I Do Believe In Faeries (The Cotton Candy Quintet Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
It was freezing here, making my breath come out in little bursts of white and there was a serious lack of fae around. Having grown up in Jacksonville, where the coldest it ever got was forty degrees, I couldn’t stop shivering. So while the goblins and everyone else seemed to be unaffected by the temperature, I was absolutely miserable.Spent, hurt, and hungry, I let the goblins carry me. I wondered briefly if I was dying, because I had gone so long without food and water. Time seemed to move strangely in Tir na nÓg, so I blocked out the worry and focused on what was important: I imagined all of the various ways that I could punch Robin’s face in.I kept replaying every conversation through my head, wondering if it truly was all orchestrated to get me to Queen Mab. It would have been pretty elaborate, to gain my trust and take me to different courts. But something told me that faeries tricked mere mortals like me, and it wasn’t out of the question.I’d been had. If I ever got alone with him again, I was going to set him on fire and watch him turn to dust.In fact, fantasizing about it was the only thing that got me through our trip to the Winter Court.
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