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Faerie Faith
Faerie Faith
Faerie Faith
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Abhean, the fae harper, is exiled to the mortal realm until he finds the other half of his heart. As Venn McLyre, the NYC street musician, he has no memory of his true nature—or his magic. When he steps in to save reluctant bride, Gwyneth Riley, he could lose more than his heart—he could lose his immortality. Socialite Gwyn Riley is resigned to marrying Sumner Barrett, son of her mother’s best friend. A marriage based on duty to family and convenience, she has no pretensions about love. It takes the magic touch of a poor musician to open her heart to the possibilities. When three couples arrive to remind Venn of his identity, he has only moments to stop Gwyn’s wedding. Is he too late, or will the King of Tir Nan Óg step in to grant Abhean and Gywn their own happy ever after?
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Release dateNov 10, 2014
ISBN9781628305272
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Silver James

Silver James likes walks on the wild side and coffee. Okay. She LOVES coffee. Warning: Her Muse, Iffy, runs with scissors. A cowgirl at heart, she’s also been an Army officer’s wife and mom, and has worked in the legal field, fire service, and law enforcement. Now retired from the real world, she lives in Oklahoma and spends her days writing with the assistance of her two Newfoundland dogs, the cat who rules them all, and the myriad characters living in her imagination.

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    "[FAERIE FATE] is a wonderful mix of adventure and humor, with an unforgettable heroine who follows the voices in her head and travels back to a time of handfasting, dreamy Irish men and clan wars. Although Ciaran and his Irish ways are not new to romance novels, Becca is extremely humorous and fun, and makes the reader laugh out loud as she waltzes into yesteryear."

    ~Romantic Times Magazine (4 Stars)

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    "I recommend [FAERIE FIRE] to all who believe in Faery, and to those that want to believe, this will send you in the right direction. Well Done!"

    ~Siren Book Reviews

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    "FAERIE FOOL is a well written story rich with detail, humor and passion, family, and fate. Silver James hooked me with her well-developed characters, intense plot lines and the ability to heat up the pages with the written word! I highly recommend this book to anyone who likes a bit of Irish lore or some fate tampering Fae!"

    ~Romancing the Book

    Faerie Faith

    by

    Silver James

    Twelve Brides of Christmas Series

    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales, is entirely coincidental.

    Faerie Faith

    COPYRIGHT © 2014 by Silver James

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission of the author or The Wild Rose Press, Inc. except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles or reviews.

    Contact Information: info@thewildrosepress.com

    Cover Art by Diana Carlile

    The Wild Rose Press, Inc.

    PO Box 708

    Adams Basin, NY 14410-0708

    Visit us at www.thewildrosepress.com

    Publishing History

    First Faery Rose Edition, 2014

    Digital ISBN 978-1-62830-527-2

    Twelve Brides of Christmas Series

    Published in the United States of America

    Dedication

    This one is for the fans of my Irish fae

    who have waited for Abhean’s story.

    I hope I got it right.

    A huge thanks to Ms. Editor 1.0 (Frances Sevilla)

    for asking me to write this story,

    and to my family—especially my dad,

    who told me it was okay to listen to the voices in my head.

    May you always be happy in Tir Nan Óg, Da.

    Prologue

    The fae harper stood in the circle of standing stones, his hands hanging limply at his side. No breath of air stirred the grass or flowers. Even the leaves on the trees in the forest held silent. A golden red sun painted the misty blue mountains deep violet, and the brilliant blue of the sky could blind a man if he stared too long.

    He ignored the trudging footsteps behind him and said nothing for long minutes.

    You win. Like dry leaves tumbling before the winter wind, he admitted defeat.

    No, Harper. Manannán mac Lir appeared at his side. This was not a contest between us, no matter how much you wished to make it so. We have no feud.

    He jerked his head at the king’s statement, but he didn’t react to the chastisement. He’d been fighting with the king of Tir Nan Óg his entire life. He focused on the cause of their latest argument.

    The mortals made the binding?

    They did, aye.

    Then you win.

    No. Love wins.

    Ha! Love? What know yee of love’s folly, old man?

    More than you, Harper. You sing it into being with a heart closed and dark. You pervert it and twist it and use it to punish. But who do you penalize? The mortals? Nay. They find their way despite our interference. You wish to strike at me, but for a millennium, you have failed.

    The younger fae whirled, his eyes narrowed and gleaming with feral reds and yellows. I will beat you.

    He ignored the look of profound sadness on Manannán’s face.

    No, son. You will not. I know your heart far better than you yourself.

    He opened and closed his mouth several times, but no words came out.

    Before he could move, Manannán cupped his cheeks in his massive hands.

    I know what you seek. I know your hidden desires. I am the King of Tir Nan Óg. I am the one who brought you here. Granted, perhaps for reasons far more selfish than I wished to admit at the time. Manannán pulled him closer and pressed lips to his forehead. I could not bear to be apart from my son.

    The harper forced his knees to lock so he could remain standing, stiff and aloof. He would not listen, would not be tricked by the king’s lies.

    Love, my son, is a gift—one that will set you free. I give it now to you.

    Clouds bloomed against that dazzling blue sky, and the wind whipped around the two men before chasing through the standing stones, making them sing.

    The harper listened, for this was a song he’d not heard before. Caught in the web of music, his heart expanded until he thought it would burst, even as it felt like claws shredded it to pieces.

    Go yee, Abhean, Harper of the Tuatha de Danaan, Prince of Tir Nan Óg, son of Manannán mac Lir, Go yee to the mortal realm until yee find the other half of your heart.

    Lightning struck the altar stone sending up a shower of sparks, and Abhean, deafened by the crescendo of thunder that followed, stared at the man he’d hated all his life. Mist—swirling, gray and black—enveloped him in a whirlwind. The hands cupping his face slipped away, and he spun into the vortex, his last words torn from his throat to be lost in the void.

    Father! No!

    Chapter One

    Do not dawdle, Gwyneth.

    Gwyneth Riley winced. Her mother’s words reminded her how hopeless her situation remained. The bridal consultant laced up the back of the dress, the stays so tight Gwyn couldn’t breathe deeply enough for a proper sigh. Instead, she blew a soft snort out her nose and muttered, You’re the one who insisted on this dress.

    "I heard that, young lady. Now come out of there so I

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