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66 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 20, 2015
“This is how a faerie loves: with a gift.”
“This is how a faerie loves: with her whole body and soul.
This is how a faerie loves: with destruction.
This is how a faerie loves: with a gift.”

“This is how a faerie loves: with her whole body and soul. This is how a faerie loves: with destruction.”





"Trust a faerie at your own risk, because they care for nothing but themselves. They sow nothing but destruction. And their preferred weapon is human love. This is the lesson I've been asked to teach you. And so I have."
"Not your world, not my world. A new world, for just the two of us."
She smiled, and it was the kind of smile you give to someone who can make you want to throttle them and kiss them all at the same time.
“My father loved us despite where we came from,” Helen said in the way of someone trying to convince herself. “But it always felt like he kept some part of himself in reserve. Like he was waiting to see her in me. It was different with Mark, because Mark was a boy. But girls take after their mothers, right?”
loving someone—even when it’s scary, even when there are consequences—is never the wrong thing to do.
This is the story she left behind, the story her lover will never know; this is the story her daughter will never know.
This is how a faerie loves: with her whole body and soul. This is how a faerie loves: with destruction.
I love you, she told him, night after night, for seven years. Faeries cannot lie, and he knew that.
I love you, he told her, night after night, for seven years. Humans can lie, and so she let him believe he lied to her, and she let his brother and his children believe it, and she died hoping they would believe it forever.
This is how a faerie loves: with a gift.



"I love you, she told him, night after night, for seven years. Faeries cannot lie, and he knew that."