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Write a Story with Me #58 – Elin Gregory “If we die, we die together.”

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58 – Elin Gregory “If we die, we die together.”

The three formations, formed their arrowheads and idled while Janosc consulted with Briss and Dolor, the head of formation three.

“A head-on attack is out,” Dolor said. “Look at those air intakes. I don’t want any of my boys shredded.”

“And I don’t like that shimmer,” Briss added.

Janosc had to agree. At this distance it was unlikely to do much damage, but he had sent out a curse, heavily laced with malice, and it had caromed off the shimmer like a gently tossed apple core. “They have something to block magic,” he said. “If we are going to bring the ship down it must be by physical means and our chances …” He eyed the ship and glanced back at the ranks of fae, wings blurring against the ocean.

“I have an idea.” He explained quickly, divided the force and allocated duties then tuned his mind to Briss’s. “Go back to Jenelle. Her safety is your responsibility.”Janosc could see Briss’s distress in the jerky flutter of his wings, the clenching of his armoured fists.  “You mean too much to me to see you die.”

“No, I will take the aft air intake. If we die, we die together.”

They bumped fists then the groups of fae sped to Janosc’s bidding. He gave the word and their magically contained bundles of seawater hit the air intakes, smashing the fans and flashing into expanding clouds of superheated steam. The ship’s engines screamed and it lurched, sliding towards the angry waves.

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Part Fifty-One – Joe Owens

Part Fifty-Two – Shayla Kwiatkowski

Part Fifty-Three – Jennifer Eaton

Part Fifty-Four – Shan Jeniah Burton

Part Fifty-Five – Jenny Keller Ford

Part Fifty-Six – Susan Rocan

Part Fifty-Seven – Susan Roebuck

Part Fifty-Eight – Elin Gregory

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shayla kwiatkowski gryphonboy Jennifer M. Eaton Vanessa Chapman
Siv Maria Sharon Manship shanjeniah Vikki (The View Outside)
Danielle Ackley-McPhail Richard Leonard susanroebuck Jenny Keller Ford
aparnauteur kaidamian Eileen Snyder Elin Gregory
Joe Owens anelephantcant mysocalledDutchlife Nicky Wells
norahdeayjansen Julie Catherine Ravena Guron
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Write a Story with Me #57 – “Action Stations with Susan Roebuck

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57 – Susan Roebuck “Action Stations”

Janosc had been standing at the back of the courtroom while proceedings were taking place, a smile flickering at times, his green eyes glittering and a buzz of annoyance issuing from him as Yoran’s loyalty wavered between the Establishment and the Fae. While Sian had been accusing her father, Janosc folded his arms, crossed his arms and winked at her to show his agreement. He wondered how Yoran would feel if he went back to the Establishment now—he’d only be two inches high. But Janosc’s silent amusement was interrupted as he felt a light touch on his arm.

“Sir,” Briss, his second in command, whispered. “We need you in the war room.”

Once at his operations station, Janosc saw the situation clearly and his heart fluttered in excitement. This is what the special forces had been training for.

“Operation Fae. Action stations,” he ordered.

Briss saluted and within less than a second, he had sent out the command for all forces to be on standby at the launch station.

Within two seconds, Janosc and Briss joined them. Everyone was in position. “They’re three miles from the first barrier which should hold them for a while,” Janosc told his waiting squadron. “We need to act fast.”

Before the words were out of his mouth, two explosions rocked their world. “But they’re too far off,” Briss cried, buckling on his armour, his stance barely wavering from the force of the bombs. “How could they reach us from there?”

“They’re using some kind of stealth missile,” Janosc said grimly, “which we didn’t pick up and they’ve penetrated the three barriers. Are you ready? Operation Fae Formation One, launch.”

Commanded by Briss, Formation One set off, flying low over the tree-tops to avoid radar detection.

Janosc’s Formation Two followed barely a second behind, speeding faster than light. As Formation Three was dispatched behind them, Janosc silently asked the Queen to bless them; they were up against a formidable enemy now—this wasn’t a rusty bucket like Yoran’s ship had been, this was new technology which Janosc had never seen before.

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Part Fifty-Three – Jennifer Eaton

Part Fifty-Four – Shan Jeniah Burton

Part Fifty-Five – Jenny Keller Ford

Part Fifty-Six – Susan Rocan

Part Fifty-Seven – Susan Roebuck

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Siv Maria Sharon Manship shanjeniah Vikki (The View Outside)
Danielle Ackley-McPhail Richard Leonard susanroebuck Jenny Keller Ford
aparnauteur kaidamian Eileen Snyder Elin Gregory
Joe Owens anelephantcant mysocalledDutchlife Nicky Wells
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Write a Story With Me # 56 – “A Secret Door” by Susan Rocan

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56 – Susan Rocan “A Secret Door”

Natalia, horrified, stared at him.

“It’s not true, is it, my beloved?”

Yoran’s shoulders slumped.

“I’m afraid it is, my dearest Natalia. I had to remove the devices so the troops would not track me to this place, although I fear I may have removed them too late.”

On cue, a thunderous crash rattled the windows, then another – closer this time. Shrieks of terror could be heard amidst more sounds of bombardment.

The courtroom erupted into chaos, as all participants tried to get through the exits. Yoran grabbed Natalia’s arm and directed her to the rear of the building, his daughters following close at his heals. Morath waved to them, exposing a secret door.

“This tunnel will bring you and your family beyond the city limits, where you may be safe. I pray that Janosc and his army are ready to handle this.”

With that, Morath slid the panel shut behind them.

Yoran led his family through the dimly lit passage, his throat constricting with claustrophobia. As each canon shot hit its mark, the ground shook and dirt sprinkled down from the ceiling. Yoran prayed the tunnel would not collapse, burying them all alive.

Meanwhile, Janosc headed for the Establishment’s Airborne Contingency, dodging the laser streams threatening to vaporize his fleet. Morath and Jenelle stood in the tallest castle tower holding hands with other female fae, pooling their energies to form a protective shield over the city. A glow rose up, surrounding the buildings, but would it be strong enough?

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Part Fifty-Four – Shan Jeniah Burton

Part Fifty-Five – Jenny Keller Ford

Part Fifty-Six – Susan Rocan

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Danielle Ackley-McPhail Richard Leonard susanroebuck Jenny Keller Ford
aparnauteur kaidamian Eileen Snyder Elin Gregory
Joe Owens anelephantcant mysocalledDutchlife Nicky Wells
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Write a Story With Me # 55 – “You’re dying, aren’t you?” by Jenny Keller Ford

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55 – Jenny Keller Ford “You’re dying, aren’t you?”

Marci tilted her head back taking in Sian’s pinched face and folded arms. She backed away and shook her head. “You. This is all your fault.”

Sian’s smirk fell away. “What are you babbling about? How is any of this my fault? Look behind you.” Sian gestured toward Yoran. “He’s the true traitor.” Sian approached her father with an over-confident swagger. “It’s true, isn’t it?” she said, circling Yoran. “You sided with the Establishment. You were fed their lies and you devoured them as truths.” She stopped before Yoran, her eyes searching his. “You relinquished your daughter and never once did you come looking for me.”

“That’s a lie.” Yoran said. “I searched for you for many moons, but you were gone, kidnapped by these filthy creatures.”

“I AM one of these filthy creatures,” Sian shouted. “So are my mother and my siblings.” She pressed closer to Yoran, her eyes blazing in anger. “That disgusts you, doesn’t it? It makes you ill knowing you’ve bedded a fae and begat fae children.”

“Do not speak to me in such a manner. I am your father!”

“You are nothing to me!”

“Stop it!” Marci shouted. “You know nothing, Sian. Tell her, Daddy. Tell her how the Establishment tried to kill you the night you met with the fae king and begged for Sian’s life. Tell her about the bomb they put inside of you to keep you loyal to them, and the device they embedded to track your moves.” Marci opened her palm revealing an array of small, smashed cyber parts covered in blood. “Tell her how they ended up like this.” She glanced up at her father, tears sliding down her cheeks. “I found them in your cell.” She sniffled. “You’re dying, aren’t you, Daddy?”

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Danielle Ackley-McPhail Richard Leonard susanroebuck Jenny Keller Ford
aparnauteur kaidamian Eileen Snyder Elin Gregory
Joe Owens anelephantcant mysocalledDutchlife Nicky Wells
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Write a Story with Me #54 – “You are Fey” by Shan Jeniah Burton

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#54 Shan Jeniah Burton

“I’m not asking you, Yoran. It is foretold .”

She accepted the baby from Morath, and settled him to nurse as she moved closer to her husband. “I chose you well, Yoran, and for more than either of us thought.” It was so easy, now, to drop the human form. Iridescent turquoise wings fluttered as if of their own will, allowing her to hover in the air, slightly above him.

He looked up at her . “You are fey.” He wouldn’t admit it, she knew, but his revulsion was blended with fascination.

“You didn’t vow to cherish me only if I was human. We didn’t raise our daughters with love and laughter so you could abandon them if they weren’t just as you imagined. I didn’t bear you a son for you to turn from him, or me. I am Natalia, your wife, as I have always been. These are our children, as they have always been.”

Yoran stared at her, and she could read the passing clouds of emotion in his eyes.

“Enough of this!” Sian snapped the flimsy chains. “It’s a waste of time. If he wants to hold his prejudices at night, rather than you, let him. When he let me be Recalled without a protest, he showed himself a coward. I, at least, have a lot of work to do – and I need Marci to help with the next steps.”

Sian clicked her tongue, and Marci was free, silvery wings flicking forward to brush against her sister’s vermillion.

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Danielle Ackley-McPhail Richard Leonard susanroebuck Jenny Keller Ford
aparnauteur kaidamian Eileen Snyder Elin Gregory
Joe Owens anelephantcant mysocalledDutchlife Nicky Wells
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Write a Story with Me #53: “How can you ask this of me?” with Jennifer Eaton

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53 – Jennifer M. Eaton

“Explain!” Morath demanded.

Yoran shuddered, and glanced at his beloved wife. Deep within, the part of himself that had sold his soul to The Establishment cringed, knowing he had been intimate with a woman tainted with fae filth.

“Daddy?” Marci’s eyes teared.

His heart broken, he tried to speak, forcing his mind not to think of his beloved children as abominations.  His heart constricted as he took his wife’s hands in his own. “The truth, my beloved, is that the fae now outnumber the humans, and The Establishment knows it. If the portal is opened permanently, there will be nothing to stop them from defiling…”

He bit back his words, seeing the fae light in her eyes for the first time.  How hadn’t he seen it sooner?  His nose crinkled with disgust.  He closed his eyes, and swallowed hard. “How can this be true,” he whispered. “Are you sure? Could this not be some sort of fae trickery? Some decadent form of faery witchcraft?”

Natalia shook her head.  “The memories were my own. I have been the key all along.  We were meant to meet, dearest husband, and our love was foretold from the beginning of time.  Our son is the binding force between our two worlds, but you, my husband… you are the one who will lead us. You are the one who will lead my people back to the fertile soils of earth, where we will take our rightful place.”

His jaw fell.  “How can you ask this of me?”

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Joe Owens anelephantcant mysocalledDutchlife Nicky Wells
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Write a Story with Me #51: “Natalia could be the one” with Joe Owens

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This week we welcome Joe Owens with his very first installment!

51 – Joe Owens

Even as Morath’s words echoed in Natalia’s ears her mind wandered back to moments when she was a young child. She loved spending time with father. He was as consumed with her as she was with him. But Natalia had stolen away one evening after supper when her parents were sure she was asleep to see her father once more before sleep. She snuck up into the loft of the barn and watched in amazement as he transformed into his Fae form. This magic was so beautiful, so unexpected. At four she did not understand, but she definitely never forgot that moment. Morath’s words brought all of the memories she had suppressed back to her mind.

She also remembered the conversation her parents had that night.

“Natalia could be the one,” her father declared.

“How can we ask such a thing of our child?”

“A war will come between our peoples if nothing is done.”

“I don’t like you doing this and certainly don’t want to see her involved.”

“If we stand and watch we are dooming her and her children to much worse. If this campaign to eradicate my kind continues to grow my kind will be exterminated or exiled.”

“I know Katoris! I have no answers!”

“I’m sorry my love,” Katoris said as he pulled her close. “If it does not come now I fear Natalia will face a day of great pain. As a father I just want the best for my child!”

“But is it best to lose you in a fight you cannot possibly win?”

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Write a Story with Me #50 with Norah Jansen – You’ll never believe this one!

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50 – Norah Jansen

Again, Morath held up a hand.

“I must ask for your patience Natalia. Yes, you will have your son, but right now the fate of all our people is in your hands. Your lineage has been kept a secret from you for the sake of your family but now it is time to tell you that your father was a noble Fae. Indeed he was my brother and would have ruled these lands if it were not for the human hand that slayed him.”

Natalia’s eyes darted from side to side, taking in the fae on one side of the great room and her stunned husband on the other. She shook her head violently.

“No. No. This can’t be true. My father was a farmer. A human farmer.”

She looked beseechingly at Yoran.

“He was. I swear he was.”

Natalia fell quiet, her hands twisting in anguish and tears spilling from her eyes. Morath reached out and stilled Natalia’s hands by taking them into her own.

“In your heart you know it’s true Natalia. Your mother wanted you to have a human life so she married your farmer father and they swore never to tell you who your real father was. You’ve known deep down that your children are different to those of your neighbours. They have abilities beyond those of humans, abilities that have never been nurtured, and now we have a boy who is destined to bring our two peoples together.”

There was a gasp from Yoran and Natalia’s heart clenched as she saw raw fear in his eyes. Morath’s voice came to her as if through a mist.

“It’s up to you Natalia. Daughter of my brother. Do you consent to share this child with all the people around you? With the Fae?”

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Maria
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Gregory
Joe
Owens
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Wells
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Guron
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