Capture : The Fae Awakening Short Stories
Capture includes five Fae Awakening short stories in one print volume; Greed, The Leaf Whistler, The Forest Guardian, The Magician, and Sugar High. These stories follow characters in the world of the Fae Awakening on their journey to meet each other in Caged, book 3. All stories are available individually in electronic format. This is the print collection.
A gang of goblins sits across from the Well Spring bank, building a device in the back of their car. Due to the loss of a team member, they are waiting for another contact to arrive, so they may enter the bank and relieve the vault of its treasures without harming any humans. While breaking into the vault, things go horribly wrong.
The Leaf Whistler
Carrying the legs of a gnat over his shoulder, Faela realizes he needs to go in search of food. The leaves disappeared long ago, leaving the dirt dry, forming a dying desert around his home. The animals and insects have long gone, leaving him behind.Using his skills as a leaf whistler, Faela will have to tame dangerous animals to find his way into the forest and reach a mystical force of giant proportions.Will he find his way? Or will the natural world eat him first?
The Forest Guardian
Leah walks through the forest searching the dark side of trees. She knows the Fae are going missing and takes precautions to avoid being next.A squirrel runs up to her, chattering about horrible deeds being committed along the creek.Will Leah avoid the same fate as her Fae brothers and sisters?
A magician stands behind a glass counter, showing a child parlor tricks, when a stranger wearing a bloodied, white scarf demands to see real magic.The stranger reeks of death and decay, hiding darkness beneath a fedora and scarf.Will the magician satisfy the stranger’s craving?
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