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...She squeezed Niall's hand and bleakly said, "I don't want you hurt.""Oh, Serena, that's all I have to know." And with that, he kissed her so passionately, she felt as though she had fae transported to the moon and back...

It was time to confront the old bat with the damage she'd caused this time. Then, he promised himself, he'd strangle her for meddling in affairs that were none of her business, and kidnapping a goddamn innocent fairy.

Oh, what had she done?"He'd startled her; that was the problem. It was all his fault he was lying on the ground, looking rather cherub like, his blond hair curling about his ears, his bright blue eyes closed now, his masculine lips parted slightly as he slept the sleep of the dead.She studied his masculine lips. And thought just how much havoc she could wreak if she kissed him. Served him right for startling her so.Without analyzing whether she should do it, and just because she could, she pressed her mouth against his and gently kissed his lips, meaning only to give a quick peck and that was it.... His lips curved up under hers and for a second, she thought he was awake, smiling at her kissing him....Her thoughts reverted to the kiss and immediately the human faery tale Sleeping Beauty and the prince giving the princess a kiss to wake her sprang to mind. Why ever did humans make up such nonsense anyway?

Why?"He stopped pacing and looked at her as if she'd just asked him to count every leaf on every tree in the Old Place. "Because... you're you.

Where are we?" "In a special place," he whispered, dragging his lips across her ear, "where magic is real.

He smelled of forest and primal desire that saturated Taryn's senses and made her imagine what it felt like to be caught and conquered.

I can__ believe it._ I whispered.__ou can__ let him lure you back in, Felicia. He__ wrong. He__ wrong!_ Vanian pleaded, I could feel the quiver of his magic, the wisps that were fighting against the iron burning into his wrists, I could feel the crackle as it fought in the air, against his emotions, against his pain. I shook my head, was about to speak but Adam grabbed him by the front of his shirt; as if a few more tears and shreds couldn__ go amiss. The tightness of his grip paled the Faerie__ cheeks, caused the blood to trickle down faster, dropping to the floor.__y wife._ He yelled, __he__ my wife, silverblood._ With each growl of a syllable he accented it with a punch to Vanian__ face.I couldn__ take much more. I jumped over and pulled at Adam__ shoulders, fingertips driving into the nook of his collarbone, pressing down with as much as I had in me, anything to break his hold. He recoiled and rose his hand to me, at first I flinched but I stopped. He wouldn__ hurt me. He wouldn__.

I was drowning, but all I needed to do was breathe.

It was 5:45pm when I decided my future. By 9:43 I was well on my way to making it all come true. At 11:16 I took the first step to make it a reality. At 11:17 I fell and found peace.

Oliver reached up for my hand and led me back into the living room area. __an we try something?_ I rolled my eyes. __o I really have a choice?___ou always have a choice, Novi,_ Oliver said.

I__ not broken. Not really,_ I sighed. __y name is Novaleigh. Novaleigh Darrow.

I looked around I realized I was standing on the edge of the muddy bank with tall trees in the distance. I could see the sun rising over the water just as the sky glistened a beautiful rose gold with ombre shades of purple and blue___ust like in my dream. But this wasn__ my dream or was it? I can openly admit I have been mentally lost for months, but now as I sit here with an irate otter yelling at me, the idea of lost took on a whole new meaning.

Trust and faith have left you._ __e will help guide you back to them._ __lessings to you on your journey.

The day I let all that fear and worry consume me was the day it all changed. I slipped off that bridge and fell into the void I__ always dreamt about. The thing was, that was also that day I started to live.

When a dream of dying actually becomes a chance to live... all you have to do is fall.

Without the journey and crucial moment of understanding, I would still be questioning everything before me. I know now that I must trust what comes next, for there is a plan greater than the one I can see at work.

Perhaps Nesta will take up the blood-drinking habit, too. I certainly believe her threat to rip out my throat. Maybe she'll enjoy the taste.

Stop thinking about all that is wrong, and focus on what is right. It's there that you'll step out of the crazy, rise out of the rabbit hole, and start living again.