By Laurell K. Hamilton
I'm Princess Meredith NicEssus. felony identify Meredith Gentry, simply because “Princess” seems so pretentious on a driver’s license. i used to be the 1st faerie princess born on American soil, yet I wouldn't be the one one for far longer...
Merry Gentry, ex–private detective, now full-time princess, knew she was once descended from fertility goddesses, but if she realized she was once approximately to have triplets, she started to comprehend what that would suggest. Infertility has plagued the excessive ranks of faerie for hundreds of years. Now nobles of either courts of faerie are coming to court docket Merry and her males, at their domestic in exile within the Western Lands of la, simply because they are going to do whatever to have infants in their own.
Taranis, King of sunshine and phantasm, is a extra harmful challenge. He attempted to seduce Merry and, failing that, raped her. He’s utilizing the human courts to sue for visitation rights, claiming that one of many infants is his. And notwithstanding Merry is aware she was once already pregnant whilst he took her, she can’t turn out it.
To keep herself and her infants from Taranis she's going to use the main harmful powers in all of faerie: a god of demise, a warrior often called the Darkness, the Killing Frost, and a king of nightmares. they're her enthusiasts, and her dearest loves, and they're going to face down the may perhaps of the excessive courts of faerie—while attempting to maintain the warfare from spreading to blameless people in l. a., who're at risk of turning into collateral harm
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