Heart of the Fae
Page 34
“The healers said they knew how to stop the beetles for good. It didn’t work.”
Resolve straightened Sorcha’s spine. A beetle moved underneath her sister’s skin, traveling across the high plane of her clavicle. She could stop this. She could help, and Bran was right.
She had found her purpose, and she refused to give up.
Sorcha pulled her sister into her arms, hugging her tight. “I’m here, little sister. I’m going to keep you alive.”
“Where were you?”
“The Otherworld.”
“With the faeries?”
“Yes.”
“We always thought you were a changeling.”
Sorcha smiled. “I’m not. I’m a druid.”
“Are you going back?”
Sorcha stared into the darkness of the brothel. Shadows moved, clung to bodies, and her sisters entered the room. Her father shuffled from his bedroom and leaned against the door frame.
Their clothing hung on their skeletal frames. Hollow cheeks and haunted gazes stared at her as if she were their salvation. Sorcha knew that she was. She would expend every bit of her energy healing them.
She kissed the top of Rosaleen’s head.
“Yes. Yes, I am going back.”
Afterword
And thus ends the first part of Heart of the Fae.
I hope you enjoyed reading this just as much as I enjoyed writing it. This story was an adventure in every page, and the characters more beloved than any I have written before.
Part 2 is titled Veins of Magic : Find it here!
Well met, and blessed be.
Acknowledgments
There are so many people to thank for this book that I couldn’t possibly write them all down. If I forget you, I am sincerely sorry and yell at me later.
Nata - This cover made the book what it is today. Your artwork inspires me to be a better writer and helped bring this story completely to life. I cannot thank you enough.
Amy - Your editing skills have no limit! Thank you for looking over this whopper of a book and for putting up with my constant changes. You were immensely helpful and I look forward to collaborating even more!
Renee - Seriously, what can I say that would express how much you are appreciated? You listen to me prattle on and on about this book MONTHS before I wrote it. And then you walked through every footstep at my side. This book is as much yours as it is mine.
Emily - Thank you for the constant support, the jokes that made me laugh, and talking me off cliff edges. I’m not really sure I would have put this book out into the public. Not to mention the knitwear that you’ve created based off this book series (www.withlovefrommaine.com)
Mom and Dad - From green hair, to constant complaining and stress, you’ve been there from day one. I am so thankful that I have family who supports me through every bad decision, every knee scrape, and every resounding success.
To my Readers - Every book you buy, every review you leave, every message you send means the world.
This is for you.
About the Author
Emma Hamm is a small town girl on a blueberry field in Maine. She writes stories that remind her of home, of fairytales, and of myths and legends that make her mind wander.
She can be found by the fireplace with a cup of tea and her two Maine Coon cats dipping their paws into the water without her knowing.
To stay in touch
www.emmahamm.com
authoremmahamm@gmail.com