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eBook Category: Erotica/Fantasy
eBook Description: The moon often plays an important role in a town, where fairies and demvirs roam the woods searching for passion, and all manner of folk from human to unusual beings can feel the flares of its cosmic presence heating up their summer days and nights in the town of Spellfire, Texas. Moonshyne, Jewel Adams Being the last moonbeam faery in existence makes Shyne lonely, until she meets Sheriff Malachi Spellfire, a shape-shifting demvir, who fills her emptiness with passion. Trouble Brews, Mae Powers When Jeff and Marion Trinkets learn she's pregnant, they didn't expect troubled brews of an eerie kind to happen within Spellfire, Texas. The Grand Design, Melanie Gilbreath Artist Stephen McClintock has lost his inspiration. It's interior decorator and witch Amy Pettibone to the rescue to salvage his unharmonious habitat. Clothes Minded, Karen Rose When car trouble brings runaway bride Cosmina del Costa to Quantum Mechanics, will this fashion designer find love in the arms of an ancient warrior? In The Hot Zone, C. D. Reese Heaven and Hell collide when a sharpshooter falls for a half demon. Can this 'petite ange' aim true to win her lover's very soul back? High Chairs and High Stakes, Jenna Leigh When Erin MacKenzie meets Matthias Gregory, a vampire raising his daughter alone, the witch-nanny finds that she's bitten off more than she can chew.

eBook Publisher: Midnight Showcase, Published: 2006
Fictionwise Release Date: July 2006

This eBook is part of the following series:

• Various Authors Midnight Showcase Series

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Words: 72647
Reading time: 207-290 min.
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She smiled as her skin tingled to life when she stepped into the circle of moonlight. Her delicate wings began to expand as the translucent fibers bathed in the shimmering moondust. They swayed under a breathless breeze until they glowed in renewing energy. She raised her face to partake of the moon's rich light, thankful for another clear night in Spellfire Woods.

Her soft laughter vibrated with her wings as they lifted her in a seductive dance in the moonbeams. But, Shyne's pleasure in the moon's beauty refused to reach her heart. She was entering another season and still her illusive lover failed to make himself known.

Memories of the beast she ran with that first night in these woods came back to her again. She never even saw an animal like this in the city, the thought made her laugh. Spellfire held one surprise after another for Shyne. She didn't have any difficulty in remembering the animal, dangerously dark, his long thick coat of black and garnet fur moved like small waves on a lake, and his fangs glowed in the moonlight much like her skin did. She caught the sharp golden light in his eyes when he looked up at her as they raced through the wood. She could swear he smiled at her, testing her. Shyne never felt the kind of freedom she did when running with him.

She looked for him every night, even sensed his presence, but he never showed himself to her again. Faer Folk were known for their imagination, but she still believed he was as real as herself.

Shyne pushed the memory away, to think on more pressing problems.

She refused to acknowledge the failure of the love spell her friend Lillia made for her. As Lillia said, spells have a way of working when they are meant to find love. Of all people, Lillia and her new husband Georgiano would know about spells. Oh to be so in love with another. Lillia said that if Shyne believed then the spell could still bring her lover to her. Yet, Shyne failed to see anyone or feel any love sparks.

Maybe she should speak with Electra, Alex told her that his wife knew more about magic than most witches, but they didn't really know each other. When Alex offered Shyne the job as his hostess at the couple's new restaurant Garnet Moon, she almost turned him down. The idea of moving to a new place terrified her. Shyne was happy managing the small Bistro for him in Houston. She'd learned years ago how to hide her identity, though Alex and his mother knew her heritage. Change always affected her in strange ways until she could once again control her emotions and halt the side effects.

Shyne did a giggling somersault over the memory of her move here. Alex told her that Spellfire was different and she would love it here, she often wondered if he knew how much she cherish her new life at Spellfire. To be free to be herself, without fear, what a new and thrilling experience and one reason this upheaval over her season became so disruptive to her.

The other Faeries actually teased her today at Sinful Sundaes, calling her a prude and saying she was no fun. Over the years, hiding became Shyne's specialty and focus. Since coming to Spellfire, she still didn't join in with their foolery so they usually stayed clear of her. They learned how painful her Faer sparks could be when crossed. None of them let her explain that they were a self defense mechanism like points on a star. But all Faeries could tell when it was safe to play tricks and tease, especially one of their own. Shyne left Sinful without finishing the special Stardust Sundae that Electra made just for her. She was so upset that she nearly disappeared in the crowd because of her sadness, something she must never let happen.

Moon-Faeries were rare, Shyne being the only one in Spellfire, but she remembered her mother's warnings that she must never let her moon energy fall below a certain limit or she could disappear for life!

Sadness could be a Moon-Faer's most dangerous enemy and being loveless suddenly became Shyne's largest danger. If only she could ask another Moon-Faer about her dilemma, but even in such a special place as Spellfire no other Moon-Faeries ever appeared. Her own family was lost to her many years ago.

In a swirling blaze of light, she threw off the thoughts of her family, knowing she mustn't relive the pain that could cost her, her life. No, Shyne prided herself on being a survivor, she just hoped she wasn't the only Moon-Faer left in the world.

Malaci watched as waves of silver mist flew out from the iridescent beauty in the moonlight. As she slowed her wings down, a million specks of the moon's silvery light clung to every seductive curve the woman possessed, and as if each tiny jewel could be felt, the beauty moved in an erotic dance to capture the energizing light.

Her magic reached beyond the luminescent circle, Malaci felt himself lean forward, the desire to join her clawed at him. Shyne's power could be very strong and he reminded himself not to give in to her allure. Yet, for just a moment, he wondered how she would react if he did show himself, un-camouflage his presence from the underbrush. How could any Demvir be proud of hiding in the bushes!

A slight noise to her left slowed her air twirling, her wings moved so fast that she hovered in mid-air as if standing on land. Titling her head, she listened to see what might have made the noise. More than once she felt someone watching her here in her secret place, not even her best friend in Spellfire, Harpy Collins, knew that she came here to replenish her strength with each full moon. Multiple full moons were an added bonus for Shyne since moving to Spellfire.

There, she heard it again, her nose twitched as it caught the scent of man, no, animal. "Both..." the whispered truth barely passed her lips as she spun about to confront the intruder. Her beast came back, she couldn't understand why he refused to show himself. "Come out beast. Show yourself, it is not polite to take sneak peeks of others."

Her sharp sight scanned the area for movement. Whoever stayed hidden seemed to know she could see the slightest of movement in the moonlight. Unlike most normals or other residents of Spellfire, Shyne did all things better at night. Give her a full moon and her powers were at their fullest.

Right now, she didn't like the idea of having someone watching her, even her beast, and stay hidden. Most Moon-Faeries, her parents included, were lost forever to those that coveted their powers.

Her fingertips sparked in warning just before she shot up into the night sky, deciding to play it safe and escape. She should report the incident to the Spellfire Sheriff, but what could he do without a description. He couldn't very well arrest an animal.

She stayed over the clearing for a while to see if anyone came out of hiding. When all remained still, she left to head home, knowing that she would need to be more cautious. The thought of hiding again sent a violent shiver through her wings.

Malaci watched as Shyne flew off leaving a trail of sparks in her wake. Her warning well taken, even if he knew she couldn't truly hurt him. He watched her come here many times over the last few months. Tonight being the first time she sensed him. He knew better than to come this close when her powers were so fresh.

At first, he came to see what the new resident might be up to at night in Spellfire Woods, as the Sheriff it was his job. Then he told himself he came to protect her from any other seeing eyes. The truth hit Malaci from the first moment he saw the bewitching Shyne. He wanted the demure, fragile Faer like no other female. No woman made his Demvir blood boil out of control like Shyne. Every delicate move, each enchanting flight she took in the moonlight became his undoing.

He stretched out of his cramped position, shaking away the stiffness of remaining in one place too long. He'd do it again to see Shyne, knowing she would never let him get close to her any other way. Demvir and Faeries rarely mixed company, even in Spellfire.

The thought of keeping company with the likes of Shai and her cohorts made his fur bristle and until now he didn't understand his brother Damien's fondness for the troublesome Shai. But Shyne was a Moon-Faer and not like most Faer folk. He'd never once witnessed her playing tricks on anyone, or use her powers to seduce an unknowing date. Malaci couldn't say if she'd even been on a date with anyone since arriving in Spellfire.

Electra proved little help in finding out anything about Shyne. His sister actually teased him the other day over his off-handed question about her.

"Does she interest you little brother?"

"I'm always curious about new residents of Spellfire, Electra, you know that."

"Oh right, the job and all."

Her laughter made his shoulder fur bristle beneath his uniform. "Forget I asked, okay."

"Oh little brother, you know I love you." She stayed his leave from Sinful with her sisterly smile. "She is beautiful isn't she?"

Malaci couldn't swallow the rumbling growl low in his chest. He could tell by the lift of Electra's right eyebrow that she heard it. He left the shop on the lilt of his sister's laughter.

He felt his blood begin to drum over his thoughts of Shyne's beauty. Every opportunity he could find he watched her. Knowing she turned away any male advances didn't ease his torture and she received too damn many at the Garnet! Malaci decided not to try, he would rather hold to hope that she wouldn't reject him than to have it happen.

Many times, he tried to understand his attraction to the whimsical creature. Since her arrival, he noticed that her moonlight skin practically shimmered, now. When she walked down the sidewalks, every male head would turn her way to watch the beautiful exotic Moon-Faer. Once, when he saw her laughing at something his brother-in-law Alex said she began to glow in an unbelievable welcoming light that begged him to come closer and touch her erotic essence. Still, he kept his distance, even when Alex wanted to introduce him to her at Garnet Moon's opening, Malaci managed to avoid coming face to face with Shyne.

They did have one major part of their lives in common. Malaci looked up at the brilliant moon now high in the night sky. Yes, both their lives revolved around the cycle of the moon. The moon actual led him to Shyne. He smiled over the cherished memory of that night.

His Demvir blood rose to a fever pitch on that night with the first full moon. Malaci shed his clothing and let the himself shift to run free in the woods. To his surprise, he soon had company in Spellfire Woods running with him, only above him in the night sky!

Every turn he made she whisked through the air, racing with him on the ground as if they were in a great race. He took her on a wild ride that went on for miles and she matched his pace without tiring. As he slowed, he could hear the soft beat of her wings dropping in speed that kept her right above him. She glowed a soft rose color that teased his hot blood in a peculiar way. If she'd come closer, he would have caught the wild Faer and shown her how a Demvir tamed a Faer. As if she could sense his desire her lyrical laughter rustled through the pines as she twirled through the night sky and away from Malaci in his wild form.

He growled over the memory and licked his fangs, wishing he could catch the illusive Shyne.