Dark Star
Amy Sumida
Contents
Title Page
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Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter Thirty-Two
Chapter Thirty-Three
Chapter Thirty-Four
Chapter Thirty-Five
Chapter Thirty-Six
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Chapter Forty
Chapter Forty-One
Chapter Forty-Two
Chapter Forty-Three
Chapter Forty-Four
Chapter Forty-Five
Chapter Forty-Six
Chapter Forty-Seven
Chapter Forty-Eight
Chapter Forty-Nine
Chapter Fifty
Chapter Fifty-One
Chapter Fifty-Two
Chapter Fifty-Three
Chapter Fifty-Four
Chapter Fifty-Five
Chapter Fifty-Six
Chapter Fifty-Seven
Chapter Fifty-Eight
Chapter Fifty-Nine
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Chapter One
Grammar Giggles
Pronunciation Guide
Glossary of Characters
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Chapter One
A cacophony interrupted my breakfast. Or perhaps I should say; a cat-ophony. Roarke and Anna had just returned from their honeymoon in the Human Realm. It was my gift to them; a vacation in Greece. Arach had advised against it, saying that Fire Faeries wouldn't want to be surrounded by so much water, but I disagreed. Both Anna and Roarke hadn't begun life as Fire Faeries, and I thought they'd be more open to appreciating the island experience. Roarke had been to Hawaii with me, but Anna had never been to the Human Realm, and neither of them had ever been to Greece. I was betting that they'd love it. If for no other reason than it was something they'd never seen before. Plus, it was warm, and neither of them liked the cold.
“How was Santorini?” I asked the newlyweds as they stepped into Aithinne's dining hall with the crowd they'd accumulated on their way through the castle.
Both of them looked tan and blissful. Anna's sun-kissed skin did wonders for her pale looks, making her white hair seem even more exotic. They both had to wear glamours while in Greece but only over their eyes. Fiery irises couldn't be explained by contacts. Now that they were home, their blazing stares were on full display, along with their bright smiles. Within the dark stone room, the couple shone like stars.
“It was fantastic!” Roarke exclaimed. “We laid on the beach and swam in the ocean and made lo—”
Anna smacked her husband's chest just in time and then looked pointedly at their son, Hunter, who was standing between them, holding their hands. Hunter looked up expectantly at his father; no doubt wondering what his parents had made in Greece. Hunter was a mini version of Roarke; fiery cat eyes, dashing good looks, and ebony hair. Seeing him staring up at his father with such sublime innocence while Roarke looked anything but, amused me to no end. I burst out laughing.
“We made lots of sandcastles,” Roarke corrected himself smoothly. “Sandcastles everywhere; the most glorious sandcastles I've ever made.”
I laughed harder while Anna rolled her eyes.
Hunter had stayed behind in Faerie while his parents went to Greece, much to his chagrin. His mother explained that honeymoons are for the couple only, and he had finally relented. But Hunter had missed his parents fiercely, and his relief at their return was obvious. A week must have seemed like an eternity for a child who hadn't been separated from his adoring parents since he was a baby.
“What are sandcastles?” Hunter asked eagerly.
“You take wet sand and form it into shapes,” his mother explained. “You can make any kind of sculpture you wish, it doesn't have to be a castle, but people seem to enjoy those the most.”
“Yes. Your mother and I made lots of different kinds.” Roarke smiled at his son and then waggled his brows at his wife.
“Stop it.” Anna smacked her husband in the chest again.
“That doesn't sound like a smart thing to build a castle out of.” Hunter scowled up at his parents in confusion.
“They're for fun, Son.” Roarke ran his hand playfully over Hunter's mop of curls. “You make them and then leave them for the ocean to wash away.”
“Like my wooden blocks?”
“Yes, exactly,” Anna confirmed. “Except the water knocks them down instead of you. Although, you could if you wanted to.”
“I want to make sandcastles!” Hunter declared.
“We'll go back again,” Roarke promised. “All three of us.”
“Really?”
“Really.” Roarke nodded.
“Yay!” Hunter looked over at my twin sons, Rian and Brevyn, who were standing among the throng that had come in with them. “I'm going to the greasy place to destroy sandy castles!”
“Yay!” My boys joined him in celebrating.
“It's Greece, Son. Not greasy,” Roarke tried to correct Hunter, but the boys
