The Fae Series: The Complete Trilogy

With no choice left to him, he was forced to use the body of this rodent, until a suitable replacement can be found. One gift they did not destroy was his ability to possess a body. The moment before his body was destroyed; he chose the only animal available.

His beady eyes watch the dancing and merriment through the Vale. He turns sniffing the ground and follows the scent of the Shadows. He will need a powerful body in order to bring down the Fae. What better body, than the Shadow King! His magic is powerful, and he will use it to open the Vale to all the Shadows. There are more powerful Shadows than Fae, and they would pay heavily for a chance to possess an immortal soul!

The End

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Lynn Landes

The Shadow King

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This book is a work of fiction. All of the characters, names, and events portrayed in this novel are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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Other titles by Lynn Landes:

Dragon Singer

Dust & Dreams

Perilous Dreams

The Angels Covenant

Covenant Breakers

Blood Covenant

Fae Queen

Serenity’s Song

Arctic Moon

Secret Friends

 

 

Chapter 1

Dublin, Ireland

Katie loves to work in the early hours before the streets of Dublin come alive. Katie’s Chocolate Café is quickly becoming a favorite destination. She grew up working in the kitchen with her Granny, and the recipes she uses are a modern twist on traditional favorites. Her blonde ponytail bops as she dances to the music from her cell phone and slides the next tray of molten cupcakes into the oven. As she snags the trash bag, she sings aloud to Macklemore and dances her way to the back door.

She props the back door open and hurries toward the trash can. Katie tosses the bag in the can and turns, screaming as a shape appears out of the darkness. She strikes out instinctively.

Anya’s high heels are not made for that kind of impact; she loses her balance and flies back onto the ground with a thump. “What the hell, Katie!” she says as she looks up from the ground. Her long black hair is tussled and her green eyes are full of indignation.

“Thundering Jesus, Anya! You scared two years off my life!” Katie replies as she tries to help her friend up.

“You didn’t have to knock me on my ass, Katie!” she roars scrambling to get up and find her purse.

“I’m sorry,” Katie says, struggling not to laugh.

“Be off with ya!” Anya says jerking away from her. “I can’t believe your laughing! My bum will be red for days!”

“You shouldn’t sneak up on me! Come in for coffee, Oh! Damn, muffins…” she yells as she spins and runs back inside.

Anya watches Katie run back into the café and sighs, rubbing her rear. She bends over to pick up her lipstick and catches a movement out of the side of her eye. Gazing into the darkness her mouth goes dry with fear as she pauses for a moment. Not seeing anything, she follows Katie quickly inside trying to shake off the peculiar feeling.

“Anya, are you alright, then? You startled me,” Katie says handing her a plate with a double chocolate molten muffin and hot coffee. “Forgive me?” she asks with a sweet smile.

“No fair, Katie. You know I have no will power when it comes to these!” Anya’s mouth waters as the mingling scent of hot coffee and chocolate permeates the air.

She smirks at her friend, “Aye, I know. You never could resist granny’s muffins. What are you doing here so early?”

 “I was on my way home and thought I would stop in.” Anya smiles, “I have a tour scheduled at lunchtime. I was hoping to bring them to your café around three today.”

“It’s five o’clock in the morning. Anya, you are so bad. Where have you been all night?” Katie asks.

“I don’t kiss and tell love,” she replies smiling as she sips her coffee.

Katie smiles at her friend. Anya is a tour guide in Dublin. Her father started Shamrock tours and it has been a huge hit. One place they routinely stop is Katie’s café. It has been a blessing for Katie’s business.

“Alright, how many people should I expect, and do you want anything special?” Katie asks excitedly.

“No, everything you make is perfect, so I would not be worrying about it. This group has ten people in it. I am taking them to Dublin Castle, Saint Patrick’s Cathedral and then to Saint Michans Church to visit the crypt,” Anya says taking a bite and moaning in ecstasy. “Oh my God, I would skip a good shag for one of these!”

Katie laughs at Anya’s expression. “Maybe I should rename them and put a sign out that says, “Come in and try my Molten Muffin!”

Anya chokes on her coffee, “Or, It’s an explosion of pleasure in your mouth! You would have them lined up down the