Recent content by Maeve

  1. Maeve

    Private Tales Flares

    The sick feeling was back. As Fiadh had recounted her story Maeve had grown whiter and whiter until she now looked a sickly grey. On the one hand what she was being told went against every creation story she had ever heard and destroyed years of belief, but on the other hand she was blessed...
  2. Maeve

    Private Tales Flares

    There wasn't a word to encompass the look of utter joy and love that flittered across her face at Lorcán's kiss to her temple. It lasted for only a second but it outshone the sun with its warmth. But it wasn't just her mate's touch that had her glowing. Sunlight glowed just beneath her skin and...
  3. Maeve

    Private Tales Flares

    Maeve shot her mate an exasperated look as he sprawled across the chair and waved a hand at Fiadh like she was a commoner. She glanced back to the Godd-- the fae -- opposite her with an apologetic look that, much like Fiadh's earlier look, transcended species and culture to convey the universal...
  4. Maeve

    Private Tales Flares

    Maeve. The young fae could only look into her mates concerned face with the wide eyes of open panic. This was like nothing she had ever been taught how to navigate. Kings, Queens, Generals, soldiers and maids yes but a God? Of course the logical part of her mind was screaming at her to remember...
  5. Maeve

    Private Tales Flares

    Maeve's head was spinning so badly she didn't even realise she'd sunk to her knees. Fiadh... The Goddess of the Sun. Lady Fiadh who was sitting in her livingroom, on her sofa. She thought she might sick up. It was such a strong thought in fact that she put a hand over her mouth to keep from...
  6. Maeve

    Private Tales Flares

    The garden was in full bloom today. Deep violet aquilegia sat alongside pink dahlia's and deep russet magnolia's. Among their stems were tiny sprigs of snow drops and luscious green leaves or ferns to break up the sea of colour. She bent to... no... flew to smell a tulip the exact shade of her...
  7. Maeve

    Fae Courts The Delights of the Wild Hunt

    The unshed tears that welled up in her eyes at Isiell's kind offer fractured the green pools of her eyes into emerald shards. Quickly, Maeve blinked them away and then laughed breathlessly at her own stupid emotions. "Thank you," she said earnestly and touched the other girls cheek...
  8. Maeve

    Private Tales Ash and Iron

    Maeve wasn't sure if it was her developing senses as her body changed by the second into the immortal one she would have for the rest of her life, or whether it was simply him but during that kiss it felt as though every nerve was on fire. The feel of his hands as they glided over her curves was...
  9. Maeve

    Private Tales Ash and Iron

    If Maeve's eyes had been open she would have seen the brilliant starlight that was beginning to swirl about the room as her heart begun to race. But as it happened her eyes were squeezed tight; it felt as though any other senses she added to the moment might be overwhelming. His touch, the...
  10. Maeve

    Fae Courts The Delights of the Wild Hunt

    The young fae looked visibly torn. On the one hand she wanted to ask after Isiell and apologise properly for what Lorcan had done to her, because of her, and on the other there were a thousand and one questions just waiting to leap off her tongue. Chief among them whether she could pet the large...
  11. Maeve

    Private Tales Ash and Iron

    Maeve tried to compare it to the only thing she knew which were the arranged marriages that happened between the different clan leaders but it still fell short. They were dry and shrouded in ceremony and very few people actually got to meet the spouse. The festivities were a chance to show the...
  12. Maeve

    Fae Courts The Delights of the Wild Hunt

    "Lor-" The wind caused by his wings made her squeeze her eyes shut as it blew her hair haphazardly across her face. But even after the gale had fallen and she stood for a moment still just like that. His pain, his fear, that dark jealousy that crept into his rational thinking all swirled in...
  13. Maeve

    Private Tales Ash and Iron

    Maeve choked on the blackberry she had just popped in her mouth. It took a lot of chest thumping and no small quantity of tea before she was able to breathe again though her face was still tinged with a dark purple hue. When she looked up at him her eyes watered from the ordeal despite trying to...
  14. Maeve

    Fae Courts The Delights of the Wild Hunt

    Lorcáns grip was to the point of bruising on her newly-made flesh. Like a young child's it still hadn't worked up the strength and resilience of the beings around her who had lived centuries. Yet the furious way with which she looked at the Prince, the defiant tilt of her chin, and that growing...
  15. Maeve

    Private Tales Ash and Iron

    The sudden weighted feel at the bottom of the bed drew her eyes down to the tray and her stomach growled at the sight. Reluctantly peeling herself off her mate - her mate - she scooted down the bed to collect the tray and bring it back to the pile of pillows at the top. Daintily she took the...