the summer wars

Some things about being queen of a Solstice Court never changed. There were cases to preside over and judgment to be passed. There were political maneuvers veiled as urgent business and half-truths spoken with candied smiles. There were endless hours of paperwork and foreign affairs and military...

Faolan was having the second-shittiest day of his life. The ley line spat him out from between like a cat vomiting a hairball. He looked about the same as he lay in the mud gathering the strength to continue. He struggled to rise, stumbling before finally standing upright and lifting his face...

"We have been the puppets in their game for too long. The last days of Summer have come to pass." For the past decade the Summer Court had withdrawn from the world of mortal and fae alike. The Summer Queen has not been seen for almost five Hunts, and rumours swirl that she allows only a chosen...