To Marry a Fae by Miranda Bridges EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Miranda Bridges
- Language: English
- Genre: Romantic Fantasy
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“If you want to piss me off, just tell me I can’t do something,” I say.
Gil throws up his hands in frustration, his lopsided grin disappearing in
an instant. “I’m not telling you can’t go into town. I’m simply advising you
not to.” My best friend beseeches me with his gaze, the warmth of his
brown eyes melting the frost around my heart. “I care about you and don’t
want to see you hurt.”
The word again is left unsaid.
It floats in the air like a foul stench. I wrinkle my nose as memories of
my last encounter surface in my mind. The villagers changed tactics that
time, opting to use stones instead of throwing old fruit at me. The scar on
my cheek is a constant reminder of their prejudice.
And my fae heritage.
Well, that, along with my slightly pointed ears, superior strength, and
heightened senses. As if I could forget being a half-blood.
A faeling. “Ling” meaning lesser.
Lesser fae… or a greater human, depending on how you look at it.
Taking a moment to rein in my anger, I brush away a patch of mud on
my pants. It’s a losing battle. Bits of dirt from my time spent gardening
cling to my clothes as well as my face and blonde hair, dimming its shine. I
can’t avoid the filth any more than I can my parentage.
“You’re right.” I sigh long and loud. “I just keep thinking that if I show
up over and over, it’ll force them to deal with their narrow-minded attitudes
and accept the fact that I’m a person. One who bleeds and feels like they do.
It’s not as though I’m completely fae. My human mother was a pillar in this
community before she met my father.”
Whoever that bastard is.
“May Willa rest in peace eternal,” Gil says. He bows his head, and his
dark locks glide along his temples for a brief moment. “I think you
overestimate the villagers’ willingness to change.”
I lift my chin. “And I think you underestimate my tenacity.”
“No, I don’t.” He steps up to me and runs his gaze over my face. It’s
leisurely, a slow and steady perusal that unsettles me. “I’ve never doubted
the fight in you, only your ability to win.”
My eyes narrow. “Is that a challenge?”
He exhales and scrubs his hand over his jaw. “I know better than to do
that. You’d get yourself killed.”
“I might be impulsive, but I’m not an idiot.” Hurt creeps along my chest
and burrows inside my heart. “I want to stay alive more than I want to
elevate everyone’s low opinion of me. It’s why I still live in the forest
instead of in town.”
Gil flicks his gaze to the small dwelling behind us, my home since birth.
In a clearing surrounded by trees sits a modest, single-story house with a
steep roof, designed to shed snow in the winter.
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