Goblin Fires, Chronicles of The Four Courts, #1 By Brantwijn Serrah

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covergifTitle: Goblin Fires

Series: Chronicles of The Four Courts, #1

Author: Brantwijn Serrah

Genre: Fantasy Erotica

Audience:  Adult

Formats: .E-book

Publisher: Breathless Press

Cover By: Victoria Miller

Editor: Jayne Wolf

Pages: 179 pages

ASIN: B00JX7LRZS

Date Published: April 25th, 2014

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From the moment she laid eyes on sweet Ceri, Reagan knew she would be lost forever. A Sidhe Royal, though, could never return such feelings for a War-Child…

As the daughter of the fae Goddess of War, Reagan was sworn into service to the Sidhe monarchies before she was born.  Her contract forever binds her to the beautiful goblin princess Ceridwen. When an unseen enemy threatens the Fae Courts, Ceridwen is caught in the attack, and Reagan must fight to the ends of the earth to save her. But will this battle tear her away from her princess forever?

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We came out on the other side of the park, across from the Terrace, in time to see the three Princesses and Erin emerge from the restaurant patio, bright with conversation. There were flittering butterflies—or at least, what mortals would take to be butterflies—drifting playfully around them. Pixies, three of them: one dusky lavender, one a pale coral orange, and one pristine white.

It happened in a perfect storm of a moment. Ceri distracted me, my head perhaps too busy with all Finn had said. She captivated me, such a joy to behold, and in the beautiful noonday sun all the pretty kindness of her face radiated, brimming with unspeakable serenity. She walked between Nina and Neri, laughing at something Nina told her. Erin and Puca scampered ahead, the latter bounding and barking at the coral-colored pixie with seamless dog-like excitement.

We had no reason to expect danger. I brushed at the snowflake-white pixie, who flew up very close to tug prankishly at my hair, trying to shoo it away as I watched the girls enter the street at the light change.

Then—almost too late—I realized the little creature wasn’t trying to play with me.

It wanted to get my attention.

That’s when my hackles raised and my spine stiffened. I sensed it—a brief split-second warning, a flutter of heat in my stomach: my portent of ill to come. Finn noticed me react and in turn he lunged to be ready. I saw it first, though, coming up the street too fast, swerving between lanes, and heedless of the light: an old, rusted, ugly car, something enormous and boat-like, full of dents.

Careening straight for the Ladies.

We moved quickly. I have said I am no hand at magic but this is why: as the adrenaline rushed through my limbs, I surrendered to a surge of unearthly power. I launched myself into the street like a charging beast, lunging violently through the knot of strolling pedestrians, and avoiding collision with wildly preternatural speed. Finn, even bigger and broader than I, danced through the started people with the precision of a practiced gymnast.

Erin stumbled, caught off guard as she saw us rushing at her; at the same time a blue truck waiting to turn noticed the oncoming sedan and sped up to get out of the way.

I grabbed the handmaiden and swept her to one side, bringing my hand down on the truck’s bumper hard enough to dent it as I forced it to a stop. A second vehicle, a utility SUV leaving the park, saw the rust-bucket coming and swerved to the right to avoid being hit; Finn squared himself in front of it, seizing the grill in both hands before it could barrel through the crosswalk. I bounded up over the hood of the truck and managed to grab Nina and Ceridwen out of the way of the oncoming car.

Neri, though, froze, caught in an instant of paralyzing shock. The rust-bucket screeched, desperately trying to squeal to a stop… and instead going into a skid.

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Reagan of the Morrigan

Reagan is the Knight of Autumn Court. Half goblin, half Unbridled Sidhe, she was born into a contract which binds her to the King of the Autumn Fae and his daughter, the Autumn Lady. Reagan is a brazen Cassanova, sweeping lady fae off their feet—though her heart truly belongs to the princess she can never have.

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Ceridwen, Lady of the Autumn Court

Ceridwen, daughter of the Autumn King and Poet of the Four Courts, is known throughout Thairy for her haunting beauty and quiet grace. As the princess of the Season of Change, she acts as an ambassador between the Courts. Her courtiers, Erin, Reagan and the Puca, are very dear to her.

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Erin, Sidhe Handmaiden

Ceridwen’s distant cousin and unique lookalike, Erin acts as the Lady’s handmaiden and aide. Flighty, flirty and fun-loving, she’s a classical mischievous fae. Her specialty lies in creating faerie glamours, able to change her appearance and even the appearance of the world around her.

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Finn of the Morrigan

Finn is Reagan’s half-brother, born of the Morrigan and an elvyn nobleman. Like Reagan, he was chosen to serve the House of the Springtime Court, becoming guardian to the Springtime Ladies Nineva and Nerissa. Though he can be a charming devil, he holds one love true to his heart, and has never strayed.

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Talaith of the Winter Fae

Fourth daughter of Oberon, Talaith is an adventurous free spirit and happily distanced from her crown.  She spends most of her time in the human world enjoying the charmed life of a princess in New York City. Though Tala can be spoiled and impish, at heart she is all royal: a cool, unshakeable sovereign.

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