The Faerie Plague by Michelle Madow (Dark World: The Faerie Games Book 5)
English | 2020 | Fantasy | ePUB | 3.0 MB
Michelle Madow writes fast-paced YA (young adult) fiction that will leave you turning the pages wanting more! Madow grew up in Baltimore, and now lives in Boca Raton, Florida, where she writes books for young adults. Some of her favorite things are: reading, pizza, traveling, shopping, time travel, Broadway musicals, and spending time with friends and family.
Zombies. The fae realm is overrun with ZOMBIES.
Against all odds, I mastered the magic gifted to me by the gods and won the Faerie Games—a twisted, televised game to the death.
After winning the Games, I was supposed to be free to return home to Earth. But that was a lie.
Now a deadly plague is rampaging the realm. The Otherworld is dying, and I might have the power to save it. If I can pull it off, it’ll be the perfect bargaining chip to get back home.
I’d be a lot more confident if my soulmate, Julian, was fighting by my side. But he broke my heart and turned on me. For reasons I don’t understand, he’s been working behind my back with the Empress of the Otherworld this entire time.
The only person I can trust is myself. So it’s time to step into my role as the Queen of Wands and beat the fae at their own game—or die tryin
Sorcha stopped in front of the doors that led out of my room. “Try anything against me, and I will use my gift on you again,” she warned. “Right now, I’m only muting your magic. But as you’ve experienced before, I can also numb your body and mind. I’d prefer not to do that to you again, but I will if you force my hand.”
“Good.” She released an orb of her diamond magic toward the doorknob, the lock clicked, and she opened the door.
Two fae guards were stationed outside my room. Neither of them acknowledged us.
“Julian’s room is at the end of the hall,” she said. “Follow me.”
We headed down the hall, and the guards followed quietly behind us. My heart pounded with each step that echoed on the marble floor.
How long has Julian been working with the Empress?
Will I ever be able to look at him the same way again?
Who can I trust if I can’t trust my own soulmate?
Maybe I’d been stupid to trust him at all. Our relationship had started with deception, so I knew he was capable of it—and good at it. Julian’s strategic mind was one of the reasons why Mars chose him as his champion.
But I’d believed our soulmate marks made me different in his eyes. I thought he saw me as someone he wanted to protect instead of deceive.
Apparently, I’d been wrong.
Sorcha stopped in front of the door at the end of the hall. Two guards flanked the sides of it, just like they had mine. She aimed her magic at the door, unlocking it, and for the second time that day, hope bloomed in my chest.
Why would she keep Julian guarded and locked inside if they were working together?
She leaned forward and rapped her knuckles on the door. “Julian,” she called, continuing before he could say he was there. “Selena’s awake and here to see you.”
The silence was so heavy I couldn’t breathe. I fidgeted in place, about to explode from anticipation.
Then, finally, he said, “Bring her in.”
The closed door muffled his voice, but it didn’t hide how stiff and formal he sounded. Like he was ready for some kind of business meeting.
Sorcha opened the door and motioned for me to enter first.
I swallowed down a lump in my throat and stepped inside.