Dark Star Amy Sumida Contents Title Page Copyright More Books by Amy Sumida Sign up for Amy's Newsletter and get a free gift: Pronunciation Guide at the back of the book. Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen Chapter Fifteen Chapter Sixteen Chapter Seventeen Chapter Eighteen Chapter Nineteen Chapter Twenty Chapter Twenty-One Chapter Twenty-Two Chapter Twenty-Three Chapter Twenty-Four Chapter Twenty-Five Chapter Twenty-Six Chapter Twenty-Seven Chapter Twenty-Eight Chapter Twenty-Nine Chapter Thirty Chapter Thirty-One Chapter Thirty-Two Chapter Thirty-Three Chapter Thirty-Four Chapter Thirty-Five Chapter Thirty-Six Chapter Thirty-Seven Chapter Thirty-Eight Chapter Thirty-Nine Chapter Forty Chapter Forty-One Chapter Forty-Two Chapter Forty-Three Chapter Forty-Four Chapter Forty-Five Chapter Forty-Six Chapter Forty-Seven Chapter Forty-Eight Chapter Forty-Nine Chapter Fifty Chapter Fifty-One Chapter Fifty-Two Chapter Fifty-Three Chapter Fifty-Four Chapter Fifty-Five Chapter Fifty-Six Chapter Fifty-Seven Chapter Fifty-Eight Chapter Fifty-Nine Keep reading for a sneak peek into the next book in the Chapter One Grammar Giggles Pronunciation Guide Glossary of Characters About the Author Copyright © 2019 Amy Sumida All rights reserved. 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More Books by Amy Sumida The Godhunter Series (in order) Godhunter Of Gods and Wolves Oathbreaker Marked by Death Green Tea and Black Death A Taste for Blood The Tainted Web Series Split: These books can be read together or separately Harvest of the Gods & A Fey Harvest Into the Void & Out of the Darkness Perchance to Die Tracing Thunder Light as a Feather Rain or Monkeyshine Blood Bound Eye of Re My Soul to Take As the Crow Flies Cry Werewolf Pride Before a Fall Monsoons and Monsters Blessed Death In the Nyx of Time Let Sleeping Demons Lie The Lion, the Witch, and the Werewolf Hear No Evil (Dark Star) Beyond the Godhunter A Darker Element Out of the Blue The Twilight Court Series Fairy-Struck Pixie-Led Raven-Mocking Here there be Dragons Witchbane Elf-Shot Fairy Rings and Dragon Kings Black-Market Magic Etched in Stone —Completed Series— The Spellsinger Series The Last Lullaby A Symphony of Sirens A Harmony of Hearts Primeval Prelude A Ballad of Blood A Deadly Duet Macabre Melody Aria of the Gods Anthem of Ashes Spectra Spectra: A Cynical Superhero A Gray Area A Compression of Colors Blue Murder Fairy Tales Happily Harem After Vol 1 Including: The Four Clever Brothers Wild Wonderland Pan's Promise Beauty and the Beasts The Little Glass Slipper Happily Harem After Vol 2 Including: Awakened Beauty White as Snow Codename: Goldilocks Twisted Historical Romance Enchantress Erotica An Unseelie Understanding Sign up for Amy's Newsletter and get a free gift: http://google.us11.list-manage.com/subscribe?u=398603e0fc6b3876340e37356&id=3abd32edce And dive further into the worlds of the Godhunter, Twilight Court, and Spellsinger, at Amy's website: AmySumida.com Pronunciation Guide at the back of the book. Chapter One A cacophony interrupted my breakfast. Or perhaps I should say; a cat-ophony. Roarke and Anna had just returned from their honeymoon in the Human Realm. It was my gift to them; a vacation in Greece. Arach had advised against it, saying that Fire Faeries wouldn't want to be surrounded by so much water, but I disagreed. Both Anna and Roarke hadn't begun life as Fire Faeries, and I thought they'd be more open to appreciating the island experience. Roarke had been to Hawaii with me, but Anna had never been to the Human Realm, and neither of them had ever been to Greece. I was betting that they'd love it. If for no other reason than it was something they'd never seen before. Plus, it was warm, and neither of them liked the cold. “How was Santorini?” I asked the newlyweds as they stepped into Aithinne's dining hall with the crowd they'd accumulated on their way through the castle. Both of them looked tan and blissful. Anna's sun-kissed skin did wonders for her pale looks, making her white hair seem even more exotic. They both had to wear glamours while in Greece but only over their eyes. Fiery irises couldn't be explained by contacts. Now that they were home, their blazing stares were on full display, along with their bright smiles. Within the dark stone room, the couple shone like stars. “It was fantastic!” Roarke exclaimed. “We laid on the beach and swam in the ocean and made lo—” Anna smacked her husband's chest just in time and then looked pointedly at their son, Hunter, who was standing between them, holding their hands. Hunter looked up expectantly at his father; no doubt wondering what his parents had made in Greece. Hunter was a mini version of Roarke; fiery cat eyes, dashing good looks, and ebony hair. Seeing him staring up at his father with such sublime innocence while Roarke looked anything but, amused me to no end. I burst out laughing. “We made lots of sandcastles,” Roarke corrected himself smoothly. “Sandcastles everywhere; the most glorious sandcastles I've ever made.” I laughed harder while Anna rolled her eyes. Hunter had stayed behind in Faerie while his parents went to Greece, much to his chagrin. His mother explained that honeymoons are for the couple only, and he had finally relented. But Hunter had missed his parents fiercely, and his relief at their return was obvious. A week must have seemed like an eternity for a child who hadn't been separated from his adoring parents since he was a baby. “What are sandcastles?” Hunter asked eagerly. “You take wet sand and form it into shapes,” his mother explained. “You can make any kind of sculpture you wish, it doesn't have to be a castle, but people seem to enjoy those the most.” “Yes. Your mother and I made lots of different kinds.” Roarke smiled at his son and then waggled his brows at his wife. “Stop it.” Anna smacked her husband in the chest again. “That doesn't sound like a smart thing to build a castle out of.” Hunter scowled up at his parents in confusion. “They're for fun, Son.” Roarke ran his hand playfully over Hunter's mop of curls. “You make them and then leave them for the ocean to wash away.” “Like my wooden blocks?” “Yes, exactly,” Anna confirmed. “Except the water knocks them down instead of you. Although, you could if you wanted to.” “I want to make sandcastles!” Hunter declared. “We'll go back again,” Roarke promised. “All three of us.” “Really?” “Really.” Roarke nodded. “Yay!” Hunter looked over at my twin sons, Rian and Brevyn, who were standing among the throng that had come in with them. “I'm going to the greasy place to destroy sandy castles!” “Yay!” My boys joined him in celebrating. “It's Greece, Son. Not greasy,” Roarke tried to correct Hunter, but the boys
