* Sweet Fantasy* . Is this what humans called a mid-life crisis? Kelian wondered, wandering around the noisy, crowded midway at Mystic’s Carnival. Although determining when mid-life might occur for a centuries-old banshee who would still be around for an endless millennia – should her families live on at … Read the rest 
*paranormal romance* *urban fantasy* . The tent flap brushed aside and the lights flickered on. The illumination was dim―just enough to prevent patrons from tripping or walking into a supporting pole. It was Bart’s fifth visit this week, and it was only Monday. He probably didn’t even need the light. With the number of times … Read the rest 
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