About Fionn O' the Fae 2: It's Fairy Possible
by Kiernan Kelly
22 pages
/ 10000 words
ISBN: 978-1-60370-091-7, 1-60370-091-9
Available file types - html, lit, pdf, prc
Fionn is back! He’s learned how to control his curse. Kind of. He can put the book that calls him in the right hands, and he’s getting a lot more action out of it!
Daniel O’Connell has been looking for Fionn’s book his whole life, so obsessed with finding it that he owes some very unsavory folks. If he doesn’t come up with the book soon, he might end up dead. When he does find the book, and Fionn, he thinks his prayers have been answered. But will Daniel be able to give Fionn of the Fae what he needs as well?
Sample
“Fionn!”
Danu’s voice rumbled and echoed throughout Tir Na Nog, reaching Fionn’s ears even though he sat miles away on his favorite, flat black rock, one that overlooked the aquamarine sea.
Och, he thought as he winced, a shiver running down his spine, that woman ‘tis shrill enough to shatter glass. “Don’t get your knickers in a knot! I’m coming,” he mumbled under his breath as he stood and stretched. Hanging from a fine gold chain around his neck was a small, round mirror set in a mother-of-pearl casing, his only adornment other than a narrow strip of green plaid that he wore slung low around his lean hips.
Tall and powerful, Fionn’s body was a study in perfection. Each muscle was honed tight and exquisitely sculpted, covered with flawless, sleek golden skin. Piercing green eyes the color of Éire herself were fringed with thick, golden-brown lashes and elegantly arched eyebrows. His face was that of an angel, or perhaps a Greek god, although he’d smirk at the comparison whenever it was made within range of his hearing. In Fionn’s opinion, neither the gods nor the angels could hold a candle to him.
He took one last look of longing at the gently lapping waves of the sea as they kissed the black rocks of Tir Na Nog, and disappeared.