A midnight arrival changes Connor’s life forever. The humans won the war nearly two decades ago. For Riona, the war never ended. This is a fantasy serial podcast set in two time periods, about a young man with budding magical talent, a young woman who fears the power in her blood, and an emergin…
He smiled curiously down at Riona, as if this was a kind of joke. “Does he know?” The post Wingtorn: Arrest – Chapter 14 – Book 3 first appeared on Faery Ink Press.
His eyebrows lifted. His lips parted slightly. A nod. An agreement passed between them as she held out her hand. The post Wingtorn: Arrest – Chapter 13 – Book 3 first appeared on Faery Ink Press.
This was no dream. The fae had come for her. The post Wingtorn: Arrest – Chapter 12 – Book 3 first appeared on Faery Ink Press.
“I don't want you to think of something,” she said tiredly. “I just wanted you to know.” The post Wingtorn: Arrest – Chapter 11 – Book 3 first appeared on Faery Ink Press.
He planned. He trained. He waited with purpose until the guards showed weakness. The post Wingtorn: Arrest – Chapter 10 – Book 3 first appeared on Faery Ink Press.
“You'll have a more difficult time arresting me,” she warned him coolly. The post Wingtorn: Arrest – Chapter 9 – Book 3 first appeared on Faery Ink Press.
“So names are important. But what about deeds, and quality of character?” The post Wingtorn: Arrest – Chapter 8 – Book 3 first appeared on Faery Ink Press.
“Is…he all right in there?” Connor asked hoarsely, emptily feeling the question descend into a void from which there was no escape. The post Wingtorn: Arrest – Chapter 7 – Book 3 first appeared on Faery Ink Press.
The anger. It boiled her. Gave her strength. Power. She felt the rush of it pump through her veins, sharpening her vision as she took in the boy who had the audacity to assume he controlled— The post Wingtorn: Arrest – Chapter 6 – Book 3 first appeared on Faery Ink Press.
Someone was screaming. And that someone wasn't human. The post Wingtorn: Arrest – Chapter 5 – Book 3 first appeared on Faery Ink Press.
He couldn't leave. Not without leaving her. The post Wingtorn: Arrest – Chapter 4 – Book 3 first appeared on Faery Ink Press.
"Ever heard of the phrase, nothing like violent hospitality?" The post Wingtorn: Arrest – Chapter 3 – Book 3 first appeared on Faery Ink Press.
Riona sneered at him. “This is life or death for me.” The post Wingtorn: Arrest – Chapter 2 – Book 3 first appeared on Faery Ink Press.
CHAPTER ONE - RionaRiona Morpleth watched the hunter check his quiver not twice, but three times as he exited the cabin and trudged into the woods towards her hiding spot in the tree. Her leg cramped, her torn wing ached, and overall, it was not a good day to be a half-fae. Living on the run […] The post Wingtorn: Arrest – Chapter 1 – Book 3 first appeared on Faery Ink Press.
This is a recap episode for WINGTORN! It includes SPOILERS for seasons (books) one and two – Arrival and Allegiance. Once you listen to this episode, you’ll be equipped to skip ahead to chapter one of ARREST, releasing July 8, 2021. YAY!! The post Wingtorn: RECAP! Seasons 1 & 2 (Arrival & Allegiance) first appeared on Faery Ink Press.
Wingtorn 3 (Arrest) returns in 2 weeks on July 8th! The post Wingtorn: Returns in 2 Weeks first appeared on Faery Ink Press.
Wingtorn 3: Arrest returns to your ears July 2021!
Fingal pressed his lips together in a contemptuous smile as he held up his bandaged hand. “Off to a roaring start.”
He inhaled sharply and pursed her lips—her eyes suddenly wide as she stared right at him. “I tried…and I wasn’t fast enough…”
"If I abandon her, I’m abandoning myself."
Fingal glanced at the destroyed scaffolding. “Is this an interrogation, Captain?”
She reached out a hand as one of the red embers grazed her cheek and faded into her skin.
“I was trying to fly,” she replied, wriggling out of his grip with an unsatisfied pout.
“You have to leave,” Riona said again to Connor, ignoring the bandit that hoisted her to her feet.
“As a member of the Guard, I’m used to being uncomfortable,” Galen said. “Right, lads?”
“You don’t know what it’s like for me. So until you do, don’t ever tell me what to do.”
“I am very real,” she said definitively.
Brendan had plans and dreams, and children sometimes complicated such things.
Fingal didn’t have a place here. And neither did Riona.
Riona was unmoved. “He almost killed me.”
“Strange family name,” Captain Stovel noted. “Where are you from originally?”
Everyone he’d ever known hated him. Except for Riona. A girl he’d only just met.
This episode is a little different! I talk a little bit about who I am, how I wrote Wingtorn, behind the scenes stuff, and I give some writing advice as well!
He couldn't save her. Not this time.
He didn’t trust her. That was understandable. She only needed him to be safe.
"There will come a day when her magic will start to bloom. It could be tomorrow. It could be ten years from now. And you won’t be able to control her. Only then, will I come for her."
He would rather die than not be in control of his actions.
He would remember this moment. He would find the people who did this to his parents and make them pay.
She couldn't be like her mother, allowing people to participate and revel in her exterior beauty, and warp it to serve ulterior motives.
She longed for a love he wasn't sure he was ready to give...if he had any at all.
“When it’s just the two of us, I’m going to call you by your real name. It will be a secret, between you and me. No one deserves to live forever under a fake name.”
Forget the books. She would raze the whole library if it meant keeping Connor—and even his family—safe. It was the good thing to do.
"Why me, your majesty?" Fingal said. She seemed surprised he'd asked. "Because, dear one. You have the heart of a man who does what he's told."
He felt the ghost of her grip on his mind, urging him to follow her off the road, through the trees...and beyond.
"We could save lives and prevent another war. We don’t want to create more veterans."
She smiled at him strangely, and he felt an internal tug of magic—as if a look was all it took for her to know everything about him.
A violet wing unfurled from the girl, nearly twice the width of her body, with fringed ends and a translucent white center. Then another, on the other side: her left wing was torn and only half there.