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Hi everyone,

I hope you're having a great week. This week I got back my revamped covers for the Nymph's revenge series. They look super awesome and I'll be doing a cover reveal sometime soon to celebrate, but the covers won't go live on Amazon until I've finished revamping book 1.

Unfortunately, "Snow's Captive" didn't get into the anthology, but the good news is that you all will be getting the full story for FREE, so keep an eye out for that next week.

On the writing front, I'm now on Chapter 16 edits for Amy's Rebellion, so I have another excerpt for you. This excerpt shows Opal figuring out why Dusk felt so familiar to her.

WARNING: Dusk is misgendered by Opal in this snippet.

Dusk is that you?

“Because I might have found something more powerful than the curse,” she said through gritted teeth.

“You mean the girl who slipped through your fingers. I have no doubt that you will fail to retrieve her." 

"Shut up," Opal yelled, and the dragon went silent, but her laughter echoed through Opal’s mind, taunting her as she searched for Dusk. 

Opal pulled out a crystal quartz pendulum and placed her palm to its surface. The stone gave off a misty white aura, and pulled slightly to the left, so she went down the corridor. 

The signal was weaker than expected. Usually, it would tug her around corners like a large dog in desperate need of a walk, but this was more of a gentle pull. Did he fall asleep on the job? She thought as she headed towards him.  

Her footsteps clunked on the metal floors and echoed through the corridors. As she grew closer to him, the aura grew stronger, and she saw something she hadn't planned for. 

Leaning against the wall was someone with dark black hair like Dusk's plastered to their face with sweat, but with a slighter stature and longer, thinner arms. They wore the black pants Dusk always wore, but a familiar pocket watch with a glittering black cat's eye at its center stared back out at Opal. Their lips were full and pink and the black stubble on their chin was gone. When they looked up, their amber eyes widened and she caught a glimpse of a brown device on their ear. “O-opal. It’s not what it looks like.”

Now she knew why she’d been drawn to Dusk when they’d first met. Dusk was really Cat.

When Cat’s gaze caught hers, she crossed her hands over her chest. The familiar features morphed, the full lips thinned, and her figure lengthened. The familiar image vanished before her eyes. The hearing aid disappeared. Dusk was standing before Opal once more. 

Her blood boiled. Why would she lie to me? 

His, no her, lip curled up in a faint grin. "Hi Opal. How long have you been standing there?"

Opal’s arms crossed over her chest. "Long enough. When were you planning on telling me about your little secret, Cat?"

Cat leveled a cold stare at Opal. Her voice came out low and rough. "I'm not Cat. I never was. That was who my mother wanted me to be, who the clan wanted me to be."

Opal shook her head. "If that’s true, why didn't you just tell me who you were?"

Cat bit her lip. "Because I had a feeling you wouldn't accept me for who and what I am, and based on your reaction just now I was right." Cat shoved her hands in her pockets.

Anger swelled in Opal’s chest. "You’re wrong. If you hadn’t lied, I would have accepted you.”

Cat dug a hand from her pockets. Talons grew from her fingertips. “Fine. You want to know the truth? I’m not just an enchantment mage, I’m a shifter too just like I told you when you found me that day. I didn’t lie, I just told you what I needed to so you wouldn’t kill me on the spot.” Cat glanced at the floor. “My mother spouted the same lies when I told her I was an enchantor, not an enchantress. What I did doesn’t void my eligibility for acceptance. It’s your own stubbornness that did that.” her hands shook at her side.

Opal gritted her teeth. “You have some nerve. If you don't want me to toss you to the Magic Council, you'll go and fetch Amy for me and take this wretched creature with you,” She slid the lynx across the floor to Cat as it panted heavily. 

Cat grabbed the lynx by the scruff of its neck. Her eyes narrowed in a glare "As you wish, Argentum."

"That's not my name." Opal hissed.

"Neither is Cat." She answered and strode out of the room head held high. 

The dragon whispered in her ear. "I didn't even have to intervene that time. You played the part of villain excellently there. Perhaps I'm beginning to rub off on you."

"Shut up." Opal boomed.

Excalibur's voice was a weak whisper in her mind. "You could make it up to him if you went and apologized."

"I'm not apologizing, she’s not a him, and I'm not a villain. Will you both just shut up."

Opal slammed her fist into the wall and strode out of the room, trying to banish the image of Cat's features contorted in a grimace. I’m sorry Cat. I failed you just like I did back then.

END OF EXCERPT

I've uploaded some of the draft of Amy's Rebellion to Patreon and will be doing exclusive short stories there each month if you want to see more stories and snippets from me.

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I think you might like this one since it has dark Fae like in the Nymph's revenge series.

I also found this one which sounds awesome. It's a fairytale/goose girl story. And the cover is gorgeous.

Now, I have a question for you. 

If you were in a book would you be the hero, villain, or the morally grey character?

Hm. I feel like I'd probably be the morally grey character or a very chaotic good hero.

That's all I've got for you today. Have a great day and stay safe.

Sincerely,

Julia

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