Junior’s back from Mexico with his movie star entrourage. Beck is using his half demon charms to “heal” a new girl. Mom’s still wacky and now she’s dating Principal Hostetler!Chapter One
High school is still an obstacle course of drama queens, bullies and nutjobs. The Trimarks are still a menace and the moonstone pendant has reveale even more mind boggling powers. In other words, Allie Emerson’s life as the Girl Voted Least Likely To Save The World From Evil has gone from Weird to Super Charged Super Weird, and it’s about to get even weirder.
“You’re a faery princess.” So says the mysterious and handsome Ryker, whose talents include turning himself into a hawk. Not to mention he and Allie are destined to marry. In faery land—Boundless. If they can save it from forces even more deadly than Trimarks and high school.
The third book in the Unbidden Magic series plunges readers into a rich other world of danger,humor, romance, fable, fairytale and magical destiny.
I bit my lip but a little yelp of alarm escaped. It was officially time to panic. My panty drawer was empty.
Faye, my mother, was hovering nearby. Actually, she couldn’t have been anywhere but close by because our home was a twenty-four foot travel trailer? Sigh. Long Story.
She tapped her forehead. “Well, duh, Allie. It is Saturday . . . laundry day.”
Oops. I’d totally forgotten that my reign as queen of the annual Fruit Bowl Festival coincided with Designated Laundry Day. I mean, geez, can you blame me? It’s not like I’ had a lot of practice being the queen of anything, much less the biggest deal in Peacock Flats, Washington, population 922.
After a prolonged sigh of disgust, Faye said, “Too late to buy new ones. You’ll have to wear mine.”
“Eeewww,” I said.
“Beggars can’t be choosers,” Faye said.
I followed Faye down the short hallway to her bedroom. Technically, I guess it could be called a bedroom. It had a bed. What it didn’t have was room. Faye and I were squished together between the end of the bed and a wall lined with built-in drawers.
Faye rummaged around in a drawer and pulled out a tiny scrap of nylon, a gift from her former boyfriend, Brain Dead Roy. Skimpy, bright red and two sizes to small for Allie.
“Get real!” I said, trying to keep the sneer out of my voice. “Like I’d wear something your boyfriend gave you for Valentine Day.”
Faye rolled her eyes and muttered, “Ex boyfriend. This is my last clean pair. I can’t help it if you don’t plan ahead.”
“Well, I’m not wearing those. They’re too small.”
“Fine,” Faye snapped. “Wear dirty ones.”
“I can’t,” I wailed. “I’m the queen!”
“For Pete’s sake, Allie, it’s not like anyone can to see them under that.”
That was a voluminous plum-colored gown spread out on her bed.
I sighed in defeat. She was right, of course, but I didn’t have to like it.
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A former teacher, coach and school counselor, Marilee lives in Washington State and writes full time. Her books include Castle Ladyslipper, a medieval romance, The Rock and Roll Queen of Bedlam, winner of the 2010 Booksellers Best award for romantic suspense, Moonstone, Moon Rise, Moon Spun, Shadow Moon, and Midnight Moon. Marilee is a member of the Romance Writers of America, Pacific Northwest Writers Association and the Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators.
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