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    Queen of Midnight
    Queen of Midnight
    Queen of Midnight
    Ebook125 pages1 hourThe Midnight Ball

    Queen of Midnight

    By L.L Hunter

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    At the Midnight Ball, your fate is in your hands...

    Since learning the truth of her lineage, and battling not only her own demons, but actual demons, Grace must face one more challenge.
    To find out who her birth father is, Grace must unite all the worlds.
    But history will be rewritten before she can rally an alliance.
    How can she show them she is fit to be Queen, when she doesn’t believe she can be Queen herself?

    In the final epic instalment of the Midnight Ball series,
    Grace Chancellor must journey not only within herself, but to the ends of the earth in order to restore peace throughout the kingdoms.
    The fate of the worlds rests on the shoulders of one young queen.
    Can she become the Queen prophecy foretold?
    Or remain only a girl with magic in her blood?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherL.L Hunter
    Release dateNov 30, 2020
    ISBN9780463882603
    Queen of Midnight
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    L.L Hunter

    L.L. Hunter is the author of over 20 published works, including The Legend of the Archangel Series and The Eden Chronicles. She has studied everything from veterinary nursing, forensic science, and dramatic arts, but has always known her true calling was to be an author. She has been writing since her teens - everything from fan fiction, to song lyrics, to plays and musicals. When not working on her next paranormal romance, she can be found at home in Australia, reading somewhere comfortable with one or both of her “fur babies.” Follow her on Facebook, Twitter @llhunterbooks, and her blog - http://llhunter.blogspot.com.au.Sign up for her newsletter:http://eepurl.com/by8k0r

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      Queen of Midnight - L.L Hunter

      1

      Eddie?!" Grace ran through the Carnival of Aed. It was dusk, and the vendors were already setting up for a night of trading. Lights flickered on, and music started up somewhere within the crowded market. She wished her best friend hadn’t run off as he had, especially after leaving her a note the way he did. For gods’ sake, he was human! Mortal. Any number of things could happen to him in this world.

      As she ran down each aisle of the carnival, vendors eyed her suspiciously.

      She ignored their lingering stares and kept searching.

      Eddie? Eddie!

      He had said the ship would be coming the next morning, but the weather had begun to turn ugly. The Isle of Witches was isolated from the rest of the world, the way the coven liked. There was a storm brewing. Grace could feel it in the air and in her bones. Her magic stirred, slowly awakening.

      I hear we have a new queen, said a mysterious voice, low and menacing. Grace stopped and looked around. She couldn’t see anyone but several market traders erecting tents. She ignored the voice and the feeling of dread it brought and kept walking.

      I haven’t lain with a queen before. Especially not a queen like you.

      The feeling of dread morphed into a sense of utter grossness, and she spun on her heel to face the unknown male and owner of the sleazy words.

      She pulled out her golden dagger and walked toward him. The man, dressed in dirty clothing with stains all over, leaned against the door to a tavern. The sound of other drunk men, followed by the sound of belching and laughter, as well as the scent of urine and ale, drifted out from the busy tavern to the dusky night.

      Listen, mister, I am in no mood to be hit on right now. I am only searching for my friend. So, either leave me alone and go back into the shadows where you belong.

      The man laughed and stepped forward. He took a puff on a cigarette and threw it down into the mud before squashing it under the heel of his well-worn boot.

      I didn’t mean offence, Your Majesty. I was only having fun. When’s the last time you had fun? His words were slurred, and the smell of ale, unwashed clothing, and sweat lingered in the air around him. Grace shuddered but made sure not to reveal that she was scared or disgusted by this drunk.

      She turned on her heel once more, to make him think she was leaving. She knew she shouldn’t engage, but this prick was making playing with him all the more fun. She grinned, spun back around and leapt through the air. She lunged and landed before him, holding her dagger at his throat, the man gasping and staggering backward.

      You know what? I’ve dealt with men like you my entire life. They make me sick, treating women like a possession, a mere plaything for your enjoyment. But I am not yours to play with. I am Grace Mary Chancellor, Queen of Midnight and all the worlds. I am half witch and half goddess, and you should know better than to play games with me. Her eyes glowed gold and luminous, and the moon shone off her golden blade. To onlookers, she looked like a powerful sorceress. But to the drunk man, she hoped she looked like his worst nightmare.

      The man peed himself, ducked, and quickly ran away whimpering.

      What in this world and the next, you’re crazy! he yelled out, escaping back into the darkness, scampering like a sewer rat.

      Grace grinned and spun her dagger in her hand and walked into the tavern. If you were waiting for a ship, there’s only one place you would remain on a night like this.

      She felt confident with her newfound power.

      2

      Captain Fasir stood at the helm of his ship, looking out over the endless blue horizon. This was his world. He was the King of the Seas. He was inside his own mind when his second mate came running across the deck.

      Captain! Captain, come quickly!

      The Fae king turned and narrowed his gaze. Lock, you know better than to disturb me when I’m in my happy place.

      I know, boss. But you have to come. We’ve received news from the witches.

      He rolled his eyes. In his three hundred years, he had received numerous messages from the witches, none that important and worthy of his peace being disturbed. He took a sip from his wine goblet and turned to face his second mate.

      What is it?

      It’s the young queen, Grace of Sydlandia. She’s broken the treaty and the spell!

      Captain Fasir’s metal wine goblet fell from his hand and landed on the deck with a loud clatter, then rolled through the gap into the ocean. He growled.

      How is this possible?

      I don’t know, Captain. But I think you should come to talk to the Queen of Witches. It’s a matter of life and death.

      Blood ran from his face, and the Fae captain grew cold with fear. The last time he had seen or spoken to the Witch queen was seventeen years ago, when the young queen was born.

      Back then, all hell had broken loose. He only hoped hell was literally about to be set free once more.

      The captain made his way to his private quarters where a beautiful woman stood waiting behind his desk. She ran her sharp manicured fingernail along the contours of the map sprawled across his desk.

      Dana, to what do I owe this pleasure?

      Queen Dana looked up from studying the map of the seas and walked toward the Fae captain.

      It’s good to see you again, Fasir. Time at sea has been most cruel. Don’t you men ever take pride in your appearance? She ran her painted black fingernail up and down his jacket. The captain shuddered but moved past her.

      If you’re referring to my unkempt appearance, he said, tugging on his scruffy beard and running his fingers through his shoulder-length hair. Judging by your appearance, on my ship and in my private quarters, I think that’s the least of my worries right now. My second mate said you had news. About the young queen and the treaty.

      You never did have much patience, did you, Fasir. She sighed. Fine. Yes, Grace has indeed managed to break the spell and, therefore, the treaty on all the worlds.

      But, how? I thought she was under your care?

      She sought help from the coven, yes. But she was tricked into breaking the spell by Aed himself. I couldn’t stop her.

      He gave pause, stopping by his desk to pick up the decorative paperweight sitting on top of the map. It was a small spirit bottle with a tiny replica of his ship inside. A gift from Queen Dana herself. But it wasn’t just a paperweight. Fasir held the bottle to his eye level and watched as tiny men ran to and fro on the decks.

      It was a miniature version of this very ship, The Athanatos, a kind of voodoo doll. Anything he did to it, he would do to the vessel itself.

      This is bad. This is very bad.

      And I think this is because Grace once tried to kill Aed.

      Fasir had picked up a knife off his desk and was admiring the sharpness of the blade, but when Dana dropped that little revelation, he dropped the knife. It landed between his boots on the wooden floor. He swore and picked it up.

      I need to set up a meeting with her at once, as well as the other treaty members. We need to know what to do going forward.

      "That’s what I was thinking. I will

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