Stanley was feeling a lot more optimistic about his chances of getting the new network up and running in short order. Over the past week, he'd had the electricians in, the server room raised flooring was in, the diesel generator was installed on the roof, the server room racks were being installed right now by a crew of workers, and he had three of the key servers in his office having their software installed.On the personal side, he'd moved into his new condo and as promised he had furniture. Hand me downs from VRL except for the new bed. There were sheets and towels and he had a housekeeper who let herself in every morning to prepare him breakfast and when he got home there was dinner for him on the table. So far, he'd only caught glimpses of her as she ducked out the door in the morning and at night but he always called out his thanks. She was a tiny thing. Japanese, he thought, with a thing for colored wigs. He swore he'd seen red, pink, green, blue, and violet hair. All of it lo
"Wow! You are a terrible liar," Stanley exclaimed. "Now, who are the Fae Council and why should I be concerned," he insisted.Camila looked guiltily at Sigrid who frowned then nodded. Camila turned back to Stanley. "Paloma lost her glamor when she overdosed on your energies. We had to call in a Fae to create a new glamor for her. It almost didn't work because of her oversaturation. The Fae wanted to know where the energy came from. She informed us that she was going to report her findings to the Fae Council who would investigate. So far no one has shown up. This isn't like them at all.""Maybe it was just an idle threat? Maybe no one is coming," Stanley suggested."The Fae don't make idle threats," Camila said with a frown.Stanley looked at the two women who were both lost in their concern. He knew nothing about the Fae Council and had no idea what it meant that they hadn't acted. He could provide nothing positive to this worry session so he headed for the door. "I don't have the tim
Stanley woke with the distinct impression that someone was watching him. It had to be his new housekeeper as no one else had keys to his condo and he could smell something good cooking in the kitchen. He opened his eyes and looked at the end of his bed. Long black hair. Very pretty. Petite in stature, a few inches shorter than he was and slim. Her most striking feature though were the five colored fox tails moving behind her back. Red, pink, green, blue, and violet. He had no idea what to make of this. The tails twitched, became the more familiar red, black and white of a fox's tail then vanished behind her."Good morning," she said.He blinked. This was the first time she'd spoken to him. "Good morning.""I am Yuko.""Stanley.""You are a puzzle.""I am?" he asked."A game is being played and you are a key piece. Maybe the key piece," she said with a tilt of her head. "We do not know what the goal of this game is. Is it good or bad? We do not know what will happen if the game is allo
Stanley was excited to get started and wanted to bring Pal- Marisa up to speed on all the updates he'd put in place. "When can we get started?"The three women smiled and Marisa moved forward to follow Stanley out.When the door closed, Camila shared a look with Sigrid. Marisa had just finished filling them in on the Fae's visit the previous day. Camila was shocked to learn her daughter had some strong seer abilities and truthfully was a little hurt this had been kept a secret from her. She understood Marisa's hesitance to let anyone know. The only reason she had divulged it was to punish that bastard Ghammen and to protect Stanley. If Camila and Sigrid read the situation properly the Fae council wouldn't press the issue. One of their own had been caught red handed perpetrating the most heinous of crimes one race could do to another and there was a very plausible answer for their outstanding questions. They'd avoid any overt interference with Marisa.While Marisa hadn't said it out lo
An uncontrolled sob burst from Ulysses. He tried to stop it but he couldn't. Her lip curled as she stepped from his neck and strode away, snapping her glamor back into place. He turned his head to watch her open the door. He willed his troops to fall upon her and tear her to shreds. Instead Camila's wretched pet Valkyrie stood there calmly waiting for her master. His eyes widened as he took in the carnage she stood in. The carpet was soaked in the blood of his warriors but the tall blond didn't appear to have a scratch on her. However, she was wearing splashes of blood from her victims."Are we done here?" Sigrid asked with a bored tone.Camila glanced over her shoulder at the broken man on the floor."Yes," she said turning away with a cold finality.He shuddered and closed his eyes. Broken.Camila and Sigrid took the elevator down, wiping the blood from their shoes off on the cheap carpet.When they stepped out they saw Mr. Duncan leaning against the wall waiting for them. He had mo
"Yes! It was not planned but when you touched my tears this morning I thought I had found my answer. You should have fallen in love with me. It is what happens," she whimpered.He blinked at her. She'd tried to control him with some kind of... biochemical leash? That sounded plausible. He definitely felt something, that tugging at his emotions, clouding his judgement. Somehow it wasn't overpowering and considering how her tears were all over his hands now he must be immune... god, her lips needed kissing- Whoa! He gave his head a shake to clear it. He came back to himself."And all this?" he said gesturing with his arm at his new, beautiful furnishings. His movements ground himself against her and she sighed, her eyes flaring with her lust."Yes! We would be married and I would live with you!" she cried, doubling her efforts to grind against him.He was fully erect now. Far more modest in size than his... other state. He frowned. "Wouldn't you rather have sex with me in my real form?"
He stepped aside and she walked in. She slipped off her shoes when she saw him in his socks and followed him down the hall into the living room, her eyes growing wider, taking in the lovely décor. "Your place is gorgeous! Very... minimalistic but classic... Japanese?" she asked looking at him finally. "Yes... I like it," he finished lamely as it was the truth and he had no way to explain how all this furniture got here. She glanced towards the open bedroom door and squeaked in surprise as a lovely woman in a kimono stepped out of the room and approached. She couldn't take her eyes from the lovely creature. "Ah, this is Yuko. She's my-" "Fiancé," Yuko finished as she took the dish of brownies from Sandy's hands. "Housekeeper! A naughty one at that! Wait, I didn't mean it like that! 'Naughty' in the way she spoke out of turn... just then." Stanley stumbled over his words, his face turning a deep red with embarrassment. "My company hired her to take care of the place," he finished
Camila nodded and he popped up from his chair and hustled away.When the door closed again Camila looked at Sigrid with a worried expression. "Are we in trouble?"Sigrid nodded. "We may be ground zero for whatever she has planned for him.""We need him!" Camila said meaning the company but she realized it was more than that now. She caught Sigrid's eye and knew her friend was thinking along the same lines. The Valkyrie frowned."VRL needs his technical expertise and now that we've experienced the rush of his energy it's not easy to contemplate giving that up." Her frown deepened. "We might have to though.""We don't really know who the players are in this game! Other than his 'adoptive parent' who seems to be the mastermind and won't be sharing her plan, we don't know who else is involved, targeted, or will eventually be impacted. From the hints Yuko gave, it seems at least a faction of the Japanese Spirits Combine has taken an interest in him. He makes them nervous-"The light on Sig