So in honor of it, here is a sneak peek of Huntsman, I'll be posting a few of these leading up to release day :D
Happy reading,
~Marie
The rustling of leaves
sounded like the rattling of dry bones. Trees—their trunks twisted and
distorted from the magic imbued within the very soil of Wonderland—reached
long, gnarly branches out toward Danika.
The stars shone a brilliant
silver, winking from within the navy blue sky. A sickle shaped smile of sharp
teeth gleamed from inside shadow and somewhere a voice howled. The haunting
sound raised goose bumps on her arms and the fine hairs on the back of her neck.
She flew within the shelter
of a hollow, staring at the ground below littered with the twisted, distorted
bodies of sightless carcasses. Hundreds of dead animals, with limbs torn off
and throats ripped open. A brutal slaughter that brought tears to her eyes.
It’d been eighteen years
since she’d married off the last of her Bad Five, eighteen years of peace and
quiet, eighteen years of being lulled into a false sense that all was well
within her world.
But all was not well. She’d
suspected this time was coming, had seen a glimpse of the future first time
she’d laid eyes on the child. Danika had tried to deny it, tried to wish it
away, to hope that desire could stop reality.
Her heart bled to hear the
sounds of the lonely, constant cries shuddering through the woods. The teeth
returned, floating right in front of her face.
“Cheshire?” Dragonfly wings
buzzed softly behind her back.
A face materialized around
the teeth, a ghostly distortion of fur and stripes. Then a body followed suit,
until finally, a fluffy tabby stared back at her with eyes the color of an
inkwell.
“Godmother?” His lazy drawl
echoed with laughter. “What are you doing in my woods?”
She scoffed. “Your woods. You
wish you fat alley cat. These woods belong to the Hatter.”
Cheshire did a strange
rolling shoulder lift while he licked his paw. Danika shook her head, much as
she loved Hatter, his woods were one she rarely visited and dreaded staying
inside of for too long. The sensuous curl of white fog wrapped itself around
the cat’s body, as if he were readying to vanish into the ether once again.
She may not like the cat, but
she preferred his company to being alone in this warped portion of Kingdom.
“Have you seen the creature?”
she asked quietly, heart thumping loudly as she strained to hear every creak,
groan, and whistle surrounding them.
“Mmmm. I have,” he purred,
long and loud and low, the rumbling vibrations of it causing his fur to stir
and fluff. “Beautiful madness.”
“Where is it?” She hugged her
arms to her chest, the howls had stopped, which meant it could now be anywhere. She wanted to leave, wanted to leave now.
“It? You mean she. Do you
not?”
She closed her eyes. To think
of it as anything other than an it
would make this task impossible. Oh goddess, this wasn’t supposed to happen.
Not to Alice and Hatter, they’d gone through so much, this shouldn’t have
happened. How she wished she had Miriam’s wise guidance once again, her truest
and best friend would have known what to do, how to fix this.
“I meant exactly what I said.
Where did you see it last?” She lifted her chin, voice stern, refusing to allow
an ounce of sympathy to leak into her words.
His smile stretched from ear
to ear, full of nothing but sharp, little teeth that made him look
frighteningly macabre. An impossibly long tongue licked at the fur around his
eyes.
“Silver girds her loins, fire ripples at her feet.”
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