Reign (An Unfortunate Fairy Tale 4)

“Fine,” Nan said. “If we can’t go to the café, then we shop. Shopping is the cure for everything. Plus, I’m not letting you out of my sight until you tell me everything…and I mean everything.”

Ever frowned. “Well, I don’t think—”

“Nope,” Nan interrupted. “We’re going to Lacey’s Boutique. I’ve made up my mind. It’s across town. Let’s go.”

Reluctantly, Ever and Mina got back on the next bus while Nan grilled them.

Once Nan learned that Ever was a pixie, she couldn’t stop talking to her about it. Mina didn’t mind shopping for dresses with Ever. In fact, recently, she had enjoyed the Fae girl’s company. Maybe they’d bonded over their grief at losing Jared or something. Still, she’d obviously done something to anger Ever again…which had never really taken a whole lot of effort.

“Do it again,” Nan whispered encouragingly to Ever. Nan had quickly bonded with Ever and had even gotten the pixie to show off a few of her gifts. Something that Mina had never even thought to ask about.

“Sure, pick someone.” Ever leaned back in the seat and put on a pair of white skull sunglasses—feigning sleep. She looked relaxed in her dark denim jacket over her striped pink tank and black skinny jeans. Her army boots were laced with skull shoelaces, and her nails were painted an awesome crackle black color.

Nan sat next to her wearing red skinny jeans and a chevron striped shirt with bangles up her left arm. Her blonde hair flowed down her back, and she looked angelic, with the sunrays coming through the bus windows making her hair glimmer.

Night and day. Dark and light. Fae and Human. Her two friends, worlds apart yet so similar. Mina sighed and ran her hands up and down her sensible denim shorts and Dead Prince Society shirt. This one was a faded gray with black letters, which were perfect with her gray All-Star shoes. Mina didn’t curl her hair, but let it hang loose in ponytail over her left shoulder.

“Um…that one.” Nan gestured with her head toward the front of the bus where a gentleman in a suit sat reading a paper.

“You sure?” Ever pulled the glasses down to zero in on her target.

“Yep,” Nan answered.

“Child’s play.” Ever flicked her finger toward the man and then quickly turned away.

Not Nan. Nan leaned forward and watched as the newspaper flew out of the man’s hands and scattered across the bus floor. He quickly jumped up and tried to pick up the pieces before they were stepped on by the oncoming passengers.

“Well, then you pick one,” Nan whispered trying to not laugh or look in the man’s direction.

“Fine, but see if you can catch me doing it.” Ever smiled and waited for the new passengers to enter the bus and find seating. When the bus had closed its doors and pulled off again, she picked her victim.

At first Mina couldn’t see what Ever was doing. But then she saw that a plump red-haired woman reading a very large hardcover book was having issues turning the page. The exasperated woman gripped the back of the book and tried to separate the page she’d just finished from the ones in the back. It held.

She picked at it with her nail. Still nothing.

The woman put the book on her lap, and all of a sudden, all of the pages started flipping. They stopped at the last page.

She stuttered out in surprise but looked relieved that the pages turned. Until she realized she couldn’t get the book to open from the beginning.

“She doesn’t need to be reading those kind of books anyway,” Ever said. The woman exited the bus at the next stop, and the girls watched her throw the book in the nearest dumpster. “That’s right. The end.” Ever smiled.

“That was so cool!” Nan fawned a bit, and Ever shrugged her shoulders.

“It seemed kind of mean,” Mina said.

“Eh, it’s not that great a book. I’ve read it. She’ll thank me for saving her five hours of her life. The main character dies in the end.”

The bus dropped them off three blocks from Lacey’s Boutique. And Mina had just explained about the Grimoire and the curse.

Nan frowned, “So does it strictly deal with the Grimm tales?”

Ever nodded her head. “Most of the time, yes. They’ve gotten harder over time, though, because they morph as they unfold. Truthfully, I’m not sure even if Mina finished the tales that the quests or demands would stop.”

“Why would you say that?” Mina asked, feeling sucker punched. She hadn’t expected someone to come right out and say there was no way to beat the curse.

“Well, because I remember where I come from. I know what it’s like on the Fae plane. I knew him before he was—” she made a splitting motion with her hands. “When that happened, I chose to follow his good side here.”

“Ever, can you tell me about it?” Mina asked.