Bound (A Faery Story 1)

DLs on the subject are correct, there are a lot of similarities between

the two. Think of it like this—our planes started out on the same

track, but humans took over your plane, and vampires were the

evolutionary winners on mine. There are bound to be many, many

similarities.”

“Like the potato song,” Meg mused.

“You have that, too? Funny how that happens sometimes. I’ve

heard you can run into yourself on planes like that. The Vampire

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plane and the human plane are parallel. I wonder if there’s another me

on the human plane. I bet I’m getting an enormous amount of tail

there.”

“Hush,” Rhys said. “It’s starting.”

Meg leaned forward and watched as a line of men walked out

from the far side of the arena. A masculine voice boomed loudly,

announcing each as they walked through. It was easy to tell the Fae

males from the vampires. The Fae wore only pants and boots. Their

chests were bare, and their long hair was pulled back and knotted

behind their heads. The vampires wore long sleeves and gloves on

their hands. They wore sunglasses like Dante’s, and their shirts came

with a hood covering their heads.

“We burn easily,” Dante said when she asked about it. “Our skin

is very delicate. The sun on our plane isn’t as strong as the others. We

don’t have a lot of ultraviolet light. Dellacorp is currently working on

a cream that will protect the skin.”

“Yes, it’s called sunscreen.” Meg felt a strange sense of pride.

Score one for the humans. “We piddling humans came up with it long ago.”

“Seriously? You don’t happen to have any of that on you? I could

make a killing with that.” Dante’s business sense was quickly shelved