When they’re done with a woman, she’s a mess.

Though they barely credit us with sentience, they have a taste for us in bed. It’s just that the Seelie aren’t quite as lethal as the Unseelie. The only good Fae is a dead Fae in my book.

The Seelie and Unseelie have been smearing their bloody war all over our world since her disappearance, and although some might say I’m being broody and pessimistic, I think the Unseelie are gaining the distinct upper hand over their fairer brethren. In fact, nobody seems to know where she is anymore, and some people are beginning to wonder if she is anymore. Stamping us out like we’re the plague on this planet.Īoibheal, the Seelie Queen of the Light, is no longer in charge. Now that the walls are down, the Hunters are back to killing us again. Dealing with the Fae is like dealing with any addiction-you give in, they’ll own you you resist, they never will. Unlike some people I know, I’m not fascinated by them. Real big difference there: dying or being stuck in Faery until you die. But The Compact forbade the Fae to spill human blood, so for the next six thousand years, give or take a few centuries, those with True Vision-people like me who can’t be fooled by Fae glamour or magic-were taken captive and imprisoned in Faery until they died. for those of you who aren’t up on your Fae history), the Unseelie Hunters hunted us down like animals and killed us. Not since the walls between Man and Faery came down.īut then, there’s not a sidhe-seer alive who’s had a good day since then.īefore The Compact was struck between Man and Fae (around 4000 B.C. My philosophy is pretty simple-any day nobody’s trying to kill me is a good day in my book.

Bloodfever by Karen Marie Moning