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The Christmas Dragon by Ruthanne Reid

THE CHRISTMAS DRAGON (NOVELETTE)

The box jumped.

Boxes are not supposed to jump. It’s a law somewhere, I think. Maybe Guyana. Apparently not in New Hampshire, because the box kept jumping.

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Strings by Ruthanne Reid

STRINGS (NOVELETTE)

My music made a lovely magic. It was tiny magic, sure, but effective: it thickened the air and deepened the candles’ warm light, caressed the listener like intimate fingertips and teased sleeping nerve-endings toward a gently quivering wakefulness.

Go, me. I made it all happen.

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Half Shell Prophecies by Ruthanne Reid

HALF-SHELL PROPHECIES

My name is Katie Lin, and two months ago, I adopted a baby dragon.

Well. Technically, the dragon adopted me. Also technically, the dragon is now with my uncle, who’s keeping it because also-also-technically, the baby is really the fulfillment of a prophecy about the “Starling Child” and might be able to lead the Red and Black dragon clans closer to peace.

It sounds grand, doesn’t it? Epic adventure of a lifetime? Maybe for someone who didn’t grow up in a magical household.

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The Sundered by Ruthanne Reid

THE SUNDERED

The world I know is flooded.

The water’s black. You don’t go in the water. You don’t touch it. If you do, it will get you, drag you down, and you’re gone.

I believe the world wasn’t always this way—that once there was land that stretched forever and water that held no danger—but that doesn’t set me apart. What sets me apart, makes me different, is I believe it can go back to that.

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Short Stories


Bonus Stories for HALF-SHELL PROPHECIES

EXPECTED

JONATHAN

JONATHAN DIDN’T KNOW HE WASN’T HUMAN. But then, even if he had, it wouldn’t have changed a thing.

NO REPARATIONS ARE EXPECTED AT THIS TIME

THIS WAS A VERY BAD DAY. Salis buffed his shoes, ironed his uniform, used magic to change the shade several times until the seams began to fray, and finally gave up and purchased a brand new one.

He’d needed one anyway. Half-troll heritage made regular clothing replacement necessary.

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SEED - short stories between NOTTE and THE SUNDERED

SEED

RAVENNA

SHE USUALLY DID NOT COME WHEN CALLED. Of course she knew this was dangerous. He could force her; He could just make her do it, just snap His fingers and control her. Of course He never did, but that wasn’t the point. He could. That was all.  So she didn’t always obey. It was better to dare Him. To challenge Him. But this time, this one rare time, she decided to heed His invitation.

TERRANCE

“ARE YOU PREPARED?” said Notte.

Terrance looked up. He’d posed in the doorway like Gene Kelly gone rogue, all knife-slim and limber as a whip. “Yeah.”

“Be certain. You will not have help.” Notte rose. The tea was cold, the delicate bone china almost translucent in his dark hands.

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NERO IS MAD, OF COURSE

ROME BURNS.

The great city yawns and gasps in its death-throes. Stone cracks, and screams rise to heaven on wings of smoke with feathers of ash.

I fear this is partly my fault.

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THE BIG PALOOKA

A GIRL’S GOTTA DANCE before she knows she’s alive.

Don’t give me any bushwa about that, either, because I know the truth. Until she’s out there, letting her body do what it wants, glowing for the world to see, she hasn’t lived at all.

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CLUB HEDGIE

CLUB HEDGIE

ONCE UPON A TIME, there was a hedgehog who thought he was a fairy.

It didn’t really bother him that he lacked wings (somebody had to balance out all that gauzy softness), or that he couldn’t produce light and sparkles on demand (those were overrated skills, and it was much more interesting to be able to sniff out beetles three inches under the soil). He knew he was a fairy, and that was that.

THE DOCTOR WILL SEE YOU NOW

“I HAVE TO DO PHYSICAL WHAT?”

“Therapy. Physical therapy. It’s a human concept.” Doctor Moore scribbled on his yellow pad and tore off the page. “The details.”

Grey took it with an expression that suggested he didn’t understand his own behavior. His long ears quirked back like a puzzled cat’s. “Physical therapy? Can you do that?”

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INFERNO

THE KINDLY LIGHT OF THE SETTING SUN

IT WAS HER LAST DAY, AND TSEHAY HAD BIG PLANS.

When dawn bloomed over the jagged edge and steel-blue water of Winter Harbour, Maine, she was there. The sun kissed his way through the clouds and found her face already turned up to reciprocate, hands outstretched, her whole body arching in welcome.

DANTE’S INFERNO

DANTE WAS FAIRLY SURE he wasn’t supposed to be looking down  at the princess right now. Sure, the heteronormative pattern dictated he’d be a little taller, but not like this. This was wrong. About two stories’ worth of wrong.

 

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