I am Princess Meredith NicEssus. Legal name Meredith Gentry,
because “Princess” looks so pretentious on a driver’s
license. I was the first faerie princess born on American
soil, but I wouldn’t be the only one for much longer...
Merry Gentry, exprivate detective, now full-time
princess,
knew she was descended from fertility goddesses, but when
she learned she was about to have triplets, she began to
understand what that might mean. Infertility has plagued the
high ranks of faerie for centuries. Now nobles of both
courts of faerie are coming to court Merry and her men, at
their home in exile in the Western Lands of Los Angeles,
because they will do anything to have babies of their own.
Taranis, King of Light and Illusion, is a more dangerous
problem. He tried to seduce Merry and, failing that, raped
her. He’s using the human courts to sue for visitation
rights, claiming that one of the babies is his. And though
Merry knows she was already pregnant when he took her, she
can’t prove it.
To save herself and her babies from Taranis she will use the
most dangerous powers in all of faerie: a god of death, a
warrior known as the Darkness, the Killing Frost, and a king
of nightmares. They are her lovers, and her dearest loves,
and they will face down the might of the high courts of
faerie—while trying to keep the war from spreading to
innocent humans in Los Angeles, who are in danger of
becoming collateral damage.