Free The Magician's Mistake (The Fay Morgan Chronicles Book 1) by Katherine Sparrow

at all that someone such as he existed? I wanted to keep looking and never look away. What the hell had happened that I would decide to so thoroughly banish him?
    I bit my lip and held tight to my own hand to keep from reaching for him. “I’ve been wondering what to do now that the spell is breaking. There are three options. I could just tear the thing apart. Come what may.”
    “Come what may,” he agreed.
    “But it is a huge spell. The small break is giving me headaches and nosebleeds. Perhaps I should not risk breaking it and letting loose a deranged Morgan le Fay on the world.”
    “Perhaps not.”
    “Or I could move to a new city, repair the spell, and return to my quiet life, none the wiser that you ever existed.”
    His eyes burned. He said nothing.
    “Damn it man, are you going to make me spell out the third option?”
    Merlin held entirely still. “Yes.”
    “Fine. The third option is that I could let the spell break slowly. But I would be vulnerable as it did. As the spell breaks, all the creatures across the world would be able to find me, and I’m betting more than a few of them would love to try their hand at destroying me, especially if word got out my memory was diminished. I would be blind, not knowing what might be coming for me, with my mind so compromised.”
    “And?” he said.
    I sat up straight. “And I would need help. I would need someone who knew my history. I would need someone who was strong and magical to help me as I would continue to have blackouts and seizures from my returning memories. I would need you to stay.”
    He let out a long sigh. “And is that the only reason you ask?”
    “No. Dammit Merlin, perhaps this is entirely wrong and self-destructive, but I don’t think it was a mistake that you found me. Now that you are here, you can’t leave. I want to make more and recent memories with you and now that I remember you exist, you are haunting me and I’d rather you just stuck around so I wouldn’t feel so bothered by your absence.” I took a deep breath. “Unless of course that thought is abhorrent to you. I do not know what I’ve done to you or what you think of me.”
    Merlin moved around the table and pulled me into his arms. We held each other hard, we pressed ourselves against each other, and his kisses? Well, he had learned a thing or two since the ninth century.
     
    The End.
     

Preview of The Dragon’s Secret , Book 2 of The Fay Morgan Chronicles
     
    Chapter 1: A Hundred Forest Fires
     
     
    “You didn’t,” Lila said.
    “I did.”
    My shop assistant and I walked through Pike Place market and sipped our coffees from Ghost Alley Espresso. It had been made for us by a flirty, straight-edge vampire. We were on our way to open up my store, Morgan’s Ephemera, housed in the lower levels of the market.
    “You didn’t,” Lila said again.
    I sighed. “Yes. I really did. I thought it would be best to be direct with Merlin. The tactic has never failed me before. And in any case, we were lovers for decades. I didn’t know what else to do.”
    We walked past the fish-throwers packing fresh salmon into the shaved ice.
    “So you for reals showed up at Merlin’s hotel suite wearing only a trench coat and heels? Baller move, Morgan,” Lila said.
    I sighed again. “Enough talk of the man who is much too much of a gentleman.” I remembered the way his eyes had coursed up and down my body, hot and hungry. I remembered how he had told me to cover up as he invited me in for a perfect cup of black tea before sending me home. “Tell me of your studies, Lila. Have you started on Caliban and the Witch?”
    “It’s so weird.”
    “The capitalist battle against the rebel woman’s body?” I asked.
    Lila rolled her eyes. “No, I mean what is even up with Merlin? The two of you had that one perfect kiss two months ago, and now—”
    “Now there is nothing to talk about. He wants nothing to do with me.”
    We walked by the flower sellers putting out riotous