My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m the only living heir to all of Faerie. It’s still hard to accept that, but given how often people call me “Princess” or “Your Highness” like it’s my actual name, I can’t deny it. I simply hate that I am. Yeah, it’s going that well. The councils’ win might have seemed small, but the ripples from that decision are drowning me at every turn. I can’t endure the bullying and abuse much longer, and I can’t fight back given the situation my people are in. I’m not sure I care anymore after finding out fairies being awesome was a lie. Most ...

My name is Tamsin Vale… And I’m Queen Meira’s daughter and heir to the light realm. After all I’ve been through, it turns out I’m an actual pri—nope, still can’t say the “P” word. Oh, and my dad’s a demigod. Sure, of course he is.Things aren’t going well given my new status, and too many of the fairy elders are as big of problems as the supe ones. I hear the ancients are worse and overall, it makes it difficult for me to not just bail. This wasn’t what I wanted, and I’m tired of people acting like what they want is a given for me, especially some of my men.I’m ...

My name is Tamsin Vale… And I’m no longer no one. I’m not simply an abandoned orphan without any answers. Granted, most of the answers led me to ask more questions, but I have at least some now. Fairies aren’t what I was promised they would be and I’m certainly not what they want, but I’m the only one who can save them from their magical prisons. They’re the best help I have to fix so many wrongs in the world and keep the ones I love safe, given all the threats against me. And if that wasn’t enough to crack my sanity, I’m still on rocky ground with the men in my life. Why ...

My name is Tamsin Vale… And I don’t know who I am anymore. I only have the labels and titles. There are only the masks I wear to make it through the day and try to survive the pressure. And it’s killing me. Nothing is changing for the better, at least not for me. I’m doing so much to change the lives of millions, but there’s no improvement for me. So many people hate me, want to see me fail or dead that it’s all I see. I can’t get a grip living like this anymore, and no one’s hearing me that I’m serious. I couldn’t work things out with one mate, and now one is doing ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m finally putting myself first. If people won’t listen to me, are so determined to force me to be what they want, then I’m done working with them. I am a person, not something the people of Faerie own or all other supes can use and abuse. So I pulled the emergency brake and it’s time for a reset. I came into this world after my power went crazy and I unintentionally hurt people. This was only supposed to be six years I signed on for, and I was promised they’d teach me control so it never happened again. That promise wasn’t kept. Again… And it’s ...

My name is Tamsin Vale… And I’m no longer the last fairy. I found someone else finally and brought them out of the darkness. A huge part of me wishes I hadn’t. The answers he had weren’t ones I wanted. I can’t trust him, and I don’t think he’s going to be any real help with the serious trouble we’re in. Plus, he’s poking the men in my life and they aren’t handling it well. Everything is shaky right now. I’m on the outs with Mel and everyone has an opinion on that. We win one battle and more evil pops up. I make up with one man in my heart and another hurts me. All I ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and… Uuuuggghhhh! I’m so tired of saying the same things over and over again without enough changing. I get the dirty councils out of the way, and new villains pop up in the form of fairy elders and ancients. I get them handled and the commanders are the problem. I smack them into line and the nobles are my issue. I catch a bunch of them red-handed trying to commit treason, and people are still listening to the lies of the remaining ones. Why do I even bother? Every time they push me too far, the line of what I’ll suffer just gets further and further from what ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and things are going well. No, really! I know that sounds crazy after I broke down and couldn’t tell what was a dream or reality. But I have help. I asked for help which is hard for me. I have someone I can trust to get help from. All of that is progress for my life. Sad, but true. It was a setback on a better path and those will happen. But people are stepping up to help and defend me. I don’t feel so alone handling too much. I feel like a real fairy most days and accepted. And I have hope for the future. Things are great with Darby, and he’s happy about what ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m the last known fairy, fighting to find out what happened to all fairies and our world. But I’m running out of hope, and it has a lot to do with the four pieces of my soul I no longer have with me. Going through one breakup is terrible, but four in rapid succession is… More than one person can handle. I spent all summer fighting for fair folk, and fighting the councils, and fighting for the supes who need it, instead of taking a break. And I’m tired, mostly because I have so much trouble sleeping, missing the men I loved and didn’t want to admit I ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m the last known fairy… And I think I’m out of time. The walls are closing in from all sides and we’re quickly running out of options. But I don’t think help is coming. Making up with Darby and Lucca—having them at my side—has helped my soul, but I’m still missing pieces of it. I want to let Hudson back in, though I don’t know how. And I really wish I could move on from Craftsman. Why can I not let go of the man who nearly destroyed me? There are too many other things I should be focused on. McGrath is circling and must be handled. The warlock ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m about to do something smart… Or something really, really stupid. I give it a 50/50 chance, but keeping quiet on what’s going on with me has bitten me in the arse too many times for me not to admit it. And since my mother’s journal isn’t helping and is heartbreaking to read, it’s time to trust the people who say they care about me. Now that I finally have the answer about Mason, I feel like I can heal from that crazy and focus better on my own needs. No matter what I do, someone will hate it—hate me, so I need to never forget that I have to look ...

My name is Tamsin Vale, and I’m the future queen of Faerie. That’s right, I finally said it. No more being the heir or reminding people I didn’t agree to the job. Now I have and mostly because I think I’ll actually be a good queen. I have the right qualities, and I don’t let the wrong things distract me from what is important. Even if being queen comes with situations and duties not part of the role, but because I’m the most powerful magical wielder in two worlds. Though, I do bring some of that on myself. Like saving Mary Craftsman and any witch or warlock who might go over the...

My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m about to smack people around until they get in line… No, really this time because it almost cost Neldor his life. I refuse to let the lies, biases, and stupidity of the past ruin the future Faerie and her people could have. Not while I’m the damn boss. I knew I might not survive from the moment I swore to find out what happened to my people and stepped into Faerie. And I knew people could be lost in the battles others have taken up with me since. But if we lose someone to evil, that is the price paid for a better future. I refuse to lose someone to ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and… I don’t know what I am. Tired. Yeah, I’m tired and more than normal but also just tired of everything always crazy. I fix one thing and something else goes wrong. We handle the councils and we’re overstepping. We handle the dragons and that’s okay and we should be doing more… But back off our overreaching in how we’re handling refilling the councils. My head just spins, and it doesn’t stop there. The whole last year was like that. Things are going better with Lucca, and everything with Hudson went off the rails. Julian seems to have pulled his ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m pissed. I’m confused. And I’m scared. I’d be an idiot if I wasn’t scared when demons suddenly made a move and someone I love almost died. I’m pissed they did it, confused why now… But I’m also pissed that no one seems to hear me that Cluym messed up and they’re upset with me instead. Classic. I knew life as the future ruler of a world would never be easy, but constantly living where I’m criticized for everything and people don’t always listen to me is difficult. And sometimes I only have myself to blame for not fully committing to the ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m the only living heir to all of Faerie. It’s still hard to accept that, but given how often people call me “Princess” or “Your Highness” like it’s my actual name, I can’t deny it. I simply hate that I am. Yeah, it’s going that well. The councils’ win might have seemed small, but the ripples from that decision are drowning me at every turn. I can’t endure the bullying and abuse much longer, and I can’t fight back given the situation my people are in. I’m not sure I care anymore after finding out fairies being awesome was a lie. Most ...

My name is Tamsin Vale… And I don’t know who I am anymore. I only have the labels and titles. There are only the masks I wear to make it through the day and try to survive the pressure. And it’s killing me. Nothing is changing for the better, at least not for me. I’m doing so much to change the lives of millions, but there’s no improvement for me. So many people hate me, want to see me fail or dead that it’s all I see. I can’t get a grip living like this anymore, and no one’s hearing me that I’m serious. I couldn’t work things out with one mate, and now one is doing ...

My name is Tamsin Vale… And I’m no longer no one. I’m not simply an abandoned orphan without any answers. Granted, most of the answers led me to ask more questions, but I have at least some now. Fairies aren’t what I was promised they would be and I’m certainly not what they want, but I’m the only one who can save them from their magical prisons. They’re the best help I have to fix so many wrongs in the world and keep the ones I love safe, given all the threats against me. And if that wasn’t enough to crack my sanity, I’m still on rocky ground with the men in my life. Why ...

My name is Tamsin Vale… And I’m Queen Meira’s daughter and heir to the light realm. After all I’ve been through, it turns out I’m an actual pri—nope, still can’t say the “P” word. Oh, and my dad’s a demigod. Sure, of course he is.Things aren’t going well given my new status, and too many of the fairy elders are as big of problems as the supe ones. I hear the ancients are worse and overall, it makes it difficult for me to not just bail. This wasn’t what I wanted, and I’m tired of people acting like what they want is a given for me, especially some of my men.I’m ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and things are going well. No, really! I know that sounds crazy after I broke down and couldn’t tell what was a dream or reality. But I have help. I asked for help which is hard for me. I have someone I can trust to get help from. All of that is progress for my life. Sad, but true. It was a setback on a better path and those will happen. But people are stepping up to help and defend me. I don’t feel so alone handling too much. I feel like a real fairy most days and accepted. And I have hope for the future. Things are great with Darby, and he’s happy about what ...

My name is Tamsin Vale… And I’m no longer the last fairy. I found someone else finally and brought them out of the darkness. A huge part of me wishes I hadn’t. The answers he had weren’t ones I wanted. I can’t trust him, and I don’t think he’s going to be any real help with the serious trouble we’re in. Plus, he’s poking the men in my life and they aren’t handling it well. Everything is shaky right now. I’m on the outs with Mel and everyone has an opinion on that. We win one battle and more evil pops up. I make up with one man in my heart and another hurts me. All I ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and… Things are getting better. They’re not all better. That’s not possible in the weeks since I made the deal with all fairies. A little better. I have hope we might not completely self-destruct, so that’s better than where we were over the summer at least. And I think fairies are starting to see me as a person more. What I was willing to do for them gave them a smack upside the head and brought them out of their own fears. Somewhat. It’s definitely going to be a long road to make progress, but that’s expected. I want it all done yesterday and everything ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m the last known fairy, fighting to find out what happened to all fairies and our world. But I’m running out of hope, and it has a lot to do with the four pieces of my soul I no longer have with me. Going through one breakup is terrible, but four in rapid succession is… More than one person can handle. I spent all summer fighting for fair folk, and fighting the councils, and fighting for the supes who need it, instead of taking a break. And I’m tired, mostly because I have so much trouble sleeping, missing the men I loved and didn’t want to admit I ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m the last known fairy… And I think I’m out of time. The walls are closing in from all sides and we’re quickly running out of options. But I don’t think help is coming. Making up with Darby and Lucca—having them at my side—has helped my soul, but I’m still missing pieces of it. I want to let Hudson back in, though I don’t know how. And I really wish I could move on from Craftsman. Why can I not let go of the man who nearly destroyed me? There are too many other things I should be focused on. McGrath is circling and must be handled. The warlock ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and… Uuuuggghhhh! I’m so tired of saying the same things over and over again without enough changing. I get the dirty councils out of the way, and new villains pop up in the form of fairy elders and ancients. I get them handled and the commanders are the problem. I smack them into line and the nobles are my issue. I catch a bunch of them red-handed trying to commit treason, and people are still listening to the lies of the remaining ones. Why do I even bother? Every time they push me too far, the line of what I’ll suffer just gets further and further from what ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and… I’m stressed. Shocker, I know, but being a college senior at the top supe university is hard. Well, now that the curriculum is what I need and challenging. And I’m also the ruler of a whole world including two realms that have been warring for thousands of years that I’m trying to bring together. I also have five mates. Do I really need to justify anything else or why I have a temper? However, I finally feel as if I’m walking the same direction as most of the people in my life. I’ll always be different as the heir of Faerie or the daughter of a ...

My name is Tamsin Vale, and I survived my first semester at Artemis University… And several Biblical plagues. Of all the things I’d been expecting, plagues weren’t one of them. We still don’t know who the culprit was or if it was simply a prank, so there’s possibly another threat out there against me. Add it to the list. Unfortunately, that damn list is getting long. But despite all of that, I think I’m getting the hang of this college thing. I like my classes, I’m doing well in them, and I’m making progress on also finishing high school. I have some normal in my completely ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and… I don’t know what I am. Tired. Yeah, I’m tired and more than normal but also just tired of everything always crazy. I fix one thing and something else goes wrong. We handle the councils and we’re overstepping. We handle the dragons and that’s okay and we should be doing more… But back off our overreaching in how we’re handling refilling the councils. My head just spins, and it doesn’t stop there. The whole last year was like that. Things are going better with Lucca, and everything with Hudson went off the rails. Julian seems to have pulled his ...

My name is Tamsin Vale, I’m the future queen of Faerie… And people need to get on board with my vision for Faerie. They wanted me to declare I would take the job—demanded and bullied me into saying it, so now they have to deal with the kind of boss I am. The Underground is no more because of the fight I started. Two corrupt councils and two bogus dragon “Alphas” are gone because of what I pushed for. There are amazing changes in Faerie because of the gobs of money I’ve been pumping into a world I barely know and I’m terrified of. It’s about time people start having my back ...

My name is Tamsin Vale and I’m about to smack people around until they get in line… No, really this time because it almost cost Neldor his life. I refuse to let the lies, biases, and stupidity of the past ruin the future Faerie and her people could have. Not while I’m the damn boss. I knew I might not survive from the moment I swore to find out what happened to my people and stepped into Faerie. And I knew people could be lost in the battles others have taken up with me since. But if we lose someone to evil, that is the price paid for a better future. I refuse to lose someone to ...