How To Become A Pixie Queen

By S R Edwards

The long awaited sequel to How the defeat pixies. the story follows on as Chris, Amy and the others fight against her evil father. Will they be able to kill him for good? This story isn't over yet with twists and turns, betrayal and love the adventure is far from over for our young group.

• Language: English
• Publisher: S R Edwards
• Release date: Jan 9, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463240090

S R Edwards

i live with my mum and brother in england. my dad died when i was 18. i started writng when i was about 14 years old and have kept it up ever since. i am dyslexic but i dont let it stop me from writing. i believe that everyone is worthy and no one should ever feel left out.

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How to become a pixie queen.

By S.R.Edwards

Chapter 1: Not Over Yet.

Chris pulls the car into the driveway. We gave up on the beach. Amy we tell no-one not yet. He opens his door and gets out. I sit and stare out of the window. I can’t believe what I’ve just seen. Amy! Chris walks round the front end of the car and opens the passenger door. I slowly look up at him, he’s hunched over the door. Come on. He takes my hand and pulls me out of the car. My feet hit the damp concrete, my knees give way and I drop to the floor. He’s…He’s back Chris. Chris squats in front of me and puts his hands on my shoulders. I know. Ok, so if you don’t know already here’s what happened, about a month ago I was stabbed by my psycho dad, who is a pixie king, and no pixies are not like Tinkerbelle, I was they were. He killed my grandmother who was a werepanther, my boyfriend Chris was a werewolf but now he’s not, he died and went to Valhalla, very complicated stuff. My friend Noah is a werekite and I’m a were too but seen as how I’m new to this I don’t know what I am yet. Oh and I was half pixie but now I’m not but my friend Ashley is, he’s not just a normal pixie though, he’s a rebel prince. Amy he won’t hurt you. Chris’ breath warms my face from the early morning breeze. I look at him unable to say anything, it feels like my heart is in my throat and my brain is growing ten times its normal size. He wraps his right arm around my shoulders and slips his other under my legs, he’s so warm, he lifts me up. I feel so weak and drained. I lie in his arms and let him carry me inside. Andy follows us nipping at Chris’ heels. Chris lays me on the sofa and calls Noah. I try to sit up but can’t, it’s like all my energy has left my body. Everything we worked towards, everyone we lost, it was all for nothing. My dad is back and we have to stop him again. Chris sits on the floor in front of the sofa he smiles and pushes my hair behind my ear. His fingers trace my jaw line. Noah’s coming over. I manage to nod. He kissed my forehead and stands up. Rest for a bit ok? He walks into the kitchen.

A few minutes later Noah walks in. Amy? I look at him, he smiles. You ok? I nod and smile back. He pats my arm and Chris walks into the living room. Noah. Noah looks up at him. He’s back, Amy’s father. Noah’s face drops. I sit up and my whole body aches. Chris stares at Noah, no, not Noah, something behind Noah. My father, the evil pixie king. Chris stands glued to the spot, meeting my father’s gaze. I stand up and my father leaves. Chris looks at me. Amy get upstairs. He forgets he’s not fae anymore. No. He folds his arms and nods towards the stairs. I shake my head. Amy! My skin tingles and I look at Chris. His face goes blank and he’s paler than normal. Noah pokes him. Dude hey! He shakes his head and smiles. You alright man?

I’m ok. Noah nods. Stay here both of you. Chris walks to the front door, I follow him. Amy stay here.

Who’s fae?

Seriously?

Who is fae in this house?

come on. He opens the door and cold air rushes in.

Christopher. He looks at me and sighs.

You and Noah.

And who is human?

Me.

Well then, you stay here and me and Noah will go and scout things out.

But you can’t shift yet? He hates the fact that I’m stronger than him now. I look at him, his eyes are wide and pleading, kind of like a puppy that just got told off. Speaking of puppies, I haven’t seen Andy in a while, that’s not the point right now. Please Amy, please. I point to him and smile. Stay! I push past him and run out of the door. I run round the back of the house towards the woods. Amelia my child. My father stands in fronts of me, his dark brown hair hangs in ringlets by his face. I look behind me, Chris and Noah are stood in the kitchen window watching. You shouldn’t walk around alone.

I can take you, I have before. He smiles and pats his chest.

I remember. Two of his pixies grab me suddenly. One grabs my ponytail and drags me backwards. Come on Princess! I struggle but they keep a firm grip and drag me away from the house. The kitchen door swings open and Chris