Can't Stop-Princess Luna

By Claudy Conn

Luna had a mind of her own and a will to match.
She needed to escape her over-protective family. Her father was a legend prince of the Seelie Fae—Prince Breslyn.
Luna had heard about all his adventures amongst the humans and longed for the same kind of experiences.
There was no stopping Princess Luna. She made her way to New Orleans, but discovered that the Dark Lord, Smoke and their team (friends of her famous father, Prince Breslyn) hovered just as much as her Seelie family in their determination to protect her.
Off she went to explore New York City.
City life did not suit her. Thus, Luna made her way to the mountains of North Carolina, and discovered a place called, Sundown Falls and a hot hybrid called Aiden Daggett.
He was sensual and sexy beyond belief, but from the first moment they met, they bumped heads! Danger came to the sleepy little town and the paranormals she had become attached to there. Before she knew it, she and Aiden had teamed up to take on a threat the likes of which neither one had ever encountered.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Claudy Conn
• Release date: Jan 21, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005721459

Claudy Conn

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Claudy Conn is a multi published author who got her start with her bestselling historical/regency romances.She tells us that she fell in love with the fantasy/paranormal genre and created a world of paranormal.She hopes you will read and enjoy and join her on her facebook where she loves to interact with her readers.page.http://www.facebook.com/pages/Claudy-Conn-Paranormal-Romance-Author/135826686471445

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Princess Luna-Legend

By Claudy Conn

COPYRIGHT

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Copyright © 2022 by Claudy Conn

Edited by: Alicia Carmical

Cover Artist: Dawn Sullivan

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CONTENTS

Copyright

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Epilogue

Sneak Peek

About Claudy

~ One ~

Forever – is composed of Nows –

Princess Luna

The End of May

FAE LIVE FOREVER. THAT HAS many pros and cons.

At my age, twenty-two, forever seems too long when everyone around you thinks you are no more than a babe in diapers!

One of the problems for Fae is having children. The Wheel of Being was lost to us and without it, having children is more of an oddity than a norm.

My father, Prince Breslyn is a legend and exceptional in every way as is my brilliant mother, Princess Ete. Not only did they manage to astound our Seelie world by presenting my brother, Bray, to their world, but then, along I came to further their already amazing standing in our royal community.

I have often heard from so many about the month-long celebration his birth enable on our beautiful Isle of Tir. In fact, I have heard the tales more often than necessary but politely listen, while silently rolling my eyes.

We are the Tuatha de Danaan, the Seelie Fae of legend and once ruled the Human Realm. Our wise and kind queen Aaibhe signed a treaty with the humans rather than destroy them. Yes, we are as a rule, coldly logical and most Fae manage to control their emotions, but Bray’s birth made even our sister queen of Daoine, Queen Mab, giggle deliciously.

Aha, so when I, a female, was born, some fifteen years later, to or matriarchal society, because of my legend father and mother, it was celebration on steroid time!

What did that mean? Ah, you may well ask.

All my silver spoon life I have been pampered and coddled, not just by my parents, but by everyone who claims the smallest fraction of friendship to my parents.

I should be thankful for all the love and attention…yeah, should be.

Instead, I grew up and started hankering for independence. For the last year, I have been suffering the itch. You know if you have ever been suffocated by those who love you what that itch is. It is the uncontrollable need to break out of my mold and check out anything and everything that has occupied my interest over the years. What is that? Oh well, it is the Human Realm.

That particular itch of mine was inevitable. My father, Prince Breslyn has often recounted his adventures in the Human Realm. He has always had a deep love for humans. He has told me that with their short lives, he finds so many of them indomitable. They struggle with illness, with temptations and with the loss of loved ones and yet courageously carry on.

My brother, Bray lives with his mate, Wendy in Canada…a place in the Human Realm where they take humans river rafting in the warm months and snowmobiling in the winter. They love their life there. Over the years, my father, overly protective never let me stay very long. He said it interfered with my training.

Wendy is a supernatural creature, but our queen has accepted her and both my brother and Wendy often visit us here in Faery.

My visits to Canada simply peaked my interest in the Human Realm, so very different than our world.

I discovered so much about Bray’s life…that I was dissatisfied with my own. For one thing I fell in love with the snow, and the exploring we did in the mountains. The rapids careening us downstream were thrilling rides. Humans—I met humans and discovered my father was so very accurate—they are dear quaint people looking to live, love and laugh. When I expressed my desire to stay in the Human Realm longer, papa said it was not something I was really ready to do. You have not seen death, my daughter, my Luna, he said. You need to be prepared for that. Human die all the time. You might grow to care for one of them and watch them die of an illness or get killed by one of their vehicles or…you aren’t ready for that.

I didn’t answer him because I had already made up my mind.

I being who I am, defied him, stomped and carried on until my mother being who she is, stepped in softly and in her way, a way all her own, advised my father that the time had arrived. She told him, I was grown and ready to explore who I was and what I wanted, even if that meant they had to let me go and explore the Human Realm.

I knew what I wanted. I knew where my dreams would lead me. I had discovered a scent in the air around Bray and Wendy’s Canadian home that intrigued me. I had discovered a liveliness in the few humans I had met there—tourists looking to have Bray take them snowmobiling. Humans were exactly what my father had said they were—courageous beings full of the lust for life!

While at Bray’s I became aware that Wendy was only one of many supernatural beings which inhabited the Human Realm!

I started asking questions and the answers I received drove me into an obsession about the paranormal world. A month later, I decided it was time I traveled!

Papa was not happy, but mama insisted I be allowed to chalk up a few experiences. Papa agreed if I would first visit his friends Smoke and the Dark Lord, Grail Wilder in New Orleans. Mama smiled and whispered, You will enjoy their club, Hazard. It is a good introduction to the supernaturals in the Human World. The Dark Lord rules them well.

So, I shifted off to New Orleans.

Just the sort of city a Fae, any Fae would love. Action and music, but my father’s friend, the Dark Lord and his team thought it was their job to ‘look out’ for me. Once again, I was suffocated with dear and caring people. Not what I was looking for.

After a few days I had made up my mind and shifted off to New York. Within an hour of my arriving and taking in the busy streets, I saw things that made me hurt inside.

New York was not for me and I began shifting from place to place. I discovered that unlike most of my brethren, I did not have a taste for the crowds in the human cities. Fae like to watch humans and gravitate to the cities where humans interact and race about. That wasn’t for me.

I shifted to the mountains of North Carolina and discovered a little mountain town called Sundown Falls.

Sundown Falls was a gem of a village in the Appalachians. It was absolutely charming, warm, and inviting. As it happened, I arrived in time to watch the citizens enjoying a Spring festival and as I walked through the crowd and sampled some of the food, I found myself drawn to the people and their ability to enjoy the simplest things.

By the end of the day, I knew that Sundown Falls was where I would make a temporary home base.

As I walked through the edge of the town I was drawn to a charming inn called Angel Bright Bed & Breakfast. It was a Victorian styled place, all greys, pale green, and soft mauve with intricate moldings. Somehow the colors and the lovely cornices and moldings all came together in perfect harmony. The wide porch looked like a painting with its large brilliant green palms, blooming and colorful flowers and rocking chairs set conveniently about.

It is an odd fact, that we Fae cannot sense and locate our own artifacts, yet we are quite adept at finding the artifacts of other species. I noted to myself that a few antiquities scattered tastefully near the plants had some paranormal properties. I could feel something magical humming around the building as I approached and I was certainly intrigued to go inside.

As I opened one of the double oak framed glass doors and stepped inside, I saw it at once, on a top shelf a globe on a small wooden stand. Its magic aura reached out to me and I knew that someone in this inn had recently used it! Imagine that—a magical orb right here in Sundown Falls.

I went to the front desk where a young and eager guy with a shock of unruly hair smiled and checked me into what he told me was one of their nicest suites. I looked into his hazel eyes and knew, because of my sister-in-law that I was looking into the eyes of a wolf shifter—different, very different from a werewolf. Fascinating!

I turned with the old-fashioned brass key in my hand and made my way to the wide staircase, my eyes scanning all the pretty art on the far wall. I wasn’t really looking where I was going and obviously neither was the mountain of a man I bumped into.

Apparently, he had been carrying a box of documents and he cursed softly as our collision made him drop the box and his papers scattered all over the hardwood floor.

For a brief moment, my attention was arrested by his rugged good-looks, his gleaming windswept black hair and then when he looked up from the mess on the floor, damn, his deep arresting blue eyes. Here was trouble. I knew it at once.

Papa had taught me about using my instincts. He had often told me that he adopted this human ability and incorporated it into his Fae detecting skills. I had laughed until I saw how he used it even with the Fae. So yeah, I learned about instincts early on and considered myself quite proficient in the art.

I turned it on because something about this male human puzzled me. Perhaps it was what appeared to be his natural scent of vanilla and musk. I found his scent mesmerizing in its power over me. What the hell? I put up my shield. I sensed something unique about him, although I couldn’t say what, other than his exceptional good looks as well as the height and breadth of him.

He bent and started collecting his documents and then straightened to glare at me. He stood rigid for a moment and seemed to consider me from head to toe which sent an absurd wave of heat through my body. However, that dissipated as soon as he sneered and said, "You could help!"

I didn’t like his attitude so I said, "I could. But…I don’t think I will." I turned my back and went up the stairs, purposely swaying as I moved just in case he was watching me leave. I have always had