Michelle John, Author

Author of Knight of Avalon Series, out in June 2024

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Elves vs. Aliens 8: The Border Lord-Wildflowers and Wine Strobe lights flashed and music pounded in…

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Elves vs. Aliens 7: Requiem

13: Reckless Fox chose a hardboiled egg and a spoonful of cherries from the breakfast buffet table without much thought for Evit Jatus. He had spent the night in his room alone, considering the fate of handsome King Silas, who had been only a prince when Fox knew him last. His parents must have died, along with his brother and sister. Fox had been a child when they (Cynder and Cirian?) had been…

Elves vs. Aliens 7: Requiem

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Elves vs. Aliens 7: Requiem

12: Prying Open My Third Eye Evit Jatus stood in front of her office door with a paper cup of kava in one hand and her face in the other. There was an untidy, slipping mass of files, plus her tablet, under the kava arm. She’d slept like a compacted cube of kitchen garbage, all the peelings and tails and rotten food scrunched into a singularity. Poor Miflis had certainly tried, but no matter how…

Elves vs. Aliens 7: Requiem

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Elves vs. Aliens 7: Requiem

11: We Three Eagle sauntered out of the jail cell with his hands in his pockets, speckled with someone else’s blood. He didn’t seem concerned. From the way he moved, he’d taken ownership of the room and everyone in it.  Behind him lounged one Ushi Yamoto, Beri’s former roommate from the Caliburn Academy, as gorgeous and unconcerned as ever. They’d been young teachers together, back before the…

Elves vs. Aliens 7: Requiem

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Elves vs. Aliens 7: Requiem

10: You Give Love a Bad Name The water that sluiced off Katie’s body ran around the drain in dramatic pink spirals, but she kept scrubbing. She scratched at her nailbeds, her face, her elbows, then at her scalp until it abraded and stung. How had she gotten blood in her hair? She didn’t remember doing anything to get blood in her hair. She’d just used her feet to break Cnut’s ribs, right? She…

Elves vs. Aliens 7: Requiem

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Elves vs. Aliens 7: Requiem

9: The Joker and the Thief Eagle sat in an Avalon jail cell with at least one potential cannibal. The cops had taken all his knives–all the knives he had left, not that he had many after the circus full of bad guys–and left Ushi and him in a room with a scuffed plastic wall instead of bars. Bars, he supposed, would be inhumane. The fey were not joking around about the iron allergy. A guy with…

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Elves vs. Aliens 7: Requiem

8: He Talks to Angels Fox’s mind ate itself as he walked speedily down the hall, trying not to look like he was rushing. He probably failed. Katie didn’t want him to touch her the way he’d thought. What was she thinking, then? What was she thinking of him? Why did she press herself to him the way she had, and did more often than he was strictly comfortable with? Her words echoed in his mind:…

Elves vs. Aliens 7: Requiem

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Elves vs. Aliens 7: Requiem

7: Two Gunfighters Ushi followed Eagle out of the house and back down the flower-lined path. Now that he had a minute to look at it, the garden was as fine as any on the grounds of the palace at Shirith. Leafy plants he didn’t know lined the walk, and bright, colorful roses hosted droning bees. When Ushi touched him, he sensed something dark, something with deep, hungering roots, but the man…

Elves vs. Aliens 7: Requiem

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Elves vs. Aliens 7: Requiem

6: Coming in the Air Tonight The man was interesting, to say the least.  Ushi left him alone in the parlor while he made the tea. Helios had ‘vouched for him,’ after all; presumably he wasn’t some sort of villain, but who could be certain based on Helios Hyacinth’s word? Flower Fey were known neither for their faithfulness nor their honesty, and Helios was no different. This is what comes of…

Elves vs. Aliens 7: Requiem

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Elves vs. Aliens 7: Requiem

5: The Sound of Silence Silas hauled himself up from the deep fog of unconsciousness, fighting against sleep with both determined fists. He rubbed broadly at his bearded face, but it was still a long while before he could open his eyes. His muscles felt half-dreamed, heavy and disconnected. He flexed his fingers to test the reach of his own skin. Something was wrong in his bones. Something was…

Elves vs. Aliens 7: Requiem

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Elves vs. Aliens 7: Requiem

4: Somebody’s Watching Me The moth-marked fairy was still standing atop the woodpile Eagle had stowed his pack behind, shedding a faint green glow that made the shadows around him shift and dance as he moved. He must have imagined the fairy’s small shoulders dipping with relief as it spotted him. The fairy fluttered into the air before landing back on Eagle’s shoulder. It stroked the side of his…

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Elves vs. Aliens 7: Requiem

3: Ave Pialondre Gavriel wept openly as Silas allowed the black-clad Matil soldiers to clap him in irons, but the Eyrie’s defeated king kept his chin up and his eyes dry. He was not frightened until they fitted his wrist with a bracelet made of holy silver and enchanted obsidian. The effect was nearly instant: the brightness he was accustomed to feeling in his soul, the shine that reminded him…

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Elves vs. Aliens 7: Requiem

2: Desperado Eagle lay on a mahogany table in a very fancy library with one knee tented up and the sole of his boot flat on the tabletop. The knife he’d spun into the air plunged back toward his face. He caught it, then flipped it up again. It climbed, then spun once in the air before lancing point-down. He caught it again, then swung it back up into the air.  Even the fairies–pixies, it had…

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Elves vs. Aliens Part 7-Requiem

1: Hallelujah The Matil’s warships hung in formation above the cliffs, their stark white hulls aglow with artificial light. From their bellies poured squadrons of drones, sleek and merciless, swarming over the diamond sands at the mouth of the river toward the castle at the delta’s bank. The air vibrated with the low hum of their engines and the sharp, electric whine of charging weapons. Silas…

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Elves vs. Aliens Part 6: Eagle in Avalon-Wise Men Say

Like everything else in the White Palace, the shower was a lot.  It was big, for one thing, probably big enough for a family, and the jets came from everywhere. Water misted from the ceiling and the walls along with the harder spray from the shower head, hot enough that when Eagle cranked it up his travel-grimed skin felt like it was melting off under a lava floe. Everything here was white…

Elves vs. Aliens Part 6: Eagle in Avalon-Wise Men Say

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Elves vs. Aliens Part 6: Eagle in Avalon-The House of the Rising Sun

The car jolted to a stop on the cobblestones in front of the White Palace. For a long second, no one moved, no one looked at each other. Beri wasn’t sure what they were waiting for. He heard a car door open and close. Daylight and the smell of the ocean sliced into the car. Beri didn’t bother to pick up the money still scattered across the floor. If Misslo wanted to be an ass, he could pick it up…

Elves vs. Aliens Part 6: Eagle in Avalon-The House of the Rising Sun