Series: Tufa Novels (Book 6)
Hardcover: 368 pages
Publisher: Tor Books (April 10, 2018)
Charming and lyrical, The Fairies of Sadieville continues Alex Bledsoe's widely-praised contemporary fantasy series, about the song-wielding fairy descendants living in modern-day Appalachia.
"This is real." Three small words on a film canister found by graduate students Justin and Veronica, who discover a long-lost silent movie from more than a century ago. The startlingly realistic footage shows a young girl transforming into a winged being. Looking for proof behind this claim, they travel to the rural foothills of Tennessee to find Sadieville, where it had been filmed.
Soon, their journey takes them to Needsville, whose residents are hesitant about their investigation, but Justin and Veronica are helped by Tucker Carding, who seems to have his own ulterior motives. When the two students unearth a secret long hidden, everyone in the Tufa community must answer the most important question of their entire lives -- what would they be willing to sacrifice in order to return to their fabled homeland of Tir na nOg?
AMAZON | BARNES & NOBLE | BOOK DEPOSITORY
Praise for ALEX BLEDSOE
“As always, Bledsoe infuses his setting with a rich sense of location, atmosphere, and history, underscored by folk music; the secret tragedies of the Tufa unfold over multiple eras before returning to the present....Bledsoe’s series continues to enthrall with complex and nuanced stories.” ―Publishers Weekly
"Imagine a book somewhere between American Gods and Faulkner. Absolutely worth your time." ―Patrick Rothfuss, New York Times bestselling author
Praise for the TUFA Books
“Long Black Curl makes me so happy that there are authors writing real North American-based mythic fiction...one that sits so well it feels like it's always been a part of us.” ―Charles de Lint
“Beautifully written, surprisingly moving, and unexpected in the best of ways.” ―Seanan McGuire, New York Times bestselling author, on Wisp of a Thing
“Haunting. . . . It's a mixture: folk tales and folk songs, updated with a dose of Sex and the City. Or, you might say, a rustic version of 'urban fantasy,' with its suggestion that there's mystery just around the corner, hidden behind even the dullest small-town facade.” ―The Wall Street Journal on The Hum and the Shiver
“What do you think is in it?” Veronica asked. The humid spring night air blew through the curtains, drawn in by the fan that was all their combined student budget could afford. They didn’t really mind. She lay naked on her back, while Justin sat on the edge of the bed, also naked except for his guitar. He strummed a few chords, then noted them on his laptop.
She saw that he hadn’t heard. He could dive so deep into music that he lost track of everything around him.
She poked him and repeated, “What do you think is in it?”
Justin looked up. “What’s that, Detective Mills?”
“Don’t do it,” she mock-warned.
“Are you asking me—”
“What’s in the baaax?” he finished, imitating Brad Pitt in Seven.
“You are awful,” she said, and they both laughed.
He put the guitar aside and stretched out beside her. “Whatever it is, we can’t just break it open. It might be private family stuff.”
“He didn’t have a family,” she protested. “We’re his family.”
“We’re his friends, watching out for his dignity.”
She scooted closer and draped one leg across him. “Come on,” she said teasingly, gently pressing her hips against him, “aren’t you the least bit curious?”
He pushed her onto her back. “I’m very curious.”
“So what do you think is in it?” she asked again, wrapping her legs around him.
“I don’t have a clue,” he said as he began to move more rhythmically.
“You worked with him every day,” she said breathlessly, meeting his movements with her own.
“Only for the past year,” he said, shifting his weight to free one hand to caress her breasts. “He’s been at the school for thirty years, and who knows how much stuff he might’ve…”
For a few urgent moments neither of them spoke. Then, after he rolled off, caught his breath, and kissed her deeply, he said, “We don’t even know how long that box has been there.”
“If the stack of magazines on top of it was any indication, quite a while,” Veronica said, tucking hair behind her sweaty ear. “Some of them went back fifty years.”
“Look, our job is just to organize and catalog it. It’s all the property of the school.”
“I know. It’s just that I hate mysteries.”
He chuckled. “You mean you love mysteries. You’re a freaking ghost hunter.”
“Po-TAY-to, po-TAH-to. Either way, you eat mysteries for breakfast.”
She smiled and stretched with contentment. “I do indeed.”
Copyright © 2018 by Alex Bledsoe
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
ALEX BLEDSOE is the author of the Eddie LaCrosse novels (The Sword-Edged Blonde, Burn Me Deadly, Dark Jenny, and Wake of the Bloody Angel), the novels of the Tufa (The Hum and Shiver, Wisp of a Thing, Long Black Curl, and Chapel of Ease), and the Memphis Vampires (Blood Groove and Girls with Games of Blood). Bledsoe grew up in Memphis, Tennessee. He now lives in Madison, Wisconsin.
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