Fic: Gift or Curse Chapter 29
Title: Gift or Curse
X-Over: DWP with Laurel K. Hamilton’s Merry Gentry & Anita Blake ‘Verse
Rating: NC-17 - Some violence, definitely a few sexual interludes. If this is your ‘cup o’ tea then read on.
Summary: What if Miranda was a powerful Master Vampire and Andy was blessed by a Faerie Fertility Goddess, prophesied to be together, all while running a fashion empire? Neither will be prepared for their ‘worlds’ converging or being unwitting pawns in a power-struggle in their supernatural/magical worlds.
Characters: Miranda, Andy, Lily, Doug, Nigel, Emily, Serena; Merry Gentry Series’ Characters; Anita Blake Series’ Characters
Shout-Out: Thanks to my betas -Seelyfey, Punky_96, and Melanacious. I definitely couldn’t have done it without y’all. Also thanks to the Laurel K .Hamilton Fan Sites: Gentry & Blake which were lifesavers in terms of research.
Disclaimer: Devil Wears Prada characters belong to Lauren Weisberger and 20th Century Fox. I make no money off of this and I intend no infringement. Also, I don't own Laurell K. Hamilton’s Anita Blake and Merry Gentry universe and I mean no infringement there either, I make no money from this.
Spoiler Alert for Merry Gentry Series
Chapter 29
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Andy was nervously straightening her top in front of the huge floor-length mirror for what felt like the thousandth time. Today felt like the ‘first day of her life.’ She was meeting Her in an hour; Princess Merry should be arriving at JFK Airport within 15 minutes. She was feeling a little like Alice in Wonderland right now, the craziness of the last two days caught up with her last night. As she slid down in the beautifully appointed shower in Miranda’s bedroom, crying silent tears, she promised herself that she’d do everything possible to not allow her life to be manipulated again. Tall order when dealing with otherworldly things and magic, but if it is within her power to not be a ‘victim’ then she’d make sure she wouldn’t be.
For now her “score-card” was crazy: as of two days ago, she was formally Mated and Joined with Miranda, found out she was blessed by 3 different goddesses, her parents and family weren’t really her family, and her real mother was none other than Princess Meredith Gentry of the Unseelie Court. And to top it all off an assassination attempt was made on her and Miranda’s life.
At first she balked at staying with Miranda long-term but Miranda reminded her that with such an “involuntary announcement” of their Joining to all mystical and preternatural beings -including Miranda’s enemies, plus an attempt on their lives, temporarily moving in with Miranda would be the safest strategy for everyone.
As Master of the City of New York City, Andy was also formally introduced as Miranda’s Life-Mate to a subdued group of Pack Alphas from around the City. One was Shifted in full Were-Hyena form. She’d come to find out that that was part of his punishment for showing disrespect towards Miranda while Andy was upstairs changing. Nevertheless, while Miranda ruled over everyone, Andy was in essence her Queen. Heady, yet daunting, because some of those Alphas were… intimidating, to say the least.
But all that paled in comparison to the feeling of anxiousness and uncertainty she was feeling right now. Suddenly she felt arms slide around her waist, tugging her against a body, and Miranda nuzzling into her neck. “Are you ready?”
Andy ran her hands down Miranda’s forearms before tangling her fingers with Miranda’s. “As ready as I’ll ever be.” She paused for a moment, gathering her thoughts. “What if they… don’t like me?”
“Don’t be ridiculous Andréa. How could anyone not like you? In fact, if they don’t fall in love with you at the first opportunity I’ll be very surprised - which doesn’t happen often.”
“Miranda you’re notoriously protective and non-objective when it concerns anyone you care about - and rightly so. But… what if I’m too… human or something? What if don’t mea-“
“Andréa, Andréa, look at Me.” she tugged Andréa around to face her and encased her face with her hands.
“Anyone who doesn’t see the wonderful person you’ve become is not worthy of your respect, much less your love. And they will make me VERY disappointed. You know how much I hate being disappointed.” She gently pressed her lips to Andréa’s.
“She’s first and foremost a mother, who will know her own child anywhere, particularly because of her Sidhe blood. Your connection is mystical, I’ll be surprised if she doesn’t feel that almost immediately.” She ran a comforting hand through Andréa’s curls, her other arm hugging her close.
“It’ll be fine Andréa. The girls and I are here for you. Then we’ll have what I’m sure will be fabulous time in St. Louis the day after tomorrow.” The sarcasm was hard to miss.
Andrea lifted glowing tri-colored eyes to Miranda’s, pressing her lips against Miranda’s for a longer kiss. “Thank you… for everything. I’m not sure I could have dealt with this alone. I’m not even sure if Doug or Lily… even knows I exist anymore.” She could feel tears welling up in her eyes.
“Shhhh. We’ll deal with that when we cross that bridge. For now dry your eyes, Roy will have picked them up by now.” They pulled apart and Andréa went into the bathroom to straighten out her make-up that started to run. Miranda stood before her armoire putting the finishing touches on her outfit: she wore a pair of Albert Nippon pin-stripe pants, an icy-green silk blouse by Zac Posen, unbuttoned to show a bit of décolleté. Her trademark Hermes scarf and Prada black heels completed the look.
Andrea’s outfit accentuated her gentle voluptuousness; hip-hugging Diesel jeans, a snug D & G v-neck shirt, with a short True Religion jacket, and a pair of Chloe heels. It was worth more than anything Andy had in her closet at her apartment.
Miranda stood in the middle of the Master bedroom when Andy came out of the bathroom. She gave her customary visual inspection, motioning with her hand to turn around, before giving a nod. “You look good enough to eat. However, we should get downstairs they’ll be here any minute.”
They reached the bedroom door and before Miranda opened it, Andy cupped her hands around Miranda’s face and gently pressed her lips to her one last time, trying to not smear their lipstick.
“I’m ready as I’ll ever be.”
X-Over: DWP with Laurel K. Hamilton’s Merry Gentry & Anita Blake ‘Verse
Rating: NC-17 - Some violence, definitely a few sexual interludes. If this is your ‘cup o’ tea then read on.
Summary: What if Miranda was a powerful Master Vampire and Andy was blessed by a Faerie Fertility Goddess, prophesied to be together, all while running a fashion empire? Neither will be prepared for their ‘worlds’ converging or being unwitting pawns in a power-struggle in their supernatural/magical worlds.
Characters: Miranda, Andy, Lily, Doug, Nigel, Emily, Serena; Merry Gentry Series’ Characters; Anita Blake Series’ Characters
Shout-Out: Thanks to my betas -Seelyfey, Punky_96, and Melanacious. I definitely couldn’t have done it without y’all. Also thanks to the Laurel K .Hamilton Fan Sites: Gentry & Blake which were lifesavers in terms of research.
Disclaimer: Devil Wears Prada characters belong to Lauren Weisberger and 20th Century Fox. I make no money off of this and I intend no infringement. Also, I don't own Laurell K. Hamilton’s Anita Blake and Merry Gentry universe and I mean no infringement there either, I make no money from this.
Spoiler Alert for Merry Gentry Series
Chapter 29
****
Andy was nervously straightening her top in front of the huge floor-length mirror for what felt like the thousandth time. Today felt like the ‘first day of her life.’ She was meeting Her in an hour; Princess Merry should be arriving at JFK Airport within 15 minutes. She was feeling a little like Alice in Wonderland right now, the craziness of the last two days caught up with her last night. As she slid down in the beautifully appointed shower in Miranda’s bedroom, crying silent tears, she promised herself that she’d do everything possible to not allow her life to be manipulated again. Tall order when dealing with otherworldly things and magic, but if it is within her power to not be a ‘victim’ then she’d make sure she wouldn’t be.
For now her “score-card” was crazy: as of two days ago, she was formally Mated and Joined with Miranda, found out she was blessed by 3 different goddesses, her parents and family weren’t really her family, and her real mother was none other than Princess Meredith Gentry of the Unseelie Court. And to top it all off an assassination attempt was made on her and Miranda’s life.
At first she balked at staying with Miranda long-term but Miranda reminded her that with such an “involuntary announcement” of their Joining to all mystical and preternatural beings -including Miranda’s enemies, plus an attempt on their lives, temporarily moving in with Miranda would be the safest strategy for everyone.
As Master of the City of New York City, Andy was also formally introduced as Miranda’s Life-Mate to a subdued group of Pack Alphas from around the City. One was Shifted in full Were-Hyena form. She’d come to find out that that was part of his punishment for showing disrespect towards Miranda while Andy was upstairs changing. Nevertheless, while Miranda ruled over everyone, Andy was in essence her Queen. Heady, yet daunting, because some of those Alphas were… intimidating, to say the least.
But all that paled in comparison to the feeling of anxiousness and uncertainty she was feeling right now. Suddenly she felt arms slide around her waist, tugging her against a body, and Miranda nuzzling into her neck. “Are you ready?”
Andy ran her hands down Miranda’s forearms before tangling her fingers with Miranda’s. “As ready as I’ll ever be.” She paused for a moment, gathering her thoughts. “What if they… don’t like me?”
“Don’t be ridiculous Andréa. How could anyone not like you? In fact, if they don’t fall in love with you at the first opportunity I’ll be very surprised - which doesn’t happen often.”
“Miranda you’re notoriously protective and non-objective when it concerns anyone you care about - and rightly so. But… what if I’m too… human or something? What if don’t mea-“
“Andréa, Andréa, look at Me.” she tugged Andréa around to face her and encased her face with her hands.
“Anyone who doesn’t see the wonderful person you’ve become is not worthy of your respect, much less your love. And they will make me VERY disappointed. You know how much I hate being disappointed.” She gently pressed her lips to Andréa’s.
“She’s first and foremost a mother, who will know her own child anywhere, particularly because of her Sidhe blood. Your connection is mystical, I’ll be surprised if she doesn’t feel that almost immediately.” She ran a comforting hand through Andréa’s curls, her other arm hugging her close.
“It’ll be fine Andréa. The girls and I are here for you. Then we’ll have what I’m sure will be fabulous time in St. Louis the day after tomorrow.” The sarcasm was hard to miss.
Andrea lifted glowing tri-colored eyes to Miranda’s, pressing her lips against Miranda’s for a longer kiss. “Thank you… for everything. I’m not sure I could have dealt with this alone. I’m not even sure if Doug or Lily… even knows I exist anymore.” She could feel tears welling up in her eyes.
“Shhhh. We’ll deal with that when we cross that bridge. For now dry your eyes, Roy will have picked them up by now.” They pulled apart and Andréa went into the bathroom to straighten out her make-up that started to run. Miranda stood before her armoire putting the finishing touches on her outfit: she wore a pair of Albert Nippon pin-stripe pants, an icy-green silk blouse by Zac Posen, unbuttoned to show a bit of décolleté. Her trademark Hermes scarf and Prada black heels completed the look.
Andrea’s outfit accentuated her gentle voluptuousness; hip-hugging Diesel jeans, a snug D & G v-neck shirt, with a short True Religion jacket, and a pair of Chloe heels. It was worth more than anything Andy had in her closet at her apartment.
Miranda stood in the middle of the Master bedroom when Andy came out of the bathroom. She gave her customary visual inspection, motioning with her hand to turn around, before giving a nod. “You look good enough to eat. However, we should get downstairs they’ll be here any minute.”
They reached the bedroom door and before Miranda opened it, Andy cupped her hands around Miranda’s face and gently pressed her lips to her one last time, trying to not smear their lipstick.
“I’m ready as I’ll ever be.”