Gift or Curse Chapter 33
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
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Chapter 33
Miranda and Andy were in the kitchen waiting for their guests to arrive downstairs. Miranda was pouring both of them a cup of coffee, Andy was busy on the phone rescheduling appointments, arranging deliveries, and conveying orders to various Runway staff. Miranda was naturally dressed-to-kill. Starting with those gorgeous, shapely legs, which were encased in plum-colored silk stockings and a cream-colored, pencil skirt by Bianca Nero that gently accentuated the curve of her hips and those legs. Her beautiful cleavage was enhanced by a fitted Marc Jacobs, dark-plum colored, blouse --unbuttoned just enough to show a tantalizing décolleté. In addition a matching, cream-colored, fitted vest that seemed to ‘cup and lift’ those full breasts, had Andy drooling just a little. A requisite cream-colored, Hermes scarf, added to the look along the standard black 4-inch Prada heels, completed a stunning picture. However, Andy was currently finding it hard to not feel… languid, after an early morning love-making session that had her biting into a pillow to stifle a scream. In fact, she couldn’t remember ever feeling this supremely content.
Miranda smirked at the look on Andrea’s face. “Really Andrea, I hope that you’ll find a way to dismiss that ‘freshly-fucked’ look before you see your mother.”
Andy chuckled. “Ah, Miranda I doubt my Mother is expecting me to be a blushing… virgin. A) She travels around with an entourage of paramours and b) she been personally blessed by one THE Sidhe Fertility Goddess -Danu.”
Miranda smiled but before she could respond, they were interrupted by multiple feet storming down the stairs complete with two red-headed little girls walking into the kitchen. Miranda shook her head.
“I see that my wish to refrain from stomping down the stairs like a pack of bulky Steve Madden platform shoes has gone unanswered.”
The Twins walked over to kiss their Mother on the cheek. “Morning Mom. Morning, Andy.”
“Hiya, Caroline and Cassidy. Did you Ladies sleep okay?” Andy snatched a pastry off the tray that Carmen was preparing.
As usual they eerily replied at the same time, “Yes, Andy.”
However, Cassidy tended to be the more outgoing of the two Andy noticed and peppered her with questions. “So Andy, what are you going to do now that you’re a Princess? Are you going to go visit the Mound? Is our Mom going with you? Are there any blood sacrifices involved? W--”
Andy held up a hand to stave off further questions. “Whoa, my little blood-thirsty, Tiger! I’m just wrapping my head around everything and all I can tell you is that I hope to get to know my… Mother a little more.”
Miranda saved her from more interrogation. “Girls, have you finished packing? As soon as you’re done eating breakfast you’ll be leaving for your Father’s.” She paused for a moment to make sure she had their undivided attention. “It is very important that you listen to your Father. I dearly wish that you would never have to worry… about matters of ‘life and death’. But that is not the world we live in. That is not who I am. Your Father and his Clan will protect while we are gone - as always. And I’m only a phone-call away.” She gently caressed their cheeks. “I love you both very much; we will be back as soon as possible. Now go get ready, your Father will be here soon.”
Caroline smiled and restrained herself from rolling her eyes - sometimes their Mother can be so over-the-top; they can take care of themselves. They wrapped their arms around Miranda’s waist. “We know Mom. We’re very happy that Andy found you. We’d worry even more if you hadn’t had Andy as your Mate. She’ll protect you, you know.”
Andy smiled into her coffee.
More steps down the stairs heralded the arrival of Galen - the greenest man they’d ever seen.
With a grin on his face, he waved to the occupants in the room. “Good morning everyone! Something smells good and if you happened to have more coffee I’d love a cup.” He leaned down to fakely whisper conspiratorially to Andy. “Since living with Merry in Los Angeles I’ve become addicted to the stuff.”
Other footsteps showed the arrival of Merry, Doyle, Kitto (whom the Twins and Andy found very fascinating), Andy’s brothers: Darius and Aiden, and Rhys.
In the meantime, Carmen had finished laying out the spread for breakfast.
Andy got up from her stool to shyly kiss Merry’s cheek. “Good morning, everyone. I hope you slept well. Hi… Mom.” She blushed.
Darius, Aiden, Rhys, and Galen were digging into their plates piled high with pastries, eggs, and fruit while setting in to watch the playful sparring. Kitto just slid under the table near Merry (apparently he’s got anxiety problems) while nibbling on a pastry and Doyle stood leaning against breakfast nook, sipping tea and amusedly watching the proceedings.
“Thanks sweetie. I’m starved,” she smirked before continuing, “and I imagine you’ve worked up quite an appetite yourself if the noise coming from your room this morning was anything to go by.”
“Oh Goddess, is this going to be a ‘regular thing’ - you teasing me about my sex life?” Andy whined, blushing furiously.
Galen chimed in, grinning. “Well if you’re anything like your Mother I suspect you’ll keep your Mate quite busy.” Andy rolled her eyes while desperately wishing her blush wasn’t ‘burning her skin.’
“That’s quite enough. Andrea’s sexual prowess is not in question I assure you. If you’ll excuse me; I have matters to attend to. Andréa will fill you in on our upcoming trip to St. Louis that you’re insisting on joining. We can discuss this evening all concerns around security - including any additional concerns we need to be aware of from your world.”
Doyle finally spoke, halting Miranda’s progress from the room. “I spoke to Queen Andais earlier this morning. You’ll both need to be briefed as soon as possible. She is not someone you’d care to meet without knowing where you stand.” He paused to let that sink in. “She is insisting that we present Andy to the Court. I have been able to delay this until we finish matters in St. Louis.”
Andy looked at her Mother and felt the tension and anxiousness emanating from her. Her glance caught Miranda’s look of concern. “Go ahead love, I’ll call you later with the details.”
“If you’re sure. I’ll expect a call no later than 2 and not a minute later.” she walked over to lean down to gently kiss Andy, “Take care of yourself.” before she nodded ‘good-bye’ to her guests and left.
Rhys watched as she left the room. “Wow! Andy if she is one fine dame.” Rhys had a fondness for old films and tended to adopt some their old-world colloquialisms.
Andy playfully narrowed her eyes at him and playfully growled. “Listen Rhys you and my Mother may have a fairly… unique and loving arrangement, but I don’t share so keep your hands to yourself and we won’t have any problems.” She smirked. “However, you’re right, Miranda is one hot dame.” Rhys slapped her back like a bad frat-boy moment and laughed, causing Andy to roll her eyes in exasperated amusement.
A chuckling Merry chimed in. “Well as much as it gives me the shudders to hear my daughter talk about my love life with one of my Consorts, I think we should tackle the issue of Queen Andais, St. Louis, and your impending visit to Court.” She took a bite of her fruit. “After all that we can go shopping.” She finished excitedly, ignoring the concerted groans from her Consorts.
Andy, of course, had something better than just regular ole’ shopping; she had Miranda and the Closet. “Actually, I might have something better. Do you read Runway magazine?”
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 33
Miranda and Andy were in the kitchen waiting for their guests to arrive downstairs. Miranda was pouring both of them a cup of coffee, Andy was busy on the phone rescheduling appointments, arranging deliveries, and conveying orders to various Runway staff. Miranda was naturally dressed-to-kill. Starting with those gorgeous, shapely legs, which were encased in plum-colored silk stockings and a cream-colored, pencil skirt by Bianca Nero that gently accentuated the curve of her hips and those legs. Her beautiful cleavage was enhanced by a fitted Marc Jacobs, dark-plum colored, blouse --unbuttoned just enough to show a tantalizing décolleté. In addition a matching, cream-colored, fitted vest that seemed to ‘cup and lift’ those full breasts, had Andy drooling just a little. A requisite cream-colored, Hermes scarf, added to the look along the standard black 4-inch Prada heels, completed a stunning picture. However, Andy was currently finding it hard to not feel… languid, after an early morning love-making session that had her biting into a pillow to stifle a scream. In fact, she couldn’t remember ever feeling this supremely content.
Miranda smirked at the look on Andrea’s face. “Really Andrea, I hope that you’ll find a way to dismiss that ‘freshly-fucked’ look before you see your mother.”
Andy chuckled. “Ah, Miranda I doubt my Mother is expecting me to be a blushing… virgin. A) She travels around with an entourage of paramours and b) she been personally blessed by one THE Sidhe Fertility Goddess -Danu.”
Miranda smiled but before she could respond, they were interrupted by multiple feet storming down the stairs complete with two red-headed little girls walking into the kitchen. Miranda shook her head.
“I see that my wish to refrain from stomping down the stairs like a pack of bulky Steve Madden platform shoes has gone unanswered.”
The Twins walked over to kiss their Mother on the cheek. “Morning Mom. Morning, Andy.”
“Hiya, Caroline and Cassidy. Did you Ladies sleep okay?” Andy snatched a pastry off the tray that Carmen was preparing.
As usual they eerily replied at the same time, “Yes, Andy.”
However, Cassidy tended to be the more outgoing of the two Andy noticed and peppered her with questions. “So Andy, what are you going to do now that you’re a Princess? Are you going to go visit the Mound? Is our Mom going with you? Are there any blood sacrifices involved? W--”
Andy held up a hand to stave off further questions. “Whoa, my little blood-thirsty, Tiger! I’m just wrapping my head around everything and all I can tell you is that I hope to get to know my… Mother a little more.”
Miranda saved her from more interrogation. “Girls, have you finished packing? As soon as you’re done eating breakfast you’ll be leaving for your Father’s.” She paused for a moment to make sure she had their undivided attention. “It is very important that you listen to your Father. I dearly wish that you would never have to worry… about matters of ‘life and death’. But that is not the world we live in. That is not who I am. Your Father and his Clan will protect while we are gone - as always. And I’m only a phone-call away.” She gently caressed their cheeks. “I love you both very much; we will be back as soon as possible. Now go get ready, your Father will be here soon.”
Caroline smiled and restrained herself from rolling her eyes - sometimes their Mother can be so over-the-top; they can take care of themselves. They wrapped their arms around Miranda’s waist. “We know Mom. We’re very happy that Andy found you. We’d worry even more if you hadn’t had Andy as your Mate. She’ll protect you, you know.”
Andy smiled into her coffee.
More steps down the stairs heralded the arrival of Galen - the greenest man they’d ever seen.
With a grin on his face, he waved to the occupants in the room. “Good morning everyone! Something smells good and if you happened to have more coffee I’d love a cup.” He leaned down to fakely whisper conspiratorially to Andy. “Since living with Merry in Los Angeles I’ve become addicted to the stuff.”
Other footsteps showed the arrival of Merry, Doyle, Kitto (whom the Twins and Andy found very fascinating), Andy’s brothers: Darius and Aiden, and Rhys.
In the meantime, Carmen had finished laying out the spread for breakfast.
Andy got up from her stool to shyly kiss Merry’s cheek. “Good morning, everyone. I hope you slept well. Hi… Mom.” She blushed.
Darius, Aiden, Rhys, and Galen were digging into their plates piled high with pastries, eggs, and fruit while setting in to watch the playful sparring. Kitto just slid under the table near Merry (apparently he’s got anxiety problems) while nibbling on a pastry and Doyle stood leaning against breakfast nook, sipping tea and amusedly watching the proceedings.
“Thanks sweetie. I’m starved,” she smirked before continuing, “and I imagine you’ve worked up quite an appetite yourself if the noise coming from your room this morning was anything to go by.”
“Oh Goddess, is this going to be a ‘regular thing’ - you teasing me about my sex life?” Andy whined, blushing furiously.
Galen chimed in, grinning. “Well if you’re anything like your Mother I suspect you’ll keep your Mate quite busy.” Andy rolled her eyes while desperately wishing her blush wasn’t ‘burning her skin.’
“That’s quite enough. Andrea’s sexual prowess is not in question I assure you. If you’ll excuse me; I have matters to attend to. Andréa will fill you in on our upcoming trip to St. Louis that you’re insisting on joining. We can discuss this evening all concerns around security - including any additional concerns we need to be aware of from your world.”
Doyle finally spoke, halting Miranda’s progress from the room. “I spoke to Queen Andais earlier this morning. You’ll both need to be briefed as soon as possible. She is not someone you’d care to meet without knowing where you stand.” He paused to let that sink in. “She is insisting that we present Andy to the Court. I have been able to delay this until we finish matters in St. Louis.”
Andy looked at her Mother and felt the tension and anxiousness emanating from her. Her glance caught Miranda’s look of concern. “Go ahead love, I’ll call you later with the details.”
“If you’re sure. I’ll expect a call no later than 2 and not a minute later.” she walked over to lean down to gently kiss Andy, “Take care of yourself.” before she nodded ‘good-bye’ to her guests and left.
Rhys watched as she left the room. “Wow! Andy if she is one fine dame.” Rhys had a fondness for old films and tended to adopt some their old-world colloquialisms.
Andy playfully narrowed her eyes at him and playfully growled. “Listen Rhys you and my Mother may have a fairly… unique and loving arrangement, but I don’t share so keep your hands to yourself and we won’t have any problems.” She smirked. “However, you’re right, Miranda is one hot dame.” Rhys slapped her back like a bad frat-boy moment and laughed, causing Andy to roll her eyes in exasperated amusement.
A chuckling Merry chimed in. “Well as much as it gives me the shudders to hear my daughter talk about my love life with one of my Consorts, I think we should tackle the issue of Queen Andais, St. Louis, and your impending visit to Court.” She took a bite of her fruit. “After all that we can go shopping.” She finished excitedly, ignoring the concerted groans from her Consorts.
Andy, of course, had something better than just regular ole’ shopping; she had Miranda and the Closet. “Actually, I might have something better. Do you read Runway magazine?”