About the Book
Parents bring me their worst nightmares wrapped in tiny shoes. Today, it’s Polly and Lucas, two spoiled little brats who tormented their new stepfather, Ernest, until he nearly lost his mind.
Most therapists would talk, listen, maybe scribble a few notes. Not me. I don’t waste time with gentle words or timeouts. My methods aren’t found in any earthly textbook. They’re otherworldly. Dangerous. The kind of methods that would cost me my license if anyone believed the stories.
But no one ever does.
Because the truth is, I don’t heal children. I correct them. Permanently.
So when Polly and Lucas sat across from me, rolling their eyes, daring me to try, I reached for my book of Fairymares & Nightales. And from those pages, I summoned the only creature guaranteed to break their rebellion.
Not the sweet fairy who rewards lost teeth under pillows. No. Her sister. Her darker half.
The Teeth Fairy.
*Parents Read this book first before you allow your kids to read it. I will not be responsible if your kinds are having Fairymares and Nightales!
