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W.R. Gingell

When you get up in the morning, the last thing you expect to see is a murdered guy hanging outside your window. Things like that tend to draw the attention of the local police, and when yo're squatting in your parents' old house until you can afford to buy it, another thing you can't afford is the attention of the cops.

Oh yeah. Hi. My name is Pet.

It's not my real name, but it's the only one you're getting. Things like names are important these days.

And it's not so much that I'm Pet.

I am a pet.

A human pet: I belong to the two Behindkind fae and the pouty vampire who just moved into my house. It's not weird, I promise-well, it is weird, yeah. But it's not weird weird, you know?

Zehra Jane Naqvi

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The City Between

Between Jobs

There's a body beneath the skip bins. Fae on the forklift. A vampire in the manager's office. And there's definitely something skeevy going on in the locker rooms.

Hi. I'm Pet. Well, not exactly Pet. I am a pet.

I was meant to stay out of it, but somebody's gotta do something when humans are being killed by Behindkind creatures.

Lucky for me, my owners are just as dangerous and inhuman as the bad guys . . . maybe more.

Between Shifts

I'm not supposed to push through the boundaries of reality without supervision. I'm definitely not meant to drag a cop Between with me.

But stuff happens, you know?

Hi. I'm Pet. Well, not Pet, exactly. I am a pet.

Nothing too hard; I just cook and clean for the Behindkind who took over my house. Easy. But now one of my owners has gone missing. He's fae, so it shouldn't worry me, but if there's something out there that can kidnap fae, I don't wanna meet it.

Good thing I've got another two owners and a spare cop up my sleeve…

Between Floors

Two fae is company, but a company of fae is trouble.

Which is exactly what we've got. Trouble, I mean. Well, and fae. Lots of fae.

Something or someone is stalking and killing high-level fae around Hobart-tearing out hearts and leaving a trail of bloody bodies behind. Fae don't like it when they're the ones getting killed, so of course they came to hire my owners.

Owners, you ask?

Hi. I'm Pet. No, that's not my name. I am a pet.

My owners? They're fae. Well, two fae and one stroppy vampire.

Welcome to the world Between.

Between Frames

G'day. I'm Pet. Not, not Pet-I am a pet.

Well, I was a pet: I used to belong to two fae and a stroppy vampire. Now I'm homeless. I mean, I was always technically homeless, but this time it's different.

I just got used to having some kind of family, and now we're back to everyone wanting to kill each other-and guess who the weak link is?

I'll give you a hint: it's not the vampire, and it's sure as heck not the fae.

Between Homes

Don't get too close to humans.

That's rule number one. Well, it is if you're an emotionally constipated fae lord. As far as I'm concerned, the vampire could do a better job of keeping his distance, but he's never been that good at following the rules.

G'day. I'm Pet. Schrödinger's Pet, these days; depends who's asking.

I'm human, but when you hang around with enough Behindkind, it starts getting dangerous for the other humans around you. Humans like my friend Morgana. I tried to stay away, but now she needs my help and don't get too close to humans isn't exactly gunna cut it anymore.

I've got the feeling I'm about to find out why it's such a bad idea.

Between Walls

G'day. I'm still here. Still Pet.

Well, I'm only two thirds of a Pet these days, but you might as well call me Pet anyway. Everyone does: everyone but the vampire, that is.

Life is more unbalanced these days-cases are cutting closer to home than usual. I thought I was the only one, but there are others like me: kids whose parents were murdered just like mine. Stuff that never fit into place before is beginning fall into place.

And my psychos are getting really weird. I mean, they've always been weird, but now they're getting weirder.

Why would a fae lord decide to collaborate with humans?

Why has the fae steward started sneaking out at night?

And why is the vampire reading romance novels?