Mercedes Lackey Collections - Collections of Short Stories

Collections of Short Stories

  • Fiddler Fair (March 1, 1998), ISBN 0-671-87866-2
    • "How I Spent My Summer Vacation"
    • "Aliens Ate My Pickup"
    • "Small Print"
    • "Last Rights"
    • "Dumb Feast"
    • "Dance Track"
    • "Jihad"
    • "Balance"
    • "Dragon's Teeth"
    • "The Cup and the Cauldron"
    • "Once and Future"
    • "Fiddler Fair"
    • "The Enemy of My Enemy"
  • Werehunter (April 1, 1999), ISBN 0-671-57805-7
    • "Werehunter"
    • "SKitty"
    • "A Tail of Two SKitties"
    • "SCat"
    • "A Better Mousetrap"
    • "Last of the Season"
    • "Satanic, Versus"
    • "Nightside"
    • "Wet Wings"
    • "Stolen Silver"
    • "Roadkill"
    • "Operation Desert Fox"
    • "Grey"
    • "Grey's Ghost"

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