Category Archives: romance
“The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.”
― Jane Austen,
“There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.”
—Bram Stroker, Dracula
The age-old tale of how the Fey watch the human race with unseen eyes and there all along, among the humans, is one of their own. Romance and intrigue can be found in all worlds.
When the broad shoulders and massive body of Kin emerged from the trees, my heart sped up. Not because he was gorgeous, he was, but because I didn’t decide till right then that maybe I’d chosen wrong. Just maybe he was the darkest villain in this pact and I was inviting danger to stay in my back pocket and live there too much. He used his looks, his strength, his charm, his status in every way possible to get what he wanted. And at the moment it wasn’t hard to see what or who his current target was.
“Grace!” he said slowly and as smooth as the wicked, jaded devil blue silk shirt he wore like the Kin of the past at prom and every dance held where I always refused him. My body jumped at hearing the sound of his voice pulling me from my panic of hysteria. Submitting to the present evil was warm and welcoming when I considered the greater evil who lurked back at the winter court.
“Kin.” My guard was up and at the ready like someone poked a needle in my back.
“Grace,” he repeated.
Do the Fey exist? In Grace’s world they do, but she doesn’t know it yet. Fey Court Trilogy free this weekend on Amazon
“We’ve all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That’s who we really are.”
—J. K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
Do the Fey exist? In Grace’s world they do, but she doesn’t know it yet. Her life long friend, Ian, may want more than…just friends. Follow Grace and Ian into the world of the Seelie and Unseelie Courts where she finds that prophecies may choose your destiny but that was before a half human girl come to the throne. Interpretation is half the battle.
“You call yourself a free spirit, a ‘wild thing,’ and you’re terrified somebody’s gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you’re already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it’s not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It’s wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.”
― Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany’s