Hayes may be demon, but there was good inside and it was warring to be free.
To love is to have good in you. That quality, feeling, emotion alone makes him good.
Why deny what is fate?
Emma has a secret. A power she cannot control.
Ames Cahn is not good. He has a past.
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. 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.
We stood saying goodbye to friends when the busboy pushed Ian from the back. “Excuse me!” he told Ian rather rudely turning his deep dark eyes in my direction. It was Christian from school. I could’ve have sworn Christian winked at Ian. Being the second time to hear him speak, his voice seemed dark, deeper than before. Deeper than I first thought. The kind that belonged to boys you didn’t get involved with because they were bad news. Christian simply said, “Incoming.”
Ian waved at the door towards hurrying us to the parking lot. I glanced in time to see Kin coming our way with some guy being choked under his arm and ducking my head to ask about Christian at the same time, “Did that Christian guy from school say something to you?”
“No, why?” Another glance told me Kin had knocked the guy to the ground and shoved him aside. A boy from school who he taunted for the last year about doing his homework for Kin. A bully once, a bully always. The guy didn’t know how to accept “no” from anyone.
“Nothing, I just noticed he winked at you. And since you are a guy, I considered it odd.”
“He owed me a favor,” he shrugged putting one hand in his Levis and one on my back. My back cinched feeling the heat of his hand through the thin shirt and jacket all the same. A look back gave me my answer. Christian was blocking Kin off.
“Was he paying you back?” I didn’t know they really knew each other. Guess they were both bike “dudes” as Caylie would put it, but wouldn’t have thought friends.
“He is and we are not.”
My confusion didn’t add up. “Not what?” And it sounded like he just answered my thoughts. The way his face perked, reacted said as much. The sound of his tone made me think. “Er…never mind.”
“Out the door now!” Ian was distracted once more watching the front door, inside the restaurant, and outside all at one time. I wouldn’t have thought it possible, but he had it down to an art. Though never catching him doing the kind of magical mishaps I was prone to, he had a few unexplainable incidents himself. I had to remind myself that Ian was a dark and dangerous guy whether I knew him well or not. He had his secrets. But I was tired of safe. Tired of hiding. Tired of holding back. He knew my hangups and hasn’t run yet. It was time he came clean with his own. I wanted the truth. “Did you have some type of sense of knowing when trouble is coming?”
He laughed. “If it were so, I’d have predicted you.” He didn’t explain even with my prodding.