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Fey Court Trilogy-own the whole set

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Ode to love advice…well, really just a reminder that love is activated in mysterious ways but it happens nonetheless.

“I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.”

― Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

Hmm…some of the best advice yet. Often, yes, often, my dear!

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Good advice for the dating world of today even. Who wants to date a man with no ambition, no money to court you, and no future? Hmm, said no one.

“It is a truth universally that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.” —Pride and Prejudice

A guy’s smile can say a thousand words-Fey Court Trilogy

The difference is in each of their smiles.  Ian has that boyish sweet smile that says I’m dangerous, but good.  Pike’s smile says I’m all bad boy but I want to show you I can be good.  And Kin is all devil smile with a hint of secret ambition behind every lip curve.  Jane Austen doesn’t know everything!

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Destiny Quotes-Fey Court Trilogy

Sometimes one’s destiny is intertwined with another’s so much that you cannot change it no matter what you do.img_6291-4

Quotes to live by

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Fey Court Trilogy-A guy’s smile can say a thousand words.

The difference is in each of their smiles.  Ian has that boyish sweet smile that says I’m dangerous, but good.  Pike’s smile says I’m all bad boy but I want to show you I can be good.  And Kin is all devil smile with a hint of secret ambition behind every lip curve.  Jane Austen doesn’t know everything!

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Book Quotes-Make your own fairy tale romance.

“…in all the history of all the books I’ve read, no romantic moment went just like this. This was my own story in the making.” -Fey Court Trilogy

Fey Court Trilogy Series Teaser-Enjoy! Some choices cannot be undone.

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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.