I loved this! I like that it has magical creatures and stuff, but takes place in the real world and they have normal problems. It's sweet, super sexy and kind of heartbreaking, but definitely ends with a smile. Totally recommend this to anyone.
When their two worlds collide, they discover a passion they never knew possible...
Morgan Craven, a human designer, ends up falling for her elven client Tien Bloodstone. Things become more complicated than either of them could have imagined. Between familial drama and disapproving parents, the two struggle to keep their relationship together, but they are soon put to the ultimate test.
Trolls, ogres, elves, and even dragons might exist, but danger will always linger in the shadows.
Coming from such incredibly different worlds, can the two ever have a happily ever after?
I’m watching him fight against the elements with a fully splayed umbrella while he’s approaching my door. Just as quickly, he opens it and does his best to shield me from the rain.
I’m in shock, but grateful for his help. Together, we quickly make our way to my door.
Tien stands at my side with the umbrella braced against his back. Between his size and the span of it, I can barely feel a mist. The chilling wind is the only thing that touches me. He’s taking the brunt of everything.
I easily slip my key into the lock and open the door, bracing it with my foot so I can speak to Tien.
“Thank you,” I tell him with sincere gratitude. My words hesitate for a second. “It was a pleasure working with you, Mr. Bloodstone.”
A kind, endearing smile is his response. It makes me form one of my own, until I notice him reaching for me. His long, slender fingers graze my cheek where they gather up a loose tendril of hair that’s sticking to my damp skin. As delicately as he can, Tien guides it behind my ear and tucks it into place, but he doesn’t withdraw. Instead, he lets his palm rest against my skin.
Heat fills my face and I know I’m blushing. My lips part as I try to bring in any breaths I can. I don’t know what’s happening.
Tien leans forward and closes perhaps half the distance between us before he hesitates briefly. He’s waiting to see if I’ll stop him, if I’ll tell him to leave, or turn my head, but I don’t. I can barely fathom what’s happening, let alone even pretend I want it to end.
My body vibrates and my breath catches in my throat when he leans forward.
Tien brushes his lips across mine before claiming them. My brain shuts down the instant I feel the heat of them conform to mine. The kiss is soft at first, timid and delicate, but that changes when I feel his tongue sweep across my bottom lip, begging for entrance. I happily comply.
Electricity charges through me as I deeply kiss Tien. My fingers grip his jacket, clenching the fabric for something to help steady me, but it doesn’t. I don’t think anything will keep me from soaring right now.
Tien runs his fingers through my hair to cradle the back of my head, forcing my skin to prickle from the sensation. He pulls me closer, pressing his body to mine as he devours my mouth. I’ve never been kissed like this before—so consumed with the man holding me that I’m wonderfully lost.
Without warning, we’re jostled back into reality and forced to part when Tien’s umbrella is yanked from his grasp by an angry gust of wind. It sails over us and into the distance where the darkness and storm swallow it. Apparently his grip had loosened during the mind-clearing kiss and now he’s lost it.
The rain is beating against him and without the canvas to protect me, I’m being splashed, too. I welcome it. It’s actually helping soothe the inferno inside me.
With drooping lids, I look up at Tien. I know I’m flushed. After a kiss like that, how could I not be? But to my surprise, his expression mirrors my own. Tien’s chartreuse eyes are darkened and clouded with desire, his full, bee-stung lips are parted as he draws in short breaths, and the tips of his ears are pink with blush. I don’t know if I have the right to be proud of that fact, but I am.
“I should go,” I say as strongly as I can.
He only nods. Without a word, Tien tenderly kisses me once more before letting me dash into my building. On reflex, I charge for the stairwell in the corner of the lobby, but I’m well aware he’s still outside and pause before I can disappear. Through the glass and thanks to the lights on the street, I can see Tien standing at the driver’s door of his Audi.
He still looks drunk with desire. His hair’s windswept into his eyes, and his lips are parted, glistening from the rain. I actually let out a heavy breath. He looks like he belongs on the glossy pages of a catalog on a beach selling some kind of cologne. But the truth is, Tien Bloodstone puts every one of those speedo-stuffing models to shame.
We’re locked in our staring contest, waiting for the other to break it, but neither of us seems willing. I have to, however, just to save myself from the heart attack he seems determined to push on me. I don’t know what possessed me, but for some reason, I cast a wave in his direction. His response will haunt my dreams, alongside that kiss, as the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
He smirks wickedly.
I dash into the stairwell before I can faint, but it’s a close call. I actually have to lean against the wall just to try to steady myself.