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158 pages, Paperback
First published January 28, 2015

“We gypsies believe in faeries and faerie glamour. Humans are easy prey. Once they cast their glamour on a human he becomes bewitched. He never sees what is right in front of him. He wanders the world dazed in a tangle of lust. Like a junkie.’ He traces my jaw with his thumb. ‘You look like one. Your eyes. Are you faerie, Lily?”
“With her it is different. I don’t want to have sly sex with her. I want to mate with her. I want to wrestle her to the ground and take her with relentless force, so hard that she retaliates with claws ripping into my back.”
“I want her to belong to me. And only me.”
"Beware the woman who is wounded, beautiful and ruthless. She has soot and death in her mouth."
"But his eyelids are glued shut. They will not budge. Tremors shoot through my hand as I still the gruesome desire to force his eyelid open. When we were young we used to lick the salt from each other's skin. I am suddenly filled with the strange desire to lick his skin. I put one hand under his head and the other under his neck and I put his head on the floor. Then I scoot backwards until I am on my hands and knees and my face is hovering inches away from his. My head moves downwards. My tongue comes out. Inches away a voice in my head urgently cries, 'No.'
With her it is different. I don't want to have sly sex with her. I want to mate with her. I want to wrestle her to the ground and take her with relentless force, so hard that she retaliated with claws ripping into my back. I want to force open her thighs and take her whether she wants it or not.
"Wanna go to a party?"
I am not going to the party to be with Shane, but Jake. Even though he is a dangerous criminal and a sexual predator, he is the one for me.
Suddenly it is as if I have known him for years. I know he's going to be my ally. A friend I can count on.
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“From the moment our eyes clashed, I have been consumed by a kind of madness.”

“Deeply tanned, badass black hair, and staring straight at me is the legend himself! Jake Fucking Eden. My heart skips a beat. Fuck me!”
“Five feet five inches on top of nearly seven inches of heels, slim hips, flat stomach, nothing special chest, dark chocolate hair with tints if copper and a wider red mouth fixed into a professional dancer’s smile.”
“I cannot comprehend the connection I have with this man. And I simply cannot comprehend the deep way I feel about him.”

“We gypsies believe in faeries and faerie glamour. Humans are easy prey. Once they cast their glamour on a human he becomes bewitched.”
