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262 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 6, 2021

“How would I know anything about this crazy shit before I met the Guardians? I knew nothing. Now, though. Now I know I’m channeling an energy I don’t want. Fairies aren’t just a fairy tale. Witches are a thing.” I glance at the door. “And giant Scandinavian arseholes exist.”
Funny how life can kiss you one day and punch you in the balls the next.
Vampires. Werewolves. Fairies. Fucking vampire fairy princes. I’m living in a fairy tale.
All I can see are silver eyes. I’m fixated—on a man. On a six-foot-seven Scandinavian werewolf man with King Kong pecs. Either I’m not as straight as I always assumed, or the Flame has it bad for True Grounders.
I raise my fists. I assume Belanger means for Adams to take another run at me, maybe show me some fancy Guardian moves, but the man begins to strip. He unties his leather vest, drops it to the floor with a thud, and unbuckles his trousers. What the hell is he gonna do? Slap me with his dick?
“You already have me, Michael. You’ve had me since the moment I met you. Since ‘Dude, I’m not into men.’”
I grin at the memory. “I’m not!”
He leans down to my ear. “You’re into me,”


"I know who you are because you belong to me. You were born to be mine." ~ Prince Alexei Vasiliev