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Isay is the only light fae in the court of death fae besides her mother who married their king. As the whole court drools for her life force it is not the safest place to be. Everyone is her enemy as far as she knows. Even as her attraction to one of her guards grows she will not fall for it. He is ruthless and cruel. That man killed another fae in front of her!Karmuth is one of the death fae guards assigned to protect Isay. Only he really wants to touch her, knowing real well one touch would lead to Isay's immediate death. Battling with emotions, logic and something else, a hunger deep within that has nothing to do with craving Isay's life force and everything to do with his blinding desire for her, Karmuth finally learns why he is different from the rest of his court.Enemies to loversFated matesForced proximityAge gapTouch her and you'll dieIf he touches her, she'll die
After surviving a plane crash Amber needs a reason to keep going. As the nightmare of the accident replays every night, her life has turned to a slow torture. Taking her mother's advice she starts going to therapy. It is not the advice she gets or the relief of finally being able to talk to someone that helps Amber during this dark time but the instant attraction slowly turning into unforgivable love.Forbidden! This type of love is so utterly forbidden, but Amber needs it, craves for it. Lives for it. It becomes her sole focus, her only reason to wake up each morning. Angels Around Us was first published as part of Tease Me Contemporary Romance Collection.----- "What would you like to talk about today?" he asks when he looks up from his notebook. There it is: the question."I want to talk about the airplane," I reply, looking away from him."Okay, Amber." The easiness from his voice is gone as if he is dreading this conversation as much as I am. "You were going to the airport with your sister," Adriaan recounts."Yes, I was. She dropped me off at the 'kiss and fly' zone. Getting through security was no trouble; my luggage was taken by the woman at check-in and sent directly to the plane. I only had a small bag with me and a neck pillow. I was early, so the waiting area close to where my flight was going out from was quite empty, but after a while ... an older American woman sat across from me. They ... they like to talk, Americans. She was telling me how her daughter lived in Amsterdam, and she was going ... that she would visit her. How she'd never been outside of the USA before, but there was a first time for everything."When the boarding started, it was a lot busier. A guy in front of me in the queue had a skateboard strapped to his backpack. A woman with two young children was trying to find their passports while one of them was pulling her skirt. A couple ... So many people, Adriaan. So many ... so many lives."
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