Born of Nothing
Jill Ramsower
(The Fae Games #4)
Publication date: March 5th 2019
Genres: Adult, Fantasy, Romance
It was over before it began.
A druid woman and a Fae man—we were two people from different worlds, only by chance did our paths happen to cross. He was beautiful and damaged and totally captivating. If only I could have continued to buy into the propaganda of fear and hate my people had taught me about the Fae, then maybe I would have believed him to be the savage he appeared to be.
Instead, I offered the cryptic man my help. The time I spent with him allowed me to see the man he was behind the chiseled, formal exterior. What developed between us was tender, intimate, and totally unexpected.
My druid family was not as enlightened as I was. My mom didn’t want me near the Fae; she certainly never would have understood that I had developed feelings for a Fae man. I tried to keep my private life a secret. I tried to keep the peace, but my mother’s threats and intolerance left me with no choice. I had to make the hardest decision of my life. I had to leave the only family I’d ever known. I just never imagined what I’d face when I didn’t make it out in time…
EXCERPT
Daeglan ran the back of his fingers down my cheek in a gentle caress before offering me more water. His barely-there touch felt like the warmest embrace, and I longed for the comfort it suggested. For several minutes he fed me by hand and gave me water without a word between us, and the reprieve from my misery was a balm to my aching soul.
Gratitude bubbled up inside me. Gratitude to be fed, to quench my thirst, to be cared for. The emotion expressed itself in a single tear down my cheek.
He softly swiped at the moisture with his thumb, and I leaned into his hand cupping my cheek. In a swift motion, Daeglan lifted me onto his lap and cradled me in his arms. I pressed my forehead into the crook of his neck and shed silent tears. Somewhere in the back of my mind I knew that this man was the enemy, but I was too broken to care.
The comfort that he offered was all that mattered.
“You are an amazing creature, Catronia,” he murmured into my hair. “I know you’ll find your way home, to your mother, and to me. We can be a family, together.”
Together.
I should have wanted nothing to do with the man, but all I could focus on was that together was not alone.
Author Bio:
Jill is a Texan, born and raised. She manages the hectic social calendars for her three active children and occasionally spends an evening with her dashing husband. Aside from being an author and a mom, she’s an attorney, travel junkie, and voracious reader.
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