How to Fake It with a Fae (Seven Suitors for Seven Witches #1)

by Amy Boyles

In my opinion, those who dislike puppies and kittens as well as nonreaders are without souls.

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Because deep down I’ve been spending my life thinking that I’m not worthy or good enough, but if there’s one thing that spending time with Feylin’s taught me, it’s that I’m more than the sum of what I’m not capable of.

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“Because darling”—she magicks away the screens and I step forward—“I know when a man’s in love, and that man is desperately in love with you.”

oh gosh

Because he’s settled into my bones like minerals. He’s become so much a part of my life that I can’t imagine him not being in it, and I realize that I don’t want a life that he’s not a part of. Which is when I also realize that if Feylin loves me, then I love him, too. Which terrifies me more than anything.

you lovvvveee himmmm

“You mentioned the joining. Yes, it ties us to one another. But even if we’d never joined, fate would have brought us together, because nothing and no one could’ve hidden you from me. Not even the heavens could’ve secreted you away. If they’d needed to, the earth and the sky would’ve changed places so that you and I could find one another, because from the first moment we met, I wanted to carve out a space in my life for you, and nothing on this earth or beyond would’ve stopped me from doing that.”

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Love was here, with me, in my heart, but it was sucked away, and I’ll never get it back. Never.

poor baby 😭

look him dead in the eye. “I’ve learned that you aren’t good enough for me. So no, there’s no way I would ever take you back, and if I can help it, I’ll make sure that none of my sisters fall for you, either.”

get him

Then I take Feylin’s hand and he whispers, “You look beautiful. I almost didn’t recognize you.” My brow lifts. “Would that have stopped you from marrying me?” He smirks, silently saying as if that would’ve stopped me. “Your light can’t be hidden beneath clothes. You shine like a star, Addison Thornrose, and I love you.” “I love you, too.” My heart’s full then, and I barely even hear a word that the priest says as he begins the ceremony.

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“If this isn’t true love,” he whispers. Taking his hand, I kiss his knuckles. “Then true love doesn’t exist.” He pulls me to him, tucking me under his chin. “And I’ve got a golden rose to prove it.”

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