Wickedly Yours (Witches of Pleasant Grove, #2)

by Jennifer Chipman

For all the girls who want a six and a half foot tall winged man to swoop in and tell them that they’re fated mates. (Me too.)

That way, I didn’t think about the dreams haunting my sleep—the vision of those golden eyes that I just couldn’t shake off.

I tried not to think about my dream from last night. The one that always started the same way. A flash of dark hair. Golden eyes. Mighty wings that unfurled in front of me. A palace that I was sure I’d never seen before.

Another bat boy to add to my collection

He looked directly at me, those dark eyes—almost black—practically peering into my soul. “I think I did.”

Right. He had wings, too. I wondered what that was like. My cheeks heated once again,

Are we going to get a Feysand moment where they do the deed as they fly over the realm? Say Less.

“There you two are,” he said. “We’ve been looking for you.”

Wrong series, but it still gives me butterflies

“Because you’re my light in the dark. You shine so bright, Luna. I never thought… No, could have never even imagined you. How you would illuminate my entire world.”

For you, Moonbeam, I’d do anything. For our future, I’d tear down the world and rebuild it, even if it just meant one more day with you.

It’s giving “I would have waited 500 more years. A thousand years. And if this was all the time we were allowed… it would have been worth it”