How Does It Feel? (Infatuated Fae, #1)

by Jeneane O'Riley

What was it in the small area of Willow Springs, Michigan, that drew such a large luna moth crowd?

“They form a circle of mushrooms when they’re fully grown. This must be the beginning. They call them fairy rings,” he said, looking around nervously.

I had no animal in me, but gods was I effected by her presence. I hated it.

“How does it feel?” he said, breathing heavily. “To know that I love you and that you have doomed me? That you and only you have the power to disarm and debilitate me. That you, a human, have dismantled every part of me and rebuilt it as a shrine in your honor.”

I wonder how much I could’ve loved him with a whole heart?