Mined in Magic (Falling for Fables, #3)

by Jenna Wolfhart

These gems—sunstones—were still treasures, even if they weren’t the grand prize. They glittered and shone, providing light and warmth in the dank, dark tunnels of The Deep. Without them, we couldn’t grow our food.

YES YES DWARF LORE GIMME GIMME GIMME

The entire arena was watching us, collective breath held as they waited to see what we’d do next. So, with that in mind, I stuck out my hand. “To putting on a good show.” A chuckle rumbled from his chest. “To entertaining the bloody lot of them.”

oh yes this rivalry is a slay

“I’ll admit, I’m starting to get that feeling, too,” I admitted—rather

guys do u think she admitted