Song of the Fae (Wildsong, #1)

by Tricia O'Malley

“Careful, mavourneen. You don’t know what game you’re playing.” Nolan’s voice was low, but he pushed a wave of magick through them so she could feel his power. “Just because I didn’t volunteer to play doesn’t mean I won’t compete.”

“She’s…she’s like when the clouds pull away from the night sky and reveal the sparkle of stars. Her presence brings light to even the deepest of darkness.

“Since I first laid eyes on you. Since the very first touch, I’ve wanted you. I dreamed of my lips on your skin, of tasting your mouth, of feeling you beneath me…over me. Thoughts of you have consumed me to the point of almost madness, mavourneen.”