Bow Before the Elf Queen (The Elf Queen, #1)

by J.M. Kearl

“If anyone touches her in any way, death will come swiftly. And I am the reaper.”

This felt like who she was meant to be. A warrior.

“Holy horseballs!” Tifapine exclaimed standing on the back of Midnight, holding his reins as they sauntered over. “Your magic is something special for certain. And look at me. I’m riding all by myself.”

“I’ve had enough arguing with you. As your mate, you are mine. You can deny it until you have no breath, you can fight me and hit me and call me every filthy name you can think of, you could even try to kill me again, but I’m not going anywhere. You are mine and I am yours, and I will destroy anyone who gets in my way.”

“But if you want to stay, I promise I’ll love you so fiercely that they will write sonnets about our love. I will tear this world apart for you, I will fight until I have nothing left to give and destroy anyone who hurts you, and I will guard your heart most of all. Just, please, wake up.”