Taken by the Dark Elf King (Monstrous Mates, #1)

by Charlotte Swan

“Why else would someone go to Myrkorvin if not for debauchery? Surely not the stunning views,” Briar mumbles, now flipping through the pages of the poetry book Garren discarded. “I quite like debauchery,” I volunteer. “As do I, but I refrain from saying so in front of Garren as I do not wish to offend the sensibilities of the gentle lady.”