More on this book
Kindle Notes & Highlights
by
Molly Tullis
Read between
August 3 - August 6, 2025
salt and pepper strands
Hot
He had rugged features, a heavy five o’clock shadow, and Fern could swear she saw a scar on his cheek.
Oh god. So hot.
“Do I look like a myth to you, Ms. Fern McEwan?” The office disappeared, and all Fern saw was blackness.
“Sorry, am I supposed to go throw the ring into Mordor?” Calum scoffed. “Are you choosing now to make a Lord of the Rings reference?” “Yes, because that’s how seriously I’m taking what you’ve just said.”
Bahhhaaa
Dr. Calum Welsh is secretly a powerful fae prince. No problem, lots of academics have second jobs.
I literally snorted. Lmfao.
She was used to masking in some ways with most people, but not typically with her brother.
One of us!
“You’re never an inconvenience, Ms. McEwan.” Calum cut her off, and Fern couldn’t keep the surprise off her face. Like most caretakers, Fern assumed she was a burden at all times and struggled to accept Calum’s statement at face value.
Love. This. So relatable.
His instincts insisted he provide for Fern, even if all he could do in the moment was make a cup of tea.
The entire space crackled with magic and smelled like ink and old books. Fern almost fainted as she tried to take it all in.
HEAVEN
Fern nearly burst of excitement, momentarily distracted by the idea of magical research. “You certainly know how to tempt a woman.” “A woman, no,” Emmett laughed. “A fellow nerd, yes.”
Calum watched her with a predator’s gaze as Fern fidgeted in her chair.
Eyes of a predator…
Oh, think of anything else. Please think of anything else right now than Calum Welsh’s hands.
“Of course it is,” Fern fought the urge to roll her eyes, “because the ancient druid worship site has to be in the woods behind a creepy old church.” “’Tis the Christian way. Find something pagan and claim it for your own.”
😂
“Exquisite,” he murmured, wrapping an arm around her waist. Before Fern could react, he spun her around and bent her over the pew.
🥵
“I need your submission, Fern.” Calum was nearly pleading. “I need it.”
Yum
“Respect your elders, young lady,” he winked, “or I’ll see you after class.” Fern let out a surprised squeak that had Calum cataloging her reaction. Duly noted.
He knew it was only in fairytales that princes and kings ruled the world. In reality, it was librarians and receptionists.
YES
Emmett shrugged and took a seat. “Also, you smell like her.” Calum snapped towards Emmett, his eyes burning gold. “Don’t fucking smell me.”
Lol
“You’ve been trapped in this world since 1746. Get a Kindle!”
Dead
