The Prince of Prohibition (Fae of the Roaring Age, #1)

by Marilyn Marks

Most days, I was terrified of what would happen if he actually found me. Others, I secretly prayed he would.

We didn’t know one another outside of dreams, we weren’t even the same species, yet his presence in the room was more familiar than my own flesh. Like where my soul ended his began, where he existed I did too, and that was the most terrifying part of all of this.

“If something happens to me, I swear I will haunt you for the rest of my days, Jack Warren.” He released a low sigh. “You already do.”