“You’re blocking the door and some of us are trying to get inside.”Įager to remove herself from the spotlight, Elle stepped past the man with the silvery blue eyes, but the bouncer-who’d done nothing until this point except watch the unfolding scene in silence-brought one muscled arm down in front of her. “Hey, can you get out of the way?” a woman shouted from somewhere behind her. If they thought she was a shifter … well, she might not live to see morning. If the fae outside Club Onyx thought she was human, they’d probably just toss her across the street-onto her ass again. Well, either human or a shifter of some sort, but that was even worse. If anyone saw the color of her blood, they’d know in an instant that she was human.
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Her skin was grazed, but thank the stars she wasn’t bleeding. She uncurled her fingers the tiniest bit and examined her palm. This close up, he might notice they were fake. Her fingers itched to check whether her hair still covered the pointed tips of her ears, but she managed to resist the urge.
She cleared her throat and took a step back. That was the way the world worked, right? Of course the guy who’d witnessed her land gracelessly on her butt was heart-stoppingly gorgeous. His silvery blue eyes were piercing in a way that only fae eyes could be, and his dark hair was just the right kind of messy. “Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked.Įlle let go of him, twisting her left hand in slow, careful circles as she looked up and met his gaze. Momentum kept her going, but she managed to jerk to a halt before crashing into his chest a second time.
I Don’t Look Where I’m Going pulled her up. Since it was the quickest way out of this situation, she reached for it. Peeking up, she found a hand still stretched toward her.
This was exactly the kind of attention she tried to avoid. She turned swiftly away from the crowd, blond hair falling across her vision as her heart hammered against her ribcage. Every eyeball in the queue waiting to get inside the fae-exclusive nightclub was now on her. “I’m fine,” Elle answered automatically, darting a quick look over her shoulder. “I am so, so sorry,” said the owner of the broad chest, blocking the purple glare as he stepped closer and extended a hand toward her. Lifting her head, she squinted into the flashing neon purple light from the sign above the club’s doorway. She sucked in a hiss of breath as heat rushed immediately to her face. Rough concrete stung her palms, and pain shot up her left wrist. For more information please contact the author.Įlle Winter’s evening was going exactly according to plan until the moment she smacked face-first into a broad chest and landed on her bejeweled backside on the sidewalk outside Club Onyx. No part of this book may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means without prior written permission from the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.
Names, places, characters and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or, if real, used fictitiously.Īll rights reserved. But can she pay the price the Godmother demands in exchange? Her only hope is to wish for her freedom. In a world of fae, vampires and shifters, Elle is human, bound to her stepmother by a slave charm.
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