Moonlight, the WHITNEY AWARD NOMINATED prequel to The Subtle Beauty (free on Amazon), is the book critics are calling “Kind of ethereal”, “…a fairytale world that will steal your heart and fuel your imagination”.
In this fractured retelling of THE SWAN PRINCESS, one girl will sacrifice much to save her family.
When her mother dies, Aowyn vows to protect her brothers and father from the conniving Ciatlllait who is bent on usurping the throne and the kingdom.
To do this, Aowyn makes a deal with the twisted creature Sylas Mortas, only realizing too late that breathing a word of their bargain will kill her swan brothers. Will she be able to wait out the 1,000 moons the steep price of the deal requires with war and romance on the horizon?
Find out in MOONLIGHT.
Drums began to beat again in a deep, driving cadence. Aowyn felt something stir in her and, not giving a second thought, grinned at Xander and grabbed his hand. The Bealtaine bonfires danced in her eyes. She tugged at him, and they dashed off across the fields to the edge of the woods. A rush of electricity zipped down her spine. She tingled with excitement. She led Xander into the woods where the firelight died behind them, and only moonlight illuminated the way.
Xander laughed breathlessly. He stopped her against a tree and turned her to him. Aowyn’s eyes glittered. She bit her lower lip. He smiled back and slipped his hand under her abundant curls. She placed her hand on his shoulder and wondered if he could feel her pulse race beneath his palm. Xander lowered his head to hers. Noses touched. He stepped closer, wordlessly asking for consent to kiss her.
Her eyes fluttered shut as Xander’s mouth pressed to hers. Her hand slid to the back of his neck; her fingers brushed against his wavy locks. Aowyn breathed in sharply and softened her mouth to the curve of his.
Xander was emboldened. One arm moved to the small of her back and pulled her closer to him. His other hand slowly slipped down her neck and arm until it found her waist. Her breath raced as she became aware of him as a man. Xander widened his mouth and teased at her lips with his tongue.
Heat rose in Aowyn, radiating from her core. Her hands went to his chest and pushed him away.
Xander studied her with confusion.
She leaned against the tree. Moonlight washed over her face. She dug her nails into the bark and gasped.
Xander approached her again and embraced her gently. He caressed her cheek and leaned his forehead against hers. “I mean to make you my wife, Wynnie.” He took her hand and slid the Ring of Royals onto her finger. “Will you not have me?”
Aowyn searched his eyes. She grasped his wrists to put them away from her and bolted.
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