A carefully forged peace is threatened by unforeseen danger.
Fated Elves, 3
The prospect of going to college terrifies Dustin, and he balks at using Casersis’s money to do it. Along with his normal, human insecurities, Dustin is beside himself between going to therapy to deal with changing species and worrying about his omega’s upcoming heat. But Dustin is unprepared for the new twist when he accidentally soulbonds with an enemy. Erastus is crazed to get Dustin away from Casersis and will stop at nothing to get his way.
Casersis is trying his hardest to put Dustin’s mind at ease, despite not understanding the very human hang-ups getting between them. But when his public relations officer attacks him, Casersis’s worries shift from Dustin to those trying to hurt him and his alpha.
With his mate distracted, Dustin’s new soulbond could cost his relationship with Casersis. Or—even worse—his life.
Right now, I was getting started on the decorative carvings for the gazebo I wanted to build once the snow abated and the ground dried out from the muddy part of spring. At least, I would be getting started if people would quit interrupting me. But I couldn’t turn down that shy grin if you paid me.
Stepping away from the workbench, I dusted the sawdust off my hands and pulled Casersis to me, molding our bodies together, and kissed him stupid. I always knew when “stupid” hit because he’d melt against me, and when I pulled back, his eyes were unfocused, his pupils blown wide, and he had this starstruck expression that took a few moments to clear away, so he was capable of coherent thought again. Those “few moments” depended on several factors, including if I kissed him again or if I brought him back with a nudge of my nose to his.
“Earth to Cass,” I said, trying to suppress my laughter. He looked so fucking edible that I nipped at his chin. “You okay in there?”
“Huh?” He swayed, and I couldn’t help it anymore. I laughed until he snapped out of it. “You are entirely too smug, beauty. It does not become you.”
I just laughed some more and kissed the tip of his nose. “Did you need anything, kitten, or did you just want a kiss?”
He smirked. “With you, my love, there is never such a thing as ‘just’ a kiss.”
Damn, if that didn’t inflate my ego to ridiculous proportions.
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If there’s one thing Devon likes most, it’s chaos. She has a chaotic mind, messy house, and throws her characters into every calamitous situation possible. When she isn’t writing, she’s editing or formatting other authors’ works, building websites, creating graphics, reading, playing video games, or watching Fortnite streams on Twitch. She likes to stay busy. So yes. Chaos.
Starting in 2003, Devon turned her writing bug away from poetry and online role play in chat rooms to write her first novel. Yes, it was trash, but the process of learning to edit that piece of garbage spurred her to learn more and more. By 2013, she read an author by the name of Raythe Reign, and somehow, Raythe’s stories finally made all that learning in Devon’s mind click. She wrote her first semi-salable book in two weeks. The next in ten days, and by the beginning of 2014, had seven books written.
Were they all trash? No, but she’s in the process of rewriting them, and has already written one, turning Duty and Sacrifice into three books of a nine-book series, The God Jars Saga. Those three books were followed by more, and the last two books in the series will be published in the first quarter of 2019.
Born on a Navy base in Patuxent River, Maryland, Devon has traveled the world, living in Sigonella, Sicily for three years, and visiting many European countries before moving back to the states around the age of seven. She’s lived in Florida for sixteen years, Oklahoma for a year, and Pennsylvania for the rest. She graduated from surgical technology school near the top of her class in 2004, and uses her medical and worldly knowledge to enrich her books whenever possible. Being the worldly woman she is, and having spent most of her teens as a broody goth, Devon has four tattoos, nine piercings, loves techno, electronica, dubstep, and similar music genres, and has an incurable internet addiction.
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