The Fae who's lost everything. and the Soldier with nothing left to lose. The Queen, freshly crowned in bloodshed and fear. and the Stranger on the run from a world that wants him dead. The Songbird at the head of a realm on the brink of war. and the Wolf who'll stop at nothing to protect his new home. ☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦ When a broken man stumbles across the border, no one expects him to survive the night. They believe he comes seeking to use them - as so many before him have. But the stranger comes with a world of hate at his heels. Robbed of the one piece of control he ever had, and the few people he loved. He doesn't come seeking refuge nor riches. But a dignified end. A request the war-weary fae have no doubts will be quickly complied with. Their Queen, newly crowned yet her reign has already been tarnished. A Queen who has already seen far too much bloodshed in a far too short life, is tired of it. Instead she makes the newcomer a proposition. A place among them. An offer Quinn willingly accepts. For the first time in longer than either of them can remember, they face a life of peace. Something neither of them had ever expected to live long enough to see. A novelty neither of them was prepared for. And side by side they make their way into a new world and its challenges. Two worlds that ought never to have collided, but in each other they find familiar scars, a chance to heal. But it was never meant to last. Their history haunts them every step of the way, and finally it catches up to them. Elodie must fight for the peace she has spent so long fostering, but it already seems to be a losing battle. Quinn must prove himself deserving of all that he has been given, but he faces the threat he has spent so long running from. A fight for their lives, their love. But it may already prove too late. For there are some wounds even time can't heal.

❝ They watched the stars, night after night ❞ { Watty 2015 Winner Copyright © republicans. All Rights Reserved }

A normal conversation with his grandparents on a dizzy afternoon made his perspective towards life ,love and relations change. He started to live in beautiful state.

Is love limited to those who are the opposite gender and the same age? What the word "love" is actually used for in society. Is it a biological reaction, a chemical bond, or a physical need? Can age, gender, ethnicity, existence, time, and space be excluded? I don't know what love is, and I don't have any answers, but this story is my first love. Do I call it love? or a premortal connection?

Narrowly escaping an attack by wolves, Jaylin Maxwell is driven towards the alluring Quentin Bronx. Together, they unleash the beast inside Jaylin's heart. ***** Jaylin Maxwell has a strange relationship with wolves. They've saved his life before, but they're coming after him now. Attacked again, he only survives with the assistance of Quentin Bronx, a handsome man who brings his own wolf to the battle. Quentin is drawn to Jaylin, and despite their romantic tension, Quentin reveals a dangerous truth: there is a monster inside Jaylin, a monster that the wolves of the East are coming for. Under Quentin's guidance, Jaylin learns of his monstrous nature. Struggling to gain power over his body, and over his heart as he falls for the alpha protecting him, Jaylin prepares for the ultimate battle against the monsters coming for him-and the one inside himself. [[Winner of the 2018 Fiction Awards!]] [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]]