Whispered Melodies
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Last published Fri, Apr 26, 2024
Azriel couldn't believe his eyes, after 500 years of misery and jealousy he finally felt the mating bond snap. To a human girl who is overwhelmed by the situation but is willing to get to know him. Everything he had always wanted is so close for him to reach but one wrong decision, one hasty move and the delicate bubble they life in burst and they will be lost forever. Forever ... A constant worry in his mind. She was human. How long could their forever last?
Lizzy struggles with herself, mirrors something she avoids at all costs, the touch of people sending her into a panic attack. And then she meets a dark haired stranger and she can't keep away, magically being pulled to him, she tries to open up and finds a world full of wonders she never dared to dream about.
Part 2 of my A Court of Love And Eternity Series
Part 1: Autumn Burn
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