Stolen iN the dark

Fae Bureau of Investigation

Winter Kingdom

Book 1

He forced me into their world. Now dark enemies want me dead.

When an attempted kidnapping leads me to be rescued by a dark ​and sexy Fae, I assume life can’t be any stranger… Until I discover ​I’m his fated mate, and that he needs my help to stop a ruthless ​enemy from kidnapping his kind.

If someone doesn’t stop the brutal attacks, it could lead to earth’s ​ultimate destruction, so if I want to survive, I have to join the Fae

Bureau of Investigation, with Damien as my superior.

But while Damien may be both hot as hell and my one-time hero, ​my unearthly ability to sense things through my hair is telling me ​to run: Damien can’t be trusted, and I would hate him as my boss.

With the enemy closing in, though, time is running out for me to ​make my choice: join the Bureau…or return home to my death.

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Damien scooped me up and slid me onto the desk. “There's no way to solve this if we don't go to Faery. You're ​trying my patience. Do you always take three or four hours to make a decision? Let me mark you or go ​home. We’re on a timeline here.”

“Not gonna happen. And you said I can't go home.”

A smirk jerked up on his tight, masculine face. “Of course, I don't want you to die, but choosing to not accept ​my mark is just as dangerous.”

With his nearness, I yearned for him to mold his body against mine. Some invisible force swirled around me, ​caressing my skin with feathery strokes. “Why? Because the Fae are so sexy?”

He grunted while his gaze dropped, and he edged closer. He was almost on me.

“So sexy like this?”

He again neared me. “I wouldn’t do that. You’re playing with fire. I can make you feel things beyond your ​imagination.”

I traced my fingers along the inside of his forearms while dipping my cheek next to his, almost touching it. ​“Try me.”

“Are you challenging me? Because you won’t be able to take it. If you lose against my magic, and you give ​up, you’ll have to wear my mark.”

I didn’t have to think long to know my answer. He wasn’t going to beat me. “Go ahead, do your worst. I can ​take it. There’s no way I’m wearing your mark.”

His fingers ran down my arm, and when he reached the crook of my elbow, he started to draw light circles on ​the spot. “Very well. Have it your way. But you’ll regret it. Or maybe you won’t.”

If you don't like scenes like these, please don't read Stolen in the Dark or this series. But if you're ready ​for a sexy, alpha male, and a sassy heroine, come along for their wild ride!