(Here's a teaser for Enchanted, the third book in the Touched series. This teaser is from the pre-edited manuscript, and subject to change before release.)
London wasn’t looking for Mr. Right. Not even
Mr. Right Now. No, she searched for someone much more special than that. More
unique. She searched for someone with that special Touch. The Touch she craved.
The Touch she would die without.
Most humans cursed with this particular
addiction died lonely, miserable deaths. But London wasn’t like most humans.
She wouldn’t go out that way.
Six weeks.
For six weeks she’d scrounged for every lead.
Hit up favors from every underworld scum, fey or otherwise. Promised some
disgusting favors to others, if they could point her in the right direction.
Six weeks of total agony. The need… the longing
twisted within her, becoming more and more unbearable with each breath. Finding
a Sidhe wasn’t an option. It meant her life and her sanity.
But finding this special someone was only the
first problem. The second… well, that’s what the gun was for.
So when she spotted tall, dark, and Sidhe
slipping out of the curtain of Glamour that hid the entrance to a fey-only
club, London trailed him from the shadows. London knew how to tail a suspect
and this fellow appeared too preoccupied fiddling with his smart phone to notice
much around him.
To the uninitiated, this particular Sidhe could
pass for human. A really sexy human male. The kind of sexy that made you stare.
The kind of drop-dead gorgeous Hollywood would pay millions for, but could only
achieve after hours in a make-up chair, careful camera angles, and creative
lighting. There’s simply no such thing as an unattractive Sidhe. Heck, there
was no such thing as a kind-of good-looking Sidhe. They were all... every last
cursed one of them... too damned sexy for anyone’s good.
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