D. Lieber
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GENRE: Fantasy Romance
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BLURB:
Lady Melody Piobaire never lost faith her first love would come for her when she was forced from his side. That is, until she finds out he doesn’t even know who she really is…doesn’t even know she’s human. To make things worse, she’s the promised mistress of the sidhe king. Rather than bear Tir’s heir, she devises a plan to win back her true love in the most goblin of ways.
Orphaned elf Aodh never forgot what it was like growing up on the mean streets of Goblin-town. And now, as Goblin King, he’s dedicated to being the just and attentive ruler the neglected goblins deserve. So when a spoiled human who knows nothing of what it means to be a goblin tricks him into marriage, he’ll do anything to be rid of her.
Melody is certain she can win Aodh’s heart again, so she isn’t prepared for his hot and cold hostility. Aodh is unsettled by the forward human in his home and the way she seems to know just how to get to him.
What can Melody do if her only love no longer wants her, or worse, no longer exists?
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EXCERPT
The moment Selwyn saw Aodh’s dark eyes on us, he released my arm, and Tadhg stopped growling. But the displeasure in the Goblin King’s expression wasn’t aimed at Selwyn.
“Why am I not surprised?” Aodh said flatly. “A commotion at my door could be caused by no one else.”
My face flushed at his unfair statement. I wasn’t causing a commotion—Selwyn was. And even though I was using it as an opportunity to speak with him, I did have legitimate business.
“Selwyn, wait inside for me.”
“Aodh—” Selwyn murmured.
Aodh’s gaze didn’t leave mine. “I won’t be a moment.”
I clenched my jaw as Selwyn retreated to Aodh’s study. He doesn’t even address the Goblin King properly. Are they that close? Is he that trusted? That doesn’t bode well for me.
Aodh crossed his arms. “What is it this time?”
I raised my chin. “When I went into town this morning, I heard some concerns from the citizens I thought you ought to know about.”
Aodh raised an eyebrow. “Did you go into town this morning?”
I snorted. Is that how you want to play this? You know I did. You sent Charlie to protect me. Are you so desperate to appear indifferent toward me? I nodded my answer.
“That was very foolish,” he said. “Though I have tried to make Goblintown safer since becoming king, nowhere in Faerie is completely safe for humans.”
Normally, the scolding would only annoy me. How had I survived twenty-five years in Faerie without his sage advice? But this time, it didn’t annoy me because I knew where it came from.
I couldn’t stop my small smile, so I lowered my face as I dipped in a curtsy. “I appreciate your concern for my well-being, Your Majesty.”
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Beyond her sceptic and slightly pessimistic mind, Lieber wants to believe. She has been to many places—from Canada to England, France to Italy, Germany to Russia—believing that a better world comes from putting a face on “other.” She is a romantic idealist at heart, always fighting to keep her feet on the ground and her head in the clouds.
Lieber lives in Wisconsin with her husband (John) and cats (Yin and Nox).
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