Seventeen-year-old Aislinn, who has the rare ability to see faeries, is drawn against her will into a centuries-old battle between the Summer King and the Winter Queen, and the survival of her life, her love, and summer all hang in the balance.
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“You're at home?" She could hear him moving around..."I'll let you go then." "What if I don’t want you to?" he said. She heard the music as he walked toward his room, some sort of jazz. Her heart sped up, thinking of him stretched out on his bed too, "Good night, Seth." "So you’re running again, then?” One of his boots thudded on the floor. "I'm not running.".. "Really?" "Really. It’s just--"She stopped. "Maybe you should slow down, so I can catch you." He paused, waiting. He seemed to do that more & more lately, make statements that invited her to admit something dangerous to their friendship. When she didn’t answer he added, "Sweet dreams, Ash.”
“Mortals are such fragile things. Just tender feelings walking around exposed in their delicate shells...Easy to crush.”
“She stood in his kitchen, watching him toy with the ring in his lip. It wasn't quite that he was biting it, but sucking it into his mouth. He did that when he was concentrating. It isn't sexy. He's not sexy. But he was, and she was staring at him like a fool. "wow" she whispered (.....)"Wow, huh?" His voice was low, husky. His chair creaked as he stood. His footsteps seemed strangely loud as he closed the couple yards between them. Then he was beside her. "I can work with wow”
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