Hard to Reject
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Although the usurper is dead, the damage he inflicted will take time to undo. The strong belief that wolves and faeries should not mate still exists, despite the new queen’s decree.
And then a faery falls through the veil from the human world. A place she should never have been.
And she’s in active labor.
Faery healer Tate steps up and does what he does best; he helps her through the ordeal, and she delivers a healthy…wolf child.
Which isn’t supposed to happen.
To make it worse, the new mother has lost her memories. She has no idea what she was doing in the human world nor who the father of her babe might be.
As Tate helps her adjust to life in Faerell and bring her memories back, he also must resist his attraction to Celeste, because, eventually, her memories will return.
And so will the father of her babe.
This book contains a faery who listens to her heart despite having no memories, a healer who is too altruistic for his own libido, a deceitful monarch, and lots of twists, turns, oh, and spice, lots of spice! And it all happens in an entirely different world, where humans are not allowed to wander.
The Faerell series is best read in the following order:
Once Rejected, Twice Shy
Every Rejection You Make
Hard to Reject
Rhythm of the Warrior
A Perfect Enemy ~ coming soon
評分和評論
關於作者
TJ Bell is the naughtier alter-ego of romance author Tami Lund (although you should totally read Tami Lund’s book too, because they are really good too). She writes fantasy and paranormal, all the time. Her heroines are tough, even if they are broken, and her heroes tend to have a heart of gold under all that alpha.
When she isn’t writing snarky, steamy books, TJ Bell likes to take long walks on the beach with a tall glass of wine… oh wait, wrong bio. But still true.
TJ Bell lives in the (sometimes) beautiful state of Michigan, USA, where the weather is glorious approximately 30% of the time, with her even-more-snarky husband, snarky-in-training (and progressing impressively) college-age daughter, and her dog, Kaya, who wants to know if it’s dinnertime yet.
