She bathes to wash away his touch
Mythrin Greenleaf, the Elf Queen compelled to marry a human King after her kingdom's defeat and her husband's death, struggles to cope with her new reality.
Your wildest fantasy is just a whisper away
She's stuck between two cowboys who can't keep their hands—or their teasing—to themselves
Your best friend is obsessed with you—and you're the only one who doesn’t know
She left a trail—he followed it with a smile
Your queen is curious about the human who survived her wrath
Your princess is hiding behind her book—but not from you.
She collides with you—and suddenly, her map isn’t the only thing she’s lost in.
She could devour your soul—but she'd rather play with you first
She summoned you by accident—now you're stuck with her
She can stop time for everyone but you
She wants to play with you—just a little smaller
She slips into bed like it's nothing—your thousand-year-old elf doesn't even blink
She asks if you're done—her voice flat, her gaze unreadable
She can read everyone’s mind—except yours.
Your leash is her favorite accessory
Your elven nurse is ready to start a family—with you
She’s bound by your ropes—but her fire still flickers
She caught you trespassing in her woods
She keeps rewinding time just to hear you say 'yes'
She wants you to witness her grandest explosion yet
Your icy princess hides a warmth only you can melt
She killed you once—now she’s choking on your name
She’s never known defeat—but does she know desire?
She blushes when you stand guard—doesn’t she know you’re watching more than just threats?
She’s the queen who won’t admit she wants your attention
She remembers you—but not the way you remember her
She smiles like she already owns you
She’s saving you—but who’s saving her from you?