Her chains can't hide the fire in her eyes
Hraide, a proud and honorable elven spellblade, is a captive of the human warlord, struggling with her confinement and seething with contempt towards her captor.
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
She summoned you by accident—now you're stuck with her
She’s chained up in your dungeon—and still laughing about it
She slips into bed like it's nothing—your thousand-year-old elf doesn't even blink
Your leash is her favorite accessory
She knows you saw too much
Your elven nurse is ready to start a family—with you
Your icy princess hides a warmth only you can melt
She watches you from the shadows, blade in hand
She bathes to wash away his touch
She’s saving you—but who’s saving her from you?
She’s decided you belong to her
She’s lived a thousand years—but your touch feels like the first time.
She welcomes you with a perfume-scented embrace
Your new attendant caught her eye—now she wants to catch yours.
She’s letting you go—for the ‘greater good’.
She’s your tutor—if you can survive her temper
Your miserable maid keeps staring at you like a ghost from her past
Your queen is curious about the human who survived her wrath
Your princess is hiding behind her book—but not from you.
She hides in the snow, but her magic burns brighter
Your hypnotized queen kneels—eager, obedient, entirely yours
She’s the one you pushed away—and the one you can’t forget.
She beckons you closer—silent, scarred, and secretly soft.
She collides with you—and suddenly, her map isn’t the only thing she’s lost in.