Loving Ean (The Fae Guard Book 2)
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Authors: Elle Christensen
Tags: #Fantasy, #Contemporary, #Romance, #Fiction, #Fae, #Guards, #Paranormal, #POV, #Fairy Tale Romance, #Soul Mate, #Fractured, #Lifelong Friends, #Destiny, #Soul, #Hell, #Forever, #Worth, #Guilt, #Adult, #Erotic
Loving Ean
Copyright © 2015 Elle Christensen
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Cover Design: Elle Christensen
Photo: Dollar Photo Club
Editor: Jacquelyn Ayres
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Table of Contents
Books by Author Elle Christensen
For my love,
Thank you for choosing to love me.
About the Fae
It is common among humans to see things not as they are, but as what their imaginations perceive them to be. Experiences are romanticized and folklore is created. However, some of these tall tales are not as far-fetched as you might think. For within a lie, there is always a kernel of truth. Among these legends are those of otherworldly creatures and people. Nevertheless, the truth is often so wildly distorted that you may not recognize them for what they are. So, let me enlighten you.
There is a world beyond the human realm. One of creatures whose nature is between human and angel. In fact, they are said to be descended from fallen angels. They are a species who crave the sun, for without it, they will lose their pure magic and wither away. They can see beyond the human eye and hear beyond the human ear. They possess white-blond hair and bright blue or green eyes that shine like jewels. Their natural bodies are light, though not see through, but with an astral glow. Yet, the fae are changeable and when they venture into the human world, their skin loses some of its luster, taking on a matte sheen that blends them in with humans.
They are a people of magic. Magic that is protective in nature, used for the care of innocents, the healing of wounds, and to fight the evil forces that would threaten the vulnerable. Though they can confuse you with their words, they cannot lie. For, if they do, they will become a part of a darker world, an evil existence. Their glow will dim, their lustrous blond hair will bleed into black, and their eyes will become the shade of the mud that has colored their soul. They will endeavor to bring more light over to the dark.
Children that are a mix of this people and humans are targeted because they are easier to turn. They must spend their early years in the human world until they are marked at the age of twenty-one. Then their mixed nature will be detectable and the magic will flow through their veins, allowing them to enter both realms. But, there are those who can seek the dormant magic lying in wait to be released. They are protected because knowledge of their true people is built upon the folklore of the humans. They cannot fully comprehend what they will become and the importance of keeping the existence of this people a secret. They are more susceptible to be courted by the darkness, and in the dark, they are as their ancestors are, one of the fallen.
They are the Fae.
*Read “About the Fae” before beginning the prologue*
“SHE’S YOUR FATE, YOU
know.” I sit back n my chair and glare at the woman seated behind the desk in front of me. Her piercing amethyst eyes are boring into me and I fight the urge to squirm in my seat. I’ve never seen her look so serious and it throws me for a moment. But, we both know that my future will be set by my choices and I’m sticking to that decision.
“You think I don’t know that?” I ask, incredulously. “Do you really think I haven’t noticed the connection between our souls, when I’m around her? The rush of power?” The only thing I feel stronger is the attraction, pulsing through my body, every time I’m near her.
Fate shrugs. “You’re being so bullheaded that I was starting to wonder if you’re blind too.” Her words only serve to further irritate me. Why can’t she accept that my choice is made with the intention of saving the one I’m fated with? I can’t give her the focus and dedication that comes with a relationship like that. She’d wind up being unhappy and resenting me. I refuse to drag her down into my personal hell.
“I don’t have a clear picture yet about what the hell is going on, or where things are going.” Her voice is practically shaking with fury. “I
can
tell you, it’s not just your kids being turned.” Her anger abates and she sighs, suddenly looking completely worn out. Her purple eyes become turbulent with frustration and sadness, “How many times do I have to tell you that it wasn’t your fault?”
I don’t give her an answer, just silently stand and walk to the door. Before I reach it, I turn around. “I have the choice whether or not to accept our matched souls and follow a fated destiny. It’s my decision to walk away. She’ll find someone else,” I announce stubbornly. The fated connection of the Fae isn’t like the human idea of being mated. It’s more like a merging of two compatible souls, and that bond strengthens your magic when you are together. However, we aren’t ruled by it; we are free to make our own destiny should one or both of the couple decide against being together. Thinking of her with someone else creates a burning in my chest and almost takes my breath away.