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His eyes narrowed, his teeth bared in a snarl

Where the hell had that come from? He’d never been hit by a woainst hih of him Fact was, they worshiped him What the bloody hell was her problem?

Damned Irish One could never predict the tempers of those fiery, h the centuries untouched by evolution, as hotheaded and barbaric today as they’d been in the Iron Age

He arched a brow, trying to fatholanced down at himself No latent part of the queen’s curse had kicked in,attention He was still his usual irresistible self: the sexy, dark-eyed, hland blacksmith who drove women wild

After a moment’s reflection, he decided that she just wanted to play rough Liked her ed Fine After three hellishcursed, threeall that and more

He could use an outlet

Gabby was at the front door, her hand closing on the doorknob, when the back door exploded open, spraying slivers of door frame and bits of dead bolt everywhere

Metal and wood screeched protest as two-hundred-plus pounds of furious fairy blasted through it

Knowing she had the lead by mere precious seconds, she turned the knob and yanked the door open, only to feel the thud of its palain

Impossible! No way it could move that fast!

But it had, and now she was trapped: hard door in front, harder fairy behind

For a few franticto escape, but itto anticipate her every feint and joust, bracing its hands on either side of her, caging her in with its powerful body

Unable to evade, she went still as a cornered anis to say collided in herwith a pathetic little "please" But she was da; it would probably enjoy that