Daughters of Elysium: Book Two
Getting banished from the magical island of Elysium was the best thing that ever happened to me.
Sure, I was born a Faerie princess, but life in the Fae territory is not kind to women—especially those born to power. So I may not have done anything wrong, but when I was twelve and the Oracle blamed me and the five heirs to the other territories for the Darkness spreading throughout the island, I was happy to be cast out.
Maybe I’ve never truly adjusted to the mortal realm, but at least here I don’t have to worry about having my magic torn from me, or having my life given over to someone else’s control. So when Devryn Ryder, Lord of the Hunter territory, shows up claiming he’s my fated mate here to take me home to Elysium, it isn’t exactly a dream come true. Especially not when he tells me the Oracle now believes I and the other heirs must return to fight the Darkness, and Devryn is destined to stand at my side.
It may be less than ideal, but Devryn and I are both practical people. He wants to lead his territory—which he can’t do if the Elders punish him for failing to return with me—and despite everything, I want to return to Elysium, so long as I never set foot on Faerie land again. So we come to an agreement—I’ll return with him, and he’ll ensure no Fae ever touches me again.
What could go wrong with a platonic bargain between two heirs? We’re born to make these kinds of matches. Unfortunately, my fated mate is tall, dark, and sexy as hell, and keeping my hands off him proves more difficult than I’d anticipated…especially since he seems to be having the same problem where I’m concerned.
Throw in the very real threat of the Darkness, and I start to wonder if staying in the mortal realm wouldn’t have been the wiser decision. But the Fae are tougher than we look, and I’m done being pushed around—by the Fae, by the Oracle, by the Darkness. If I have to vanquish evil to get my happy ending, so be it.