Storm Warrior (The Grim Series)
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Enslaved for millennia by the masters of the Welsh faery realm, the fierce Celtic warrior Rhys is doomed to wander the earth forever. But when a brave beauty unwittingly breaks the enchantment, he is drawn into a strange new world…and an all-consuming desire.
Sensible Morgan doesn’t believe in magic—until a mysterious being saves her from a fate worse than death, and life as she knows it changes forever. Now the man of her dreams has become flesh and blood, igniting a spark in Morgan’s soul which science cannot explain. But even a love that transcends time may not be strong enough to withstand the power of an ancient curse.
From the best-selling author of Changeling Moon, this stirring novel of passion and magic launches an addictive new series for fans of paranormal romance.
would be her protector to the end of his days. The big mastiff slept most of the time but was healing well. Morgan often snatched a few minutes throughout the day to sit with the dog, while she fingered the heavy metal collar around his muscled neck. Not only were there no tags or nameplate, she could find no fasteners, no buckles or clasps. It was like nothing she’d ever seen, and she’d been unable to remove it. Thick silver coils and links interlocked in an intricate Celtic design. An inset to
warned you about that.” The black dog simply thumped his tail on the floor. “I’m glad it’s okay with you,” she continued, as she pulled up a barstool to the counter and ate her salad. “I’m thinking you should come to work with me as much as possible. Unless I’m out on a farm call or something. I just don’t want you to be alone all day, Rhyswr. I want you to be happy.” The dog laid his enormous head on her thigh, and she rubbed his soft ears. Half an hour later, his head was in the same
it took all her willpower to leave the dog in the laundry room. As she curled up under her blankets, she wondered why she hadn’t allowed herself to get a dog sooner. Her last thought before falling asleep was that she’d obviously been waiting for the right one to come along. He’d known that the shattering of the faery-forged collar would summon the attention of the Tylwyth Teg, but Rhys hadn’t expected messengers so soon. Ancient beyond counting, beautiful beyond imagining, two beings stood in
“My sword arm and my shield are yours to command,” he said solemnly. Uh-huh. “Actually it’s your hands I’m going to need.” The only thing in their favor was that the Kendrick farm was just a few roads over from her own. Morgan was grateful for that and for the double suspension in the clinic truck as she drove as fast as she dared over potholes and gravel. She spotted the horse as she turned into the Kendricks’ driveway. The big dapple-gray Percheron was on her side in a drainage ditch by the
hadn’t counted on getting them bloodied in battle. Another good reason to fight naked. At least the bwgan’s death was likely to discourage any other creatures from showing up. For a while. It didn’t do a thing to discourage human visitors, however. He was a hundred feet from the barn when a strange truck pulled into the farm’s driveway. Rhys swore aloud but there was nothing he could do—he wouldn’t rush the injured horse nor walk her across the hard-packed corral, even though it would have been