The Goblin King (The Kings Book 4)
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Damon Chroi has known the weight of ruling in loneliness for thousands of years. The tall, painfully handsome fae lord was born with so much power, the fae kings not only envied but feared him, and banished him to a forbidden realm to be forgotten. There, he was tasked with ruling over the deadliest creatures known to the fae worlds, and his veritable battle as their sovereign is never-ending. As one of the 13 Kings, his destiny foretells an end to his solitude with the appearance of an equally powerful queen. But that kind of power is hard to come by. And power or not, Damon can’t imagine any woman willingly joining him in the eternal misery to which he has been tasked.
Until he meets the beautiful, strong and selfless Diana Piper.
Diana has been hiding a potent secret from the world for decades. She was born with abilities others would fight to win, and kill to keep. To make matters worse, she is a sensitive soul who, despite the danger it poses to herself, uses these powers to make the world a better place. Forever in harm’s way, overworked and head strong, Diana one night comes across the ultimate challenge in the form of a wayward fae beast – and in the process, crosses paths with its indomitable king. A light can only shine in the darkness so long before someone takes note of it. And Diana not only manages to gain the instant attentions of Damon Chroi… but of those who would do anything to see him – and the other 13 Kings – dead.
But the fae around Diana’s house were not goblins. Someone powerful had to have had a hand in getting them there. Damon was tempted to transport Diana away to his castle then and there. It would take no more than a thought for him. The magic was already surging haphazardly through his veins, begging to be used. She would be safer there. But then she would arrive alone and frightened in a massive structure lit and warmed only by fire with nothing but lightning and thunder to greet her beyond the
that’s the fourth time you’ve said ‘sorry’ to me?” she said. “You’re off your game, aren’t you Goblin King?” She wasn’t particularly fond of the acidic hint to her tone, but she was pleased with the fact that she could speak at all, and with some force at that. Damon considered her a long, silent moment, and she wished she knew what was going on in his head. Finally, he turned away from her, putting distance between them. Now she was able to take a look at her surroundings. She was in an
enormous great room, its walls ancient, weathered stone hung with heavy, detailed tapestries. One of the tapestries depicted a coat of arms with a crescent moon on top and two lone towers on what appeared to be islands down below. A fantastic chandelier cascaded from a vaulted ceiling what felt like miles above her, its crystalline lights giving the chamber a warm but ancient feel. The architecture was unfamiliar and grand, some kind of cross between Saxon and decorated gothic. A fire crackled
lot to take in” didn’t even scrape the surface. It was a paranormal information overload. “Yes,” she said blithely. “It’s a lot to take in.” Damon straightened, bringing his arms off the couch to lean forward and lace his hands together, elbows on knees. “I’m sorry,” he said sincerely. “But given what we encountered back at your house… well, you need to know.” “Why?” she asked, sitting up a little straighter. “What happened back there, anyway?” She set her tea cup down on the coffee table.
hand,” he continued, “they have every reason in the world to go after.” Well hell, she thought witlessly. He sort of had her there. “And they will come after you,” he added, pushing off the counter to come toward her. There was something in the green of his eyes that hadn’t been there a minute ago. As he drew nearer, she realized what it was. Those flames were back, burning a bright and warning yellow-orange at the center of his pupils. “So where do you want to be when they come for you,