🏳️🌈 Happy Pride Month!
At the end of THREE KINGS (Royal Conquest Saga book 3), I had it in my head that I would like to set Lark up with Zelie. But Lark wasn’t having any of that. I tried to find him another female and finally he said, “No, you’re not getting it, girly. I’m GAY!” What followed was a panic attack. “I don’t know anything about that. How am I supposed to write your love story, dude?”
So, I turned to books. (Best solution to pretty much EVERYTHING.) A search led to CARRY ON and WAYWARD SON in the brilliant Simon Snow series, by one of my favorite authors, Rainbow Rowell. I listened to the audiobooks narrated by Euan Morton… and never laughed aloud so much while enjoying these outlandish tales of wizardry, vampires, magic, mystery, and love against all odds. I’ve pre-order book 3 which releases July 6. SO excited!!!
💛👑 Writing Lark and Crispin’s coming of age, enemies-to-lovers, slow burn – then 🔥 burn – MM romance filled me with pride & joy. His family is just as proud and as accepting, making for an extra happily ever after I wish every child received.
LOVE is a bright and beautiful gift.
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THE GOLDEN PRINCE is now available at all major online book retailers.
Never cross a Fae prince. And for Sky’s sake, don’t fall in love with one determined to ruin you.
Lark Elmray is a show-off and a shameless flirt. The highborn females don’t understand the game he’s playing, but I do.
Everything changed after he became the golden boy, protector of the crown and a powerful wielder of fire magic. Get too close and he’s likely to light a faerie on fire.
I made the mistake of mocking him as a child. Lark hasn’t forgotten. I can see it in the wicked gleam of his eyes every time he looks my way. But that’s not the worst of it. To admit the truth would burn me from the inside out before Lark ever conjured a single flame.
Half elf. Half Fae. For most of my life, the illustrious citizens of Dahlquist scorned me for being a halfling prince born into an unconventional family. The gentry would sooner sneer than curtsy . . . Until I showed them what I was capable of. Now they fawn and clamor for my favor. But I will never forget past cruelties. I will make them regret every insult to me and my family. At the top of my list is Crispin Maglen, Earl of Ashcraw.
He’ll always be at the top. But there’s no taking him down. Not unless I fall with him.
It’s all getting a bit out of control. I have family squabbling over me, females flinging themselves into my arms, assassins and kidnappers trying to take me down . . . And don’t get me started on the monster in the forest.