Book Title: Changeling: MM Paranormal Fantasy Romance (Outcast
Cover Artist: Natasha
Release Date: February 10,
Genre: MM Paranormal/Fantasy Romance
Tropes: Enemies to Lovers, found family, grumpy/sunshine, forced
Themes: Finding yourself
Heat Rating: 4
Length: 65 000 words/ 260
It is a standalone story
and does not end on a cliffhanger.
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When a fae changeling on
the run is forced to hunker down with a grumpy incubus, will enemies become lovers or is
an ancient curse too much for them to bear?
Dominus—an incubus who runs a brothel called The Twig
& Berries—is bored with his life and customers alike.
Sebastian—a changeling faerie swapped at birth for a
human infant—is reeling with the knowledge of his true heritage. Unsafe among humans,
he travels north to meet others of his kind.
But danger lurks, and when Sebastian is forced to hunker
down with Dominus for safe harbor, the tension between them flares hot.
Sebastian is the only person that’s piqued Dominus’s
interest in ages, but he’s fae. And Dominus has reason to despise faeries.
Forced together as trespassers infiltrate the territory, will
enemies become lovers or will a curse keep them apart forever?
is an MM Paranormal Fantasy Romance featuring enemies-to-lovers, forced proximity, a
steamy love story, lamb on a stick, and surprise visitors from other novels. If you enjoyed
Beneath the Opal Arc, this book’s for you.
A creature strolls into the room so stunning I must blink to
be sure he’s real.
Aside from the massive horns and gently swaying tail, he
doesn’t look like any demon I’ve ever imagined. He’s gorgeous, with gray-dappled lavender
skin, and he’s huge—taller than me even without considering the coiled horns that add
another foot to his already astounding height.
His sapphire blue eyes, sparkling with an interest that rivals
my own, catch my gaze. Silver brows—the same color as his long braided hair—arch to
elegant crescents high on his forehead.
“What treasure has arrived at my door this morning?” A sly
smile forms across lush pink lips. His skin is simply otherworldly, shining with an aromatic oil
spread from neck to toes.
I inhale the fragrance of a bouquet of fresh spring blossoms
plucked to gift a lover.
“Dominus, meet Sebastian, who finds himself in need of
safe harbor.” Ivaz makes a sweeping gesture from him to me. “Sebastian, meet Dominus,
who’s agreed to take you in.”
I let my gaze wander over the length of him. Practically
naked, he wears only a sheer shift of shimmering fabric the color of ripe plums. It’s pulled
tight over each hardened nipple, crossing just above his pierced belly button, then draping
loosely around his lean waist and bulging thighs. Silver strappy sandals adorn his otherwise
bare feet, the toenails painted purple to match the shift. Amethysts dangle from each
Dominus is a glittering jewel of a man—of an incubus, I
suppose. His attention brushes over me like a touch, grazing my skin and bristling the little
hairs on my neck in its wake. We stare at each other until I remember my manners.
Clearing my throat, I extend my hand. “Thank you for
offering me shelter.”
Dominus takes it within his larger one, his grip soft and
warm. “My pleasure.” He brings my hand to his lips and presses a kiss to the backs of my
I’m baffled by the boldness of the gesture, wondering how
he knows I prefer men. It’s usually a back-and-forth dance of daring mixed with
self-preservation to determine whether another fellow might be like-minded, but Dominus
doesn’t hesitate in the slightest.
To my chagrin, heat sears across my cheeks. Surely they’re
pink as petals. I’m not often so taken by another person, but Dominus is a magnificent
presence. His energy steals all the space in the room, spins it to his will, and returns it much
improved upon for having been under his control.
My tongue is thick and heavy in my mouth, but I force it to
work before I look like an idiot ogling him. “I’ve never met an incubus before.”
“And I’ve never met such a charming…” He studies me,
eyes raking over my lean form.
I open my mouth to answer, my flush deepening under his
scrutiny, but he shakes his head.
“No, let me guess. It’s more fun. Wood sprite?”
His guess brings a grin to my face. “There are wood
“Ah, so not a wood sprite, then.” He leans in close to me
and reaches for my hair. “May I?”
I bite my cheek and give a little nod. He takes a lock of my
hair and curls it through his fingers. Then he sniffs.
“Hmm, not a shifter. At least not one I recognize.” His eyes
sparkle with a new idea. “A jinn? But are you benevolent or malevolent?”
“I’m not that either. What’s a jinn?”
Dominus purses his lips, still twirling my hair. “Not a jinn.
Ivaz groans before Dominus can answer my question. “Glad
to see the two of you hitting it off. Now where do we sleep?”
“Has our new guest worn you out already, old man?”
Dominus says to Ivaz.
“Hardly,” Ivaz scoffs. “But I have a letter to write before
“This way.” Dominus extends his elbow to me, and I take it.
His muscles flex beneath my fingertips.
We head down a narrow hallway with decorated silk drapes
hung crisscrossed over the ceiling and pass several doors on each side. Just how big this
place, and how many people sleep within these rooms? In the quiet, I hear only the
thumping of my heart and our soft steps muted by layers of thick rugs.
We stop by one of the doors. Dominus uses his free hand
to push it open. He glances to Ivaz. “Here you are.”
“Thank you.” Ivaz steps over the threshold.
I gasp as Dominus’s tail circles my waist and tugs me closer
to his side. It’s not unwelcome, but it’s quite surprising.
“Sorry,” he says, sounding anything but. “It has a mind of its
About the Author
Lee Colgin has loved
vampires since she read Dracula on a hot, sunny beach at 13 years old. She lives in North
Carolina with lots of dogs and her husband. No, he’s not a vampire, but she loves him
anyway. Lee likes to workout so she can eat the maximum amount of cookies with her pizza.
Ask her how much she can bench press.
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