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Book Title: Yours, Forever After
Author: Beth Bolden
Cover Artist: Sarah Jo Chreene
Genre/s: MM fairytale/fantasy
Trope/s: Enemies to lovers, forced proximity
Themes: Expectations versus possibilities, good versus evil, subverting expectations
Word Count: 95 000 words
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Blurb
Fifteen years ago, Prince Graham of Ardglass barely escaped from the ancestral castle with his young life. Rescued by a magical creature and spirited off to a faraway valley, he grew into a strong, capable man—never shirking his duties on the farm, but forever bitter over his father’s betrayal. But just when he has finally come to terms with being lost and staying lost, a visitor arrives in his valley and changes everything.
After a lifetime spent lost in his beloved books, Prince Emory awakens to find his villainous aunt working to usurp the throne of Fontaine. When she sends him on a dangerous quest, he’s certain the journey is a trap, but he’s not willing to accept defeat without a fight.
But a fight is something Rory is unprepared and untrained for, until he’s saved by a handsome, unassuming farmhand and his snooty, smug, and surprisingly talkative unicorn.
“You saved me,” Rory said, dipping the cloth into the water and wringing it out. Gently he began to clean Gray’s hands, carefully dabbing off the blood and cleaning out every wound.
Gray closed his eyes, suddenly exhausted. “You helped,” he pointed out.
“It was more accidental than purposeful,” Rory admitted. “I swung with the dagger and it was only happenstance it hit somewhere important.”
“And the other man?” Gray asked.
“I grabbed the dagger, and I think he was so surprised by all the blood, he didn’t move. I held the dagger to his throat before he could take me.”
“I think he was so surprised you came out swinging,” Gray said dryly. “You don’t look like the type.”
“They weren’t very quick, and I don’t think they were very smart either,” Rory confided as he continued to clean Gray’s hands with soft, careful strokes.
“They’re robbing men at the local inn,” Gray pointed out.
“Still, things could have turned out far worse.” Rory took a deep breath. “This wasn’t quite what I’d hoped for when you said we might get a room. Alone.”
“Nor me either.” Gray’s voice was wry.
One hand finished, Rory rinsed the cloth and picked up Gray’s other hand. Glancing down, Gray saw how huge and rough his single hand looked in two of Rory’s. While he might have once been royalty too, it felt like all that polish had long since been scrubbed away. Still, he remembered how much Gideon had boasted that the men of Ardglass had always been brave and determined fighters. “Ardglass never loses,” he had always been fond of saying. And Ardglass, Gray realized, hadn’t lost today.
Now that he had a clean hand, Gray reached up and his fingertips gently probed Rory’s bruised cheekbone. “I didn’t realize someone got a blow in,” he said, anger mounting despite his attempts to dismiss it. How could men see someone who looked like Rory and put their rough hands on him? It was a crime to take something so beautiful and attempt to ruin it. Even if they hadn’t succeeded, Gray still wanted to go seek them out and break all their noses.
“I ducked at the last minute, I thought it had mostly glanced off me,” Rory said, bending over Gray’s hand. “But I suppose it didn’t. It doesn’t hurt so much now.”
“It will in the morning,” Gray pointed out. “I wish I could find some ice, take some of the swelling down.”
“I’m fine. You’ve done plenty. I’m alive, and not in the clutches of those men, about to be sold, aren’t I?” Rory observed.
“If I’d been quicker . . .” Gray said softly.
Those glorious golden eyes glanced up at him, skewering him with a single, pointed look. “If I thanked you more eloquently for saving my life would you stop lamenting at how poorly you did it?” Rory asked sharply.
The heat of the violence had just about finished leaking out of Gray, but Rory’s words brought it roaring back, with teeth and claws and a very specific hunger that Gray didn’t quite understand. He’d been with men before—and women too—and none of them had ever made him feel the way that Rory did, a helpless, desperate mess of terror and desire.
A lifelong Oregonian, Beth Bolden has just recently moved to North Carolina with her supportive husband and their sweet kitten, Earl Grey. Beth still believes in Keeping Portland Weird, and intends to start a chapter of Keeping Durham Weird.
Beth has been writing practically since she learned the alphabet. Unfortunately, her first foray into novel writing, titled Big Bear with Sparkly Earrings, wasn’t a bestseller, but hope springs eternal. She’s published thirteen novels and five short stories. Yours, Forever After is her first fantasy/fairytale re-telling.
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New to me author. The book sounds very good.