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Cassandra Whelan didn’t expect her fated mate to be a brooding, one-hundred-and-twelve-year-old fae with too many secrets and cheekbones that could cut glass.
She's a bookish student, better with spells than small talk—and definitely not looking for a quest with an ancient soulmate.
But that’s what happens when the universe decides you're special.
Enter Jonathan Lynch: Sorcerer. Shifter. Reluctant babysitter.
Assigned to protect Cassandra during her magical training, he’s not prepared for the way she unsettles him—or the violent possessiveness she awakens.
Dangerous doesn’t begin to cover it.
Especially when he should have never been the one fate chose for her.
Falling for each other is the worst possible idea.
She’s juggling a haunted inheritance, a seat on a powerful magical council, and a centuries-old secret the fae would kill to uncover.
He’s hiding too many hidden agendas of his own.
And some secrets? They don't just change destinies. They torch worlds.
Magic. Murder. A bond written in the stars—and cursed by the gods.
Welcome to Cassandra’s new life. Try not to die.
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Nathan Hunt needs a girlfriend. Specifically a fake one.
Yes, the shy, grumpy twin of Henry Cavill who sits at the end of my bar needs to convince his absurdly rich family that he’s actually capable of a normal social life.
And he’s willing to pay a professional to fill that role.
Who happens to be me.
It helps that I’m just desperate enough to need the cash and not ask any questions.
I’m the obvious choice: Joni Zola, former dancer and forever flirt.
Never too serious. Always a good time.
On its surface, the plan is simple.
First, tell everyone we’re roommates.
Then move on to lovers.
His family will leave him alone, and I’ll have a free place to stay and a full bank account.
Easy, right?
But as our scheme progresses, the lines blur.
Soon casual PDA turns into sharing a bed at night.
On the outside, Nathan Hunt is just my next boyfriend of the hour.
But what if secretly, I might want him forever?
If we can keep things professional, this just might work.
I can forget that kiss if he can.
