A curse twisted every word she spoke. She’d given up all hope. Until he–quite literally–crashed into her life.
Lucia Voss has the most dangerous poisonous garden in Pumpkin Hollow and a curse she can’t escape.. Every word she speaks twists in the ears of those around her,a parting gift from a family more interested in trademarking folk remedies than hearing an inconvenient truth. She's done trying to be understood. Her night-blooming flowers never ask her to explain herself, and she busies herself in her work, even as the loneliness creeps closer every night.
She didn't account for a six-foot-something mothman with wings, a leather jacket, and a ridiculously strong affinity for lamps.
Hawk Acheron just does the deliveries. He doesn't settle down, always on the move for good reasons he doesn't talk about. But when a broken Soul Bloom dusts them both with its spores, suddenly he can feel everything Lucia is feeling — every frustrated word, every hidden ache, every wall she's built and bricked over — and she can feel, for the first time in years, that someone actually understands her.
Now they're stuck within fifty feet of each other until Halloween, when the veil thins enough to break the bond for good. They have one week. There are ground rules. A guest room down the hall, garden chores to pass the time, and absolutely NOTHING more. No reason why this should become anything more than a temporary inconvenience.
Except the counter-spell requires them to both truly want it broken—and the closer Halloween gets, the less sure either of them is.
For a witch who's been betrayed by everyone she trusted and a mothman who's cut himself off to protect those he loves, choosing to stay is scarier than any halloween fright.
As the veil thins, one fateful delivery leads to a whole lot more than a broken greenhouse window.
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Lucia Voss has the most dangerous poisonous garden in Pumpkin Hollow and a curse she can’t escape.. Every word she speaks twists in the ears of those around her,a parting gift from a family more interested in trademarking folk remedies than hearing an inconvenient truth. She's done trying to be understood. Her night-blooming flowers never ask her to explain herself, and she busies herself in her work, even as the loneliness creeps closer every night.
She didn't account for a six-foot-something mothman with wings, a leather jacket, and a ridiculously strong affinity for lamps.
Hawk Acheron just does the deliveries. He doesn't settle down, always on the move for good reasons he doesn't talk about. But when a broken Soul Bloom dusts them both with its spores, suddenly he can feel everything Lucia is feeling — every frustrated word, every hidden ache, every wall she's built and bricked over — and she can feel, for the first time in years, that someone actually understands her.
Now they're stuck within fifty feet of each other until Halloween, when the veil thins enough to break the bond for good. They have one week. There are ground rules. A guest room down the hall, garden chores to pass the time, and absolutely NOTHING more. No reason why this should become anything more than a temporary inconvenience.
Except the counter-spell requires them to both truly want it broken—and the closer Halloween gets, the less sure either of them is.
For a witch who's been betrayed by everyone she trusted and a mothman who's cut himself off to protect those he loves, choosing to stay is scarier than any halloween fright.
As the veil thins, one fateful delivery leads to a whole lot more than a broken greenhouse window.
Genre: Paranormal Romance