Wings of Fae by Rebecca Goodwin

Fae Guardians

No one else sees the monsters that I do. And now three of them want to marry me.

Wings of fae

Monster-slaying doesn’t pay the bills. No one knows I protect them from the things that go bump in the night. So after dark, I hunt. During the day, I drag myself through work to earn a living.

Everything was fine, other than the beasts and demons, until they showed up. Three sexy men who say they are Fae Lords, Guardians of the new Queenme. That I’m their fated mate.

Yeah, I didn’t believe all that bullshit either.

But I can’t deny that the attraction between us is tangible, irresistible. Despite my skepticism, my desire for each of them is growing.

Not everyone is pleased to have a half-blood queen in the Fae Court, though.

And I’m beginning to realize not all monsters can be seen at face value.

Fans of Linsey Hall, Laurell K. Hamilton, and HBO’s Carnival Row will love this reverse harem paranormal romance.

Genre: FICTION / Romance / Paranormal / Shifters

Secondary Genre: FICTION / Erotica / Science Fiction, Fantasy & Horror

Language: English

Keywords: Reverse Harem, Fae, Paranormal romance, RH

Word Count: 42,750

Sales info:

This is a Reverse Harem Paranormal romance, meaning that the heroine is involved with three men.

Since releasing on Nov 30, 2019 - there have been 30 sales at $3.99 each and 26,578 KU Reads

Current Rankings: Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #28,885 Paid in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Paid in Kindle Store)

#67 in Mashup Fiction
#385 in Fairy Tale Fantasy (Kindle Store)
#257 in Dragons & Mythical Creatures Fantasy (Kindle Store)

4.4 Rating on Amazon

Sample text:

When Malcolm Gould stared at you, you were frozen in place, rooted to your seat on the uncomfortable bar stool, unable to move, let alone breathe. When those midnight blue eyes fell on me, I couldn’t tell whether he wanted to kill me or fuck me. Regardless, I longed for his callused hands to wrap around my throat the way they wrapped around the bottle of beer he was drinking, and touch me in ways I had never been touched before.

I liked pain, and Malcolm Gould was known for giving pain.

And he seemed to know that.

This was the second night I was here, hoping to get closer to him despite the danger. I never frequented the same bar twice. The last thing I needed was to be made as a monster hunter who let one of the bastard’s mind-fuck me like I was letting this fae do now.

A week ago, I had steadied my hand from plunging the dagger into his heart the first night I came here and he froze me in place with a mere glance. I had tried to shake it off and done eight other kills in the meantime. But Malcolm drew me back in, evading my thoughts, my dreams, which is why I was here again. To figure out why he had such sway over me and to end it.

The bar grew hotter, quieter as the intensity between me and my prey spiked. Or maybe I was imagining having the upper hand and I was really the quarry. I licked my lips, hating that they trembled more than I planned, and inclined my head in an invitation to the empty bar stool next to me. His mouth quirked in a crooked grin that made my breath hitch. He shouldn’t be affecting me like this. Not when I had a job to remove all of his kind from the city.






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