Evermore – Lore Olesya

She tried to keep her features steady, not wanting to show her shock. “I guess I hadn’t really thought about it.” “Well, it’s rather hard to tell when our skin is slate and our hair doesn’t flutter in the wind any longer.” She looked over at Lord Olivander. “But not all of you have pointed ears.” “Some of us,” Lord Olivander began, “are only part fae.

And sometimes, that leaves us with rounded ears. Luck of genetics, I suppose.” Paeonia slowly touched her own ear, feeling the roundness. The part that had solidified her in believing there was no possible way she could ever be fae. Lord Olivander seemed to want to interject again as he lingered in the threshold.

“If you had a mate, Sybil, he would have found you by now.” Sybil stuck out her tongue, and Lord Olivander slid from the room. “Or she,” she muttered in irritation under her breath. “Gods, he acts like he’s above drama, but I’ve never met a more melodramatic male in my life.”

“What does having a mate entail?” Paeonia inquired, trying to piece more together. Sybil looked at her fingernails as if she needed to tend to them. “Mate,” Sybil repeated, thinking about how to explain the concept to Paeonia. She finally met her eyes. “It is not like your mortal notions of love. It is not a choice. It is not gentle.” “How do fae know when they’ve found a mate?”

This all seemed rather divine, out of reach, impossible. She couldn’t hide the fact that learning more about Rowan’s heritage intrigued her. “When the threads of fate decide, they bind two souls together so tightly that neither can breathe without the other. It is hunger, ache, madness—an unyielding tether in the marrow of your bones. You will feel them before you see them. You will know them before you speak their name. And when you find them…” A slow smile curved her lips.

“You are theirs, and they are yours. Forever. Whether you want it or not.” “Wow,” Paeonia mumbled. “And they can often smell it on one another,” Sybil hummed. Paeonia raised an eyebrow. Sybil stroked her hair as if she could still comb her fingers through it. “Yes. We have a keen sense of smell.” Paeonia nodded. “It sounds tortuous,” she mumbled. “I wouldn’t say that.

No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Cover art by Ilyux_art Typography by Sosoraso.studio Book design by Lore Olesya OceanofPDF.com CONTENTS Also by Lore Olesya Content Warnings Prologue 1.

ㅤPaeonia 2. ㅤPaeonia 3. ㅤPaeonia 4. ㅤPaeonia 5. ㅤPaeonia 6. ㅤPaeonia 7. ㅤPaeonia 8. ㅤPaeonia 9. ㅤPaeonia 10. ㅤPaeonia 11. ㅤRowan 12. ㅤPaeonia 13. ㅤRowan 14. ㅤPaeonia 15. ㅤPaeonia 16. ㅤPaeonia 17. ㅤRowan 18. ㅤPaeonia 19. ㅤPaeonia 20. ㅤPaeonia 21. ㅤPaeonia 22. ㅤRowan 23. Paeoniaㅤ 24. ㅤPaeonia 25. ㅤPaeonia 26. ㅤPaeonia 27. ㅤRowan 28. ㅤPaeonia 29. ㅤPaeonia 30. ㅤRowan 31. ㅤPaeonia 32. ㅤPaeonia 33. ㅤRowan 34. ㅤPaeonia 35. ㅤPaeonia 36. ㅤPaeonia 37. ㅤRowan 38. ㅤPaeonia 39. ㅤPaeonia 40.

ㅤRowan 41. ㅤPaeonia 42. ㅤPaeonia 43. ㅤRowan 44. ㅤPaeonia 45. ㅤRowan 46. ㅤRowan 47. ㅤPaeonia 48. ㅤPaeonia ㅤEpilogue Author’s notes OceanofPDF.com OceanofPDF.com ALSO BY LORE OLESYA Glass Hearts OceanofPDF.com OceanofPDF.com CONTENT WARNINGS Evermore is a dark romantasy. While it isn’t exceptionally dark, please consider the content warnings below before reading. Explicit sexual content including very brief knotting. Dubious consent. (There are scenes between the MMC and FMC that involve the FMC being weary about consenting and the lines are extremely blurred.) The MMC is morally gray and thus not likable a lot of the times.

He can be toxic, overpowering, and full of red flags. The FMC can be naïve and too forgiving. She is borderline emotionally stunted. Non-graphic SA (not by MMC). Some blood and violence. OceanofPDF.com To every feral young girl who fell in love with the Beast and felt a little betrayed when he turned back into a human. OceanofPDF.com A love grown in cursed soil is a love destined for ruin. OceanofPDF.com G PROLOGUE eorgia’s laugh wisped in the air, echoing softly through the twisted trees and limestone walls.

As she crossed through one of the many wrought-iron gates within the magical garden, her slippers quiet on the foliage, she grinned at the sizable fae male before her. She had grown used to his wyld glamour. To the horns that protruded from atop his head and the claws that twitched as his hands hung by his side.

He did not phase her. Her smile never wavering. He remained silent, taking her in. “Where is he?” Georgia gently asked, leaning to the side to peer around him. When he didn’t respond, she tried again. “Rowan, is everything all right?” Anger rumbled within Rowan’s chest as he appraised Georgia’s shadowed features, and what this meant. She should turn around and go back the way she came. Rowan should yell at her to run.

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