Crescent Moon Phayed Series
Apothecary tea
Book I
Apothecary tea
You've heard this before, but trust me when I say you've never met a man like me.
There are very few of my kind left, but I refuse to completely succumb to what I am.
When I spot her at the Apothecary Tea House, I'm captivated. There's a sensual charge between us, an irresistible, electric pull. She feels it too.
The way she sees through me, like she understands me already, like we know each other…
When tragedy suddenly strikes her life, she needs me to alleviate her painful emotions as much as I need to consume them.
And there are other needs pounding through us both, stealing our breath every moment we share together.
The sustenance I can take from her is like my perfect drug, and my craving is strong.
Too strong.
She's delicious. Exquisite.
But she's so vulnerable now, and I feel for her.
I feel a lot.
Can I do this? Can I be the man she needs and help her when she needs me most?
Or will the temptation be too much toresist taking more, and more, until she’s as cursed as I am?
drake knyghte
“I pull her closer, and her breath steals across my neck. Chills rush over my skin, from one side of my body to the other. Her lips are pressing light kisses on my skin, and I don’t recall any feeling so small that could stir so much want in every corner of my body.”
“I didn’t know what home was until you claimed my heart.”
— Drake Knyghte
ember Logan
“For most of my life this invisible weight has threatened to pull me under the water and drown me.
This man…
This man who unlaces my body like it’s made of strings...
This man pushed it all away as if it were weightless bindings made of smoke.”
“We’ve always been two moons orbiting the same planet.”
— Ember Logan