They've been stealing mortals away for centuries, but they can't have you.
I was thinking it was worth the risk if it meant forever with my faery girlfriend.
What are you going to do? What do you want to do?” she prompted. “I’m going to go try to help Niall. He’s not acting like himself, and I have a theory on what’s wrong,” he told her. “Then afterward I'm going to ask you to marry me.
I am Devlin, brother and advisor to the High Queen, assassin, and keeper of order.
He tipped her head up. "Don't give up. Don't leave me before you're even here.
Not Expecting, but hoping. Always hoping