FALL INTO ROMANCE Blog Hop
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Why do we fall in love? There are many reasons – some are logical, and others are illogical. That’s why we fall in love, we don’t plan it. And sometimes no matter how hard you try, love trips you 😉
My heroine, Mirhana from Son of Dragons didn’t want to fall in love. As an Elvin warrior, too many of her human lovers had died. Her heart hardened. Or so she thought.
Mirhana followed Brock inside. In one of the corners, Jeslyn, Landon, and Gillespie guzzled mead as if they had been lost in the desert for days. Each slammed the flask down and laughed for another. Jeslyn sat on Landon’s lap with an arm around his neck. She leaned in when she saw them enter and whispered in his ear.
When Mirhana slipped around from behind Brock, Landon’s laughter died and his face colored. She couldn’t keep her hands from clenching. What was the matter with her? Who cared if these humans shacked up together? She had sworn off relationships—especially with men. “
The tavern maid cleans our chambers.” His voice cracked. “The girls’ room is ready now, but Jeslyn wasn’t tired.” He sounded as though he apologized.
Mirhana did not care about him, or that they were drunk. She told herself that beyond protecting humans from the undead, she had no further interest in their affairs.
“Where is Celeste?” Brock asked.
“Asleep, when I left her.” Jeslyn’s voice had no hint of alcohol.
Instead of responding, Mirhana spun on her heel and headed upstairs.
With mumbling excuses, Gillespie and Landon left the table and headed after her. Gillespie ducked inside his and Landon’s room, but Landon grasped her arm.
“What’s the matter?”
She jerked her arm away. “Nothing.”
“It didn’t seem like nothing. A moment ago, you looked like you took a bite of a bitter apple. I only wanted to thank you for your help earlier with the Troblin.”
“The Warloc and his protégé are not sitting idly back guzzling ale. They have attacked each of us.”
“One night of rest and forgetting our responsibilities won’t harm anything.” His smile made his chocolate eyes twinkle.
“I do not have the luxury as you do. It is not only humans that I strive to protect, but my own people and everyone else as well.”
“Right.” He leaned against the wall and crossed his arms over his chest. “And who knows what will happen if you have a drink with one of us and lower your standards.”
Instead of answering, she flung open the door to her room, dashed inside, and slammed it closed. How dare he speak with her that way? Tomorrow, she would tell Gillespie to take him back where he found him. They didn’t need a jester in this battle.
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Andrea R. Cooper writes fantasy, paranormal, historical and contemporary romance.
Her favorite childhood memories revolved around creating vibrant characters for her friends, and then acting out their adventures. Inside her fantasy worlds of darkened forests, dragon-filled glades, and iced islands, nothing was banned. From the ethereal Elvin to the most maligned Vampires, all were welcome in her fictional realities, a stark contrast to her home, where the magical and mythical was forbidden.
Divorced and disillusioned of love and believing all the love songs and books exaggerated, she put aside her creativity for life. Many years past before characters, from the familiar to the freshly conceived, came to her again, but this time teasing at a new passion, the written word.
Gradually, her real life hero brought love and magic back into existence. During the time when her characters were getting reacquainted, the love of her life was showing her that true love never gives up and rekindles no matter how many times others attempt to extinguish it. Today, she is happily married with three children.
Andrea believes in the power of change and delighting in each moment. But most fervently, she believes in the magic