Taken by the Fae

Taken by the Fae Published by Jessi Elliott Copyright © 2023 by Jessi Elliott All rights reserved. eBook ISBN: 978-1-990056-21-5 Print ISBN: 978-1-990056-18-5 (character) Print ISBN: 978-1-990056-19-2 (alternate) Visit my website at https://www.jessielliott.com Cover Design: Keylin Rivers All rights reserved. Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above, no part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise) without the prior written permission of both the copyright owner and the above publisher of this book. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, brands, media, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. 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Contents Newsletter Sign-Up Also by Jessi Elliott Blurb Part One Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Part Two Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 Chapter 39 Chapter 40 Chapter 41 Chapter 42 Chapter 43 Chapter 44 Chapter 45 Chapter 46 Chapter 47 Chapter 48 Chapter 49 Chapter 50 Chapter 51 Chapter 52 Epilogue These Wicked Delights Sneak Peek Acknowledgments About the Author Newsletter Sign-Up Join my mailing list HERE for book news and exclusives! Also by Jessi Elliott These Wicked Delights Blurb Aurora thought the worst that could happen after being dragged to a college party was a wicked hangover… Until she is taken captive by a knight of the seelie court. Despite the circumstances that brought them together, Aurora can’t deny the pull she feels toward the fae knight, Tristan, even when the growing attraction terrifies her. As tensions rise between the fae, Tristan’s enemies from the unseelie court target Aurora, tangling her in their web of trickery and deception. And after she makes a choice that changes everything, Aurora must work with unlikely allies, those she previously believed only existed in fiction, all while navigating her place in the fae world and trying not to lose her heart in the process. Taken by the Fae was previously published as Twisted Fate and Twisted Gift. It is the first book in the City of Fae series, a steamy fae romance perfect for fans of Jennifer L. Armentrout, K.F. Breene, Caroline Peckham and Susanne Valenti. Dedication For the readers who love when he falls first. This one is for you. So she sat on with closed eyes, and half believed herself in Wonderland, though she knew she had but to open them again, and all would change to dull reality. LEWIS CARROLL, THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS Chapter One Historically, the first week of the fall semester of college is one giant party filled with unhealthy amounts of alcohol and takeout, staying up all night, and trudging through lectures grossly hungover. Which is why I find myself squished between my best friends, Allison and Oliver, in the back of an Uber, heading to my first—and last, if I can help it—party of senior year. We’re dropped off outside a student rental in one of the nicer neighborhoods in the city where music vibrates from the three-story gray stone house. Allison is already swaying her curvy, jean short-clad hips to Arctic Monkeys’s “Do I Wanna Know” that’s blaring inside as we make our way across the lawn, the trees we pass strung with twinkling lights, casting a soft glow across the property. An empty beer can crunches under my ankle boot before Allison loops her arm through mine, her floral perfume tickling my nostrils as we walk toward the house. She runs her free hand through her shoulder-length golden blond waves and shoots me a smile. Oliver, who’s dressed in a gray T-shirt and black jeans with his favorite loafers, walks ahead of us and opens the door. Students pack the house; no one will notice a few more coming in, but it’s still weird walking into a stranger’s place without knocking. Evidently, I’m not well-versed in house party etiquette. We make our way through the foyer, and my eyes lift to the vaulted ceiling while I follow the others, with an inward cringe at the overwhelming stench of body spray and weed. Oliver leads us into an open-concept kitchen with stainless-steel appliances and granite countertops—most of which are covered with empty beer bottles and pizza boxes. A small group of people have gathered in here, away from the aggressive volume of the music. Oliver hollers at the guy manning the keg, throwing his arm around his shoulders before he grabs two Solo cups, filling them with beer, and handing them to Allison and me. The guys spark a conversation about a new album from some band I’ve never heard of, while Allison and I exchange a glance, her tawny eyes reflecting the boredom I’m sure is in mine. Allison leans up and pushes the russet curls out of Oliver’s face, kissing his cheek—more than their typical PDA. I think they’re worried about making me feel like a third wheel, but I really don’t mind. “Ro and I are going to dance,” she announces, and then we’re moving again, this time into the living room where people are singing and dancing. I gulp down the beer, cringing at the bitter aftertaste, and follow Allison’s lead, moving to the beat of the music by shifting the weight between my feet. She grins at me, throwing her head back to belt out the words as her merlot corset top rides