Shadowed By the Talos

My skin is cold, hard bronze, and I’ve never felt a heart inside my chest.

I’ve always known I’m not meant for love. I’m built to serve and protect, and I’ve poured my life into my job as a bodyguard. Then she comes along…

A mafia princess turned anonymous in the witness protection program. After her “death”, she has to disappear and take on a new persona to survive. I’m her bodyguard, standing back, silently protecting her. A monster she eyes warily, keenly aware of the differences between our species - a chasm that divides us.

Her touch makes my metal skin grow warm. Inside my bronze chest, something flutters for the first time. A heart.