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Being a warrior for the King’s Guard, I’d been trained to handle the most lethal situations. But after waking up and realizing there’s only five days left before the Snow Moon, I tasked myself with a mission which could truly end me—gifting my mate with a present for Flaik Luna.

Other than a couple of rounds with an evil being, what do you buy a Fire Caster who wants for nothing but happiness?

With help from some friends, the Snow Moon Festival of Love will either be a success or a disaster.

Note

“Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off the goal.” - Henry Ford

This is not a normal book I would write. I didn’t kill anyone! Okay, maybe like one or two, but not really. You’ll just have to wait and see.

And for once, I won’t break your heart . . . much. Who knew? Not me . . .

However, this story does have comedy, love, and romance to soothe your beautiful soul.

Warning: This book also contains scenes of explicit language, fighting, death (story being told by a character), and alcohol consumption.

It also contains explicit sexual content which includes biting, unprotected sex, and swapping of bodily fluids, e.g. semen and blood.

Copyright © 2024 P.S. Nail

Contents

Dedication

1. Chapter One

2. Chapter Two

3. Chapter Three

4. Chapter Four

5. Chapter Five

6. Chapter Six

To April D. Berry

You know what you did you to cause me to write this book

when it was not the one I was supposed to write . . .

I also realize payback’s a bitch.

Chapter One

Valarian

After defeating the Demons during early autumn, they were lying low, making the winter days pass with ease. Most of us King’s Guard were becoming bored with the lack of missions so we occupied our time with training. With the expectation of Demons striking again, enhancing our skills was of utmost importance.

Despite constant vigilance, the King’s Guard had become complacent—some of us more than others. Unlike my bondmate Ember who worried about everything before it happened, I was more of a “worry about the problem when it presents itself” kind of man. So other than sparring and loving on her, the four months since our mating ritual had been tranquil.

But when I woke this morning and realized there were only five days until the Snow Moon, troubling thoughts filled my previously peaceful mind, causing me to miss the boredom I once had.

“Calm down, Val. It’s not that bad.”

When I looked at the Angel walking next to me, his blue eyes showed no concern for my situation, and I wanted to punch him in his perfectly chiseled jaw.

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