Kissed by a Dark Prince
Olivia thinks it's her lucky night when a dangerously handsome fae ends up on her inspection table. He's her shot at redemption. But when the tall, dark and deadly immortal warrior awakes, she gets much more than she bargained for…
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She ran her gaze over him. He had taken a severe beating before they had found him unconscious outside the building, as if someone had wanted them to find him.
Sable, her friend and demon hunter extraordinaire, had taken one look at him and her gift had told her that he wasn’t mortal. The hunters who had helped her bring him in had believed he had crawled to them or had made his own way to their doors. Sable didn’t believe that and neither did Olivia.
No demon or fae in their right mind would place themselves at the mercy of Archangel. No. Someone had dropped this male on their porch and left him there, wanting Archangel to bring him inside. Why? It could be a trap and it would be just her luck if it were.
“Specimen appears mortal. Markings on his skin appear fae possibly.” But they hadn’t captured a fae in years and he was nothing like the fae she had read about in the database or seen firsthand.
“Specimen is male, estimated six-feet-six, one hundred and eighty to two hundred and twenty pounds. Black hair.” Olivia inspected his stomach, pressing in to feel his organs. He felt human but something about him, something other than his mysterious markings, told her that he wasn’t. She peered closer at the severe wounds on his stomach and chest.
“Specimen appears to have advanced healing ability. Age of blood around the wounds is indicative of a recent injury, but the wounds in question are already closed and beginning to scab over.” Many demon and fae species had heightened healing. He could be any number of them. Olivia carefully pulled his upper lip back and studied his teeth.
“No fangs. Canines appear normal.” She drew back and something caught her eye. She parted the wild strands of his short black hair and traced the pointed tip of his ear.
Was he a demon? They had pointed ears. Olivia hovered over him, looking down at his handsome bloodstained face. She had never seen a demon as beautiful, mysterious, or deadly as he was. Deadly. She could feel it like an aura around him.
He was dangerous. And waking up.