The Magic Between Us

The Magic Between Us

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by Tammy Falkner

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Love triumphs over all differences...even those of wings and magic

Marcus Thorne was groomed to be one of the Trusted Few in the land of the fae, but now he must step into his father's title in the British ton. Cecelia Hewitt, a half fae/half human, has always lived in the human world and is not accustomed to wings and magic. Completely

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Love triumphs over all differences...even those of wings and magic

Marcus Thorne was groomed to be one of the Trusted Few in the land of the fae, but now he must step into his father's title in the British ton. Cecelia Hewitt, a half fae/half human, has always lived in the human world and is not accustomed to wings and magic. Completely unprepared for their new positions, Marcus and Cecelia strike up a partnership to teach each other about their respective worlds. In the process, they discover they have more in common than they ever expected-including a burning mutual attraction.

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Half-human Marcus Thorne grew up in the land of the fae without knowing his parents, but after his reconnection with them, he chooses to live in the human world and prepare to inherit his father’s title. That means leaving behind Cecelia Hewitt, the fae woman he’d hoped to marry. Months later, Marcus learns his family supports his marriage to Cecelia, but now she has obligations elsewhere and declines his proposal. Marcus pursues her anyway, but he will have to resolve her family secret in order to clear the path to true love. The third book of Falkner’s paranormal Regency series (following The Magic of “I Do”) has a nice leading couple and a cute secondary pairing, but the promising premise is underserved by inconsistent and faltering storytelling. Characters don’t remember what they said just pages earlier, problems disappear effortlessly, and the nonromantic elements of the book feel like filler. A too-pat ending redeeming the cross-series villain is the sour icing on a disappointing cake. Agent: Melissa Jeglinski, Knight Agency. (Jan.)
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"[Readers] will be delighted by the well-crafted setting, which Falkner enhances with the serious theme of addiction and a delightful love story. " - RT Book Reviews

"Light, sweet, magical, and romantic, The Magic Between Us was a lovely read." - Imagine a World

"Will keep you laughing, smiling and blushing. Such a sweet love story! " - Girly Girl Book Reviews

"Magic, addiction, heartache, forgiveness, healing, humor, passion, romance and a forever love make this story unforgettable." - Romance Junkies

"Light, happy, sweet and simply magical... a wonderful mix of Paranormal and Historical Romance." - Paulette's Papers

"If you want a mix of historical romance and fantasy, pick up this series. " - That's What I'm Talking About

" If you like fae, magical historicals and super sweet romances with some heat, this book is probably just the book for you. " - Delphina Reads too Much

"I always enjoy paranormal elements being injected into historical romance. It adds another dimension to the story that may have otherwise been run of the mill. Falker does a great job of balancing these elements against the romantic aspects of the book. She uses a lot of humor and some pretty hefty topics like addiction to pull that off. I thought she did an excellent job of showing the effects of addiction on families in this one." - Deb's Book Bag

" An entertaining story with some witty banter, serious doubt, and dangerous rivalry. A must read for anyone who enjoys the magical world of the Fae, the Regency era, and the whimsical world of magic. CeCe, and Marcus has passion that burns hot, and a love that runs true. Well written with engaging characters, and a well thought out storyline. I look forward to the next installment. This was another enchanting story by Ms. Falkner. Not just a romance but a magical romance where magic grows stronger everyday. Received for an honest review from the publisher." - My Book Addictions

"An enjoyable, paranormal read with interesting quirky characters." - Book Lover and Procrastinator

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Cecelia leaned back against a tree and waited. He would arrive soon. He'd grown later and later each night for the past sennight, but he would come to meet her. She was certain of it.

His bulk settled beside her and the heat of his body chased away the chill of the cold, dark evening. "You came," she said. She wrapped her arm through his and leaned into his shoulder.

"Yes," he replied, but he didn't look her in the eye. "I'm here."

"Is something wrong?" Cecelia unwound her arm from inside his. He didn't stop her.

He ran a frustrated hand through his unbound hair. He never wore a queue when he was in the land of the fae. Instead, he let his hair fall softly around his face and often tucked it behind his ears. "No. Nothing's wrong."

Cecelia stretched her legs out in front of her and waited for him to do what he normally did. She waited for him to lie back with his head upon her thigh and look up at her as though she was the most important thing in his world. But he didn't. He just sat there beside her, his hands clenched in front of him.

She laid a hand upon his arm. "Talk to me, Marcus," she urged. They'd been best friends for as long as she could remember. And he'd never been this reserved. He'd never avoided her gaze. He'd never shut her out.

"I received word from my father today." His shoulders slumped as he turned to face her. "He wants me to succeed him."

Cecelia laughed. That was impossible. "But doesn't he know you have responsibilities here?" She laughed again. Because it was quite a laughable topic. The very thought of Marcus leaving the land of the fae was ridiculous. "You told him no, right?"

He reached out to touch the side of her face, his hand shaking as he let his thumb trace her lower lip. "I'm going."

She pulled back, gripping his wrist to push his hand down. "What?"

"I'm going to their land. I don't have a choice."

Cecelia's heart pounded in her chest like a team of runaway horses. "I don't understand."

"My parents want me to be there. There's a lot I don't know about being a viscount and my father's holdings. I need to learn."

"But what about his oldest son? Isn't his name Allen?"

"I'm the oldest son. Allen is a year younger than I am."

"But he's been groomed to become a viscount."

"But I'm the oldest son. We're all going to be introduced to the ton as their children. They're going to claim us."

Marcus had always wanted a family. His grandmother and grandfather had raised them all, but he'd spoken often of how he wanted a mother and a father. Now he had them, apparently.

"So, you'll go there and take care of your duties and then you can come back." Hope bloomed within her, but only for a moment.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, wincing as he said, "I'll be expected to marry outside the fae, to produce an heir and a spare, as they say."

Cecelia gasped. "They said that?"

He shook his head and the viselike grip of fear on her heart eased a bit. "They didn't say that. I said that. I need to dedicate myself to their way of life. I need to learn how their world works. I'll need to marry a human."

She bit back a gasp. "No, Marcus..." she began.

But he just shook his head and held his hands out as though in surrender.

"You're giving up the life of the fae?" He wouldn't do such a thing. It was too much a part of his being.

"Probably not entirely. Sophie and Claire still go on missions. But they're not the eldest son. I'm simply afraid it's going to take too much of my time. I have a lot to learn." He reached for her face again, but she caught his hand and shoved it aside.

She looked into his brown eyes. He wasn't avoiding her gaze right now. But he was done. She could tell. He'd made his decision. He hadn't asked her to go with him. He hadn't asked her to marry him. He hadn't asked her to wait for him. He hadn't asked for anything. And that was because he didn't want anything. Not from her.

"I wish you the best, Marcus," she said, her voice no more than a whisper to her own ears.

"Cece," he breathed. He reached for her again. His head lowered toward hers.

"No," she said. She turned her head at the last minute and his lips grazed her cheek.

"Cece," he pleaded, his mouth still pressed to her cheek. Hot, moist breath rushed against her skin. "Please don't be angry."

She wasn't angry. She was furious. And hurt. Damn it all, she'd dreamed of a life with him. But it wasn't going to happen. And she refused to beg. "I'm happy for you," she said. "I know you've wanted to connect with your parents for a long time. I hope life in their world is everything you're hoping for."

"Cece," he breathed. His voice cracked. "Please don't hate me."

She couldn't possibly hate him. Not when she loved him as much as she did. She got to her feet and walked away.

"You have to try to see things from my point of view, Cece," he called to her retreating back.

"I highly doubt I could shove my head that far up my own arse, Marcus," she called back.

He groaned and flung himself on the ground. She kept walking.

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