Heldon Flay had one job to do: negotiate with the nearby vampire coven and save his home. He just had to rise to the occasion. 

It was easy going until a rugged, sun-kissed mystery man met him under a maple tree and disarmed him with his charm and wit. He just had to fall head-over-heels. 

When danger comes in the form of werewolves, vampires, and prophecies, how can Heldon and Tival save everyone and save their fragile, yearning love? 

The two will face many challenges during this journey that will threaten their lives and relationship. Will Helon and Tival get through it together?

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"Inside I can protect you, but only if you stay close to me. We have visitors from another coven." Tival's warm breath tickled Heldon's ear. The fragrance of sandalwood, earth, and fresh rain pulled Heldon in.

All he had to do was tilt his jaw up and his lips would meet Tival's neck and…

To Pine for Pink Opals is created by Meg Carlyle, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

To Pine for Pink Opals

“Alright, let’s rest here for a bit,” Janz announced, circling his white steed around to the cart and the two guards who followed behind it. 


The cart pulled by the mule softly slowed to a stop and guards also welcomed the break.


“Great, I need to stretch my legs!” Shrai leaped from the cart. The sun caught her cinnamon hair, turning it red.


Heldon dismounted Midnight and rubbed and patted down her mane. She was thirsty so he guided her to the stream. As Midnight happily drank and munched on the water reeds, Heldon noticed it was a little too quiet. 


He spared another glance back to the cart, only to see Tival had fallen asleep, head against the side of the cart, safely in the shade. His chest rose deeply and smoothly, and his curls tumbled across his forehead. 


If this was Heldon’s first time seeing him, he would’ve sworn that this man with his square jaw loose, lips parted in slumber was as innocent as newly fallen snow.


Chapter 25: The Hawk