"I've found that pain makes liars." His voice was husky and low. "But pleasure brings answers."
His finger slid through the slick mess he had made of me, and I clamped my mouth shut, refusing to give into his lunacy. There was nothing else to say to him. 
But I desperately wanted and needed more of him.

Sage is a young woman who is lonely and down on her luck. One day, she falls into a fairy ring and is immediately swept up by a mysterious man who takes her captive.
Fynn is a fae prince who was cursed by a water witch to find his mate within a hundred years. Otherwise, he'll lose everything.
When Sage falls into his path, he is concerned she is somehow connected to his enemies and refuses to trust her. However, he can't deny the overwhelming attraction he feels for her.
Falling for my Fae Captor is written by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Falling for my Fae Captor

"What were you thinking? That I'm some fool that wouldn't notice you being gone until it's nearly after sundown?" he snapped, pacing back and forth.


"I was thinking that you never let me take a bath and I feel gross. Honestly, you should give it a try sometime," I retorted.


Fynn ran a hand through his hair. I realized he was trying hard to look anywhere but where I sat. He looked over his shoulder, away from me. Maybe I wasn't mistaken when I thought he was checking me out earlier. Maybe Fynn truly was attracted to me.


"Sure, and get me into the water so all your buddies could drown me and win the damn war? I'm not that stupid," Fynn scoffed.


He turned to look straight ahead, though I saw the way his eyes flicked to me and then back to the woods.


Chapter 14 : Foul Moods