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Title: The Goblins of Bellwater
Author: Molly Ringle
Publisher: Central Avenue Publishing
Cover Artist: Michelle Halket, Sinna Nyan, Anna Ivanova
Release Date: October 1, 2017
Romance Genre(s): New Adult, Paranormal
About the Book
Most people have no idea goblins live in the woods around the small town of Bellwater, Washington. But some are about to find out.
Skye, a young barista and artist, falls victim to a goblin curse in the forest one winter night, rendering her depressed and silenced, unable to speak of what happened. Her older sister Livy is at wit’s end trying to understand what’s wrong with her. Local mechanic Kit would know, but he doesn’t talk of such things: he’s the human liaison for the goblin tribe, a job he keeps secret and never wanted, thrust on him by an ancient family contract.
Then Kit starts dating Livy, and Skye draws Kit’s cousin Grady into the spell through an enchanted kiss in the woods. Skye and Grady are doomed to become goblins and disappear from humankind forever, unless Livy, the only one untainted by enchantment, can unravel the spell by walking a dangerous magical path of her own.
“Help me.” She whispered the words, seeming to struggle to force them out, as if something were wrong with her tongue. He barely caught the phrase, even in the silent forest.
But he did hear it, and it galvanized him. He threaded between plants and stepped over logs to reach her. He stood before her, shooting her a glance from head to boots. She didn’t look injured or anything. But she breathed shallowly, and kept staring at him with that intensity.
“What’s wrong?” he asked. “You need help?”
She grasped the front of his fleece coat. Her knuckles dug into his chest. Grady gazed into her brown eyes in wonder.
“I pick you,” she said, again with a peculiarly stilted, numb-sounding vocalization, but she enunciated the words in a deliberate enough manner that the effect was almost formal.
“You what?” he said.
Then she laid one cold hand on the side of his face, and pulled him down toward her.
She couldn’t mean to kiss him. That couldn’t be about to happen.
But she lifted her parted lips as if that was exactly what she had in mind, and though Grady knew the honorable thing, the smart thing, to do was to step away, he felt mesmerized. As her breath touched his face, his common sense fell to shreds. Temptation roped itself around his head, impossible to resist. He longed to kiss her all of a sudden, and his mind even supplied a rationale: hadn’t he just been wanting something pleasant to happen in his life? Didn’t this count, in a weird way?
So although it was beyond crazy, he met her halfway and kissed her. With restraint, like a gentleman. Well, at first. Through a breath in her parted lips he caught an unusual, enticing flavor, rich and green like the forest itself, and he opened his mouth further to taste it. The kiss locked deeper; their heads tilted. He shut his eyes. Her fingers twined into his hair. The hand clutching his coat relaxed and she slid her arm around his back, snake-like. He wound his arms around her, his fingers penetrating the holes of her loose-knit sweater, clawing at the soft curves and hard bones of her body. As their tongues met, Grady felt like the ground was sinking languorously beneath him. His head buzzed in astonished delight and a fire started in his lower body and crept outward.
She pulled her mouth free. Breathing hard, Grady blinked at her. Some pink had entered her cheeks, making her even more beautiful. Just as he was about to speak—maybe ask her name—she ripped herself out of his arms and turned and ran into the forest.
“Hey!” Grady lunged after her, and fell on his front. A fallen branch bruised his chest, making him wince. He tried to rise, and found his feet were stuck. Twisting around, he discovered blackberry vines wrapped around his shoes. “Goddammit. How the…hey!” He twisted forward again. “Come back! Please! Who are you?”
He heard her fast footsteps, but only for a few seconds, then they went quiet. By the time he had disentangled his feet from the vines and stood up to look around, she was nowhere in sight.
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