Tiana is an elemental fae who can control all five of the
Earth’s elements, but all she’s ever wanted is to have a normal life. Because
of this, she has spent her entire existence avoiding the High Fae Academy for
After a successful twenty-one years of avoidance, a prophecy describing the
next Great War leads academy recruiter Orin to her home. He offers her a new
start, an explanation, and training for her wayward power. Tiana can’t help but
accept when she feels a draw toward him that leaves her breathless.
Little does she know that her powers are more than anyone had bargained for.
Disclaimer: This book is a paranormal romance that contains sexual content that
may not be appropriate for young readers under the age of 18.
Holy not what I was expecting. I will be honest with you. When I first started reading High Fae Academy, it had me rolling my eyes a bit. I thought it was another typical paranormal academy romance. Boy was I wrong. This book is so much more than that. It has so much mystery and passion that it left me speechless.
Everything about this book calls to me. The author did such an amazing job of developing this world that I wanted to legit scream or cry when I realized there were no more pages. Then I wanted to demand the next now because why oh why would they do this to me. After going through my stages of grief over the book being over, I was able to process the boom and realized I will just have to reread it over and over until the next one comes out.
In conclusion, you are tru lj y missing out on something wonderful if you skip over this book. It is so new and refreshing that it made my poor soul weep for more. All I can do now is wait for the next book!
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"Open your eyes, Tiana.
My eyes flutter open and I sit up. A silhouette of a fully transformed fae male
is sitting cross-legged in front of me. He's the spitting image of Lucian with
small differences. He looks like he'd be taller and brawnier. Despite him
merely being an image made of magic and light, his eyes glow deep purple, the
darker cousins to Lucian's. His midnight hair is long and pulled back behind
his head in a braid running down his back. Rowan could be Lucian's older
brother. Or a more dangerous, feral, and powerful version of him.
"Why do you look just like him? How are you doing this?"
My reply comes out breathy and strange. He replies, and while his mouth moves,
I can only hear him in my head.
Using your magical well, I can manifest like this for short periods of time. I
look like Lucian because I am his distant relative. Before I became the king of
the fae, I was a citizen of the spirit court within the royal family.
My hands move toward his form by themselves before I snatch them back again,
"Can I touch you?"
He moves closer, one blink he's a few feet away, and then his knees are nearly
touching mine. It doesn't startle me. If anything, I lean closer to him in
wonder. His form is made up entirely of magic, swirling colors moving quickly
You may touch me, if you'd like to.
I reach out with shaking fingers and lay one hand against his chest. It feels
solid and real. Like he's living and breathing right in front of me. When his
fingers come up to brush my cheek, my eyelids flutter closed. It almost feels
like my own soul is caressing me, comforting me, making me whole again. I hold
his face in my hands and run my thumbs over his smooth cheeks. When Rowan
smiles at me it takes my breath away. Magic is sparkling off him so vividly
that I almost want to shield my eyes.
While Lucian calls to my spirit, Rowan calls to my very being. The darkest
depths or recesses of my soul. He knows everything about me, yet I can sense
love and tenderness from him that makes me feel safe and happy. We move to lie
side by side together with our hands clasped tightly.
We lie there like that long after darkness had fallen and the stars came out.
We spoke about our fears, his life he led while being king, and what may come
of us in the future. It's a simple interaction that has no expectations, no
tensions, and it's a relief to have this time with him. Although, it may have
had the opposite effect of what Rowan was hoping for. While I feel closer to
him, and my heart aches for him, he still isn't real, right? He can't stay with
me forever like this. And do I only like him more now because he resembles
Lucian, the man that I'm almost certain is my fated mate? The confusion in my
chest grows as I roll onto my side to face him.
His form is dimmer now as if he doesn't have much more time before he will
disappear. It allows me to better study his features. Rowan has a strong jawline,
deep coal violet eyes, and crow’s feet that speak of many hours spent laughing.
I can see his emotions plainly on his face as he watches me in return. Love,
Are they simply a reflection of my own feelings, or is Rowan capable of feeling
things? I'm still not sure how this shared body thing works. The thought leads
me back to the main question I keep asking. As if sensing my inner monologue,
he leans over me, one hand on either side of my head. His eyes search my face,
while his looks vulnerable. The pure honesty we have between us gives me the
courage to ask him one of my many burning questions.
Are you real?
I am real, Tiana. For you, I am real."
My name is Kaylin Peyerk, and I live in the beautiful state of Michigan. I have
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