Taken by the Lord of the Nocturne Court (Dark Companions #1) Read Online K.A. Merikan

Categories Genre: Dark, Fantasy/Sci-fi, M-M Romance, Paranormal Tags Authors: Series: Dark Companions Series by K.A. Merikan
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Total pages in book: 169
Estimated words: 156210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 781(@200wpm)___ 625(@250wpm)___ 521(@300wpm)
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With a rock growing in my throat, I leave the gossiping elves behind and approach the stalls, drawn closer by the savory scent coming from pastries placed on a metal rack. Each is stamped right out of the oven with a heart-shaped stencil, and as I see a girl buying one, I wonder how they taste. Instead of biting right in, the pretty elf spins around so fast her two braids wrap themselves around her shoulders. She runs to a cute brunette with biceps bigger than mine and presents her with the treat, offering it with both hands.

The other girl yelps, touches her chest then leans in for a kiss, which is applauded by the people gathered close by.

An arm snakes over my shoulder, and I flinch, but Kyran’s scent instantly calms me down. “Elves buy them for their sweetheart at the Ardournalia. It’s supposed to keep the heart strong if Heartbreak does approach, but really it’s just an expression of affection.”

I swallow, glancing up at him. “I… don’t have money.” It’s pretty pathetic that I only realize it now. I’ve been pampered like a sugar baby since the moment I stepped into the Nightmare Realm. I kinda love it, in a vain sort of way, but in moments like this, I’m lacking agency.

I wish I could gift Kyran this stupid heart pie. It might be only a gesture, but I want it. I want to do something special for him, but how can I when everything I have comes from him?

His fingers twitch before tightening around my hand, and as the crowd of dancing shadows moves behind Kyran’s back, he leans in and gives me a coin. “You do. As my promised, you are entitled to a stipend. I will have someone discuss this with you tomorrow, if you’d like that.”

I nod and, with a shy smile, ask the salesman for a pie, parting with the one coin I possess. When I hand the food to Kyran, I’m very aware of all the people watching us And I hope the elves gossiping about my looks are seeing us now.

“So your heart is strong,” I whisper, going breathless when a lock of Kyran’s hair slides down and cuddles up to my cheek. He’s so tall. So handsome. Yet when he looks at me the way he does now, with adoration I don’t feel worthy of, I can believe this isn’t an act. He accepts the pie and presses our foreheads together, for everyone to see.

“You make it stronger every day, my darling,” he rasps, and when our lips meet, I can feel pink flames licking me from the tip of the head to the toes.

The music swells around us, and I deepen the kiss for a little too long, pulled back to reality by a whistle from the crowd. Kyran winks at me and bites into the pie.

My cheeks are on fire, but I’m so… happy. I’ve never felt a connection like this with anyone. My first crush on a boy when I was a teenager now feels like just that—a crush. I thought I was in love, but my feelings were only the butterflies of first attraction, not the wide-winged moths fluttering in my chest whenever Kyran as much as looks my way.

“What’s that?” I ask and pull him to the next stall, eager to distract myself from the overwhelming emotions.

He offers me half of the pastry, and I take a bite, leaning into the cozy space under his arm as we take in...

“Stuffed birds. There’s nuts and dried fruit inside, and the bones add a lot of crunch,” Kyran tells me while the seller beams at me and offers us one of the roasted morsels on a stick.

“On the house, Your Highness.”

The birds are no bigger than a child’s fist, but seeing their little charred bodies doesn’t spike my appetite. But it would be rude to outright refuse food when it’s offered, so I awkwardly take the stick from the proud salesman and thank him, already wondering how to dispose of this dubious treat.

“I don’t want it. It’s freaky that it’s a whole bird. What do I do?” I whisper to Kyran right before he feeds me the last piece of the pie. Unperturbed, he takes the stick from me and puts the whole morsel in his mouth. He bites down with a crunch so loud I can’t help but laugh.

His brows go up, and he mumbles something that sounds like “Amused?”

It makes me laugh harder, and I gently punch his chest when he leans in to kiss my forehead with his mouth full.

“Thank you for bringing me here,” I say. I may have ulterior motives, but I love spending time with him all the same. “Ooh, that smells good!”

I turn my head and a tall elven lady is already reaching out to me from behind a massive cauldron. The cup she hands me is filled with black goo that smells of milk, honey, and something fruity. “This year’s cherin. Spiced with ground cherry nuts.”


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