Recent content by Lorcán

"I'm joking, Sadie," the prince laughed quietly, the sound warm and genuine. He didn’t miss the flicker of panic in her expression and softened his teasing just a fraction. "I think my mate would be quite aggrieved were I to go around biting pretty females. I assure you, you're quite safe here."...

'You can breathe now, Ilith..' A dark brow quirked as he looked between them.. Interesting. Lorcan grinned, stepping forward and clapping a firm hand against Nik’s shoulder. “I’m honoured,” he said smoothly, the warmth in his voice genuine. “Anything you need, for as long as you need.” His...

The raven cocked its head, watching for a moment longer before it spread its wings and launched from the branch. But it never touched the ground. Instead, its body twisted, shape unraveling like ink dispersing in water. The shift was seamless, elegant—one moment a raven, the next, a Fae male...

Lorcan stood in the centre of the courtyard, his hands clasped behind his back as he gazed out toward the distant peaks of the mountain range. The cool dusk air carried the scent of pine and the faint sweetness of ripened apples from the Orchard. Above him, the sky shifted through hues of lilac...

Lorcan felt the tension that had coiled tightly in his chest ease as they stepped out of the leyline and into the familiar embrace of his home. Endora stretched out before them, its serene landscape painted with hues of copper and crimson, vibrant and alive with the telltale signs of autumn...

Lorcan’s throat tightened as he watched Amaryllis, her pain laid bare in the sunlight that dappled across her worn features. For a moment, the prince couldn’t breathe; the weight of what they had all endured sat heavy on his chest, tightening like an iron vice. “I understand,” he said, voice...

The ley spat them out just feet from the courtyard of Lorcán’s home, and for a split second, the breathtaking view from the Orchard seemed to soften his tension. Nestled halfway up the tallest peak of Endora, with the Azure lake reflecting starlight far below and the distant hum of Silver Forest...

Lorcan held her tightly, feeling her warmth seep into him as if it were the last light in a world growing dim. For so long in his youth, he had been adrift, carrying a guilt he couldn’t shake and a grief that weighed on him like stone. Her gentle reassurance, her quiet strength—they had grounded...

Lorcan froze as he watched Amaryllis turn back, her fury directed toward the approaching Summer soldiers. His dark eyes were blown wide, transfixed by the fire that erupted from her, a fierce wall of flames surging skyward, scorching the ground in its wake. She’d always been so soft, so quiet...

Lorcan’s grip softened as Amaryllis finally began to let the truth sink in. The shift in her posture, the crack in her voice—he saw the moment her illusion crumbled, and it hurt more than he had expected. His heart ached for her, for everything she had lost in the span of a few moments. She had...

Lorcan's heart twisted as he watched Faolan collapse against Amaryllis, the sight of the proud Knight Captain reduced to tears igniting a firestorm of conflicting emotions within him. He was angry—angry at the situation, at Titania, at himself for feeling so helpless despite having fought to...

Lorcan’s heart twisted as he watched the familiar brightness spark in Amaryllis’s eyes, her voice bubbling with excitement as she began planning a ball, a celebration—talking of colors and guests as if everything was still as it once was. For a fleeting moment, he allowed himself to bask in her...

Lorcan's heart sank as Faolan's words echoed in the chaos. A tracker. The weight of the revelation anchored him with the grim reality of their situation. “Fuck!” he spat, frustration mingling with urgency. Fleeing wouldn’t do much good now, and there was no way he was taking Faolan anywhere...

Lorcan felt the warmth of Amaryllis’s embrace envelop him, a soothing balm against the turmoil that raged within. Her gentle touch, the instinctive way she comforted him, stirred emotions he thought long buried beneath the weight of his responsibilities. He closed his eyes for a moment, savoring...

Perched on the highest branch of an ancient oak, Lorcan shifted restlessly, his raven form blending seamlessly into the shadows of the storm. The storm clouds rolled overhead, casting everything in shades of grey and black, the wind carrying the scent of rain and blood. His sharp eyes scanned...