Stone Cold Groom (MONSTER BRIDES ROMANCE) by S.C. Principale EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: S.C. Principale
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Tons of people get married when they’re drunk. Heck, look at Vegas. They
make a business out of it!
Very few people get married when they’re asleep.
You might even say it’s impossible.
I would have said it was impossible.
Then, it happened to me. Yep.
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One hell of a way to wake up—especially when you hadn’t even met
your bride before the “ceremony,” and she didn’t even know you existed.
I don’t mean she didn’t know I personally existed. I mean gargoyles.
Sounds complicated?
Well, it is and I hate it.
Crash! Bam!
“Genesiiiiiiis! Genesis!”
My “wife” hates it, too.
Let me start at the beginning.
“Kelyn’s getting married!”
My mother’s voice crackles through the screen of my laptop. In fact—I
couldn’t have told you it was my mother except from her voice. The camera
was currently pointed toward her upper wing.
“Please tell me it’s not to that sculptor?” I carefully set another stone
heart in a straw-lined crate.
“That sculptor’s name is Logan, and he saved your cousin’s life!
Imagine, selling her off as a statue…”
“It was a dodgy lawn and garden company, wasn’t it? And what was
Logan doing associating with those men anyway?”
“Saving old statuary from being turned into gravel for people’s drives
and rock beds!” The camera abruptly turns, and I see my mother’s
anguished face. “Can you imagine? Your cousin could’ve been lining
someone’s car park.”
“I know. I know.”
“He’s a good man, is Logan. He didn’t shriek and panic when she woke
up in his studio, and he’s doing his best to honor all the clan customs.
What’s more, he’s descended from Clan Comyn.”
I cast an eye on the white tattoo outlined on my midnight skin. The Clan
Davidson crest is tattooed on my bicep, just like it is on Kelyn’s. “Is he
getting a tattoo?”
“Already has it. Now.” My mother’s voice turns hesitant. “You’re like a
brother to Kelyn. You know she’s only got her sisters. She wants her
heartstone to come from you. You can bring it over when you come the
week before the wedding.”
My stomach twists. I’m no hatchling. I’ve certainly defied the family
expectations before by leaving the clan years ago and moving to the States,
leading a solitary existence for the last sixty years. (Gargoyles live a long,
long time. I’m only a young thing in my “twenties” even after seeing two
hundred in the rearview mirror.)
“I doubt if I’ll attend the wedding, Ma.”
“What?”
My stomach forms an intricate braid of nerves. Even though I’m a
young, independent male, I don’t like defying my mother. “I don’t like it.
Gargoyles and humans have been enemies. Allies. Friends, even. But we’re
not meant to be mates.”
My mother’s delicate periwinkle nostrils flare, and her eyes glow green.
“We’re all made by the same Creator.”
“I know. I know, I’m not saying it’s wrong… It’s just not natural. Kelyn
is setting herself up for heartache. She’ll be a widow by three hundred!
Maybe sooner.”
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