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    Unrewarded Love: Magic and Heartache, #2
    Unrewarded Love: Magic and Heartache, #2
    Unrewarded Love: Magic and Heartache, #2
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    Unrewarded Love: Magic and Heartache, #2

    By E.L. Roux

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    A novella of love, magic, and a touch of fashion.

     

    What was I supposed to do when my sick mother asked me to help her finish prepping for her fashion show? I wanted to say no, because it meant working with Kyla, a man I detest, but when no one else can help her, I have to step up.

     

    Except I don't trust Kyla. I know he's pretending to want me for unrestricted access to my mother's clothing line. But as the week goes by, I hate to admit, he's been more help than a hindrance. I hope he doesn't betray my building attraction for him, I don't think my heart can take the pain.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherE.L. Roux
    Release dateAug 7, 2018
    ISBN9781386507765
    Unrewarded Love: Magic and Heartache, #2
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    E.L. Roux

    E.L. Roux writes Contemporary Fantasy Romance and Sci-Fi Romance where you find love in all the wrong places. You can help them and other authors out by leaving reviews. Love it, hated it, wanted more? Please share your views, they are greatly appreciated :) If you’d like to stay in contact and keep up to date on releases, you can follow her on your preferred publishing platform, and/or follow her on FB at @ELRouxAuthor. Or you can sign up for her newsletter through her website at www.elrouxauthor.wordpress.com. Previous Releases: Anthology: Love Through Heartache Upcoming Releases: Magic and Heartache Book 3: Untitled Revival Book 1: Unexpected Revival Argos Three: Nukes and Suits

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      Unrewarded Love - E.L. Roux

      Unrewarded Love

      Magic and Heartache Book 2

      By E.L. Roux

      This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

      UNREWARDED LOVE

      First edition. August 8, 2018.

      Copyright © 2018 E.L. Roux.

      ISBN: 9781386507765

      ASIN: B07G8TK21W

      GGKEY: D27JL1DCCAH

      Written by E.L. Roux.

      Line editing by Metamorphosis Editing Service.

      Proofreading completed by Mandy Smith with Raw Book Editing www.rawbookediting.com

      Cover design by Wicked Smart Designs.

      Table of Contents

      Table of Contents

      Author Acknowledgements

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

      Chapter Six

      Chapter Seven

      Chapter Eight

      Author Note

      About the Author

      Teaser

      Author Acknowledgements

      This book wouldn’t have been created without the wonderful support of my friends and family. That and the characters wouldn’t leave me alone, lol. I really enjoy delving into this world, and I hope that you enjoy the story.

      A special thanks to Metamorphosis Editing Services and Mandy Smith with Raw Book Editing for their awesome services, and Wicked Smart Design for the wonderful cover. I’d also like to thank Courtney Kelly for her developmental edits, and my wonderful beta readers. And then there’s the special shout out to my sister, who will always be thanked in my books (she can never escape).

      Chapter One

      I didn’t know what to say except for, ‘hell no’, but I wouldn’t say that to my mom. She’d spent all this time taking care of me as a child, working two jobs so we could afford a small rundown apartment, and still managed to make a name for herself in the fashion industry as Pondre. And as much as I wanted to, I couldn’t walk away from her request.

      And your assistant really can’t help? I asked.

      Her silver hair, a close reflection to my own, slid forward, exposing the pointed tip of an ear. Her skin, a darker olive brown than mine, held a paleness to it. The pixie blood, strong in our family, couldn’t charm away the cold biting her in the butt.

      Mom coughed weakly into her hand, head angled up by the mountain of pastel pillows stacked behind her. Perri, you know she can’t. It’s not like her uncle can come back from the dead, and all that litigation she’s tied up in won’t disappear.

      I sighed. But do I really have to work with Kyla?

      He coughed. I’m right here.

      Yeah, I said, turning toward him, and I hate you.

      Kyla flashed me a smile from near the foot of my mother’s bed. Kyla was the pinnacle of what it meant to be a nymph; absolutely gorgeous in his heritage’s unique way. His dark hair, tied back at the base of his neck, accented the strong line of his chin and brightened his light oak complexion akin to something you’d see growing strong in the forest his parents still lived in. His eyes were a rich purple hue I’d heard others exclaim looked like monkshood, a poisonous flower you had to handle with care and took years of babying to firmly establish itself. I don’t know how close that flower reflected his personality, but just to be spiteful, I told him his irises looked like grapes. His vanity hadn’t appreciated that.

      His elegantly cut figure looked good in whatever he wore—the bastard—and he, like all of Mom’s fans, constantly attempted to get the jump on Pondre’s latest designs. I still believed Mom should feature burlap sacks in her next collection, but she’d yet to try the design. In fact, right now he wore a dark gray suit from my mother’s fall line two years ago. The theme that show had been petrified wood.

      I settled back into my chair, eyeing the man too sexy for his own good. It was really too bad he was only after me for unlimited access to my mother, the top designer in the nation, and not because he liked me. He was horribly unpredictable in every attempt to woo me, never doing the same thing twice—which I found kind of romantic, even as I stifled the smile his last gift had given me. The chocolate had been amazing, the rich flavor melting on my tongue with every bite. But he wasn’t going to win me over with chocolate.

      I glared. Kyla raised an elegantly shaped brow and turned toward my mother. I was still wondering why he’d been sitting in her room before I arrived. He didn’t need to be here for us to have this conversation.

      I know you need her help prepping for your show this week, but does she really have to put up such a fuss about it?

      Why are you even here? I asked as I tucked the soft off-white blankets tighter around my mother, and sat on the bed beside her head. Shouldn’t you be off in your forest home, frolicking with the trolls?

      Alas, they won’t have anything to do with me after our last meeting. He crossed his ankle over his knee, his gray pants exposing just enough sock to be appropriate. Damn, when did I start getting hot and bothered about ankles and the lust-worthy socks that covered them?

      I breathed in the scent of mint and brushed imaginary hair off my leggings. He managed to make me feel like frumpy and ill-shaped, like I’d failed to dress appropriately for a meeting at my mother’s sickbed. I placed my hands carefully in my lap. Were the trolls upset at the number of your bed partners?

      The question popped out before I could stop it. It wasn’t like I cared one way or another.

      Apparently not enough. They were unhappy with me when I refused their company.

      I snorted, not believing him for a second. He was rarely without female company. Why would you do that?

      Why do you think, dear? my mother chimed in, voice soft and difficult to hear. He’s only been courting you for the last five months.

      I jerked, almost falling off the bed. That’s not true.

      I don’t know why you think that, he said, tugging down the cuff of his perfectly pressed jacket. I’ve been bothering you every day since I informed you of my intent.

      That’s exactly why. How could anyone trust that he was serious when he came out and stated something as ridiculous as that, especially as he was handing me a unicorn lollipop with a smear of blue ice cream still on his lips? I’d never fought so hard to not kiss someone in my life.

      He squinted, and I could see the fine mental gears turning behind his gaze. I see.

      My mother smirked at him. I told you so.

      "You’re quite right, Pondre.

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