Tales of the Dark City: The Raven

He is one of the most influential military were-ravens of a hostile state— a man with a steel-hard, cruel, and domineering character. She is a sylph, an air elemental: a gentle lover of art, brought into the ranks of spies by the will of the Crown. A sylph among spies? That’s simply impossible—because a peaceful nature is not made for lying, cunning, and betrayal. And it would be fine… but how do you approach someone like him, whose seasoned gaze is terribly spoiled by feminine beauty, and whose battle-hardened heart can hardly be caught—especially when your only trump card is a pretty face. Is it possible to weave such a strong web of passion, caress, and temptation that he would lose his vigilance enough to let magic’s sharp claws sink into his memories of the past? If so, then how not to get entangled in it yourself—so that tomorrow doesn’t begin with the thought of how desperately he wants him not only with his body…