Burning for the Fire Nymphs

Naturally, when a bunch of fiery fae threaten the minotaur you’ve just banged, it’s hard to bask in the post-coital bliss.

Having angry frost giants turn up to crash the party doesn’t help.

When my sweet minotaur leads the chilling giants away to save me, I’m left fleeing through the enchanted woods for what seems like the hundredth time since I was Selected and kidnapped by the fae.

This time, three tempting fire nymphs are by my side. They’re hot stuff—literally—and the more time I spend with the devilish brothers, the hotter I burn for them.

Escape during the Hunt seems impossible, especially when more of the forest’s lurking threats are revealed.

Should I seek shelter in the arms of the fiery nymphs or face the dangers of the Hunt alone?