Heart of the Raven Prince: A Cinderella Retelling (Entangled with Fae)

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My fingers flinch at my sides, begging for piano keys. It’s been too long since I’ve played. Too long since I’ve been able to release my bottled angst through song. Closing my eyes, I lower my head, resisting the temptation to tear off my bonnet. Then I let my fingers tap against the sides of my thighs, following sheet music in my mind— Fine, but going nowhere,” Mrs. Coleman snaps. “Neither you nor Imogen managed to secure a husband yet again. We’ve attended every court’s social season, one after the other, for three years in a row, and still, my daughters fail me.”

Tessonja Odette is an author of upper YA/NA romantic fantasy and fantasy romance. She has been writing fiction since she was a child. Her wild imagination, her love for magical things, and her fascination with the great unknown led her writing into the realm of fantasy. I huff a laugh. “The last time I took part in such activities, I came out the other side a vile rogue.” I set down the cufflinks to face Flora. “Besides, it isn’t just that. Nyxia wants me to interact with the humans on a deeper level than even she dares to. I am to attend garden parties, visit the theater, kiss the hands of aristocrats’ daughters—”This is another incredible historical romance book that I had the pleasure of reading. And I devoured it happily at one sitting.

That’s my least favorite part about bargains. They hurt when broken. If I were full fae, my disobedience could kill me. Since I’m only half fae, the mysterious magic that rules fae bargains isn’t as detrimental. Her footsteps approach the dressing screen but—thankfully—stop on the other side. If she sees the state I’m in, she’ll know I’ve been outdoors. “What excuse do you have today?” Imogen eyes her mother with a smirk, expression calculating. “Did your decision to bring us here have anything to do with the fact that Prince Franco is still unwed?”I did not come here to corner you, throw myself upon you, or offer you a tryst against the alley wall.” I say this last part through my teeth. “As hard as it might be for you to believe, not every young woman in Faerwyvae goes weak and mewling in your presence, begging to bed and marry you. In fact, anyone with half a brain would know to avoid you entirely.” Point Of View (POV): This alternated between focusing on Anna and Edward in 3rd person narrative (with a few sections focusing on a side character). In addition to writing, she is a multi-passionate creative with a ton of artistic hobbies. She believes in the importance of following your joy and hopes to inspire others to live their dreams. Very well,” I say, voice flat. I leave my stepfamily behind, but not before I catch a few words of Mrs. Coleman’s whisper. I clench my jaw. “You gave me no indication I shouldn’t be here, Stepmother. You brought me along.”