Temp worker David Evans has been dreaming of Dr. Alun Kendrick ever since that one transcription job for him, because holy cats, that voice. Swoon. So when his agency offers him a position as Dr. Kendrick’s temporary office manager, David neglects to mention that he’s been permanently banished from offices. Because, forgiveness? Way easier than permission.
Alun Kendrick, former Queen’s Champion of Faerie’s Seelie Court, takes his job as a psychologist for Portland’s supernatural population extremely seriously. Secrecy is paramount: no non-supe can know of their existence. So when a gods-bedamned human shows up to replace his office manager, he intends to send the man packing. It shouldn’t be difficult—in the two hundred years since he was cursed, no human has ever failed to run screaming from his hideous face.
But cheeky David isn’t intimidated, and despite himself, Alun is drawn to David in a way that can only spell disaster: when fae consort with humans, it never ends well. And if the human has secrets of his own? The disaster might be greater than either of them could ever imagine.
This book can be read on its own, or enjoyed as part of the Fae Out of Water series.
David Evans gets a temp job working for a psychologist who's secretly a counselor to the supernatural community in Russell's (Clickbait) lighthearted contemporary paranormal romance, first of a planned trilogy. Elves, vampires, and the like are real and need mental health practitioners, but David, placed in Dr. Alun Kendrick's office by mistake, doesn't know that magic exists. And it's against the law for Alun, who is actually an elf under a centuries-old curse of ugliness, to tell a human that magic exists at all. The romance between David and Alun is plausible, sweet, and deftly written, but Russell's plot winds up including so many elements faerie court politics, family drama on both sides, Alun's tragic backstory, and more that the book feels rushed and crammed with extraneous detail. Enjoyable characters have trouble making themselves heard through the tumult.