Alix Rickloff spins a riveting tale full of magic, danger, and sensuality.----Hannah Howell

Lost in You

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Cornwall, 1815. Beyond the country balls and genteel society of Regency England lies another realm—where passion and peril collide, and two lovers face an impossible choice…

Conor Bligh is one of the Other—half human, half Fey, part of a brotherhood sworn to protect the divide between the Faery and mortal worlds. Conor is gifted with powers unseen in ten generations, but to destroy the malevolent demon, Asher, he needs much more than strength—he needs Ellery Reskeen.

Brave, quick-witted, and beautiful, Ellery has no idea of the magic that lies dormant with her, or of the danger that surrounds the handsome, rain-soaked stranger who collapses on her doorstep. As she and Conor flee from Asher and his followers, their attraction turns to a searing desire with unimaginable consequences. Only Conor stands between Asher and the destruction he plans for mortal and Fey alike. And the only way to end the threat forever is for Conor to sacrifice the woman he has grown to love more than life itself…

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Here are what reviewers are saying about LOST IN YOU... 

“Lost In You is a fast-paced, sensually-charged adventure.”
—Manic Readers

“... Rickloff presents a fascinating debut filled with sensory details and a deep sense of lore.”
—Booklist

“Rickloff's debut sweeps readers into a dark, dangerous and sensual realm where legend and passion mix to perfection...”
—Romantic Times

“... strong characters, warm family relationships, and just the right touch of elusive fae magic.”
—PW Beyond the Book Blog

Excerpt from Lost In You...

Ellery touched him. Placed a hesitant hand on his arm. “Don’t look that way. Your eyes go bright, but the warmth is gone. It’s you—but not you.”

He grabbed her. Held her in a vise-like grip until she flinched. “That’s just it.” His words sharp and violent. “There is no warmth, Ellery. There’s nothing. I’m Other. I’m Heller. And I’m Amhas-draoi. Any one of those things separately should make you think twice. All three and you should be afraid for your life.” He released her. Flung her away so that she stumbled back.

The stricken look in her face would have been heartbreaking. If he’d had a heart. It just made him angrier. More determined to put as much distance as he could between them. For her sake as well as his.

Her eyes flashed. Her chin came up. “I don’t believe you.”

Ignoring his glowering stance, she stepped closer. The heat off her skin staggered him. And her scent—that musky exotic spice she wore—was intoxicating. She caught his face in her hands. Rose on tip-toe to brush her lips against his. She wove a spell with her body that smashed through his defenses like a battering ram. Molded herself so close he felt the hard pearls of her nipples through the thin cotton of her gown.

“Tell me you don’t want me right now,” she whispered, her tongue flicking out to taste him.

He closed his eyes. Inhaled a ragged breath. He couldn’t push her away. Not when she asked for it with that sultry sex-me voice. When he could smell the wet, hot center of her. That left him only one choice.

He reached within. Unchained the darkest part of him. Let it rise to the surface. Take him over. Howling its release, the beast clawed its way through him. Sank its fangs into his soul. Ate away everything human and left only the cold-blooded Fey behind.

Muscles hardened. Blood pumped hot and hungry through his veins. His gaze narrowed to a pinprick. Focused on her. He grabbed her off her feet. Held her so that he saw the reflection of his clear gold gaze in her frightened eyes.

“You once said you didn’t fear the Heller in me,” he snarled.

She swallowed. Made no move to escape. “No. I don’t.”

He dropped her so that her legs buckled. “Well, you should, Ellery. You should be very afraid.”