Fallen Feather

Names have power. Even awful ones.

I called myself Feather. But really? I was Useless. So I chose to save Sanctuary, though that meant I lost everything: my majestic sheets, my old name, my fudging body . . . and my sweet, sexy soulmate.

When the super-hot and literally horny Rumple sends me back home, not everyone busts out the confetti. You'd think by sacrificing myself, I would have solved a lot of problems. But I only uncovered more, and made some new, powerful, glitter-hating enemies.

When Protectors start to disappear, I'm stuck wandering through Sanctuary's basement/sex dungeon to find them . . . and that's where I discover a terrible truth. The real danger isn't on the other side of the Great Gate.

It was inside Sanctuary all along.

Contains mature themes.

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Hljóðbók: 1 augusti 2023