Once Upon an Irritatingly Magical Kiss (Book 3)
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🌻“That irritatingly magical kiss! Ooo la la!” 🌻“Irritating no, magical yes. Loved this book.”“What precisely have I done,” Thorne demanded, anger now etched into his voice as he leaned closer, “that offended you? Or your friend? In what way have I treated her ill?” Challenge lit up his gaze, and he could see that she was regarding him with new eyes.
“You discussed marriage with her father without even once addressing her,” Lady Christina huffed, now eyeing him with as much disdain as he himself felt in that moment. “You do not even possess the decency to—”
“Is that not how marriage is conducted in your circles?” Thorne demanded, aware that his pulse was quickening with each incremental step he took toward her. “How precisely have I given offense? From what I understand, I have conducted myself in a most appropriate manner.” He grinned at her. “Why then do you object? Why are you so determined to see me as a villain?”
Her teeth gritted together, and a barely audible growl fell from her lips. “You are rude and ill-mannered and—”
“Are you not also?” Thorne teased. “Or would you consider it good manners to judge me in such a way for behaving in the very same fashion as any other man here?”
Her arms unfolded, and he could see her hands balling into fists that she clenched at her sides. Although her eyes still shot daggers at him, no words left her lips.
“Why did you come here?” Thorne inquired, inching close enough to feel a faint brush of her breath against his skin. “You said to make out my character, but that is not all, is it? What is it that you want…from me?” The last two words made his question feel strangely intimate, and he could see the slight widening of her eyes, clearly stating that she had not failed to notice.
Lady Christina inhaled a slow breath. She clearly wished to lash out at him, but held herself back, knowing that if she did so, whatever she wanted from him would be outside of her reach. “I want you to retract your marriage proposal.” The words fell from her lips in one rushed breath.
“Truth be told, I have not yet proposed. I’ve merely entered into negotiations with—”
“Then step away from them,” Lady Christina urged, her fists now trembling with barely concealed eagerness. “Leave London and return to where you came from. You do not belong here, and Sarah does not belong in Manchester.”
Thorne regarded her carefully. “But what then? What if I do as you ask? We both know why Lord Hartmore is more than willing to give me his daughter’s hand in marriage.” His gaze narrowed as it swept over her features. “You are no fool. You know as well as I do that Lord Hartmore has no choice but to barter off his daughter’s hand in marriage. The real question is, why do you object to me so strongly?”
“Sarah does not wish to marry you,” she replied in her haste when it became clear to her that he would not simply comply with her request.
“Is there a gentleman she wishes to marry? A gentleman who also wishes to marry her?” Thorne demanded, enjoying the way she all but fidgeted where she stood. “If that is not the case, then this conversation is moot. Lord Hartmore requires funds, whereas I require a bride of noble birth. This union is of mutual benefit. Again, I ask you, is this not how marriage matters are conducted among your people?”
Lady Christina did not miss the mocking tone in his voice, and the look she gave him could have frozen the seas. “You are a most horrible man,” she exclaimed, returning to insults when all arguments failed her. “I only wish…”
Thorne grinned at her. “You only wish what? That you could take her place?” Where the question had come from, he did not know, but it seemed to make the air around them sizzle with heat and temptation. His pulse quickened, and he saw her eyes widening as she drew in an unsteady breath.
Yes, he would accept her as his bride in a heartbeat.
She’s bold in every way but one—showing her heart. Lady Christina Beaumont isn’t afraid to speak out, stir trouble, or upend polite expectations. Saving her best friend from a loveless match feels like a mission made for her. But behind the daring plans and witty defiance, Christina hides the part of herself she fears may cost her everything: her creativity, her passion, her truth.
He’s driven by purpose—and undone by depth. Thorne Sharpe clawed his way into wealth from nothing. Now he needs a respectable match to claim his place among London’s elite. Christina isn’t his intended bride—but she’s the one who unsettles him. What begins as rivalry slowly shifts into fascination, then something quieter... and deeper.
To be truly loved, she must risk being truly seen. As Christina and Thorne clash and connect, trust begins to grow. But love demands more than wit and bravado—it asks for vulnerability. And Christina must decide whether to hide the parts of herself she fears might drive him away... or offer him everything, flaws and fire alike. Because sometimes, the greatest leap isn’t defiance—it’s letting someone in.
If you long for stories where love doesn’t fix you… it finds you, exactly as you are—this book holds space for you.
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