Heartsong

A gargoyle warrior unprepared for the modern world. Fifteen hundred years ago, Frey and all his kind were cursed by the vicious fae queen, their magick stolen and their bodies rendered stone. It has been a hellish existence, frozen in time as the world changes around them. A proud warrior, Frey rages against his stone prison, but with every year that passes, hope slips away that the curse can ever be broken. That is, until he and some of his kin are placed in an odd little museum. And she walks through the door. A modern woman not ready for a medieval male. Anna Kincaid has struggled most of her life, but she’s finally landed a job that will help her get ahead. It feels too good to be true - full healthcare and helping manage a museum full of exquisite artifacts? Her heart and history degree are thrilled, but something about the museum is strange. The owners are a mysterious couple who call the collection the clan. And the collection is, well, monstrous. Huge, savage-looking statues from the late-Celtic period. Magick stolen can be reclaimed, and curses cast can be broken. When the museum is stormed by masked commandos one night, it isn’t even the weirdest thing to happen. No, that has to be when one of the statues comes alive to save her. Or when he flies off with her. Or when he tucks her into his big body and growls mate.