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When you're 'more' than human,
finding your soulmate isn't as easy as answering a few questions
online. It's best to track down Campbell Consulting, a.k.a. the
Matchmaker.
In Charleston, South Carolina half-elf Lily
has a birthmark her elders vow is a mystical promise of true love. So
far she's yet to encounter Mr. Right in either the elf or human
realms.
Dare, a wood elf, has led the Matchmaker's security
team for years. In town on a simple errand, when the Matchmaker
disappears his future is turned inside out.
And Amy Campbell
is a completely human English professor about to discover the true
magic of the family business...
Excerpt from The Matchmaker’s
Mark
My dearest Amy,
How are you and Guinness doing? I
can't imagine how a skinny little greyhound might feel in that wicked
Nebraska winter. Should I send him some snow boots? Surely you are
settled in and pampering each other after six months together.
I'm so sorry I missed you and the
family at the holidays, business was unusually crazy this year.
Be on the lookout for a package from
me, darling, you will absolutely treasure it! Above all take good
care of yourself (and Guinness, of course).
All my love,
Auntie Camille
Lily Parker was in her element. Almost
completely. Surrounded by flowers and serenaded by the bell above her
door as customers walked in and out of her florist shop, she felt as
radiant as her own beam of sunshine. She wrapped up the sale and
murmured a blessing over the blooms as another happy customer left.
January wasn't typically her best sales
month, but her regulars kept her company and she always enjoyed the
respite after the rush of the holidays. She'd tweaked the display
window yesterday and patted herself on the back, since her register
had been ringing steadily since.
Through that window she smiled at the
woman on the street. The potential customer was currently admiring
the sweet baskets of daisies flanking a stunning array of white
tulips Lily's wholesaler had brought in just for her. Then Lily
spotted the dog.
She pushed open the shop door. "What
a beautiful greyhound."
"Thanks. This is Guinness."
The woman at the other end of the leash was pretty in an understated
way, but her proud smile lit up her face as her dog leaned forward,
eager to bask in any and all attention.
Lily chuckled. "Isn't he a
character?" She let him sniff her knuckles and considered
herself approved when he ducked his head under her palm so she could
scratch his ears. "Is he a rescue?"
"Yes. From an Iowa track. We've
been together about six months."
"That's wonderful. I'm Lily, by
the way."
"Amy."
Lily took in the open coat and
glove-free hands and pegged Amy for a snowbird, or possibly the
cruise lines were doing a new promotion. "I didn't know they
allowed dogs on the cruises." The other woman blinked, her smile
giving way to confusion. "Forgive me. You're not a tourist?"
Having lived here so long, she knew the faces of most of the locals.
"Yes. Well no. Not officially."
"That's what I get for assuming,"
Lily said, cooing over Guinness until the woman relaxed again. She
usually read people with uncanny precision, but lately, it was as if
she was a half step out of sync. "Would Guinness like a drink of
water?"
Amy snorted. "He'd like anything
that involves more attention."
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Live the adventure,
Regan
