The trickster God of Chaos enjoys toying with me, his writer, but he has more surprises hidden behind those emerald eyes than even I expected.

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Every writer says their fictional characters talk to them. Mine jumped through the fabric of reality and offered a deal I couldn't refuse. What single woman wouldn't take advantage of the sinfully hot lessons Asgard's sexy Dark Prince wants to teach? But then he left... two weeks without so much as a peep.

Do I move on?