A Troll in the Hay

<p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>OGRAM</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Trolls are notoriously solitary and though I long to find my one true mate life on my farm surrounded by earth and crops has always been enough to fulfill me.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Until the day Hope walks into my farm market to purchase a basket of apples. From that moment all I can think about is filling </span><em style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>her</em><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)> basket. Making her mine for the rest of our days. </span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>But Hope is only in Harmony Glen on holiday meaning I have limited time to make the woman who's never dated a monster fall in love with my big green tusk-toothed troll self...or lose what my heart knows is my one chance at love.</span></p><p></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>HOPE</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>After monsters stepped out of the shadows I learned my hometown community isn't just small-minded </span><em style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>they're</em><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)> the true monsters.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>So I squirreled away my waitressing tips until I had saved enough for a vacation in Harmony Glen a small town in Upstate New York known for its harmonious multispecies integration. My plan was to see and meet as many monsters as possible so I could go back home and tell everyone how wrong they are to vilify nonhumans.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>What I wasn't counting on? Falling instantly head over heels for a seven-foot-tall troll when I walk into his charming farm market store.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Ogram is quiet and reclusive. I'm the opposite. It shouldn't work but it does. It really really does. </span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Should I chalk it up to the best vacation ever and leave with once-in-a-lifetime memories or stay and build a forever life with the only person who's ever felt like home?</span></p><p></p><p></p><p><em style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>A Troll in the Hay</em><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)> is a short sweet fluffy spicy fated mates/instalove story set in the Harmony Glen world. Expect over-the-top instant mutual attraction humorous language gaffes size difference and a troll whose sweetness is only rivaled by the spice he brings. </span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>This book is intended for adult readers only. Visit the author's website for additional information about her books.</span></p><p></p><p></p>