Aurora's Fae Prince

Aurora Amor

Nix Dixon is a hot, spoiled jerk. He broke my heart into a million pieces before walking away without a backward glance. Now the fae prince is back, trying to play nice. I don’t think so.

Nix Dixon

The curvy little goddess was too young, too stunning, too mine. Unfortunately, my timing sucked. Big time. I needed to cement my position in the fae world. Walking away from Cupid’s daughter was the hardest thing I’d ever done, and I regretted my choice every day. When Aurora falls into my lap years later, there’s no way I’ll let her get away a second time.

The fae prince has his hands full trying to tame his spoiled goddess. Cupid’s daughter is determined to resist him. Maybe using his massive magic wand will help convince her to give him a second chance.

If you like over-the-top, insta-love paranormal romance with a little bit of humor, and a tiny amount of drama, this short story is perfect for you. Like all Loni Ree books, the drama is light, and the romance is fast.

*Please note this story was previously published as His Curvy Goddess by Loni Ree in the Wolves & Warriors Anthology.

The story has been updated and re-edited. The overall outcome of the story remains the same.

“I cannot believe this!” I slam my hand down on my mother’s desk. “I don’t want to decorate the big jerk’s house.” I’d rather have toothpicks run under my fingernails.
My mother sits back in her chair, shaking her head. “Now, Aurora.” I wince at her chastising tone, preparing myself for the speech I know is coming. “We can’t turn down opportunities because you don’t like the clients.” She tsks me and I feel like a teenager again. I wish she’d send me to my room without dinner instead of making me deal with the biggest jerk in the universe.
“You’ve dealt with difficult clients before,” she reminds me. “Remember your grandmother’s custom kitchen.”
Yuck. Do I ever. Try making the Goddess of Love happy. It’s impossible. My eccentric family doesn’t do moderation. When your mother is a cougar shifter and your dad is Cupid, the real Cupid, the freaking God of Love, you live an unusual existence. Shifters, gods, supernatural beings. It’s all in a day’s work for Cupid.
My parents own the supernatural matchmaking agency, Whiskers & Wings Matchmaking. They are responsible for nearly all the matches between Eternals and their intended mates. Over the years, I’ve become numb to the whole romance scene that surrounds my famous father.
To get away from everything hearts and kisses related, I chose to pursue my mother’s former career, Interior Design. After college, I couldn’t find a position that fit me and decided to open my own company with my inheritance. My mother jumped on board and became my partner. She works two days a week at Whiskers & Wings and the other three days at Design Goddesses.
My older brother, August, graduated with a computer engineering degree and hides away in his apartment working on his computers. Neither of us expects our overprotective father to find true love for us.
My mother snaps her fingers in front of my face, bringing me back to the conversation. “I mean, Nix Dixon dropped off the radar several years ago. Maybe he’s changed since the last time you saw him.”
I freaking doubt it. A lobotomy wouldn’t cure the big jerk of his cold, condescending attitude. Nix’s father, a great fae commander, met and fell in love with a beautiful dragon.
Over time, Oberon Dixon began to cut back on his work duties as their marriage changed the cold, calculating fae into a pussycat. The General ended up retiring from his high-stress job to spend more time with his lovely wife.
The younger fae desired his father’s position but wasn’t a great candidate. He had to prove to the fae rulers he could change. It took several years, but Nix managed to transform from the careless, reckless, irresponsible jerk into a cold, calculating general.
My dad sounds a little jealous when he talks about Oberon Dixon retiring “to play golf and goof off,” but he knows the Fates aren’t going to let Cupid quit making matches any time soon.
Growing up with the God of Love as your father tends to sour your perception of the emotion. I mean, what part of love is real, and what comes from my father’s interference? Maybe I should join a convent? Then I’d have a valid excuse to avoid this meeting.
* * *
All night long, I toss and turn, worrying about my upcoming meeting with Nix Dixon. The last time I saw the handsome fae, he whizzed into my eighteenth birthday party and crushed my vulnerable heart by insulting me and my party. I can still picture the pinched, incensed look on his face when he roared, “Who let her wear that dress? Her tits and ass are on display.”
My father and Blaze Fier, the fierce dragon CEO and Nix’s stepbrother, pulled the irate fae from the room. The two men returned a while later minus the fae, and no one ever mentioned the whole humiliating experience again.