Dandelion Kinda Romance
Sometimes love smells like roses and chocolates. But it can also smell like fresh wildflowers and muddy boots.
Sometimes love smells like roses and chocolates. But it can also smell like fresh wildflowers and muddy boots.
Even running a small pub in a small town, Ian had seen all sorts. But he’d never had anyone storm in sporting full evening wear at lunchtime. And them being four feet tall with glowing butterfly-esk wings was also novel.
What a pair they were, two very different struggles mostly cancelled out by the other’s presence.
The Automatic Robotic Soldiers were hailed as the future of warfare. Inexhaustible, capable of learning, and utterly loyal to the leadership. At least, that was the plan…
It wasn’t supposed to be like this. The stars weren’t due to arrive for thirty years. And they’d never screamed before.