Taken by Twilight (Fae Underworld #1) Read Online Tricia Barr

Categories Genre: Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Fae Underworld Series by Tricia Barr

Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 93417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 467(@200wpm)___ 374(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)

Ten abducted humans. Seven fae regents in need of mates. Welcome to the Mating Games.

Evee Aldren wakes strapped on a plane with nine strangers, and her panic heightens when she sees that one of them is the man who’s haunted her fantasies since she met him two weeks before.
Justin Jackson thought he’d never hear from Evee again after she ended their flirtatious texting. So when he’s forced off a plane full of hostages and sees she’s among them, he’s gripped with only one goal: Get her the hell out of there.
As inhuman beauties herd them like cattle, Evee and Justin learn they’re being forced into an ancient game of cat and mouse, where unwed fae regents hunt for their future mates. They ban together to escape, all the while fighting the intense passion burning between them.
Will they win their freedom, or will they lose so much more than each other to the gorgeous and wicked creatures who chase them? Let the Mating Games begin.
If you like the bite of A Shade of Vampire, the thrill of The Hunger Games, and the steamy passion of Fifty Shades of Gray, you’ll devour Tricia Barr’s dark and passionate series. One-click Taken by Twilight to begin the hauntingly beautiful adventure today!


Chapter 1


Evee was nervous as she sat in the cozy booth at Che Fleur.

Her anxiety ate through her, gnawing at her gut and making her stomach roil. That was a shame, really. She’d always wanted to try the restaurant Justin had picked for their…date? She cringed at the word. Married women weren’t supposed to go on dates. Nevermind that she was technically separated from Henry, and she’d known plenty of friends who’d screwed the town red during trial separations.

And also technically, this wasn’t a date, it was just two old friends reconnecting over dinner. But she knew that was a lie. She’d had dinner with old high school and college friends before, and she’d never wanted to fuck any of them, especially not as desperately as she yearned to fuck Justin. She’d never wanted anyone this badly.

Ugh! That was why she had to do this. She wasn’t being fair–to anyone. Not to Henry, though it wasn’t like he’d been fair or decent or anything good to her during the extent of their marriage. But regardless of his physical and emotional abuse, he deserved for her to end things with him on a clean slate. And doing this wasn’t fair to Justin either. She couldn’t start a relationship with him while she was still in one with someone else, even if she intended to end the latter, and honestly she needed some time alone to work on herself. Justin didn’t deserve to be dragged into her problems.

The candles in the center of their table flickered as the violinist that was strolling from couple to couple made it to her. Justin had spared no expense with this dining selection.

And she felt like a complete jerk because once he returned from the restroom, she’d have to break his heart.

She sighed and wrung the linen napkin on her lap between her hands as she politely shook her head at the young woman preparing to play. This wasn’t what she wanted. Not in the least. But there were things about herself, things she couldn’t shake. For a couple years, she’d been suffocated in her marriage. The yelling, the gaslighting, the silent treatments. The trying and eventually managing to isolate her from everyone…

While Henry had rarely hit her, a few times he’d grab her in an argument and restrain her so she couldn’t just walk away. And that had frightened her, sure, but it had also made her aware of other things, made her want things that good girls didn’t.

Made her realize that fear was a turn-on, even if the partner at the time wasn’t the one she’d wanted to be afraid of.

And how was she supposed to say that to Justin? Justin, so handsome with his sandy brown hair and the goatee at his chiseled chin. Justin, who’d managed to rebuild his life after a contentious divorce of his own that was just as fresh of a wound.

He was stalwart, funny, and kind, everything she’d fallen in love with him for back in high school, before they’d been forced apart when his parents moved at the beginning of freshmen year. More than that, he was an amazing father. She hadn’t met his kids yet, but he’d shown her videos and pictures of them during the week-long conference where they’d reconnected. Wow, was that really only a week ago?

He was, at his core, a fundamentally good man. The best man.

And good men were horrified when their girlfriends confessed fantasies about being tied up and dominated, about rape fantasies that… No.

She couldn’t even let herself go down that road. The fact that too long with Henry had made her want bondage and loss of control and other, darker things wasn’t Justin’s fault. Even worse, the fact that something darker in her, something that had always haunted her at the corners of her mind, was bubbling up in her now should not be Justin’s burden, either.