Mystical Matchmakers
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Dylan is a wood nymph who’s tried everything. Even human dating apps. But none of it works.
Surely punching your date in the nose because he can’t keep his hands to himself is a sign he’s not right for you.
Except there’s a postcard in her mailbox from Mystical Matchmakers. Maybe she can give love another try.
Clay is a troll who likes his life just fine. He’s a little lonely, but it’s hard to find a date because…well, the whole troll thing.
Then, his meddling, baby-crazy mother signs him up for Mystical Matchmakers. She promises to get off his back about making grandtrolls if he follows through. Clay figures a few bad dates are the price for some peace and quiet.
However, things don’t go according to plan when he meets Dylan.
They’re an unlikely pair, but somehow, they’re a perfect match.
Dylan shrugged a shoulder. "That's fine. I wondered what your mother was like to inspire such fear in you."
"Fear?" he gasped. "Fear?"
She grinned and patted his chest as she walked by. "It's okay. Every man should still be a little afraid of his mother, even when he's grown. It means he understands women."
Clay stared after her as she sauntered down the hall. She was right about one thing, he was afraid of his mother.
But she was also wrong.
He didn't understand a damn thing about women.
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