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A gaggle of Maclee warriors lurched haphazardly behind Nial, their mostly sober laird. The annual fair on the Isle of Skye hadn't spawned excitement enough for this group so they headed for a secluded area where they could brew their own - thanks to the antics of "Heather the Hag."

The girl followed their ambling path, ducking and hiding hither and yon. Currently, she crouched rather poorly behind a pair of barrels a few feet away. The cap of her granny bonnet poked over the flat top like a wild turkey's tail feathers. Every so often, she popped up to peek at Nial, each time wearing the same expression as a priest at the pearly gates.

"Shit," said the object of all the attention, "can't she just go away and join some friends or something? Maybe she could find a lad to show her what to do with all that emotion."

"Join some friends? What friends?" chortled Braden.

"She has friends," said the laird, almost in defense of the lass. "I've seen them."

"Likely of the sort who want to fare well in comparison. The ugliest duckling would seem a swan standing next to her," Braden replied.

"She's a duck all right," Calum agreed. "The oddest duck of them all." He took a long swig of his brew before he said, "Heather is a duck destined to quack alone."

Nial snapped, "What the hell does that mean?"

Fletcher swayed. "Would you quack with her? If you share her longing, audience or no, I bet she'll quack with you right now."

"She's not," the Maclee gritted between clenched teeth, "exactly my type."

"Your type?" Fletcher asked. "Ahh, she's not the cream of the crop, the fairest of the fair. Nothing less will do for you, right?"

"Now, Fletch," Calum said, grinning, "we all know the curse."

"Remind us, oh great one," the other man encouraged wickedly.
"Recite the curse, recite the curse!" Chanted Braden and a barely conscious Grant in unison.

"Stop it," hissed Maclee, although he knew it was futile to try to halt the script. It varied very little and always got a rise out of him. This time, however, Heather MacIver lurked nearby, surely quivering where she crouched. Her presence and the potent alcohol consumed in vast quantities by his clansmen shed new light on the old drama, making him distinctly uneasy.

Casting a pointed smile at his laird, Calum darted two long strides and leapt atop one of the barrels, facing forward. Outwardly, he appeared oblivious to the lass just approaching marriageable age who shut her lashes to shield her odd eyes, shrank inside her sack du jour, shook from head to toe, and prayed for escape.

The ringmaster cleared his throat, took a heady swallow of his whiskey and spoke in the tone of a chieftain about to lead his clan into battle. "My friends, Nial, Laird of the Clan Maclee, labors under a curse pronounced long ago by the King of the Faeries."

"Recite the curse, recite the curse!" chanted the others as Nial shrugged and crossed his arms. He'd have walked away and left the drunks to their play, if not for that dratted unsettled feeling that grew worse instead of better. If he left, he would abandon the lass. Some would say the little spy deserved what she got. He'd like to say that too, but for a reason he couldn't explain, he would not leave her to the taunts and games of his drunken friends.

"Recite the curse, you say?" Calum drew out the moment when the eyes of all rightfully fell upon him.

After long moments when Laird Maclee's discomfort grew obvious even to his sotted companions, Calum spoke. "Lads, Ian Maclee - Nial's Great Grandfather many times removed, fell in love with the daughter of the Faerie King who disapproved of the liaison but gave in to his daughter's tearful pleas. He allowed the couple a handfast marriage. After the year and a day passed, the lass had to return to the land of faerie. We know what those two were up to, because a bairn appeared nine months later."

"We all know the tale," Nial grumbled. "Why repeat it again?"

Calum ignored the protest. "On the appointed day, awash in tears at leaving her mate and newborn babe, the princess forlornly left with the escort, a band of faerie knights. Her loving spouse raised nary a protest, much less a sword. Some months later, a loud party at the keep lured away the pair of nurses. Their abandoned charge, the forsaken bairn, wailed loudly. Wee Ian's cries alerted the faerie princess who secretly returned to comfort her child. The princess swaddled Ian in a cloth and crooned a lullaby. The tune called the swaddling cloth a faerie flag and said 'twas a charm to protect the clan when its laird can't do his job."

"Damn you, shut up!" Maclee insisted.

"How did Ian repay such bounty? He married a lass for the coin she brought which royally pissed off the Faerie King, who appeared at the reception to pronounce a curse: From this day forward, every laird of the Clan Maclee shall be more handsome and more irresistible to the lasses than the one before him. Ladies shall chase him and try to trap him, but he must not fall prey to their wiles, for he shall fall in love only once. His faerie fated love shall set the claws of passion to his manhood, the need to possess to his soul, and the magic of love to his heart. If he marries another he will live a wretched existence beset by unsatisfied desire for the love he cannot have and cannot forget for all of his mortal days."

About the Author

Mary Anne Graham practices law in South Carolina where she lives with her husband, her youngest son and her eldest, when he's home from UCF (the University of Central Florida).

She writes romances from a unique, "over the top" point of view. Her stories feature heroes who fall so much in love that they go a little batty, acting the way women often wish their lovers would behave. She adores writing historicals, but some of her latest books are contemporaries that focus on what happens when love and the law intersect.

She believes in second chances and happy endings.  

You can reach Mary Anne through her blog "Quacking Alone." She loves to hear from readers.

Product Details

  • Series: Forever
  • Paperback: 264 pages
  • Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform (May 6, 2009)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 1442159243
  • ISBN-13: 978-1442159242
  • Product Dimensions: 5.2 x 0.6 x 8 inches
  • Shipping Weight: 11.2 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
  • Average Customer Review: 3.4 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (199 customer reviews)
  • Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #5,388,195 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

More About the Author

Mary Anne Graham, who also writes as Olivia Outlaw, is an attorney in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. She writes contemporary, historical and erotic romance.

Her stories often feature heroes who fall so much in love that they go a little batty, acting the way many of us wish that our lovers would behave. The characters in her tales are more apt to battle society's rules than to follow them. She believes in second chances and that the world needs more love and less judgment.

You can reach Mary Anne, a/k/a Olivia, through her blog "Quacking Alone" or her Facebook Page "Quacking Alone Romances". Please also follow her on Twitter at quackingalone.

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I thought this book sounded like it had a cute premise, but despite the fact that it is historical fiction, the author uses many modern day, anachronistic words that completely pull you out of the story. These include "baby" as a nickname, "okay" (characters repeatedly ask one another if they're okay), "buddy," "she's not my type," etc.

The hero is thrusting his pelvis against the heroine in the first five minutes of meeting her, surrounded by a crowd of people. This is not romantic, this is gross.

The action moves from Scotland to Regency England. The heroine repeatedly undresses the hero on ballroom floors. Not in a hidden alcove, not in a darkened hallway, not in the garden, not in an empty room. On the dance floor. And not a single person ever seems to notice the hero is half-naked. This includes balls that the heroine's extended family and her parents attend.

Women's breasts seem to randomly pop out of their bodices at different parties on more than one occasion. Again, no one mentions it as being risque.

The heroine kisses the hero on the lips at another ball. Back then, this was a marriage announcement. Nobody seems to care that it happens.

The hero is in a constant state of arousal, and given the fairly tight pants they wore in that time period - again, no one notices or seems at all shocked (including the girl's parents!).

Fairies also show up a couple of times and nobody seems all that surprised by that either.

I finally had to stop at about 75% through the book because I just couldn't take it anymore - and I almost always finish books regardless of how bad things get. I skimmed the ending.
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OMG will this book EVER END? I've somehow gotten to 65% and then I've made a mistake of looking at my progress...

Although the premise of the book is fun and has a lot of potential, the execution has a lot left to be desired. For one, I still can't figure out what time period this is set in. There is so much grabbing, lapping, stroking and fondling IN PUBLIC that I have a hard time believing this is historical romance. But wait, we have a laird and balls with London's ton, so it must be. But then we have a gown (with corset nonetheless), which has no back and which cut so low in the front that it basically almost shows Heather's navel. Forgive this poor Ukrainian foreigner, but isn't navel is just another name for belly button? So how can a dress have a corset, which pushes her "udders" so high up that they almost spill out, which not having any back and have a very low cut in the front? My head still hurts trying to imagine the logistics of THAT gown.

That dress aside, both of the main characters are pretty annoying. Heather is a pushover, who listened to her "loving" grandmother just a little too much. Come on, anyone who calls her breasts as "udders" and "devil's playthings", then goes on to talk about how ugly her hair was, and just generally spending time putting the poor girl down is not loving. I was really cheering for her mom, who tried to tell Heather otherwise and when Heather FINALLY listened I was pretty excited. Only to have her go back to calling her breasts "udders" and herself a "sow". Ok, ok, I get it about emotional abuse and how it's not that easy to get over but seriously?! Grow at least a resemblance of a backbone!

Then her refusal to believe that Nial actually loves her.
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I downloaded this book because the premise sounded interesting and because I enjoy stories with faeries in them. The story itself wasn't bad, but the execution was horrible and it definitely should have come with an ADULT CONTENT warning. The book is replete with sex scenes that are crass instead of romantic, not to mention that most of them take place in very public areas. Additionally, the hero behaves more like a horny teenager with his first girlfriend than like a 30 year old respected clan leader and warrior. The faeries only appear twice, and the rest of the time they are barely even mentioned. The setting is supposed to be 18th century England and Scotland (mostly England -which is odd, considering the hero is a Scottish laird), but the mood is closer to present-day because of the excessive use of modern-day colloquialisms. I was hoping for a historical fiction, but instead I got a trashy Harlequin paperback. I will not be reading any more of this author's material.
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This book would have been way better as a short story first off. It just dragged and dragged till I was skimming the last chapter just to finish it. Second others were right when they said there were to many modern terms used in this book. And third I hated the hero of this book he got on my nerves. He was suppose to be a highland laird and a warrior but he was so in love with the heroin he cries way to many times in this book. And not just tearing up... out right crying! He is suppose to be macho male not a pussy whipped pansy. And they have sex way to much in this book too. I mean come on he cant keep his hands off her in all the public scenes and keeps her in arms reach constantly barely leaving her alone so the father can walk her to the altar. How annoying and clingy. Lets not forget to mention how the father of the heroin knows all the times they have sex (when they are not yet married) jokes about it, and in one scene the father delivers the daughter to the hero so they can be together before a duel. Its disturbing how the parents view the relationship. The more I think of the book the madder i get. It even took me four days to read the thing when I can easily read two 300 page books a day. I've never written a review before but I had to get this off my chest.
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