This cover is only thirteen years old! No matter how many romance covers I see, I still don’t understand why or how the kneeling/wind machine/flowing fabric/80s hair thing is supposed to appeal to women.
Vorador hadn’t felt so incompetent since his days as an untried sorcerer. The girl who leapt after her cat and into his arms caused his simplest spells to backfire — quite literally setting his hair ablaze. But it was another part of his anatomy altogether that burned for the saucy blonde.