He’s older and off limits. A village outcast.

And when he looks at me, I burn up hotter than his forge.

When the gruff blacksmith rescues me from a thunderstorm, what does my father do? He shames the man. He publicly warns him to stay far, far away from me.

I could die, especially since the blacksmith was a perfect gentleman. I’m the one who could barely keep her hands to herself; I’m the one still flushed and restless days later.

Because the blacksmith is big. He’s a mountain of muscle, and he makes the village carthorses look like skinny little ponies. When he took care of me, I never felt so safe.

So I don’t care what my father thinks. I don’t care about the village whispers.

I’d do anything to feel those big hands on me again.

Iron Giant is a short and steamy instalove story, starring a burly blacksmith and the forbidden farmer’s daughter who can’t keep away.