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.