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Greed comes in all shapes and sizes, and this particular greed is tall, winged, deadly, and out for more than just blood.
When Rowan Hayes, a soul-seer who struggles to keep her gifts hidden in an attempt to have a normal life, is forced to spill her secrets in a mission to kill the creature she accidentally set loose, scores must be settled and balance must be regained. As an artist whose passions go well beyond her studio, there is a darker side to this bright beauty, and an evil out there has its eyes on her, eager to make her his queen.
Ties are made and blood is spilled when Rowan is pushed well beyond her human limits and though she may be strong and full of fire, there is more than one creature drawn to her flame.
Like in every battle, lives are lost and freedoms are gained, but what side will Rowan choose to be on? For make no mistake, she may have light and brightness in her, but the darkness feels like home.
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Clearing his throat he wanted to tell her that everything would work out and that she’d be fine. But that was a lie. No honorable man would spin such a tale. He had no idea what the future held, divination was not one of his talents. She’d taken a deep breath and was trying to be stronger in front of him. He looked down at her, so steady and full of resolve, she was a vision. He did not speak. He could only act. His mouth was suddenly getting closer to hers.
He could smell the sweet scent of rosemary and mint in her hair, the lavender on her skin, and feel the lightness of her breath on his lips. He never broke eye contact with her and felt like he was drowning in the greens of her eyes. He took her mouth with his – softly, lightly. She froze but he didn’t stop. The Druid reached around with one hand and massaged the back of her head, pulling her closer to him while his other hand slid around her back. She gave in almost instantly.
A small moan escaped her throat and she trailed her hands through his hair and down his arms. What started as a small, sweet kiss had now sparked into a frenzy of passion. Tongues swiped to duel one another while hands reached for more to touch.
On an inhale through her nose, Rowan pulled herself up onto her knees to get better leverage and ran her nails lightly down his back. The woman was like a cougar ready to have a long awaited meal. She let out another eager groan that told him not to stop. That act stirred a growl from his own throat.
Devlin drank her in. Christ, the woman could kiss. She tasted as good as she looked and felt even better. It took all his self control, which was quickly dwindling, to not rip the shirt from her wee body, peel off her tight jeans, lay her back on the bed and worship her like she deserved.
He broke the heated kiss on a gasp. He couldn’t breathe, for truly she was drowning his senses.
She was panting herself, staring at him – hungry and eager for more. Aye, the woman was pure heat shaped like a dream. Eyebrows arched as if to dare him to come at her again, her body shook like a trembling leaf, and it was not from fear – that much he could tell. Her eyes were bright, wicked, and lusty with pupils dilated and… glowing? By Danu, the center of her eyes had shining pinpricks like the moon was trying to crack through them. Aye, the woman had magic in her. Did she not know, truly? This had to stop, now, before things went too far between them.
Shatter is the first book in Sins of the Sidhe , and is available on Amazon now.