Series: Seven Sin
Sisters Series, Book Two
Genre: Erotic Paranormal
Romance
Elements: Adult language/
Explicit Sex
Author: Paloma Beck
Publisher: Secret
Cravings Publishing
ISBN: 9781618853864
Page Count: 82 pages
BLURB
Seven
sisters are entwined in a legacy, one originating back from the time of the
Italian Wars in the 1500s. One by one, they will find their mates from the
immortal Valendite Breeds and secure their place in history.
Eloise
has lived with bitter envy her entire life until the moment she fell into the
arms of Caedon. Once claimed by her mate, she will covet nothing more for
eternity, especially now that she has it all. Caedon plans to fulfill her every
need if he can just keep her safe. With their secret so close to being exposed
and a mate who finds herself in the midst of the drama, Caedon has enough to
keep his hands full.
Then
Caedon’s parents, believed dead for a century, come across the Terrorist
Elimination Unit’s (TEU) radar. Can he save his parents while protecting his
newfound mate?
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PG13 EXCERPT
Eloise
needed time to herself for even just a few moments and found herself wandering
the vineyard along a path moving away from the lights of the homes on the
property. An isolated building stood beyond this hillside, set slightly lower
and out of sight. Curious, Eloise wandered in that direction when a shadow
moved towards her from the distance. It was the large shadow of a man, she
could tell from the bulk of his shoulders, the marched step of long legs.
Not
watching where she was going, Eloise caught her heel on something and fell to
the ground. The shadow moved quickly towards her then at a nearly flashing
speed. She knew then he was Breed.
“What
are you doing out here?” the man’s deep voice vibrated through her body. He
should’ve terrified her—he was Valendite Breed—but something in his voice
lulled her frantic heartbeat. “Are you all right?” He squatted down next to
her, his hand landing on her shoulder when she tried to stand.
Suddenly
frozen in place, unsure whether to move towards this man or away, Eloise felt
paralyzed. A fluttering centered in her chest. Should she insist he remove his
hand? He was even larger now so close to her. His scent was amazingly crisp and
warm. Drinking in her fill, she shifted her focus to his hands fisted in
tension. The muscles in his neck and arms appeared tense, taut, and delicious.
Clearly, he was holding himself back. And if this was him restraining himself,
she so wanted to see him unrestrained.
“I
need to stand up. I just tripped on something.” Eloise attempted to stand, but
again his hand on her shoulder restrained her. Her eyes scanned upwards,
perused his deeply tanned skin.
Eloise
wanted to reach out and touch him. She placed her hand over his fingers still
resting on her shoulder. They were so warm, strong and large. Eloise followed
the landscape of his arm until her hand wrapped around his bicep and she
marveled at how small she seemed beside him. His shoulders were solid and the
corded muscles beneath his worn t-shirt were flexing. His low-slung jeans
showed a peak of his happy trail and left her wondering just what she would
find if she went walking down that path.
“Damn
it. Your eyes, they’re lit up. And your scent…who are you?” The man lowered his
voice at the question but she heard it deep inside. He didn’t just want her
name. He suspected what she was coming to wonder herself but had dismissed as
wishful thinking. He couldn’t possibly be her mate, could he?
“Do
you speak, woman?” The man was growling; his sculpted cheekbones hollowed even
further to give him a sharper appearance, but he didn’t scare her. Eloise
didn’t move away; she wanted the connection to him as deeply as she needed her
next breath.
“My
name is Eloise. I’m one of Layla’s sisters.”
AUTHOR BIO & LINKS
Paloma Beck is an erotic romance writer in both the
contemporary and paranormal realms. Happily married and living a life of total
contradiction, Paloma runs carpool service for her three sons, volunteers in
PTA and teaches religious education. Then in the moments when her characters
talk to her, she journals their stories - and they are anything but PG.
Paloma believes a daily dose of espresso and a good
book make any day better.
