A soldier without a cause, Marchand has searched for something to fight for, not expecting it to be for his life against the lost and seemingly helpless young woman he rescues. But Nicole is not an ordinary female. The same violent nature that sent her fleeing her home when she discovered her father’s curse, runs through her veins and demands to be fed . . .
Marchand wasn’t sure what happened. One moment she was all clinging vulnerability and the next, her purpose shifted aggressively, grasping fingers beginning a hard, kneading pressure along the muscles of his back and shoulders while her supple body pressed against him. He almost pulled away—not because he didn’t like it, but because it was such an unexpected change.
Her breathing stroked along the side of his neck in light, panting whispers, his own held suspended then gusting out in an explosive sigh when he felt the first soft brush of her lips there, just below his ear, followed by the lingering rasp of her tongue. Her fingers had come up to rub along his jaw in a demanding passion, then clamped with a paralyzing sharpness into the cording on the other side of his neck. In a brief spike of surprise, he realized he couldn’t move . . .then he didn’t want to. He forgot about struggle, about making love to her, or even of how to respond to what she was doing, lost, hypnotized by the seducing caress of her breath upon his throat. Beneath the urgent press of her mouth, his pulse was lulled into a seductive sluggishness. He was aware of his eyes closing, of the world darkening, thinking, Mon Dieu, am I going to swoon?
Suddenly, Nicole shoved away from him, forcing him to scramble for balance and shake his head, trying to free his mind from its odd lethargy as she cried, “No,I won’t, I can’t.”
A Wicked Legacy . . .
Terrified by her unusual strength and frightening urges, Nicole Radouix’s sheltered country life is shattered when she discovers her family’s secret— she’s the daughter of a mortal mother and vampire father. Stricken, she flees to the seductive lure of the city to discover the truth about who and what she is. But the turmoil of post-revolution Paris is no place for an innocent.
A Wild Desire . . .
Finding herself under the protection of noble ex-patriot Marchand La Valois, Nicole is pulled into deadly underworld struggles, both political and vampiric. As their passions ignite, Marchand soon realizes the lovely Nicole is more predator than prey and may be more of a threat than the unruly streets outside.
An Unthinkable Dilemma . . .
Desperate to control her dark desires, Nicole accepts an offer of guidance from a hypnotic enemy, ensnaring both her and Marchand in a dangerous web of centuries’ old revenge. To escape their deadly nighttime games, Nicole must embrace her immortality. But will it cost her Marchand’s eternal love?
“A treasure trove of unearthly delights! Readers will want to induct Ms. Gideon into the vampire storyteller’s Hall of Fame!”—Romantic Times
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A fast-paced, surprisingly believable look into a dark and mysterious world where only the greatest of loves can flourish!”—The Literary Times
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Dynamite snippet. You have me sitting on edge with your incredible characters. Best always, Charmaine
ReplyDeleteThanks, Charmaine!!
DeleteOk and just...WOW. you took both characters and us through a huge roller coaster ride there and I'm worn out inagoodway. Superbly written and now I need more.
ReplyDeleteThere's always more where that came from . . .
DeleteYowza! That's one powerful snippet.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Alexis!
DeleteThat's part of her inherent power. To lull her victims into a sense of 'wanting' her to feed on them. Great snippet.
ReplyDeleteOh, I think he was already at that point . . . but kinda wanted it to be his idea.
DeleteNicole is like two different people here -- struggling with herself. She's her own antagonist.
ReplyDeleteIndeed! Her own worst enemy.
DeleteWhew- intense!
ReplyDeleteDeep breath!
DeleteWhat an intense, suspensful snipet - left me breathless! I love the way she's almost fighting against herself.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Lyn!!!
DeleteOh my, that scene pulled me right in. I think I lost my balancce too when she shoved him away. ;-)
ReplyDeleteThis is excellent--showing her inner conflict!
Thank you, Teresa!!
DeleteWhat a snippet! I want more.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Karen!
DeleteThose are some strong instincts--and a great way to control her prey. I worry what happens the longer she refuses to feed, though, as it generally ends badly!
ReplyDeleteShe needs a good (or bad!) teacher. That could prove interesting.
DeleteOh, wow! You made me feel as drugged as he was. At first, excited, wanting more, thrilled, then lulled. OMG. Fantastic. You do have a way with words, lady.
ReplyDeleteAs long as you didn't fall asleep . . .
DeleteHey, Nicole, I was swooning and you ruined it! :D
ReplyDeleteI know, right! What a kill joy!
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