Monday, August 6, 2012

It's Release Day!

Lustful Cravings
Series: Seven Sin Sisters Series, Book One
Genre: Erotic Paranormal Romance
Author: Paloma Beck
Publisher: Secret Cravings Publishing
ISBN: 978-1-61885-352-3
Page Count: 96


Seven sisters are entwined in a legacy bigger than anyone ever expected. One by one, they will find their mates from the immortal Valendite breeds and secure their place in history. Each sister embodies one of the seven deadly sins only to be cast aside once claimed. But claiming comes at the price of separation, causing a weakening of their combined powers, which none want to happen... until Layla, holding the sin of lust within her body, locks eyes with Madden.

Madden is one of the strongest of the Valendite Breed, a group of near-immortal men originating from the Italian Wars in the 1500s. Today, the Valendite Breed serve as the Terrorist Elimination Unit (TEU), an invisible arm of the CIA. Their only weakness is their need for a mate to carry on the Breed. So now that Madden has found Layla, he will never let her go.

With forces mounting up against the Breed, Madden and Layla will need to rely on all of their powers combined to get them to their Pronouncement.

The library was her favorite room in the house. Designed as her haven, she spent hours here surrounded by the friends she found in all the books she read. It was simple for Layla to live a quiet life.  Some might say she didn’t live a life at all, but that’s not how she saw it.
Completely aware of her own reluctance to mate, Layla guarded herself against any potential sensual cravings. She was all too aware when the moment came for her to find her mate and her body allowed her to feel lust for the first time, her future would belong to another. She couldn’t lust without sacrificing her soul, and until she had seen Madden tonight, she hadn’t been prepared to make that sacrifice. Even now, she still wasn’t certain.
Layla’s writing career, though unconventional for a member of the Magdalena Circle, fit her perfectly. Alone in this room, she created the most amazing adventures, the most wonderful romances and worlds people typically called fantasy. Only Layla knew better. She wrote of the world she lived in. Now, most certainly, her stories would take on a different flair.
“Your scent is all over this room. I don’t smell the others so strongly here,” Madden looked as if he was trying to solve a puzzle.
“This room was designed for me. We each have our favorites and this is mine. It’s my office.” She smiled at the thought of him already knowing her scent. Her mother used to tell stories of her father being able to discern her in a room filled with women by her scent alone. She craved that kind of love. She was ready to have her mate but so terrified of the unknown. Why hadn’t she taken more care to learn the history as her mother had tried to teach?
“Ah, you like to read,” he smiled down at her.
“Yes. And I write,” Layla paused for his reaction but seeing nothing more than a nod, she asked, “Do you like to read?”
“Yes,” Madden answered as he looked along some of her shelves, “but unmistakably you and I do not read the same things.” He was holding one of Layla’s books with a scantily dressed cowboy on the front, clearly teasing her. His smirk brought light to his pale face and made her laugh aloud. Delight showed in Madden’s silver eyes as he watched her. They flashed green as she looked away. Layla’s heart thundered for a brief second before she regained her composure. She was not going to let Madden control this mating. Who was stronger would be determined tonight.
She walked over to the wet bar she had installed for her convenience and grabbed two bottles of beer. She handed one to him and sat in the chair closest to the fireplace. “How old are you?” Layla asked him.
“Is it important?” Still perusing her bookshelves, Madden didn’t bother to turn to her as he answered. However, when she didn’t answer him, he turned to her.
“To me, it is. I want to know everything about you,” Layla acknowledged, hoping to lure him in to answering her questions.
“I’d prefer not to sit in an interrogation.”
“And I’d prefer not to be mated with a man I don’t know just because I lusted after him. Guess neither of us is going to be happy tonight.” She scrunched up her nose in a way only her father thought was endearing, but Madden didn’t even blink as he walked closer to her. He chuckled once and leaned down to stroke his finger along her nose.
“Not going to work, Layla Love.” He laughed again as she just stared up at him. How’d he know? And why exactly didn’t it work? Would none of her powers work on him? Crap. She never did see her mother use magic on her father. He shook his head and smiled.
“I think I like you,” he said as he turned and moved to sit in the chair across from her.
“What a beautiful thing to say to the woman you’re trying to seduce.”
“Oh, but aren’t you mistaken? There is no seduction necessary. We are destined.”
“Are you calling me easy?” she blurted out without thinking. He was messing with her senses again.
Madden laughed loudly at that, a full belly laugh. His laugh echoed into every corner of the room. Layla liked how she could make him laugh. She actually thought she might like this man, too. Though he was no pushover—on the contrary, he seemed like an alpha hero she liked to write into her books—the challenge he presented her with would be quite frustrating, she was certain.
Once he stopped laughing and realized that she sat stoically waiting for his teasing to end, he said, “I truly do like you, Layla, smart mouth and all.”
She rolled her eyes but kept her smile. “I think I could try to like you,” she teased.
Madden smiled and nodded his head, taking a sip of his beer and watching Layla over the bottle. It seemed that he never really took his eyes off her and it was unnerving. She felt naked or at least like he was picturing her naked. Flushed with rosy cheeks, Layla couldn’t decide which was worse. She adjusted herself in her chair, uncomfortable with such intense attention.
“Are you picturing me naked?” she squealed, her voice sounding high even to her.
He raised his eyebrows, which made him look even sexier. “Why would you ask that?” He sounded so innocent; though his emotions were still new to Layla she could read Madden well enough to know innocence was not a word to describe this man.
“I feel different when you look at me.”
“Hmm. Different how?” He was stalling. She knew it. Why must he answer all her questions with questions? That had to stop.
"Cleverly crafted, strong but appealing characters and a unique story line with sizzling hot erotic love scenes - this is a new author to watch out for!" Jenn, Guilty Indulgence Review Site

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