Do You Have Eternal Envy?
My latest book releases worldwide today! Eternal Envy is part of the Seven Sin Sisters Series. In book 2, readers are brought deeper into the Valendite Breed World and begin to learn the secrets of the Circle of Magdalena.
There's a lot going on in this post from the book blurb to a character interview, to excerpts and a contest. I'm excited to share with my readers and celebrate the release of ETERNAL ENVY.
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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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.”
Eloise was ever grateful she’d learned Italian from her mother. Knowing he confessed his need for her in his native language touched something so deep within her, her powers came to life. Sparkles of color burst around them as Eloise moved up and down on his lap. She was ready to explode from the sensations. Her hands reached up to hold onto his shoulders as he brought his lips down, first to suck on one nipple and then the other. He drew the pebbled tip into his mouth. With each sucking motion, Eloise’s stomach tightened and the fire burning inside her grew.INTERVIEW With Eloise
She cried out and her flesh quivered with her arousal. She felt desperate for him again, as if she hadn’t fed for him just that morning before they had left for their shopping trip. And when he tilted his head to the side, she immediately latched on. With a few attempts to break his skin, Eloise finally found her prize. Caedon’s blood slid between her lips and down her dry throat. It was ambrosia. It tasted of chocolate and wine and all of her favorite things. Goddess, she needed this connection to her mate. Eloise could hear his thoughts. She knew the exact moment he decided where to bite but the alert did nothing to dim the initial shock.
Caedon’s teeth sunk into her flesh and drew out her blood. His wavy brown hair, cut in a wispy style that hung around his neck tickled her skin where it dusted her. His eyes were molted into a darker shade of brown with an iridescent glow as they met hers with a hunger that would’ve scared Eloise had she not already known this man so well. She might’ve been frightened by the fervor in which he drank if she hadn’t been so familiar with his life’s story. The erotic sensation of flow—one from the other—was nearly stronger than any orgasm she’d ever had. Never before had they drank like this simultaneously and in such sync. Caedon filled her in two ways while she drew from him as well.
They each slowed their drinking and lapped hungrily at one another’s necks while Caedon placed his hands below her arms and used his strength to bring her up and down his cock. He paused and looked down to where their bodies joined. Then Caedon pushed in slowly, inch by inch, and she could feel him stretching her. They fit perfectly. His cock was thick and her inner muscles fought to make room for the intrusion. She felt so full with Caedon. It mirrored the fullness in her heart.
“Baby,” Caedon grimaced in warning. His teeth were clenched. Eloise raised her head from his neck to bat her eyelashes and grin before she shifted to take him in deeper. She grabbed at his arms and rubbed along them to find something to hold onto.
“You are mine, baby,” he gasped as he closed his eyes. His voice was deep with desire and her nipples tightened more hearing his words. “You belong to me.” He grabbed onto her hips so she couldn’t move. Eloise was forced in place to take the pleasure Caedon gave.
“Please, Caedon, I’m going to come,” Eloise cried out in a strained voice. She was silenced by his lips crushing down onto hers. He kissed her hard with clashing teeth and biting. A myriad of emotions came across their bond and overwhelmed her. Eloise moaned and twisted against him as he thrust in and out, never altering his rhythm.
“Come for me again, baby,” Caedon whispered. Those final words were her undoing. Caedon’s command was always enough to push her over the edge. Eloise came hard around his cock. Her pussy tightened, and her clit pounded in a steady, hard throb until she convulsed with a burning pleasure and fire bursts of color erupted around them. She felt Caedon explode, too, and her inner muscles milked his cock. Each shot of his release drew her higher and higher. It seemed to last forever as Eloise sat cradled in Caedon’s arms watching the sparkles of light and breathing in her mate.
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