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Make-Out Monday
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Review of “Shadow’s Claim” – Kresley Cole
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HE WON’T BE DENIED
Trehan Daciano, known as the Prince of Shadows, has spent his life serving his people—striking in the night, quietly executing any threat to their realm. The coldly disciplined swordsman has never desired anything for himself—until he beholds Bettina, the sheltered ward of two of the Lore’s most fearsome villains.
SHE’S BOUND TO ANOTHER
Desperate to earn her guardians’ approval after a life-shattering mistake, young Bettina has no choice but to marry whichever suitor prevails—even though she’s lost her heart to another. Yet one lethal competitor, a mysterious cloaked swordsman, invades her dreams, tempting her with forbidden pleasure.
A BATTLE FOR HER BODY AND SOUL
Even if Trehan can survive the punishing contests to claim her as his wife, the true battle for Bettina’s heart is yet to come. And unleashing a millennium’s worth of savage need will either frighten his Bride away—or stoke Bettina’s own desires to a fever pitch. . . .
If you love the IAD (Immortals After Dark), then you are going to adore the first in a series about “The Dacians”. In Shadow’s Claim, we are introduced to the very interesting clan. Trehan Daciano, last born to the House of Shadows and the first to get his own story, is sexy – extremely lethal – devoted – sweet – and his grand apartment was once the royal library. Freaking cool place to call home!
Bettina, the heroine, is a sorceress who has lost her magical power due to….. (not saying – no spoilers). However, Bett is not without power. She has the ability to create the most intriguing weapons and jewelry.
I don’t want to give too much away about the story BUT I will say the story revolves around a tournament for her hand in marriage. However, it’s not a cut and dry case of Trehan going in and whooping some ass. That wouldn’t be as gripping as the story she presented to us. Let me tell you, it’s a page turner!
This story, as with all her others, was superbly written. No detail was left out. She once again dazzled us with her imagination in regards to locations, characters, and plots.
Heart rating system:
1 (lowest) and 5 (highest)
Score:❤❤❤❤❤
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Sexiness Saturday!
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Author Showcase – Sable Hunter
EXCERPT FROM “I’ll SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS” – HELL YEAH V
“No, it’s not,” he countered. “Are you being nice to me because you think it’s your duty?”
To his surprise, she laughed. “Now, you sound like me. I’m being nice to you because I like you. How could a sexy hunk like yourself doubt his own appeal?”
Zane perked up, “You think I’m a sexy hunk?”
She didn’t say anything for a moment and he could hear her putting ice in a glass and pouring something that bubbled and fizzed. When she walked up to him, he was super aware of her every movement. “You know I do. Didn’t I prove that yesterday? Hold out your hand.”
Presley was sort of taken aback by her own brazenness, but she was so hoping they could pick up where they left off. When he carefully took the glass of soda from her and sat it on the table with one hand, he used the other to quickly capture her wrist. “Yesterday was amazing and while I am worried for my friend, I need to celebrate the fact that I’m alive with you.”
Gently he pulled her between his legs. His plan was to kiss her right on the heart or as close as he could manage without seeing his target. But to his delight, his lips found warm, bare, soft woman. My God! He had just buried his face in Presley’s luscious cleavage. “Fuck,” he whispered. “You’re naked.”
“I have on my robe, it’s just undone.” Ah! She closed her eyes and bit her lips as he licked a path between her breasts. “I didn’t think you’d notice.”
Zane chuckled. “I noticed.”
His legs tightened around hers, effectively trapping her between his thighs. Zane pushed her robe off her shoulders and she helped him drag it down her arms. All of that effort, and his lips never left her flesh. When his disrobing task was complete, he plumped both of her tits and pushed them together and he made himself at home kissing the valley and the upper swells. His thumbs were driving her mad, rubbing her nipples and all she could do was cradle his head and kiss his hair. “That feels so good, it makes me weak-kneed.”
“God, I love kissing you. It’s like being sat down to a feast after years of fasting.” Zane was lost in the pleasure, his face – lips, nose, cheeks – rubbed against the silk of her skin. And the pleasure of touching her body was overwhelming, he knew how she looked now as well as if he could see her with his eyes. Presley Love was beautiful and for now – she was all his.
She wanted him. Presley wanted Zane to make love to her more than anything. Surely, he knew. Should she say something? “If you want to,” oh, lord – she was nervous. She tried again. “If it’s not too much trouble,” darn, her tongue was tied in a knot.
Zane had never been more turned on. He ran his hands all over her body, memorizing its contours and tracing her curves. There were so many places he wanted to lick and learn – “What do you want, Doll?” He knew what he wanted. God, her back was smooth and her ass was divine. Gliding his hands over the soft swell of her hips, he felt his cock rising to the occasion. What if she wanted him to stop? God! There was no way he would survive that. “Don’t you like my touch?” The wait was killing him, but he wanted to make sure she was aroused. He dipped two fingers between her thighs and she bucked against him. God, she was wet. He spread the slick cream all around her soft pussy. “Do you want me to lick this little clit again?”
“I love your touch.” She kneaded his shoulders, aware of his strength and power. Gathering her courage, she just said it. “I want you to make love to me so much. Will you do that? I mean not just kissing, would you. . .” that was as far as she could go.
With utter joy, Zane laughed. “You are so precious. I was trying to take it slow and woo you.”
“Consider me wooed.” Presley squealed with delight when he picked her up by the waist and flipped her over on the bed.
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Tattoo Tuesday!
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