Dark Paranormal Romance
Date Published: January 18, 2021
Publisher: FyreSyde Publishing
The Sunfire Queen, Sierra, has waited for her chance to rule, thinking life would be better with her mother dead. She was wrong. The Court of Light is in Shambles. Her people are terrified and despise her. She has no friends, no love, and no hope. When a new war hovers on the horizon, Sierra must find the lost beastkyn Mikhail or her court will perish, and she'll lose her shot at redemption.
Quick to grin and quicker to kill, Mikhail has made his share of mistakes–being imprisoned has given him time to ponder each poor decision. But when Sierra frees him, he earns the opportunity to make some more. She's gorgeous and despite her fiery nature, as cold as the snow-capped mountains of Russia. He can't wait to see how fast he can make her melt.
Excerpt:
Mikhail leaned down, giving her
plenty of time to turn her head or pull away. The orange specks bloomed in her
eyes. He closed the minuscule gap, capturing her lips. They were as soft as
rose petals. He stifled a hiss of pleasure as her mouth opened under his, and
when his tongue swept over hers, her entire body shuddered, and she
moaned.
He deliberately kept his hands where they were, but how they wanted to roam
down her body. Too soon, the song ended, and she broke the kiss.
He opened his mouth to apologize,
but stopped. He wasn't sorry about keeping secrets. This was how his life was.
Yet, when he looked up and found her brown eyes leveled on him, the scent of
sadness rolling through the car, he was sorry this was the life he had to
offer.
“How many other secrets are you hiding?” she asked, but not accusingly, more
like she was as tired of his issues as he was of hers.
“Enough.”
“So, where does that leave us?” Sierra asked, voice low.
He smiled, baring his teeth. “The closest thing to friendship two Kyn royals
can have.”
The pink lightkyn made a strangled
sound, her back pressed harder against the door. He expected her to disappear
into the glass.
Scalded by shame again, his talons shrank. He ran a hand through his hair. None
of this was the girl's fault. He opened his mouth to apologize, but before the
first syllable left his lips, she exploded into laughter. The sound was like
chiming bells and as lyrical as a child's rhyme. Although beautiful, it was
joyless and manic, the kind of sound the condemned might make as they laughed
on their way to the gallows.
Reassessing her threat level, it was his turn to take a step away. Was she
dangerous or merely unbalanced? Any creature who laughed like that needed to be
handled carefully.
“Are you well?” he asked as the loud peals continued to ring out.
“No, I am most certainly not,” she said between gasps. “Are you?” She collapsed
against the door, dropping her injured arm.
Wary of the lightkyn and her bizarre reactions, he shook his head. “No.”
She sobered and looked at him with soulful brown eyes. “I suppose you wouldn't
be. Would you like to come inside?”
“Who are you?”
“Sierra.”
“Sierra,” he said, tasting the name. It rang with power and depth, matching
this girl with wild laughter and sad eyes. “Will you help me escape before the
new ruler finds me?”
She smiled, revealing even white teeth, and tilted her head. The last of the
sunlight fell across her face like a mask. “I'm afraid it's too late for that.
I am the new Queen of The Court of Light.”
About The Author
Her childhood was most prominently shaped by the works of R.L. Stine, Stephen King, Anne Rice and the Brothers Grimm.
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