The Marechal Chronicles: Volume V, The Tower of the Alchemist (26 page)

A billionaire romance unlike any other—

Shewatches him every day.

For two months she has spent each lunch hour studying the enigmatic man in a restaurant always filled to overflowing; yet, for two months he is there each day in a booth all to himself.

Sara thinks she is safe as she drinks in every gorgeous detail reflected in the bar's back mirror. She asks herself who he could possibly be, convinced he would never notice her…convinced that no one ever does.

Shecould not have been more wrong.

Chance brings them together and animal lust is unleashed. But what she never could have imagined is far from being the strangest part of this tale. For there are shadowy figures holding the strings offstage and the manipulation of Sara Renardine has only just begun.

This is the entire collection of novellas previously published in the series, Her Billionaire, Her Wolf--A Paranormal BDSM Romance

The novel also contains an all new bonus story,
Into the Nightlands,
featuring several principal characters from Her Billionaire, Her Wolf.

An excerpt from
Her Billionaire, Her Wolf--The Novel (A Paranormal BDSM Romance)
:

There was a sound and then the elevator doors slid open revealing the silhouette of a man, his gaze downturned as he flipped stapled pages in his hands.

Without looking up, he stepped into the dimmed room and Sara marched directly into his path.

What was I thinking?

All thoughts of gratitude were gone.  That he had come to her rescue in the restaurant, that he would make arrangements for her job...a new, exquisite silk shirt....

None of it mattered any more as she stood in his way, burning with red rage.

"Who in the hell do you think you are?" she said, wishing she could have shouted the words loudly enough to shatter the windows.

Then, instead of raising her voice, her hand arced up in the shadows.  It was slow, yet not, passing through the air as quick as an adder's strike, yet time had stilled in the near darkness and it was as though the air was as thick as syrup.

Rather than slapping him hard across the face, Sara felt her wrist entrapped in an iron fist.

And absurdly, she wondered what was written on the pages that drifted down to alight upon her feet while the shock of his viselike grip still vibrated down her arm.

The beautiful lanterns of his eyes locked on to her own as he said, "Do you not know?  Do you really not know?"

His voice was calm, but his tone was glacial.

Careful...you're on thin ice.

"I have no idea who you are," she said, then bit back the rest of what she wanted to say as his eyes softened.

"Then look at me," he said, his voice as calm as ever, "Right now, look at me and tell me who you think I am.  The truth.  All of it."

Sara took a breath, then said, "You tell people what to do.  You are so used to doing it, that you don't notice anymore."

He stepped closer to her and the hand holding her wrist did not let go.

"You're arrogant.  You think you're entitled."

Another half step closer as he pulled her hand to his chest, forcing her palm against him.  Forcing her to feel him.

There are cracks under your feet.

"You think you own people."

His other hand went to her shoulder and Sara could feel the strong beat of his heart under her palm.

"And, you are brave.  You step in when you see someone in trouble."

Then he touched the side of her neck and Sara's breath came more deeply.

"You are a knight.  You saved me...."

Pinned in the amber lights of his eyes, Sara knew that it was already too late, the uncertain footing she walked upon had turned to water as she felt herself drowning in his beautiful gaze.

He bent down to her, his lips soft against her own, searching for truths other than her words.

She pulled back from him, just enough to speak, her own lips brushing his as she said, "But, that doesn't give you the right."

His mouth captured hers once more.  Warm and velvety.  She felt the light rough of a day old beard rasp gently against her skin as she kissed him back.

"You don't own me," she said, breaking away only to sigh as his hands slid down her sides, then back up again as he cupped both breasts.   Strong thumbs drifted across the nipples studding her blouse, swelling even more under his touch.

"I told you I would give you cause for regret.  Now, I shall give you reason for pleasure.”

His voice was delicious in her ears, like warm honey as he continued, “And I can promise you that it will not be the last time, not for one nor the other.”

Hands that could have crushed the bones of her wrist to powder only seconds before roamed freely upon her body.  Strong fingers undid delicate pearl buttons.

"Turn around...now."

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Divine Fornication--The Complete Collection (An Erotic Story of Angels, Vampires and Werewolves)

Episode 1--Seduced by the Angel

Claire Sawyer's life is about to change in a way that she never could have imagined.

Blind since a terrible childhood accident, she dies for the second time in her relatively short life only to find herself in the arms of an angeli being.

Is he her guardian angel, or the monster responsible for the deaths of her parents so many years ago?

Claire will search for her answers as she is swept up into events involving the divine and their relation to the vampires and werewolves that she encounters in her incredible journey to discover the truth.

Episode 2--Taken by the Vampire

Claire awakens in a hospital room to find a man sitting quietly, waiting for her.

Except that he is no ordinary man, adorned as he is with dark wings and burning in black flames.

Is it the angel of death, come to take her away at last? Or is he the lord of all vampires, come to steal the prize from his adversary, the Messenger, the being who has healed Claire's blindness?

Flying high above the city lights in his cold arms, Claire shall find herself brought to a lonely fortress where blood drinkers await her and werewolves roam the darkness, all of them waiting for the ravishment to come..

Episode 3--Claimed by the Wolf

From certain death at the hands of vampires, Claire Sawyer finds herself surrounded by hundreds of wolves.

Are they her saviors, or the culmination of the doom that follows her at every turn?

Cursed or no, Claire must fight for her survival, even if that means becoming one of them, wolves in heat with just one thing in mind.

Episode 4--Redeemed by the Conqueror

In the stunning conclusion to the four part series, Divine Fornication, Claire Sawyer finds herself caught between vampires, werewolves and angels. Three races of beings willing to battle for the one thing they value most--Claire's eternal soul.

Will Claire's guardian angel return at last, in her final moments? Or, will she be lost forever to eternal damnation?

An excerpt from
Divine Fornication--The Complete Collection
:

....Claire seized the opportunity and slowly crawled away. If she could manage to put some distance between her and the fighting wolves, she might stand a chance.

As she eased her way forward, practically crawling upon her belly through the high grasses, Claire saw the edge of the clearing not far away. She gathered her legs under her, readying herself to jump up and run for the cover of the trees when someone stepped directly into her path.

"Going somewhere, are we?" said a young man's voice and Claire looked up to see him grinning down at her.

He was a wolf, but younger than Clash and Braze, she surmised. He had not yet filled out his frame, appearing gangly and awkward due to his height and long muscles that had not yet taken on the heavy mass of the adult wolf shifters.

Claire froze, not daring to move a muscle. The young wolf was in near full human form as he lifted two fingers to his mouth. A shrill whistle sounded, to be quickly followed by two wolves loping to his sides.

They lifted up, their limbs stretching and smoothing into human form. One was dark skinned and scowling, the other blond and fair with a smile that stemmed from true humor and not the irony of the situation before them.

The darker of the two newcomers spoke first, and said, "Rend, you have to take her back. When the leaders finish...and you know they will soon...they'll come looking for her."

The other, the one for whom it seemed all a joke, chuckled and said, "Shard's right. Besides, she's not that special. In the city, we can get all kinds of human chicks. It's really no big deal."

The first wolf, the one the other two had named Rend, replied, "Yeah, but out here in the wild, human bitches don't happen every day. I might never get another chance."

Claire could feel her blood boiling as the young wolves spoke. as the young wolves spoke.  She did not want to be simply an object to their adolescent desires, but she could not deny that the three young men standing above her were making her thighs part of their own volition.

"Now wait," she said, "You...you're from the city?"

The comic blond wolf nodded and said, "Yeah.  My name's Flair.  I came with Braze and the rest of our pack to help get you from the vampires."

"Ok," she said, "Just give me a second to think."

Claire desperately searched for a means of bargaining her way back to the city with the help of the young, blond wolf.  Afterward, she was sure it would be far easier to escape from him than from the huge man called Braze.

"No," said Rend, "I've heard about you humans and how much you love to talk.  I'm not interested.

"Shard, grab her arms."

The dark wolf never stopped scowling but he trapped Claire's wrists in his hands.  He might not have been a fully grown wolf, but his strength was far greater than her own.  She pulled desperately away from him, but his hold upon her did not ease.

"Flair, take a leg, already."

The blond simply shrugged as he latched on to one of Claire's ankles.

Rend eased himself then between Claire's thighs and she could feel him trembling as he knelt down to the ground, his own legs brushing against her.

Claire said, "You've never done this."