Blurb:
Book two in the Medusa’s Consortium
series.
In New York City, away from those
she loves, living with the enigmatic vampire, Desiree Fielding, Susan Innes
struggles to come to terms with life as a vampire whose body serves as the
prison for a deadly demon.
When Reese Chambers arrives
unexpectedly from England, desperate for her help, she discovers that Alonso
Darlington, his lover and her maker, has been taken captive and Reese has been
warned to tell no one but her. Before the two can make a plan, Susan receives
her own message from a man calling himself just Cyrus. He not only holds her
maker prisoner, but also her lover, the angel Michael. If she wishes to see
either of them alive, she’ll come to him and not tell Magda Gardener, the woman
they all work for and fear.
With no help coming from Magda or
her Consortium, Susan and Reese must turn to the Guardian – the terrifying
demon now imprisoned in her body. He alone can help them, but how can she
possibly trust him after all he’s done?
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*****
Excerpt:
It was a dark place where she found
him, with walls so high only a small patch of starlight was visible above, but
she was a vampire now. She didn’t need the light, and he, well he had never
needed the light, had he? He stood naked with his back to her. He was broad of
shoulder. There were white scars like latticework across muscles stretched taut
over his shoulder blades. At first she thought they were from a whip, but as
she drew nearer, she saw that they were more geometric in form, as though
perhaps they were some sort of ancient ceremonial writing. She traced the
shapes of them with the tips of her fingers, and his muscles rippled with the
sensation. With a start she realized she’d never seen his body before.
“That is because I have
none,” came his reply. “Only in
dreams can I wear the flesh of my choosing.”
“You’ve worn flesh often
enough. I would have thought it was always of your choosing,” she said, making
no effort to hide her bitterness.
“It was not my own,
though. That pleasure, I have never known.”
“Only in dreams, you
say. Then this is a dream.”
“You know that it is.” He didn’t turn to face her but leaned
toward her, and she slipped her arms around him and rested her head on the flat
of his back. His belly tensed at the touch of her hands, and he caught his
breath in a soft moan. “Touch is what I longed for most,” he said. “I thought the lack of it would drive me insane while I languished
in my previous prison. But here, with you, I’m closer to touch than I would
have thought possible. I do not mind it, you know. It is no hardship to be
nestled inside you, close to your heart.”
She released him and
took in their surroundings once more. “This is the place I’ve created for you?”
He pulled her arms back
around him and sighed with contentment as she laid her head against him once
more. “This is how I have decorated. The place you created for me was only the
shape of myself, both boundless and infinitesimal. Oh, it did not matter. I
could see through your eyes, feel through your flesh, even though it no longer
lived as it once did, even though you never spoke to me. I hoped that someday
you would.”
“And when I refuse, you
come uninvited into my dreams?”
“All dreams are
uninvited, Susan, and perhaps this time it is you who have come uninvited into my dream.”
She thought about that
for a moment. Was it even possible to visit the dreams of a demon? Did demons
even have dreams?
“Susan?”
“Yes?”
“If I had come to you
more gently, if I had courted you and companioned you and been patient with you
in the ways of your world, would you have loved me?”
“You never gave me that
chance.”
*****
About K D Grace/Grace
Marshall
Voted
ETO Best Erotic Author of 2014, K D Grace believes Freud was right. It really
IS all about sex—sex and love—and that is an absolute writer’s playground.
When
she’s not writing, K D is veg gardening or walking. Her creativity is directly
proportional to how quickly she wears out a pair of walking boots. She loves
mythology, which inspires many of her stories. She enjoys time in the gym,
where she’s having a mad affair with a pair of kettle bells. Her first love is
writing, but she loves reading and watching birds. She adores anything that
gets her outdoors.
K
D’s novels and other works are published by Totally Bound, SourceBooks, Accent
Press, Harper Collins Mischief Books, Mammoth, Cleis Press, Black Lace, and
others. She also writes romance under the name Grace Marshall.
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