Hearts Curse

Order Today In Print

Hearts Curse in Pagan Pleasures, April 2007  Midnight Showcase Genre: Romance/Paranormal Heat Index: Sensual/Erotica ISSN: 1-1555-5496 Format: eBook, Print Cursed by a wizard to the banshee realm, Sharie waits to be free. Drogan is a warlock on a mission. To free his heart's curse.

  Reviews

 Coming Soon

 

  Excerpt

Vorn could not believe her beauty. Even after many nights of shared dreams, after making love to her in every way imaginable, the woman before him was more potent than any potion he had ever concocted.

Her hair fell around her shoulders like liquid flame. Green eyes looked to him with an invitation, one he knew he would not refuse. Her body, ivory, pale and perfect, beckoned for his touch. His hands itched to enfold her perfect breasts, his mouth watered to once again feast.

For a moment, a feeling of sadness started to settle in but he shook it away. For whatever reason, this was the only way they could be with one another. She never spoke of why she chose to come to him this way, she never spoke her name. But he knew she was very real. He knew just how to touch her, just what she needed to bring her pleasure. Just as his heart knew, he had loved her for a lifetime. It was only a matter of finding her.

Something seemed different about her this night. In her eyes, he read not only passion and need, but something more. Was it fear for him? With one more sunset, he would be in the middle of a great battle. A battle that would cost many lives. Their world, Vantassi, was under the rule of an evil wizard. For many months, the people secretly gathered, and the time to reclaim Vantassi was at hand. Did she fear he would meet his end at the hands of Ghaun?

All thought of the battle left his mind as he pulled her naked body close to his. She felt so warm, so alive. Vorn stroked her back, feeling her tremble. He inhaled deeply of her hair. It smelled of honeysuckle and was as soft as the sweet flower itself. Again, he felt an urgency in her as she held him close to her.

“What troubles you? Will you not speak to me this night?”

Vorn held his breath as she raised her head and looked into his eyes. Would he be gifted with the sound of her voice? Would she finally break the silence?

“I fear our time will end soon, Vorn.”

Her voice washed over him and struck him like a blow. Vorn lost his breath at the sound of his name on her lips. He stared into her eyes, feeling himself fall even more in love.

“Our time will not end, for I will not allow it.” His hand cupped her cheek. “Please, tell me your name.”

“Sharie.”

“A beautiful name. Almost as beautiful as the woman.” The hand cupping her cheek moved to the silk of her hair. “Why have you never spoken to me before? You must know of my feelings for you.”

“Because I did not want the dream to end.”

“The dream will never end, Sharie. You are out there, waiting for me. I swear I will find you.”

“You do not understand the danger of your vow, Vorn.” Her hand rested over his heart. “I am cursed.”

“Cursed?”

“Please, let us not speak of it. I only wish to feel alive in your arms once again.”

Vorn meant to argue, he truly did. But once her lips touched his, he knew he was lost. Now he knew her name, he spoke it aloud, his love for her was firmly planted.
Gently, he lowered her to his bed. He lay half his body over hers, leaving his hand free to roam. Vorn touched her everywhere, while his mouth took possession of one hard, perfect nipple. Nothing sounded sweeter to him than her gasps of delight. Nothing compared to the feel of her soft hands on his warm skin.
Vorn pulled her knee over his hip, resting the head of his cock at her heated entrance. Lifting his head, he waited for her to look into his eyes. Now he knew her voice, he wanted to share it all with her.

“Do not look away, Sharie. We share it all this night.” He watched her eyes flare as he nudged her entrance. “I want to see your every expression, hear your every pant of pleasure, and taste my name on your lips.”

He gave her no time to respond. Vorn thrust himself into her, and took her gasp into his mouth. He felt her walls, tight around him. Felt her heat, and her desire as she relaxed and allowed him further entry. It was different tonight. As if just knowing her name was enough to seal his fate. A fate that would include this woman by his side for the rest of his days.

With a slow and deliberate rhythm, Vorn pulled away enough to watch her, as he loved her. Her green eyes alive, her beautiful face flushed as the pleasure grew higher inside of her. His one hand buried in her hair as the other held her hip, holding her so he may touch her deeper still. Vorn quickened his thrusts.

“Our time will not end, Sharie. It will never end. Not even death can separate us.”

“Vorn,”

He moved harder against her, feeling her nails bite into his back and shoulder. It was both heaven and hell, making love to her. He had never felt such passion, yet he knew it would end with the coming of the morning. But only for as long as it would take to find her. Once he did, he would love her just as strongly if not more for the rest of his life.

He tightened his hold as her body convulsed and bucked against him. Feeling her release, he could hold back no longer. Vorn let himself go and for one blissful moment was lost in the world that only Sharie could create.

As the last tremble left her body, he could feel her begin to fade. Morning was upon them, and as much as he would like, his mind could hold onto sleep no longer.

“I will find you, Sharie.”

“Be safe, Vorn, and it is my hope that you do not find me on the battle fields of, Vantassi.”

“Nothing will keep me from you. I swear, I will find you.”

Her smile, yet sad eyes stayed with him long after the morning brought him back to wakefulness. Vorn stood and walked outside into the new day. All around him, others moved about quickly, preparing for the journey closer to the heart of Vantassi. By this time tomorrow, much blood would be spilled.

How he longed for a place to truly call home. Since the wizard, Ghaun, appointed himself king, nothing was the same. Now, Vorn and the people of Vantassi must set things right. If they succeeded, a new ruler would be chosen. One who would be just and fair.

Only then, when all was safe and right in this world, could he truly move on and make a world for himself and Sharie. Fate had a reason to bring them together through dreams. He was not without some power. Vorn vowed to break whatever curse held her. For if he did not, his heart would forever be cursed along with her.

All Rights Reserved.
Copyright © 2007

 

 

Site Menu

Home

Blog

About

Booklist

Press Kit

Contest

Free Reads

Fun Page

Newsletter

Contact

Links