“Dai’s
Dark Valentine” by Dariel Raye
Blurb
What happens when a sheltered cat-shifter and a dark
fey come together?
Three-hundred years is a long time, but left to its
own devices, what began as the vendetta of one man can grow to encompass even
more formidable hatred.
Daitre Salons is a beautiful but naïve heiress whose
true heritage has been kept secret even from her. Now, her abilities are
emerging and her father’s enemies want her dead, but what bothers her most is
that her new husband “in name only” insists on treating her like a child.
Joban Beaucoup, professional guard to the Salons
family, and dark fey (alternate spelling from Vodouin origin), has chosen to
leave the quaint yet suffocating French town of his orphan-childhood and
venture to the Americas, but he needs one thing he cannot concoct, despite his
magical abilities – a wife.
When Joban agrees to marry Daitre and take her to
the Americas with him, he carries her three-thousand miles away, then whisks
her three-hundred years into the future to assure her safety, but while Daitre
struggles to adjust to this strange new world, manage her newfound powers, and make
peace with her feelings for Joban, Joban learns that even here, their enemies
have followed them, now more deadly than ever.
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Excerpt
Daitre stepped into the bedroom bath and dashed cold water on her face to keep from crying, Auriel’s words running through her mind. The fear of being captured, poked and prodded by her father’s enemies haunted her.
She hit the light switch, stepping out of the bathroom with every intention of going straight to her bed for a much needed nap, but as she passed his make-shift bed, she couldn’t help stopping. Daitre sat, tentative at first, but the deafening silence in the room urged her on.
She lifted his pillow to her face and rested her cheek against it, his cinnamon and woods scent prompting her to inhale deeply, eyes closed. The mere scent of him triggered a reaction in her body, causing her to stretch, savoring the pleasant tingle zinging straight to her clit and flashing outward again, a delicious warmth infusing her body - arousal.
She dropped the pillow and jumped up, eyes wide. Joban stood in the doorway, his expression unreadable until his mouth covered hers. She knew he’d used his time-bending ability because she hadn’t seen him move. One moment he watched her embarrassing display from the doorway, the next he was on her, his huge arms wrapped around her waist, lips claiming hers.
Her mind raced but her body responded on instinct, clinging to him, writhing to be free of every and anything separating her from him. As if he heard her plea, Joban released her long enough to respond in his usual dictatorial manner.
“Take these off.” He used his eyes to stress his meaning, stoking her fire with a head to toe gaze, stormy gray depths offering a glimpse of yet another side of him she longed to explore further.
About
the Author
Dariel Raye
writes powerful IR/MC (Interracial/Multi-cultural) paranormal romance and dark
urban fantasy with alpha male heroes to die for, and strong heroines with
hearts worth winning. Her stories tell of shifters, vamps, angels, demons, and
fey (the Vodouin variety).
release newsletter and daily
newspaper. You can contact her on Twitter, Facebook, Goodreads, and Pinterest.
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