A
True Holiday Gem
Series: Seven Sin Sisters Series, Book Three
Genre:
Erotic Paranormal Romance
Elements:
Adult language/ Explicit Sex
Author:
Paloma Beck
Publisher:
Secret Cravings Publishing
ISBN: 9781618854704
Page Count: 102
page
BLURB
Seven sisters are entwined in a legacy, one originating
back from the time of the Italian Wars in the 1500s. One by one, they will find
their mates from the immortal Valendite Breeds and secure their place in history.
Gemma has spent her adult life
consumed with researching the Valendite Breed history, constantly greedy for
knowledge about their race. Until she meets Seamus and she's no longer able to
hide in her world of books and theory. Now is her time to live.
Seamus has found his gem and he
wants nothing more than to treasure her. But his best friend is missing and he
needs to locate him. Torn between his mate and his brother-in-arms, Seamus may
be forced to choose one over the other. Will he sacrifice a lifelong friendship
for the love of his life?
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PG13 EXCERPT
She was certain she’d done the
right thing by encouraging him to find Donovan. There was not a doubt in her
mind about that. Still, she feared for him. Gemma put on her big-girl panties
and stood by him while Caedon and Madden went over mission objectives and
details, much of it she didn’t understand. She held herself together and forced
all her emotions down so as not to worry Seamus.
But before he left, Gemma needed
Seamus to know he could count on her. She jumped up and wrapped her arms around
his shoulders. “I am yours,” she spoke into his mind so others wouldn’t hear.
Seamus’ response was immediate
as his lips crushed down on hers. This wasn’t the sweet kiss of earlier, and
Gemma returned his intensity and encouraged him to pull her closer and deepen
the kiss even further. Seamus grabbed her bottom and forced her to wrap her
legs around his waist. The thought that she should be embarrassed in front of
the others crossed her mind but it was only fleeting. Everything inside her
focused on her mate.
Gemma did hear one of the men
gasp however. She opened her eyes for just a moment and saw the colors of
light. Seamus and her combined emotions caused bursts of sparkling light to
swirl around them. Incredible joy pounded in her veins and she knew she loved
this man. He felt right against her as his lips pressed against hers and his
teeth nipped at her lower lip.
A cough from behind them broke
their moment. Seamus squeezed his eyes closed before opening them, shaking his
head and placing her down on the floor. With his hand around her waist, he
looked to Nicolaus.
“I place my mate in your
keeping.” Seamus spoke solemnly.
Holiday Gem (The Seven Sin
Sisters 3) 61
“I swear my oath to her safety,”
Nicolaus dipped his head slightly and nodded once.
Seamus grabbed her face, his
hands on either side, and placed his forehead against hers.
“I will be back as quickly as
possible.”
“I will be right here waiting,”
Gemma offered the only assurance she had to give.
R EXCERPT
With a grin, he flipped her and
laughed at her shriek of surprise. Seamus leaned right over her again, boxing
her in with his arms on either side of her head. His body lightly touched hers
from knees to chest. He spoke softly into her ear so she’d have to strain to
listen. He wanted her full attention. “You do realize that our blood bond will
make the sex we are about to have even hotter than anything you’ve ever
experienced.”
“I’m looking forward to the
first-hand knowledge of that.” Gemma took Seamus off guard by replying so
coyly, but then she gasped as he licked a path from her ear and down her
throat. Seamus wanted to play with her.
Gemma brushed her hands along
the contours of his back as Seamus lay on top of her. His muscles rippled with
raw power as he held himself just above her. Each muscle tightened slightly as
she stroked over it. Seamus exuded a sexy strength; the vibrations emanating
from him flared Gemma’s desire until a glowing aura of light surrounded them.
“My powers,” she said with awe
as she looked around them. Gemma felt small as she contemplated her powers and
moved her arms around Seamus, only to realize they didn’t meet in the back. He
was massive compared to her smaller frame. He was power and she felt a frisson
of safe refuge in his arms. He would protect her. She would never have to be
afraid again. An image of her panic attacks leaving her body sent a shiver
through her and she looked up at him as he brought his head up from her chest.
“Did you feel that?” Seamus
asked.
“My anxiety; it was as if it
just left me,” Gemma couldn’t hold back the awe in her voice. Her relief was so
great. A giant burden had been lifted and Seamus did that for her. She reached
up to him and sucked on his lower lip.
Seamus ran his tongue along her
mouth until Gemma let go of his lip and stroked his tongue with her own. Her
fingers still clung to the muscles bulging along his arms as he held himself
above her, but she lost herself in their kiss. A heat inside of her grew
intense. Gemma couldn’t stop her need to touch every part of this miraculous
man. She yearned to know him intimately, needing him to belong to her in every
possible way. Gemma gasped as she pulled away from his mouth to run her tongue
along the curve of his shoulder. Seamus was salty and complete male
deliciousness. His skin was smooth but the muscle just below was firm.
Everywhere she touched, he was hard.
Gemma squealed when Seamus
flipped her so she was now lying on top of him. Since she wasn’t prepared for
the movement and hadn’t put out her hands, her body was flat against him. It
was delicious as she felt her softer body melt into his muscle. Seamus’s rock
hard cock rested between them.
“Am I hurting you?” Gemma asked.
“You, beautiful, are the tiniest
thing. I promise you can’t hurt me like this; unless of course you don’t let me
finish.” Seamus grinned up at her and winked.
“So I wouldn’t hurt you if I did
this,” Gemma asked as she rotated her hips to grind Seamus’s cock against her
pelvis.
Seamus’s eyes rolled and he
grabbed onto her hips to still her. “You might not hurt me but I’m likely to
explode.”
During the Italian Wars in the early 1500s, the Duchy of
Milan and the Kingdom of Naples fought for power and territory. Citizens living
in the Italian peninsula then didn’t know where to turn for alliances.
Betrayals belied life. They were so divided that in the mid-1500s when King
Henry of France declared war against King Charles of Italy, the Italians stood
no chance of victory. Among them were scientists developing amazing –albeit
unethical– chemicals to enhance men and create ultimate soldiers.
These soldiers became more than any scientist anticipated.
The scientists hid much of the soldier’s strength and power to preserve their
creations from harm. The soldiers concealed their unanticipated need for blood
as sustenance as best they could by utilizing the blood of those they killed in
battle. The breeds served until finally near the 1600s when, with much thanks
to Spanish and English aid, King Henry was forced to accept the Peace of
Cateau-Cambresis and renounce any further claims to Italy.
The end of the war didn’t equate to the end of these
warriors. They became known as the Valendite Breed, named for the war in which
they were created. Empowered with the role of preserving peace for their
country, the Valendite breed warriors stayed inconspicuous, fearful of those
who might be frightened or threatened by their gifts. They learned to drink
from one another, a blood exchange that left them unfulfilled and empty, but
still managed to sustain their lives. Their accomplishments in the war hidden,
buried to protect their identity, they lived as simple men. Until over the
years, and despite their propensity to live elongated lives, these men and
their families were able to hide once again among the average men.
After the Valendite Breed assimilated back into life on the
hillsides of Italy, very few of their wives were able to conceive. The breeds
were not thriving. The men assembled and brought their women to the steps of
Rome, to the place most known for prayer and sanctity, to ask for God’s
intervention in their lives. Pleading, one woman by the name of Magdalena
offered any sacrifice that might be asked of them in exchange for fertility.
Her plea was granted. Though reports of the event were never
accurately transcribed, breed historians agree on a few basic events. Each
woman present that day – seven in total – were filled by one of the seven
deadly sins, this act in exchange for the honor of bearing breed children,
continuing the race and nourishing their breed mates.
All was well for the breeds then. Their race flourished
until the time of another generation in the late 1800s. The women became
unhappy in their role, seeking independence from the bonds that held them to
the breeds. For without their mates, the women could survive; only the
Valendite Breed suffered from separation. Some women began leaving and
traveling to other countries.
A terrible storm struck the land on the day of Samhain in
1804. Terribly superstitious, the women converged in the town’s large cathedral
to pray. Strong winds tore down the stone structure, killing those women
trapped inside. After the storm ended, though, very few women –only those not
making it to the cathedral- remained alive.
An apparition appeared outside the cathedral ruins. The
majestic angel stood before the women who bowed down on their knees in her
presence. “You shall call me Magdalena. You shall pray to me as Goddess. For
you are those I saved this day. You are true to the promise made so long ago
and granted to us through the grace of God. Your honor lies in claiming your
breed mate. It is as it should be.”
The women dared not move as they heard the men approach,
remaining on their knees in respect for their Goddess with whom there was a
connection. The soil warm beneath their legs, the air crisp and cool against
their hands. Every sensation, every movement and sound, was heightened. Their
change not subtle, the men present that day at the cathedral witnessed the
transformation.
“You are no longer as you once were. Manifested in you now
are the elements. While others broke their promise, you held steadfast and are
rewarded with powers in your own right. No longer shall you exist only to
sustain your mate but to also sustain the earth. My blessings be upon you and
your children after you. It is as it should be.”
Those gathered saw the apparition spiral in a colorful
rainbow that seemed to draw every eye, a comforting scent and warmth flooded
the courtyard where now only seven women remained alongside the breed men. A
new beginning was upon them.
AUTHOR
BIO & LINKS
Paloma
Beck is an erotic romance writer in both the contemporary and paranormal
realms. Happily married and living a life of total contradiction, Paloma runs
carpool service for her three sons and volunteers in PTA. Then in the moments
when her characters talk to her, she journals their stories - and they are
anything but PG. Paloma believes a daily dose of espresso and a good book make
any day better.
1 comment:
Thanks for sharing your blog with me today, Cerise. I thought it was time to share the full history of the characters in the Seven Sin Sisters series. It explains a lot about what they're currently going through in modern times and just how deep their roots and belief systems are. Hope readers enjoy and feel free to leave comments or ask questions. :)
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