A Sacred Vow
By Willa Thorne
Genre: Paranormal/Romance/Vampire
Cover Design: Sara Eirew
Release Date: October 24, 2016
Synopsis
I swore a solemn
oath that saw to the end of the Cormacs, a family of hunters that persistently
sought to rid my coven’s existence.
For years we
have lived in the shadows, free from hunters and the weapons of wood that could
destroy us.
But the familiar
scent of Cormac blood is awakening my senses. We were certain that we had ended
the bloodline. Now, the vow I swore plagues my mind. The guilt I harbour buries
deep. The desire and lust burns.
My pledge to my
family is now a promise to protect the woman I love.
Aurelia Galligan
is a descendant of the Cormac bloodline. I should drain her. I have to destroy
her. But she may just end me.
**This is a
forbidden romance between the hunter and the hunted. It features smoldering
vampires and no cliffhangers. The content is not suitable for readers under the
age of 18**
Excerpt
As we stood on
the sands of the lake, I looked into Lia’s eyes. They were so innocent and
kind. Such light and warmth wasn’t something I’d experienced in a very long
time. It didn’t help that I could smell the heady scent of her arousal. I knew
exactly how badly her body needed mine. She needed to be claimed, fucked good and
deep, marked as mine.
But she wasn’t mine. She couldn’t ever be mine. The reminder gutted me, body and soul.
The truth was that my intentions for the evening were far from honorable. They were downright evil. Seduction has coursed through my veins for over two hundred years and she made it so bloody simple. The very sight of me was alluring; everything about me was meant to entice her. The way I could stare into her eyes and make her do or say anything that pleased me- it was all part of the predatory nature of my species. I planned to lure her with romantic notions, and then painlessly take her life. It shouldn’t have been an issue.
But she wasn’t mine. She couldn’t ever be mine. The reminder gutted me, body and soul.
The truth was that my intentions for the evening were far from honorable. They were downright evil. Seduction has coursed through my veins for over two hundred years and she made it so bloody simple. The very sight of me was alluring; everything about me was meant to entice her. The way I could stare into her eyes and make her do or say anything that pleased me- it was all part of the predatory nature of my species. I planned to lure her with romantic notions, and then painlessly take her life. It shouldn’t have been an issue.
How many lives
have I taken over the centuries without much thought or regard for them? Why
should she be any different, especially given the fact that she is a Cormac?
Willa Thorne
channels her overactive imagination into all of her writing. She enjoys any
genre in romance, especially contemporary and paranormal. She grew up in New
Jersey and spent a six years living in southern California. She currently lives
in Connecticut with her husband and their rescued dog, Lola. Willa is also a
caffeine addict and a sucker for chocolate.
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