Saturday, December 29, 2012

Kindred of the Fallen by Isis Rushdan


KINDRED OF THE FALLENKindred Chronicles Book One
Isis Rushdan


Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Date of Publication: January 8, 2013
ISBN: 9781619212893
ASIN: B009R89AF2
Number of pages: 444
Word Count: 115,000
Cover Artist: Kanaxa
 
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Book Description:

Serenity’s soul-reading ability lets her easily create custom tattoos. Everything else in her life is a struggle, from trying to make it work with her best friend, Evan, to nightmares and visions that make her question her sanity.

Then she meets a man who sharpens her craving for something more.

Cyrus has been preparing to claim her as his Blessed mate—the other half of a split soul that, once reunited, is his only chance to break the curse that plagues his people.

One moment, armed militants are firing questions Serenity cannot answer. The next, she is safe in Cyrus’s arms…and learning she isn’t even human. She is Kindred, blessed with preternatural powers, cursed to suffer the twin horrors of the blood rage and the dark veil.

Their union is the greatest hope for redemption in a thousand years, but not all Kindred want to be saved. A dark secret could snuff out their lives before love has a chance to unite them…and redeem the Kindred for all time.

Greater the love…sweeter the pleasure…higher the price that must be paid.



Excerpt:




The interminable tick tock, tick tock punctured her thoughts. She rubbed her forehead, massaging  in  deep  circles.  Little  good  it  did  against  the  headache hammering her brain. Too bad the windows didnt open, shed kill for a breeze. Or an oxygen mask. Why wasnt the a/c pumping out more air? It might be September, but she was burning up.

A tingle danced over her body, raising the hairs on her arms. A gust of heat slammed into her, surged through her skin, beyond her flesh, rousing the quintessence of her being. Energy swirled in her torso, electric embers stirred ablaze. An underlying current that had grown more vibrant since the dreams now bustled with vigor.

A loud rap at the door startled her and she jumped. In the doorway stood a sinfully handsome man with lush dark hair. A dazzling smile swept across the most  stunning  face  shed  ever  seen.  Not  pretty-boy  model  perfect,  but  so savagely beautiful she salivated.

This was her client?

The stranger sauntered into the office. His charcoal suit had clean lines and hugged his firm, athletic body. He strolled around her desk and right up to her with casual, confident ease, like they were longtime friends.

Customers didnt come behind the desk or invade her personal space. Not in her territory, where all the power resided quite literally in her hands. She wanted to move back or shoo him to a chair five feet away, but she could only gulp, feet welded to the floor.

He extended his hand, but her first and only chance to peek into his soul couldnt be squandered on a premature handshake. Even though instinct prodded her to touch him.

“Hello, I’m—”

“No! Dont tell me your name.” Serenity glanced at his outreached hand, then back  up  at  the  heartrending  face  that  made  her  legs  shake.  Didnt  Dougie explain the rules?

Looking   down   at   her,   he   lowered   his   hand.   Something   playful   or mischievous tugged at the naughty curve of his mouth. Sorry.” He didnt sound the least bit apologetic.

He stepped closer, his insanely masculine, incredibly sexual body bearing down on her. He even smelled divine. Spicy wilderness with sweet hints of cardamom and sandalwood.

Raw recognition poked at her memory as if she knew him, but shed never seen him before. This was certainly the type of man one didnt forget. Rivulets of sublime energy emanated from him. In all her days, every person shed come across  had  lacked  this  distinctive  quality.  His  body  purred  with  a  charged current, foreign yet familiar, comforting and unnerving her at the same time.

You need to sit,” she said, suddenly lightheaded, her voice faint. When he quirked an eyebrow, she added, “So we can begin the consultation.”

“Certainly.” He brushed around her and sat in her chair.

Her chair! Only inches away. The audacity of him. Her heart thumped so hard and fast she could barely breathe. “Not there.”

He lounged back in the seat, getting more comfortable, sensuous smile deepening. Alluring blue eyes, dark and exotic, locked on hers. Where would you like me? he asked in a liquid velvet voice that poured over her thick as warm butterscotch.

A hot flush set her face on fire. Evan. Im getting married to Evan. She repeated the words in her mind like a prayer to protect her from this complete stranger. When she swallowed, she realized her mouth had been hanging open. How long had she been gaping at him?

He gazed at her with such intensity another sweet flush of heat fluttered over her entire body. She needed to do this consultation and get him the hell out of her office.

“Never mind.” The sooner this was done, the better. She shoved her palm toward him. “Please place your hand on mine.”

His fingertips skimmed hers, his warm hand sliding toward her arm until they were palm to palm. A delicious tingle licked up her spine as his long, thick fingers curled around her, his thumb kissing the inside of her wrist where her pulse throbbed.

A moan blossomed in her chest, but she killed the mutinous noise with a harsh  clearing  of  her  throat.  Shed  worked  under  pressure  before,  though nothing as sweet as this. She shut her eyes, determined to do her job and ignore the titillation of his touch stirring her mind into a tizzy. Distraction wouldnt derail her now. Focusing on the silken ribbons of energy caressing her from scalp to sole, she cleared away all thoughts.

An  image  blasted  in  her  mind,  bright,  scorching:  him  holding  her,  lips pressed against hers, drawing her close in an embrace.

She yanked her hand away.

Is that it?” His brow wrinkled. “What did you see?

Not  a  damn  thing  she  could  mention.


  

About the Author:

Isis Rushdan was born and raised in New York City. She has a B.A. in psychology from The Ohio State University. Wanderlust has taken her across the globe and has kept her moving every three years. Fortunately, she is blessed with a husband who shares her passion for travel, movies and fantastic food. Prior to following her bliss as a writer, she had a bright career as an intelligence officer in the U.S. Air Force. She currently resides in sunny Florida, where she hopes to finally establish roots, with her husband, son and canine kiddies. 

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3 comments:

  1. Thank you for hosting a stop on my tour, Monique.

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  2. This book sounds amazing! Thanks for hosting and for the giveaway.

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