Fantasy Romance
Date Published: August 2020
Publisher: Broken Angels
About the Book:
Vampire society knows him as the Thirteenth Elder first vampire in
creation, the mages know him as an immortal high sorcerer and the Keeper of
the Prophecy. Delgarias Dullahan only cares about the woman who knew him
simply as "Del." Two thousand years ago, he gambled his soul for
the power to marry Nikkita Leonine...and lost.
Now he is finally on her trail. But Del is not the only one searching for
the missing luminite princess, and whoever finds her first will have the
upper hand in the battle against the greatest evil ever known.
As they raced towards the sounds of the fight, Delgarias drew no weapon,
but his magic fomented within, rippling below the surface. “Remember,
we must be cautious. I want Annarkie taken alive.”
Radu’s brows drew together as he frowned. “But we don’t
know what she looks like.”
“I have a feeling we’ll know her when we see her.”
When they slipped through the door, Delgarias’s words proved
true.
Dozens of vampires swarmed a female warrior garbed in black leather, and
she fended them off with a blade that he immediately recognized.
Shellandrian steel. Medium-length and narrow, the sword looked like those
made in the eastern regions of Earth, only slightly more curved. The metal
itself was a work of beauty. The sword’s forging technique involved
folding the molten steel and another metal called Plitatia tightly together
and imbuing each molecule with magic. Only faelin royals and high-ranking
warriors carried Shellandrian steel swords. Delgarias’s astonishment
increased even as a fresh wave of unease that his assumptions and plans
regarding this rogue’s capture had been very wrong. How did she get a
sword like that? Vampires were banned from Shellandria, as the queen refused
to take part in the integration. The internal questions faded as the sight
of Annarkie’s fighting style drew his focus like a magnet.
Her movements were as exquisite as her body, bloodstained as it was. She
danced in a blur, dodging blows from swords and staffs, slicing cleanly
through elbows and ankles.
This was a warrior of the likes he hadn’t seen in hundreds of years.
But even as he watched her hack, slash, and dodge with lightning deftness,
oblivious to her own blood leaking from various wounds, frustration imbued
him with the need to see her face.
Because he felt more than admiration and curiosity at the sight of her.
Something else stirred within him: an old, aching wound, tormenting
familiarity.
Could it be?
As he watched her drop to the blood-soaked floor and use the slickness to
spin on her back like a modern dancer, severing the feet of her enemies in a
swirling dervish, Delgarias caught a glimpse of blazing bronze eyes, a
heart-shaped face, and full, arched lips.
Lips whose taste he’d always remember.
Razvan interrupted Delgarias’s stunned revelation by shooting a
vampire whose sword nearly came down to impale Annarkie.
Radu lunged forward, eager to join the fight, but Delgarias held him
back.
“That is no vampire,” Delgarias told the twins, unable to
control the quaver in his voice.
About the Author:
Formerly an auto-mechanic, Brooklyn Ann thrives on writing romance
featuring unconventional heroines and heroes who adore them. Author of
historical paranormal romance in her critically acclaimed “Scandals
with Bite” series, urban fantasy in the cult favorite, “Brides
of Prophecy” novels, and the award winning, “Hearts of Metal
Series, she's now writing the "B Mine" series, horror romances
riffing on the 1970s and 1980s horror movies.
She lives in Coeur d’Alene, Idaho with her gamer son, rockstar/IT Guy
boyfriend, and four cats.
She can be found online at https://brooklynannauthor.com as well as on
Twitter and Facebook.
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