TWILIGHT MEETS TRUE BLOOD
From New York Times and #1 Dark Fantasy bestseller Marata Eros, and for fans of Twilight, The Black Dagger Brotherhood and True Blood. Binge read the Druid series for impossible-to-predict plot twists and edgy dark paranormal romance that will suck you in and leave you breathless
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Synopsis:
Rachel, Holly and Aubree now hold the future of the vampire race within their bodies as the Druid priests draw nearer in their pursuit of them. The Druid priests ultimate goal of stealing magic through brutality is on the cusp of realization.
Tarrin has long sought his Exotic soulmate. On the eve of certain consummation, Lucia is torn from his grasp by a long-time enemy. Will he reclaim her before her very essence is stolen?
Beau, Kier and Cole must unify to defend what is theirs against separate forces bent on power and dominance. In a battle against all odds, is their devotion enough to eclipse the dire circumstance they find themselves in? Can a new group of supernaturals protect the Druid treasure? Or are they more of a threat than the Reapers and Druid vampires realize.
A #1 Amazon Erotica Thriller, Historical, Adventure, Victorian and Horror bestselling series, written by New York Times bestseller Marata Eros.
Kier recognized his own kind like a slap in the face. The faction had arrived along with a pair of Druid vampires, one female and one male.
Kier had only seen one other blooded Druid vampire female in the centuries that he'd roamed this planet and was taken aback by their simultaneous presence with the faction. His heart sank when he spied the dreaded Druid males. The priests of old. New to this continent yet not new in their goals.
To exterminate the Reaper.
To plunder all Druid females to their deaths.
They were the robbers of magic, a curse to all Druids save themselves.
They would rue this day. Kier felt the call to protect the Queen at his back, her body a weighty presence behind him and ripe with his child.
Kier's eyes met the black gaze of the other Druid male, with a woman who if she were not his mate, should be.
Tarrin locked eyes with an enormous Druid vampire, a full-blooded Queen he could scent like fine wine, to the left of his position and gave the slightest nod. If they were to have problems of the rivalry flavor, they would have to wait until after the blood-letting of the pond of Druid scum. The cattle who led meaningless lives flowed over their heads in their vehicles, the gloom of the underpass the only witness to the oncoming battle.
Human lives were a circle of perpetual nothingness.
Constantine felt the drizzle flatten his dark hair against his scalp and flicked the longish bangs out of his face as he gripped his weapon in his massive hands.
That Druid bitch was his. The want for her thrummed in his bones, his blood. She would be beneath him if it ended him, writhing in agony caused by his ministrations. Con's gaze shifted to the massive Druid who stood slightly in front of her and smiled. It may just be that for him.
The end.
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Already translated.
Translated by Silvia Adriana Domingo Puga
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Author review: Professional, kind and a decent formatter - Silvia does a wonderful job. Recommend. |
