Excerpt of Velvet Haven by Sophie Renwick

Bran felt her before he saw her.

A woman with long black hair stepped forward, and he
struggled to pretend indifference. The white, shimmering
band of her aura weaved its way over to him. Through the
window it came, his magic calling it forth, beckoning it.
She was strong, but there was a vulnerability there as well
that engaged him, made him want to explore it. And she was
passionate. He felt the desire, the longing for pleasure.
The ache for sex. She wanted it, but she would fight him,
make him work to convince her to accept him. There was
something so raw and primal about her; if he could make her
submit to him, he felt he could survive off that energy for
years.

It was so rare, a pure white aura. White meant
perfect balance. He should probably fear it but he was
drawn to it—to her. he suddenly wanted nothing more than to
take all her pleasure inside his body and convert it into
magic.

Yes, this mortal female would give him great power.
Tonight.