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.