Gabriel is half-Unseelie/half-Incubus and is the chosen one
to lead the Wild Hunt, the collection of souls ready for
the netherworld. His talent as an Incubus, the ability to
make women want him, is the reason his Shadow King is
sending him to the Seelie Court to entice Aislinn, a
distant relative, to follow him to the Dark Tower. Gabriel
enters court claiming he wants to switch to the Seelie
court and attempts to convince the Shadow Queen to allow
Aislinn to act as his guide. To his puzzlement, Aislinn
dislikes him from the moment they meet. Now he must choose
a new tactic to bind her to him, only to realize she may be
the one woman to ignite his soul.
Aislinn's emotions are in a state of chaos; first, she is
humiliated when she's used by the man she loves; second,
her magic is getting more intense and she is seeing souls
before they pass to the netherworld, as well as seeing her
own death. This can only mean she has Unseelie blood, an
extremely dangerous revelation, since she currently belongs
to the Seelie Court. Now her Shadow Queen demands that
Aislinn help an Incubus become familiar with the Court by
keeping him company and showing him around. Aislinn has no
interest in Gabriel. She doesn't trust him, or any other
man for that matter. But he has news of her best friend,
Bella, which is just enough to keep the frost from her
mood. Aislinn is unaware of the danger lurking around her.
She doesn't think anyone knows of her Unseelie blood, or do
they?
Anya Bast's Dark Magick series is intriguing,
intense and powerful; a unique mixture of today's world
with fantasy. A great read!
When you’re a half incubus, your reputation precedes
you…
All eyes are on Gabriel Mac Braire the day he makes his
first appearance in the Seelie Court, including those of
Aislinn Finvarra. Despite deep bitterness over her last
failed relationship, Aislinn cannot help but be curious
about the half incubus who is known to possess dark magick,
both lethal and sexual in nature. Rumors abound of the women
who have become enslaved to his irresistible charms.
So when the Summer Queen of the fae orders Aislinn
herself to act as his guide in the court, she is
understandably on guard. She’s fallen under the spell of far
less persuasive men before. In addition, Gabriel might be
more than he seems and his true mission is far from
innocent.
This time, Aislinn must protect not only her heart, but
her very life…
Excerpt
Having no particular interest in women’s clothing other
than when he was taking it off, Gabriel watched Aislinn. She
touched the gowns, examined their size and length. Talked to
the clerk about alterations, but she did it all with a dull
look in her eyes. Whereas Carina seemed beatific in the shop
with the ability to buy new things for court, Aislinn
touched the garments with listless, roaming hands, as though
searching for something that wasn’t there, something she
knew she’d never find between the four walls of the
building. While all the time she kept glancing out the plate
glass window to the street and the passersby.
Aislinn Christiana Guinevere Finvarra of the Seelie Court,
supposed purebred Tuatha Dé Danann, was bored. Bored with
her life, yearning for more. That was another secret she
kept from her peers. Add it to the pile.
She had to feel so lonely.
The heaviness that had settled in his chest earlier eased a
bit. Maybe luring her to the Unseelie Court was the best
thing he could do for her. At least in the Black Tower she
could pursue her magick without fear of reprisal or
banishment. She could even be tutored to enhance whatever
skill she possessed. A woman as intelligent and as
interesting as Aislinn deserved that and more. She didn’t
deserve to be stifled and strangled in a toxic and
delusionary environment like the Seelie Court.
She wouldn’t be bored anymore. She wouldn’t be alone. Sure,
she’d hate him for what he’d done. This couldn’t end any
other way. But in the long run she’d be better off in Black
with her own people.
“I think I found it.”
Gabriel came back to himself, realizing she’d browsed over
to the lingerie section. A distance away he could hear
Carina nattering at one of the store clerks. He walked to
her and saw she held a red satin and chiffon slip in her
hands. It looked long and…fascinating. Sexy. Now these were
the kind of clothes that men were interested in, at least
for the couple minutes a woman wore them before they became
a heap on the floor of the bedroom.
His eyebrows rose. “Try it on.”
She disappeared into the fitting room and reappeared a
couple of minutes later. It covered her down to her ankles,
yet still managed to be the sexiest thing he’d ever seen.
The bodice cupped her breasts just perfectly, just the way
he wanted to. His fingers curled as he imagined doing just
that. The red looked incredible against her skin tone.
“Turn around.” His voice came out just a tad hoarse and he
realized he was clutching a silk gown off one of the racks
hard enough to wrinkle.
She turned and he lost his breath. The back dipped down very
far, all the way to the top of her beautifully rounded
bottom. He wanted to run his lips over every inch of
slender, flawless skin from her the nape of her neck to the
small of her back and then—
“Gabriel?” She’d turned around and stared at him, frowning.
He cleared his throat. “It’s beautiful on you. Your next
lover will drool all over the carpet.” He knew that for
certain because it would be him. No way was he allowing any
other man to see her in that gown.
Aislinn was his.
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