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|  | | Immortal Desires
The air was shockingly crisp, and a soft breeze gently whispered through the deserted alley on the morning of Elizabeth Debonaie’s immortal birth. Levelheaded and sensible, Elizabeth felt she could handle any situation dealt forth by fate with adequate grace and adept skill. That was, until she came face to face with the tall, dark figure of a man whose striking profile spoke of overwhelming power and ageless strength. Unable to resist his devastating appearance and mysteriously dark aura, she realized too late that the man before her was not human, but the archangel of death.
Cursed and hated by all mankind for his unholy existence, Adrien had long ago resigned himself to living his immortality in bitter seclusion and lonely isolation. But as his sharp and assessing gaze drank in the beautiful visage of the girl who unknowingly passed mere inches in front his shrouded figure, he felt the flicker of a mortal emotion deep within him. Suddenly plagued by feelings he’d thought long dead, he knew this creature before him was his destiny. Vowing to make her his, he laid claim to her essence, body, and immortal soul.
The dark figure of a man, big and powerful, emerged from the shadows. He was tall and handsome, with a beautifully proportioned body. His profile was sharp and confident. It spoke of intense power and ageless strength.
Full wavy black hair flowed from his face like a crest. His dark brows and sapphire eyes were stark against his alabaster skin. Rubicund lips were firm and sensual.
Elizabeth’s eyes strayed to the dominating set of his shoulders. They filled the black coat he wore, straining against the fabric. He had an air of authority and the appearance of one wh | |  | | More Than Prophecy
According to ancient prophecy, a woman would come from Earth to bear a child who would end the warring between the Ramekah and Andreas clans that has plagued the hold folk of Zandar for hundreds of years. On the tail of a magical zephyr, Cheyenne, a young Native American woman, is swept through the doorway of an interplanetary portal and whisked away from Earth in a dazing blur of motion. She’s deposited, alone and half-naked, in a valley between the grassy knolls of the Rhian Mountains and the dreaded Goetic forest, just inside the boundaries of Andreas Territory.
It’s there that Lord Darian Andreas, ruler of the mighty Andreas Clan and master of the powerful Andreas Territory, finds her. Although Darian is a just man who exercises kindness and incorporates mercy into his method of rule—which, in the barbaric world of Zandar, are rare qualities for a man—he’s also used to getting what he wants, one way or another. And from the moment Darian lays eyes on the dark skinned beauty, he knows she’s meant to be his. If the Gods are willing, he’ll make it so.
As she scanned the unconcerned herd, her gaze fell to another group of creatures milling a few yards away, and she saw him. He was magnificent, large and strong, with a suffocating air of unquestionable authority. Her eyes froze on his tall, lean form, his arresting good looks totally capturing her attention. He had a ruggedness and vital power that instantly attracted her, awakening a foreign, but pleasant, spark of interest deep within.
His long, sturdy, legs were spread wide in an unwavering stance, emphasizing the strength in his thighs and slimness of his hips. Broad shoulde |
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