Tuesday, August 19, 2014
New Release from Eliza March October 13th
Coming ... October 13th, 2014 from The Wild Rose Press
"Pride or power, lust or love, life or death."
Michael Veret, Acadian coven leader, knows his destiny lies with his soul mate, the witch with the ability to restore the power of the Pentacle, a power needed to release the coven's spirit gifts, but his heart belongs to the young grad student he can't have.
On her birthday, Lisette Bouchard discovers the legacy her parents died for. She's a powerful witch, but with no training, no mentor, and no coven. Her on and off again relationship with Michael is over...until she discovers he's the warlock who must approve her coven membership. When she discovers they are also soul mates, destined to fulfill the pentacle’s prophecy, Lisette isn't certain she wants destiny ruling her love life.
What she is certain of is she wants Michael to love her for herself and not because he needs her for her power. Will Michael be able to prove he’s loved her all along ... before evil steals her away?
Male heads turned and testosterone levels rose. Hard to miss all that sexual magnetism. Michael’s possessive instincts kicked in, and he had to garner control to force back the jealousy.
The skirt she wore barely covered her sexy ass—like a black leather napkin filled with wicked delights. Damn, the witch looked hot enough to melt ice-forged steel. He tortured himself with the image of her wearing just the pendant and the boots—thigh high, black leather cut in lacy patterns, exposing her creamy skin below.
The tips of her long black hair brushed her narrow waist the way it had the night he watched her in the scrying mirror. His fingers twitched with the desire to trace her plunging neckline. A neckline that bared her deep cleavage and the pendant. He marveled at the way the metal settled between her pale ivory mounds, and imagined how warm the medallion grew against her soft flesh.
As she planted herself in front of him with one hip cocked defiantly and her hand outstretched, he warred with his inner needs. Michael held back to inspect each lovely inch of her and savor the moment. He couldn’t wait for the inevitable. To touch, to taste, to conquer…and to surrender. But not here. Not now.
Coming ... October 14th, 2014 from The Wild Rose Press