Kerrianne Coombes has a new book coming out! It’s called Beauty and the Beast, and she’s graciously  giving a copy away to one commenter here.  Welcome, Kerrianne! Why do you like paranormal?
I think the reason I love a good paranormal romance is because it taps into my imagination perfectly. Paranormal romance, for me, is all about dark, tortured souls, with bucket loads of passion. And don’t we all love a tortured soul–especially when he/she finds their other half?
Paranormal Romance is usually full of strong, dominant males that ignite our fires and make us swoon. Don’t get me wrong, in real life if a vampire came along and tried to tap my neck, I would probably run screaming–not even noticing if the vamp is a sex god or not. But, in my imagination, the idea is sexy and completely acceptable.
That is what I love most about a good Paranormal book. For that moment, when I am reading the story–it all seems real, and completely …right.
In that moment, all men are built like Greek gods with perfect hair and super human strength. And the women are self assures and treated like princesses by their man.
Paranormal romance, for me, is escapism at its best. A door into a world where men are gods and orgasms are compulsory–and excitement is a must!
When Princess Callindra of Tempath, wakes up hog-tied and bruised in the bowels of hell, she realizes that her plan to escape her up-coming marriage has gone horribly wrong. Her only hope of escape comes in the form of Brigg, cursed Rain Demon and bitter, human hating bastard. But beggars can’t be choosers.
When Brigg finds himself in possession of a human and a horde of angry demons desperate to get her back, he flees. When he realizes that she is the daughter of the witch that cursed him and his family, he believes that he has finally got the opportunity he has been hoping for. The only thing he must decide now is what is more important to him, the reversal of the curse, or revenge?
Neither one are prepared for the flame that ignites between them. But will the spark be enough to break to the curse that holds them apart?
Excerpt
Brigg walked back to the castle and opened the heavy wooden door. He was utterly shattered. His muscles burned from running but his mind was still filled with Cally. No matter how hard or fast he had run, he couldn’t clear her from his thoughts. He had waited until he was sure she was asleep before he came back.
What was he going to do tomorrow? Lust was so heavy in his body, it burned and urged him–even when she was nowhere near.
The moment his feet set down in the hallway, Briggs attention was drawn to the library. A dull, but cozy light shone out from the gap around the door and Cally’s scent hit him hard. She was still up? Cant a demon catch a break? Â His feet took him to the library door with no conscious thought other than…
Mine.
His heart-rate picked up and throbbed in his ears. He grabbed the door handle and yanked the heavy dark oak back. Cally sat in the middle of the room on a large leather chair, on her lap sat a big, leather-bound book. Clearly startled by his entrance, she jumped a little.
“Brigg!” Her eyes wide, she watched him as he stood in the doorway. He was unable to move, struck dumb by the image she made sitting the chair, holding the big book–looking all sleepy and sweet. “Are you ok?” She frowned and then set the book aside. She dropped her elegant legs to the floor and stood up. She was wearing his shirt, the one that he had loaned to her, but she no longer had the baggy trousers on–and Brigg couldn’t look away from the creamy flesh on display.
She had beautiful, shapely, feminine legs, and as she moved closer, he could see that her skin was smooth. Fuck! He wanted to taste her. His head pounded and his chest drew tight. She was a vision, an image plucked right from his dreams. Many a time–before the curse–he had dreamed of such a beauty being his. She would look at him with a soft expression, just as Cally did right now. And he would take her in all the ways he craved. But he was no longer that young Rain Demon, the young demon with smooth skin and a face as human as hers. He was a beast, an ugly monster who didn’t deserve the look of interest Cally was flashing right now. He let out a low growl. Cally stopped moving, her eyes flaring wide.
That’s it, human, be scared of the Beast.
“What are you doing awake?” The growl still sat in his voice when he spoke, and he wasn’t surprised to see Cally swallow visibly.
“I‑I couldn’t sleep.” She took another slow step in Briggs direction, all the while she watched him as if he might run, or attack. Brigg stayed perfectly still, aware that the moment he allowed his body to move, it would go in her direction. Everything inside him homed in on the Princess. The Beast, the Rain Demon–it all focused on Cally and her bare flesh and bright eyes. The closer she got, the harder his beast was to control.
“Stop, Human.”
I love it! Thanks, Kerrianne. Don’t forget to leave a comment to be entered to win a copy of Beauty and the Beast.
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