Tempted by a Rogue Prince, the third book in New York Times best-seller Felicity Heaton’s hot new paranormal romance series, Eternal Mates, is now available in ebook and paperback. To celebrate the release, she’s holding a FANTASTIC GIVEAWAY at her website.
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Tempted by a
Rogue Prince and the Eternal Mates series is set in the same world as the
Vampire Erotic Theatre series, so if you’re a fan of that series, you will love
Eternal Mates. Throughout this series, you’ll have a chance to catch up with
the cast of the Vampire Erotic Theatre series and learn more about their world.
In Claimed by a Demon King, you’ll get to visit the theatre, and some of the
favourite characters in the Vampire Erotic Theatre series.
Here’s more
about Tempted by a Rogue Prince, including an excerpt from this paranormal
romance novel.
(Eternal Mates Romance Series Book 3)
Felicity Heaton
An elf prince on the verge of losing himself to the darkness, Vail is maddened
by the forty-two centuries he was under the control of a witch and forced to
war with his brother. Now, he roams Hell seeking an escape from his terrible
past and the heads of all who bear magic. When demons of the Fifth Realm
capture him, he sees a chance to end his existence, but when he wakes in a cell
to a beautiful female, he finds not death but his only shot at salvation—his
true fated mate.
Captured by the enemy of the Third Realm
when the war ended, Rosalind has spent months in the cells of the Fifth Realm
with her magic bound, forced to heal the new king’s demon warriors, and haunted
by the lives she has taken. When she’s brought to heal an unconscious man, she
discovers her only hope of escape has come in the form of her worst nightmare
and the first part of a prediction that might spell her doom—a devastatingly
handsome and dangerous dark elf prince.
Unwilling to fall under the control of
anyone ever again, Vail must escape before the Fifth King can use him as a pawn
in a deadly game of revenge, but he cannot leave without Rosalind, the woman
who looks at him with dark desire in her stunning eyes and awakens a fierce
hunger in his heart. A witch who drives him mad with need even as the darkness
within whispers she will enslave him too.
Can Rosalind escape her fate as they embark
on a journey fraught with danger and resist the temptation of her rogue elf
prince? And can Vail overcome the memories that madden him in order to seize
his chance for salvation and the heart of his fated female forever?
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Books in the Eternal Mates paranormal romance series:
Book 4: Hunted
by a Jaguar – coming in 2015
Tempted by a Rogue Prince – Excerpt
Rosalind stared at the unconscious male
lying on the stone slab in the middle of the cell. Torchlight from the corridor
beyond the thick metal bars lining one side of the dank windowless room
flickered across his battered and bruised body, darkening every ugly mark and
deep gash, and all the blood that stained him.
Was it his or had he hurt the bastard
demons who had put him here?
She liked to think he had given them hell.
Mostly because she couldn’t.
He hadn’t stirred in the five minutes she
had been kneeling beside him, transfixed by the sight of him. He lay as if
dead. Only the slight rise and fall of his chest was indication otherwise.
His hands rested on his stomach, his wrists
bound by the same heavy metal cuffs that held hers. She wanted to find whoever
had discovered this metal and how to impregnate it with a spell and blast them
to hell. The manacles weakened her, stripping her of her powers. The only one
available to her was the ability to heal, and she only had that one because the
new Fifth King of the demons had given it back to her so she could heal all of
the warriors who had been injured in the war with the Third King.
A war the Fifth Realm had lost when the old
Fifth King had lost his head.
A war she had fought in on the side of King
Thorne of the Third Realm.
A war that had changed her forever.
Since returning her ability to cast healing
magic, the new Fifth King had used her whenever he had needed someone fixed,
forcing her to do his bidding, and up until today, all of her patients had been
demons belonging to his army.
But this man was no demon.
Her knees ached from pressing into the damp
uneven stone floor but she couldn’t take her eyes off him. He radiated dark
energy that warned her away, telling her that he was dangerous, even as she
felt drawn to him, snared by an unbreakable pull towards him.
Shuffling caught her attention and she
looked across the unconscious man to the cell opposite his. A handsome man with
long dark brown hair flecked with gold tied back with a thong and an unkempt
beard leaned against the thick stone wall close to the bars of that cell, as
bare-chested as her companion, although his skin was flawless with the
exception of the fae markings that tracked up his arms and over his shoulders.
An incubus.
Rosalind muttered a protection spell
beneath her breath, even though it wouldn’t work. It was a habit with her. She
preferred to arm herself against an incubus’s charms before he could use them
on her, luring her under his spell and having his way with her. Code of honour,
her arse. These men pretended in public that they upheld their vow to never use
their powers to seduce a woman who didn’t want to be seduced, but in private
they employed those powers without a flicker of regret or care about their
victim. She had seen it.
The man eyed her patient, blue and gold spotting
his green irises, a sign of his incubus nature as much as the markings that
announced his lineage.
“Let him die,” the man said, his voice a
low growl of warning without a shred of compassion, and the swirls, dashes and
spikes of his fae markings shimmered in hues of dark blue and burnished gold.
Not anger. She knew that an incubus’s markings flared crimson and obsidian when
they were angry. Judging by the look in his green eyes, this was something more
like apprehension.
Why?
Rosalind glared at him and flicked her
knotted blonde hair over her shoulder in defiance. “It isn’t in my nature to
ignore the needs of another, especially if I feel I can help them, and I do
feel I can help this man.”
He was gaunt though, sick and not from his
injuries. His skin was sallow and grey, and he was too thin, the bones visible
in the backs of his dirty hands. Many of his nails were cracked, caked with
grime and dried blood.
“Let him die,” the incubus whispered. “This
one isn’t worth saving, Little Girl.”
Rosalind turned her glare on him again.
“Why do you say such nasty things? Do you know him?”
The incubus dropped his green gaze to the
man, narrowed it, and then shifted it back to her. “Only by reputation, and if
I were in your place, I would kill him and not save him. By killing him, you
could be saving many lives, one this man may take if you allow him to live.”
Rosalind looked at the man in question, a
cold heavy feeling pulling her insides down. She knew he was dangerous, but she
knew nothing else about him. She didn’t know the incubus from Adam either, and
for all she did know, he could be a compulsive liar or a sadistic bastard
itching to get a hit of pleasure from watching her kill an innocent man.
She lifted her hand with the intent of
touching her patient’s arm and funnelling a spell into him to sense whether the
incubus was telling the truth about him, and remembered that such spells were
beyond her right now. Locked away. She had never been without her magic. It was
unsettling, strange, and left her feeling vulnerable.
The man on the cold stone slab before her
twitched and moaned, the sound strained and filled with agony that tore at her
and compelled her to help him.
“I don’t have power over this man’s life,”
she whispered to him in reply to the incubus, her eyes fixed on his face,
taking in the dark circles beneath his eyes and the hollows of his cheeks. “I
don’t have the right to choose whether he lives or dies.”
“Because the demons told you to heal him?”
the incubus said.
“No.” Rosalind shook her head and looked
across at him. “Because it isn’t in my nature to do such a thing. I will heal
him.”
The man scoffed. “And you will live to
regret it, Little Girl.”
“I’m not a girl. I’m over one hundred years
old… and do I look like a girl to you?” Rosalind stood and ran her hands down
her tattered black dress, the traditional garb of a witch on duty.
The incubus’s eyes followed them, the blue
and gold in his irises increasing, and he muttered, “No.”
He turned away, pressing his bare back
against the bars of his cell and revealing the twin lines of markings where
they joined between his shoulders and formed a line down his back that ended in
a diamond above the waist of his low-slung black jeans.
At least he would be quiet now. She hoped.
Healing always required focus, and something told her that this time it would
need the highest level of concentration she could manage.
Something else told her that the incubus
might be right. She might regret healing this man. If he was as dangerous as he
felt, he might well kill her upon waking.
But maybe that would be what she deserved
after the things she had done.
About The Author
Felicity Heaton is a New York Times and USA Today
international best-selling author writing passionate paranormal romance books.
In her books, she creates detailed worlds, twisting plots, mind-blowing action,
intense emotion and heart-stopping romances with leading men that vary from
dark deadly vampires to sexy shape-shifters and wicked werewolves, to sinful
angels and hot demons! If you're a fan of paranormal romance authors Lara
Adrian, J R Ward, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Gena Showalter and Christine Feehan then
you will enjoy her books too.
Felicity Heaton is a New York Times and USA Today
international best-selling author writing passionate paranormal romance books.
In her books, she creates detailed worlds, twisting plots, mind-blowing action,
intense emotion and heart-stopping romances with leading men that vary from
dark deadly vampires to sexy shape-shifters and wicked werewolves, to sinful
angels and hot demons! If you're a fan of paranormal romance authors Lara
Adrian, J R Ward, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Gena Showalter and Christine Feehan then
you will enjoy her books too.
If you love your angels a little dark and
wicked, the best-selling Her Angel series is for you. If you like strong,
powerful, and dark vampires then try the Vampires Realm series or any of her
stand-alone vampire romance books. If you’re looking for vampire romances that
are sinful, passionate and erotic then try the best-selling Vampire Erotic
Theatre series. Or if you prefer huge detailed worlds filled with hot-blooded
alpha males in every species, from elves to demons to dragons to shifters and
angels, then take a look at the new Eternal Mates series.
If you want to know more about Felicity,
or want to get in touch, you can find her at the following places:
Website: http://www.felicityheaton.co.uk
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Omg, this book was brilliant and I know Felicity is writing the next book in this Fab series. Woo Hoo bring it on!
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