Book Blurb ~
Dagney Night, a sought-after succubus, is no stranger to blazing hot sex. But as Valentine’s Day approaches, she longs for something more. When oddly erotic paintings arrive for display at her art gallery, arousing everyone who views them, she wonders about the mysterious artist who created the works.
Maxwell Raines, a fire-sex demon, lives a life of solitude and seclusion behind the walls of his compound at Sleepy Hollow, channeling his lustful impulses into his art—until his muse deserts him and his temperature rises past the danger point. He needs sex. Now.
When Madame Evangeline arranges a torrid Valentine’s 1Night Stand for them, will the flames of their encounter be too hot to handle?
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Genre: Romance, Erotica, Fantasy
Format: ebook
Release Date: January 30, 2013
Buying Links: Amazon Barnes & Noble Decadent ARe
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About the author:
Taryn Kincaid lives in beautiful Bora Bora. Or wishes she did. When she's not parasailing up and down the Hudson River, taking care of her aging pet walrus, or volunteering at the local animal shelter [oh, HELL, no], she loves to arrange her voodoo doll-pin collection and practice chanting. Taryn is dedicated to eradicating the Kardashians and Honey Boo-Book from the face of the earth, along with The Bieb and sparkly vampires. At this moment, she is busy adjusting the tin foil to throw the CIA (Culinary Institute of America) off her trail. She hangs around a lot on Facebook and Twitter with her trillions of fans and pops in at Goodreads from time to time. You can catch her on her website, http://tarynkincaid.com, and her blog, http://dreamvoyagers.blogspot.com where she lives for comments!
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Excerpt
Dagney
followed her sister’s glance, and her heart flipped like a gymnast unable to
nail a vault. Darkness swathed the gallery with the exception of the lights
above or below each of the paintings. The large man emerging from the shadows
held her rapt. Waves of pure, unadulterated lust smacked her with such force
she didn’t even see Lily and Campbell leave. The blast of raw desire crumpled
her to the floor. Her gaze remained riveted on the tall hunk of ferocious male
stalking toward her, radiating undiluted carnality. He set something carefully
on the floor and grasped her by the elbows, his touch surprisingly gentle when
he lifted her to her feet.
“I’m
Maxwell Raines.”
Yeah. No kidding. Who else could a guy so hot, so studly, possibly be?
She
told herself not to swoon. Ordered herself not to swoon. But, Goddess, that
rumbling voice. More potent than a train barreling over the tracks. And he
smelled so good. Sinfully masculine. A bit of musk, a bite of pine, an essence
of dark, smoky nights. Sexy scents. Reminiscent of tangled satin sheets that
had been given a good work-out.
Her
legs turned to rubber, and she doubted they’d support her on their own. She’d
be mortified if he’d have to scrape her puddled body up again. But he hadn’t
yet relaxed his grip. Could she bullshit her way through the meeting without
collapsing? “You’re late,” she said.
“I’m
never late.”
“Well,
the party’s over, Mr. Raines.” She waved a hand around the empty room.
“Depends
on your perspective.”
“You’re
big on perspective, are you?”
“I’m
a painter.” A brief shrug accompanied his blunt words. “Obvious connection.”
“Right.
But as you can see, everyone’s left.”
“You
haven’t.” He gazed down at her, a black brow flaring. “And you’re what I’m here
for.”
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