New Release: Clash of Storms
Clash of Storms
Legends of the Storm, Book 3
The old eddas speak of dreki—fabled creatures who haunt the depths of Iceland's volcanoes and steal away fair maidens.
Malin wants none of such myths. As a half-blood dreki, she's beneath the notice of the arrogant warriors who rule the skies—except for Sirius Blackfrost, the most ruthless dreki within the court. This dark prince watches her every move, but he's more villain than hero, and in her favourite fairy tales the servant never earns the prince's heart. But is there something more to the look in the Blackfrost's eyes?
To love her would be to curse her to a fate worse than death…
The second he saw her, Sirius knew her for his fated mate. But Malin is a nobody in the dreki court and her very presence is a threat to the queen's ambitions for him. Forced to hide the truth and accept the match his queen has made for him—to mate with the princess Malin serves— he dares not reveal his heart.
But when the princess flees, he must find her—and his only clue is Malin, who aims to thwart him at every step. With danger surrounding them, they must forge a truce. But can Malin ever give this wicked prince her heart? Because, while Sirius's kiss burns through her like lightning, to love him would be to defy the stars themselves…
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“I suppose the rumors are true then.”
“Rumors?”
“That you're cold as ice, both in and out of bed.”
“Where the hell did you hear something stupid like that?” Cold in bed? The very idea affronted him.
“It's whispered all around court,” Malin said. “Sirius Blackfrost's bed is as cold as his heart, and no woman can melt him. Many— apparently— have tried.”
“My bed has been cold for many a moon”— ever since she showed up at court and his dreki caught scent of her— “but I assure you once I have a woman in my sheets, she won't be complaining of frostbite. You were right about one thing though. Any woman in my bed will be screaming, but the word on her lips will be my name.”
“You sound awfully certain of that,” Malin shot back, but he could feel her tremble a little. And it wasn't from the cold.
“I am certain.” He turned his face into the side of her neck and breathed in her scent. The dreki within him subsided to a dull burn, content she was in his arms, but Sirius couldn't stop himself from pushing her, just a little. “Perhaps, if you're so curious about my bed, you should invite me into yours. Put this little theory to the test.”
