One thing I did to help with the emotional crash of the ending of the Olympics was check out a debut book from author Paloma Beck. Ms. Beck has brought a new story to the paranormal genre with some very unique twists and gave us some sexy new Alpha heros!
Lustful Cravings Paloma Beck Secret Craving Publishing
Sin Sisters Book 1
Seven sisters are entwined in a legacy bigger than anyone ever expected. One by one, they will find their mates from the immortal Valendite breeds and secure their place in history. Each sister embodies one of the seven deadly sins only to be cast aside once claimed. But claiming comes at the price of separation, causing a weakening of their combined powers, which none want to happen... until Layla, holding the sin of lust within her body, locks eyes with Madden.Madden is one of the strongest of the Valendite Breed, a group of near-immortal men originating from the Italian Wars in the 1500s. Today, the Valendite Breed serve as the Terrorist Elimination Unit (TEU), their only weakness being their body’s need for a mate to carry on the Breed. So now that Madden has found Layla, he will never let her go.
With forces mounting up against the Breed, Madden and Layla will need to rely on their powers combined to get them to their Pronouncement.
ISBN: 978-1-61885-352-3
Cover Artist: Dawné Dominique
Word Count: 36545
Formats: HTML, PDF, LIT, EPUB, MOBI
Cover Artist: Dawné Dominique
Word Count: 36545
Formats: HTML, PDF, LIT, EPUB, MOBI
Buy Link: Lustful Cravings
Layla’s writing career, though unconventional for a member of the Magdalena Circle, fit her perfectly. Alone in this room, she created the most amazing adventures, the most wonderful romances and worlds people typically called fantasy. Only Layla knew better. She wrote of the world she lived in. Now, most certainly, her stories would take on a different flair.
“Your scent is all over this room. I don’t smell the others so strongly here,” Madden looked as if he was trying to solve a puzzle.
“This room was designed for me. We each have our favorites and this is mine. It’s my office.” She smiled at the thought of him already knowing her scent. Her mother used to tell stories of her father being able to discern her in a room filled with women by her scent alone. She craved that kind of love. She was ready to have her mate but so terrified of the unknown. Why hadn’t she taken more care to learn the history as her mother had tried to teach?
“Ah, you like to read,” he smiled down at her.
“Yes. And I write,” Layla paused for his reaction but seeing nothing more than a nod, she asked, “Do you like to read?”
“Yes,” Madden answered as he looked along some of her shelves, “but unmistakably you and I do not read the same things.” He was holding one of Layla’s books with a scantily dressed cowboy on the front, clearly teasing her. His smirk brought light to his pale face and made her laugh aloud. Delight showed in Madden’s silver eyes as he watched her. They flashed green as she looked away. Layla’s heart thundered for a brief second before she regained her composure. She was not going to let Madden control this mating. Who was stronger would be determined tonight.
She walked over to the wet bar she had installed for her convenience and grabbed two bottles of beer. She handed one to him and sat in the chair closest to the fireplace. “How old are you?” Layla asked him.
“Is it important?” Still perusing her bookshelves, Madden didn’t bother to turn to her as he answered. However, when she didn’t answer him, he turned to her.
“To me, it is. I want to know everything about you,” Layla acknowledged, hoping to lure him in to answering her questions.
“I’d prefer not to sit in an interrogation.”
“And I’d prefer not to be mated with a man I don’t know just because I lusted after him. Guess neither of us is going to be happy tonight.” She scrunched up her nose in a way only her father thought was endearing, but Madden didn’t even blink as he walked closer to her. He chuckled once and leaned down to stroke his finger along her nose.
“Not going to work, Layla Love.” He laughed again as she just stared up at him. How’d he know? And why exactly didn’t it work? Would none of her powers work on him? Crap. She never did see her mother use magic on her father. He shook his head and smiled.
“I think I like you,” he said as he turned and moved to sit in the chair across from her.
“What a beautiful thing to say to the woman you’re trying to seduce.”
“Oh, but aren’t you mistaken? There is no seduction necessary. We are destined.”
“Are you calling me easy?” she blurted out without thinking. He was messing with her senses again.
Madden laughed loudly at that, a full belly laugh. His laugh echoed into every corner of the room. Layla liked how she could make him laugh. She actually thought she might like this man, too. Though he was no pushover—on the contrary, he seemed like an alpha hero she liked to write into her books—the challenge he presented her with would be quite frustrating, she was certain.
Once he stopped laughing and realized that she sat stoically waiting for his teasing to end, he said, “I truly do like you, Layla, smart mouth and all.”
She rolled her eyes but kept her smile. “I think I could try to like you,” she teased.
Madden smiled and nodded his head, taking a sip of his beer and watching Layla over the bottle. It seemed that he never really took his eyes off her and it was unnerving. She felt naked or at least like he was picturing her naked. Flushed with rosy cheeks, Layla couldn’t decide which was worse. She adjusted herself in her chair, uncomfortable with such intense attention.
“Are you picturing me naked?” she squealed, her voice sounding high even to her.
He raised his eyebrows, which made him look even sexier. “Why would you ask that?” He sounded so innocent; though his emotions were still new to Layla she could read Madden well enough to know innocence was not a word to describe this man.
“I feel different when you look at me.”
“Hmm. Different how?” He was stalling. She knew it. Why must he answer all her questions with questions? That had to stop.
Excerpt # 2(Adult Content)
Layla came awake to a marvelous sensation between her thighs that had her moaning. She recalled the dinner they’d shared on the patio the evening before, overlooking magnificent fields of grapes. His housekeeper had laid out a full spread of delicacies for them before she left for the evening. They enjoyed them and each other, talked for hours and watched as the sun set over the vineyard. And she recalled retiring to bed again after dinner and being taken by Madden again, this time with more strength that she matched readily. Layla was again amazed by what this man—this legend—did to her.
“Madden,” she purred.
“My love,” his words were but a breath against her moist folds as he only paused to respond before returning to his feast.
“This is a wonderful way to wake me.” Her stomach cramped as tightness began building. Her pussy clenched at the fingers she felt entering her oh-so slowly and spasmed to grab hold and pull them in deeper.
“Then it is what I will do every morning.” Madden increased the pressure of his fingers until he pressed deeper inside her. Then he licked the edges of her core with his tongue in such tortuously gentle thrusts that Layla wanted more. No, she needed more. “I need more. Please, Madden,” Layla could hear the pleading in her own voice and knew Madden could hear it as well. Still he removed his fingers and she moaned as her need for him rose higher.
“Tell me what you need, Layla love. Tell me what I can give you.” His tongue pumped in and out of her pussy, leaving Layla to imagine his cock doing the same, to imagine the stretch and fullness that left her so content. She was panting and shaking with need, so wet, her juices leaked from her along her thighs.
Layla knew what she needed most from Madden, but she couldn’t speak the words. To voice her needs and prove to him that she truly needed his touch was too much, too soon. “Please, Madden.” She was so wet, so hot and her pussy was so sensitive, it nearly hurt with every stroke of his tongue.
“Love, you need only tell me what it is you would like from me, and it will be yours.” Madden quirked his lip up, grinning, he raised his eyebrow, and waited for her response. He was playing with her. God, she loved it. No, she should hate it.
He perched himself between her legs now and held her wide open to his gaze, but she could no longer feel him on her thighs or between her legs, where she most needed his touch. She needed to feel him. “I want you, Madden.” Layla’s voice was not her own. Who was this vixen he had created?
“But I am already yours.” He was going to force her to say the words and she was certain she was close to giving in. She needed to close her thighs and he wasn’t allowing it. She would get no relief unless she asked Madden to give it to her.
Madden sucked both fingers into his mouth, wetting them. Drawing his fingers up her torso toward her chest, he left his eyes locked on her breasts and licked his lips. Then his damp fingers twisted her already sensitive nipples until they were rosy red and distended. She arched her back towards him and he laughed. “What is it you want, Layla love?”
“Please, Madden. Be inside me. I need you inside me,” the words rushed from Layla’s lips before she could think. And it was just that simple as Madden shifted ever so slightly so that his cock slid inside her and all was right. All was perfect. Their eyes locked. Layla couldn’t look away.
Madden moved in and out of her with such ferocity as Layla strained to clutch him with her inner muscles. So slick, his cock nearly slipped from her with every pull. His thrusts were so determined, so strong, and pleasure and pain merged as he pumped his hips in a quick motion that led her to the very edge of orgasm. She couldn’t catch her breath. She was so close but then he stopped and pulled himself from her.
She whimpered, “No. Don’t stop. Please, Madden.”
He flipped her so quickly onto her stomach, she didn’t have time to process that he was already re-entering her slick core even as she begged. In this position, he filled her completely as she submitted to his taking. Power tore through her body and heated her blood, licking over her nipples and her clit. With no way to move but to push back into his thrusts, Layla simply gave herself to her mate, feeling a sense of joy at how he cared for her.
As her orgasm finally overtook her, her last thought was how she had everything she needed in Madden. Suddenly, she couldn’t remember what life had been like before she belonged to him.
Review
What a fabulous beginning to a new series from first time author Paloma Beck. She has created a world with new and different paranormal characters with unique abilities. She packed a LOT of story into 100 pages and left me wanting more.
Madden is a member of the Valendite Breed, which is a race of immortals who have some vampire characteristics, in that they take blood to sustain their immortality.
Layla is a member of the Circle of Magdalena a race of women who are the destined mates of the Valendites with powers and a curse all their own. Each Magdalena woman has one of the seven deadly sins as her soul sin and depending on that sin has either had to fight to control it or has never experienced it.
Layla's soul sin is lust and it is a feeling that she has never experienced in her life until the night that she runs into Madden at a bar on a girls night out with her sisters. Panicked, Layla runs from Madden but there is no denying what she feels for him and Madden is letting her get away that easily.
What you think is a love story between two people becomes a rare Tre Adoro between Madden, Layla and Anton, who is a Valendite, but a different kind. They have a symbiotic relationship and one that is so strong no one could survive without the other two.
There are so many layers to this book that you will find yourself at the end wanting much more. I had so many questions that weren't fully answered that if I could I would buy the next book right now just to learn more about these people. It's not just a love story, there are elements of suspense in the TEU storyline that I hope are brought out more in the following books.
If you are looking for something different, gripping and sexy then pick up the first in the Sin Sisters series, Lustful Cravings and indulge.
RATING: 4 Chocolate-Dipped Strawberries This book was given to us by the author. Many thanks.
Excerpt # 1
The library was her favorite room in the house. Designed as her haven, she spent hours here surrounded by the friends she found in all the books she read. It was simple for Layla to live a quiet life. Some might say she didn’t live a life at all, but that’s not how she saw it.
Completely aware of her own reluctance to mate, Layla guarded herself against any potential sensual cravings. She was all too aware when the moment came for her to find her mate and her body allowed her to feel lust for the first time, her future would belong to another. She couldn’t lust without sacrificing her soul, and until she had seen Madden tonight, she hadn’t been prepared to make that sacrifice. Even now, she still wasn’t certain.
Layla’s writing career, though unconventional for a member of the Magdalena Circle, fit her perfectly. Alone in this room, she created the most amazing adventures, the most wonderful romances and worlds people typically called fantasy. Only Layla knew better. She wrote of the world she lived in. Now, most certainly, her stories would take on a different flair.
“Your scent is all over this room. I don’t smell the others so strongly here,” Madden looked as if he was trying to solve a puzzle.
“This room was designed for me. We each have our favorites and this is mine. It’s my office.” She smiled at the thought of him already knowing her scent. Her mother used to tell stories of her father being able to discern her in a room filled with women by her scent alone. She craved that kind of love. She was ready to have her mate but so terrified of the unknown. Why hadn’t she taken more care to learn the history as her mother had tried to teach?
“Ah, you like to read,” he smiled down at her.
“Yes. And I write,” Layla paused for his reaction but seeing nothing more than a nod, she asked, “Do you like to read?”
“Yes,” Madden answered as he looked along some of her shelves, “but unmistakably you and I do not read the same things.” He was holding one of Layla’s books with a scantily dressed cowboy on the front, clearly teasing her. His smirk brought light to his pale face and made her laugh aloud. Delight showed in Madden’s silver eyes as he watched her. They flashed green as she looked away. Layla’s heart thundered for a brief second before she regained her composure. She was not going to let Madden control this mating. Who was stronger would be determined tonight.
She walked over to the wet bar she had installed for her convenience and grabbed two bottles of beer. She handed one to him and sat in the chair closest to the fireplace. “How old are you?” Layla asked him.
“Is it important?” Still perusing her bookshelves, Madden didn’t bother to turn to her as he answered. However, when she didn’t answer him, he turned to her.
“To me, it is. I want to know everything about you,” Layla acknowledged, hoping to lure him in to answering her questions.
“I’d prefer not to sit in an interrogation.”
“And I’d prefer not to be mated with a man I don’t know just because I lusted after him. Guess neither of us is going to be happy tonight.” She scrunched up her nose in a way only her father thought was endearing, but Madden didn’t even blink as he walked closer to her. He chuckled once and leaned down to stroke his finger along her nose.
“Not going to work, Layla Love.” He laughed again as she just stared up at him. How’d he know? And why exactly didn’t it work? Would none of her powers work on him? Crap. She never did see her mother use magic on her father. He shook his head and smiled.
“I think I like you,” he said as he turned and moved to sit in the chair across from her.
“What a beautiful thing to say to the woman you’re trying to seduce.”
“Oh, but aren’t you mistaken? There is no seduction necessary. We are destined.”
“Are you calling me easy?” she blurted out without thinking. He was messing with her senses again.
Madden laughed loudly at that, a full belly laugh. His laugh echoed into every corner of the room. Layla liked how she could make him laugh. She actually thought she might like this man, too. Though he was no pushover—on the contrary, he seemed like an alpha hero she liked to write into her books—the challenge he presented her with would be quite frustrating, she was certain.
Once he stopped laughing and realized that she sat stoically waiting for his teasing to end, he said, “I truly do like you, Layla, smart mouth and all.”
She rolled her eyes but kept her smile. “I think I could try to like you,” she teased.
Madden smiled and nodded his head, taking a sip of his beer and watching Layla over the bottle. It seemed that he never really took his eyes off her and it was unnerving. She felt naked or at least like he was picturing her naked. Flushed with rosy cheeks, Layla couldn’t decide which was worse. She adjusted herself in her chair, uncomfortable with such intense attention.
“Are you picturing me naked?” she squealed, her voice sounding high even to her.
He raised his eyebrows, which made him look even sexier. “Why would you ask that?” He sounded so innocent; though his emotions were still new to Layla she could read Madden well enough to know innocence was not a word to describe this man.
“I feel different when you look at me.”
“Hmm. Different how?” He was stalling. She knew it. Why must he answer all her questions with questions? That had to stop.
Excerpt # 2(Adult Content)
Layla came awake to a marvelous sensation between her thighs that had her moaning. She recalled the dinner they’d shared on the patio the evening before, overlooking magnificent fields of grapes. His housekeeper had laid out a full spread of delicacies for them before she left for the evening. They enjoyed them and each other, talked for hours and watched as the sun set over the vineyard. And she recalled retiring to bed again after dinner and being taken by Madden again, this time with more strength that she matched readily. Layla was again amazed by what this man—this legend—did to her.
“Madden,” she purred.
“My love,” his words were but a breath against her moist folds as he only paused to respond before returning to his feast.
“This is a wonderful way to wake me.” Her stomach cramped as tightness began building. Her pussy clenched at the fingers she felt entering her oh-so slowly and spasmed to grab hold and pull them in deeper.
“Then it is what I will do every morning.” Madden increased the pressure of his fingers until he pressed deeper inside her. Then he licked the edges of her core with his tongue in such tortuously gentle thrusts that Layla wanted more. No, she needed more. “I need more. Please, Madden,” Layla could hear the pleading in her own voice and knew Madden could hear it as well. Still he removed his fingers and she moaned as her need for him rose higher.
“Tell me what you need, Layla love. Tell me what I can give you.” His tongue pumped in and out of her pussy, leaving Layla to imagine his cock doing the same, to imagine the stretch and fullness that left her so content. She was panting and shaking with need, so wet, her juices leaked from her along her thighs.
Layla knew what she needed most from Madden, but she couldn’t speak the words. To voice her needs and prove to him that she truly needed his touch was too much, too soon. “Please, Madden.” She was so wet, so hot and her pussy was so sensitive, it nearly hurt with every stroke of his tongue.
“Love, you need only tell me what it is you would like from me, and it will be yours.” Madden quirked his lip up, grinning, he raised his eyebrow, and waited for her response. He was playing with her. God, she loved it. No, she should hate it.
He perched himself between her legs now and held her wide open to his gaze, but she could no longer feel him on her thighs or between her legs, where she most needed his touch. She needed to feel him. “I want you, Madden.” Layla’s voice was not her own. Who was this vixen he had created?
“But I am already yours.” He was going to force her to say the words and she was certain she was close to giving in. She needed to close her thighs and he wasn’t allowing it. She would get no relief unless she asked Madden to give it to her.
Madden sucked both fingers into his mouth, wetting them. Drawing his fingers up her torso toward her chest, he left his eyes locked on her breasts and licked his lips. Then his damp fingers twisted her already sensitive nipples until they were rosy red and distended. She arched her back towards him and he laughed. “What is it you want, Layla love?”
“Please, Madden. Be inside me. I need you inside me,” the words rushed from Layla’s lips before she could think. And it was just that simple as Madden shifted ever so slightly so that his cock slid inside her and all was right. All was perfect. Their eyes locked. Layla couldn’t look away.
Madden moved in and out of her with such ferocity as Layla strained to clutch him with her inner muscles. So slick, his cock nearly slipped from her with every pull. His thrusts were so determined, so strong, and pleasure and pain merged as he pumped his hips in a quick motion that led her to the very edge of orgasm. She couldn’t catch her breath. She was so close but then he stopped and pulled himself from her.
She whimpered, “No. Don’t stop. Please, Madden.”
He flipped her so quickly onto her stomach, she didn’t have time to process that he was already re-entering her slick core even as she begged. In this position, he filled her completely as she submitted to his taking. Power tore through her body and heated her blood, licking over her nipples and her clit. With no way to move but to push back into his thrusts, Layla simply gave herself to her mate, feeling a sense of joy at how he cared for her.
As her orgasm finally overtook her, her last thought was how she had everything she needed in Madden. Suddenly, she couldn’t remember what life had been like before she belonged to him.
Review
What a fabulous beginning to a new series from first time author Paloma Beck. She has created a world with new and different paranormal characters with unique abilities. She packed a LOT of story into 100 pages and left me wanting more.
Madden is a member of the Valendite Breed, which is a race of immortals who have some vampire characteristics, in that they take blood to sustain their immortality.
Layla is a member of the Circle of Magdalena a race of women who are the destined mates of the Valendites with powers and a curse all their own. Each Magdalena woman has one of the seven deadly sins as her soul sin and depending on that sin has either had to fight to control it or has never experienced it.
Layla's soul sin is lust and it is a feeling that she has never experienced in her life until the night that she runs into Madden at a bar on a girls night out with her sisters. Panicked, Layla runs from Madden but there is no denying what she feels for him and Madden is letting her get away that easily.
What you think is a love story between two people becomes a rare Tre Adoro between Madden, Layla and Anton, who is a Valendite, but a different kind. They have a symbiotic relationship and one that is so strong no one could survive without the other two.
There are so many layers to this book that you will find yourself at the end wanting much more. I had so many questions that weren't fully answered that if I could I would buy the next book right now just to learn more about these people. It's not just a love story, there are elements of suspense in the TEU storyline that I hope are brought out more in the following books.
If you are looking for something different, gripping and sexy then pick up the first in the Sin Sisters series, Lustful Cravings and indulge.
RATING: 4 Chocolate-Dipped Strawberries This book was given to us by the author. Many thanks.
Wow! What a wonderful review and excerpt. I know what I'll be rewarding myself and reading once my book is finished!!! Great job!
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