Blood Chained
by Eden Ashley
Publication date: November 18th 2014
Genres: Paranormal Romance, Young Adult
Publication date: November 18th 2014
Genres: Paranormal Romance, Young Adult
Sometimes great evil is necessary to keep what you love most.
After centuries on the run, Rhane can avoid justice no longer.
Primes have called him home and now he must finally answer for the sins of his
past. But the situation in Rhane’s homeland is far worse than anyone could have
imagined, and the judgment Rhane faces is a brutal one. Even relying on the
strength of the immortal Banewolf, the man he has become may not survive.
Kali and the other kin work tirelessly to secure Rhane’s freedom,
but many obstacles stand in their way. Wesley offers a solution that hinges
upon resuming a dangerous search for the Siren’s Heart. Trusting him, she and
the kin set out once again to find the elusive artifact, believing Rhane and
Warren’s freedom can be bartered in exchange for the statue. But other
creatures are searching for the Heart. And with greater resources and a head
start, their enemies may reach it first.
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When another
presence entered the locker room, Kali halted her pacing. “You’re late,” she
said without turning around. He hadn’t made a sound, but somehow she felt him.
That was happening a lot lately.
“Sorry. But
I seem to have my own classes to attend. And they’re across town, at the
university.” Callan’s blue eyes seemed happy to see her. His voice was light
and teasing, a stark contrast to the sharpness in hers. Scowling, he glanced
around the small space that smelled of female hormones and sweat. “Tell me
again why you insist on meeting here.”
She folded
her arms. “You know I can’t sneak away from the boys. It wouldn’t be fair to
them. And it could be dangerous.”
“Okay. I
accept that.” He took a step closer. “But you can at least stop being so
uptight.” He fingered a stray curl, only making her heart ache even more for
Rhane. “Everyone is working together to keep you safe.”
She didn’t
move away. “I know.”
“It’s always
good to see you.” He came even closer, invading her intimate space as if it
were his to claim. She could tell he was hungry to touch her, to be touched. To
be used.
She hated it
when he got like this. He was a tool, an object of convenience. Nothing more
could ever evolve of their situation. But sometimes, it was like Cal had
forgotten the terms of their arrangement.
Taking a
seat on the bench put more distance between them. She hoped the move would help
remove some of the heat from Cal’s eyes. Unfortunately, it also meant he now
towered over her. The position of dominance only elevated the tension.
She needed
to change the subject. “Why are you attending classes? Surely, Gabriel the
mastermind has better things to do than study English 101. Scheming for world
conquest sounds more up his alley.”
Cal smiled.
“Oh he’s scheming alright.” He took a seat next to her, watching her face
earnestly. “I still have a life of my own.”
“No.” She
closed her eyes. “You forfeited your life to Gabriel.”
“I’m here
now.”
“And so is
he. His fate is your fate. You can never be without him.” She didn’t understand
how Cal failed to understand that.
“We’ll have
to agree to disagree, babe.” He reached for her, stopping when she pulled away.
His brow wrinkled. “Are we doing this or not?”
“You know I
have to.”
“Then stop
being so cold.”
“I don’t
enjoy this.”
“I think you
do, sometimes.”
A knife of
pain stabbed into Kali’s chest and twisted. Was it guilt? Did Cal’s words hold
some truth? She bit her lip. The hurt it brought grounded her thoughts to the
task at hand. “Let’s get it over with.”
Cal rolled
his eyes. “That’s better.”
She frowned.
“This is strictly business.”
“Right,” he
agreed, but didn’t sound convinced.
Kali didn’t
care if he agreed. She only needed him for one thing. Still, his hands were
eager as they beckoned her closer, held her so tenderly against him. His lips
closed around her mouth, cool to the touch. He remembered well and sought to
please her, stroking everywhere she liked. Her ears, the back of her neck, the
swell of her breast—his gentle caresses found the most sensitive parts of her,
coaxing Kali into heightened arousal. She had felt more with him than with any
other before Rhane. But with Cal there was always darkness. Feeding from him
left her with angry thoughts and violent urges almost too compelling to resist.
Daily matches against the kin helped channel those powerful inclinations,
giving her rage an outlet.
But when
Kali reached for his spark…this time things were different.
Threads of
light had woven into the darker pitch of his aura. Intense purples and royal
blues replaced black and gray emptiness. Something had tempered the savage
coldness, cultured his humanity.
Cal was
different.
Nearly
losing the moment when his hands slipped beneath her blouse, Kali redirected
her focus. She had to take the necessary energy hard and fast. The more he
touched her, the deeper he fell. The more things got confusing. She needed to
get this over quickly for both their sakes.
Pressing her
hands on either side of his face, Kali drank deeply, urgently. Cal’s lips grew
colder. His fingers chilled against her skin. Still, she drank. His spark
dimmed and darkened, almost recoiling from her touch. But she pulled it back,
sating her thirst. His fingers tightened, dug painfully into her skin. A tremor
rippled through his body. Cal shuddered, sagged against her. Then she released
him.
Cal sat
dazed for several long moments. Then his eyes cleared and he jerked as if
suddenly emerging from deep sleep. He was panting as he stood up, wobbling
unsteadily on his feet. “Shit, Kal.” He moved away from her, to the corner of
the room. “Did you have to take so much?”
“Sorry. The
hunger is getting worse.”
“I can’t say
I haven’t noticed. What are we up to, twice a week now?”
“Sometimes
three.” Her reply was absent. She straightened her clothes, busy considering
something weighing on her mind for a while now. “I need to figure out how to do
this without making out with you. I’ve fed without intimacy once before. I know
it’s possible.”
“You don’t
have to.” Though he still sounded a tad breathless, Cal moved close to her
again. “I prefer things this way.”
“And you
know I don’t.” Hurt written plainly in his expression, she regretted her words.
There was no sign of the arrogant and selfish boy she dated a year ago.
“He left
you, Kali.”
“He’s coming
back.”
His fingers
squeezed her wrist, and those piercing blue eyes locked onto hers. “But what if
he doesn’t?”
“Callan,
don’t.” Fearing what holding that gaze would to do him, she pulled away to
gather her things. It was time to go.
But Cal
wasn’t ready to leave yet. “If things were different…we could have a chance.”
His face was hopeful, imploring for something Kali couldn’t give. “I can make
you happy this time. I know it.”
“I
appreciate all you’ve done for me…everything you keep doing.” She averted her
eyes, unable to look at him. It seemed that she was destined to hurt him. Her
very design made it unavoidable. “But Rhane is my soul mate. I will find him.
And I will bring him home.”
I'm Eden Ashley and I was born and raised in a small, sunny
town in South Carolina. However, it's the thunderstorms that inspire my
best ideas. There are few things I love more than curling up with a good
book and a cup of coffee on a rainy day, (except maybe chocolate cake. I
love cake.) often reading into the wee hours of morning when
something really grabs me. I pretty much love anything with supernatural
elements, so writing paranormal romance and fantasy romance seems to
be a natural fit.
My first novel, Dark Siren, is best described as paranormal romance artfully wrapped within a plot chock-full of action, adventure, and edge-of-your-seat suspense, while the series has evolved to become a journey of redemption and second chances as two characters understand that sometimes committing evil is necessary to protect what is loved most. I took the siren from Greek mythology (and borrowed a little from mermaid lore), creating an entirely different creature, with its own mythology, and one that Publisher's Weekly praised for its passion and complexity. This is not just another werewolf/shapeshifter romance or vampire romance. I think this is a story that both adults and teens can enjoy, full of characters to fall in love with!
I love getting feedback! For the latest news on upcoming sequels and other novels, find me on my website: http://edenbynite.blogspot.com
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/EdenAshleyAuthor
Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/Eden_byNite, for writing tips, publishing help, and daily updates.
My first novel, Dark Siren, is best described as paranormal romance artfully wrapped within a plot chock-full of action, adventure, and edge-of-your-seat suspense, while the series has evolved to become a journey of redemption and second chances as two characters understand that sometimes committing evil is necessary to protect what is loved most. I took the siren from Greek mythology (and borrowed a little from mermaid lore), creating an entirely different creature, with its own mythology, and one that Publisher's Weekly praised for its passion and complexity. This is not just another werewolf/shapeshifter romance or vampire romance. I think this is a story that both adults and teens can enjoy, full of characters to fall in love with!
I love getting feedback! For the latest news on upcoming sequels and other novels, find me on my website: http://edenbynite.blogspot.com
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/EdenAshleyAuthor
Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/Eden_byNite, for writing tips, publishing help, and daily updates.
I love the cover of this book:)
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