Fire’s Kiss By Brittany Pate, blog tour, excerpt and spotlight

Fire’s Kiss By Brittany Pate, blog tour, excerpt and spotlight

Fire’s Kiss

By Brittany Pate

Fiery Seas Publishing

November 21, 2017

Paranormal Romance Fiction

Embyr tends her tavern while keeping her dangerous parentage a secret, until she’s attacked by a hellhound and saved by one of the most feared men in history.

For the last eight hundred years, Ryder McLennon, the infamous leader of Death’s Horsemen, has used his army to hunt the vampire who killed his wife. He’s earned a reputation as a murderous madman. But in Embyr, he discovers something that could turn the tide of battle in his favor. Her control over fire can reduce an enemy to ash and her flippant disregard of him heats his blood in ways no one else ever has. She’s beautiful, powerful and completely different from her violence-loving brethren.

Embyr finds herself thrust into a war she wants no part of, targeted by a vicious vampire because of her cooperation with Ryder. As she learns to wield her demonic powers without letting the madness of her race overcome her, she also has to fight her attraction to a killer bent on her seduction.

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Trailer Link: https://youtu.be/T_4tsEY2muA

 

EXCERPT FROM FIRE’S KISS BY BRITTANY PATE

CHAPTER 8

“What did you think of my city?” Ryder asked from behind her.

Embyr stood up quickly, scattering dresses all over the floor. She forced an easy smile to her lips, as if she hadn’t just been ogling him. “It’s certainly not what I expected. I suppose you belong in the middle.”

“The middle?”

She nodded. “You said not all people are good or evil. Some of them belong in the middle.”

“I thought it was understood that monsters are evil.”

“Technically, I’m a monster.”

“No. You are a woman with unfortunate parentage. I am a man who has seen and done monstrous things. My actions, the things I have done, are what make me evil.”

“But you fight a greater evil. I say that puts you in the middle. Not completely evil, not completely good.”

“Make no mistake, I seek Atrarius’s death for selfish reasons and I will kill anyone to get what I want.”

“You haven’t killed me,” she shot back, crossing her arms over her chest. “In fact, you’ve repeatedly saved my life.”

“Only because you serve a purpose.” His voice was hard as he loomed over her. She knew that stance now, the one meant to intimidate. Her chin rose defiantly. “When this is over, what do you think is going to happen to you?”

“You are going to return me to my tavern unharmed.”

“What about untouched?” he whispered, brushing his fingers across her cheek.

Her involuntary shiver didn’t escape his notice. His fingers traveled lightly over her skin and across the shell of her ear. Goose bumps rose on her skin.

Afraid he could see his effect on her in her eyes, she closed them. She took a deep, shaky breath. “And untouched.”

“Why?”

His soft voice felt like a caress. She felt him step closer, his body brushing hers. This was the most intimate she’d ever been with a man and her heart raced from the newness of it. His fingers sank into her hair. She knew she should push him away, but her body demanded just one more moment of being made to feel like a woman instead of a monster. Just a moment longer. Then she would stop it.

“Because it would be a very bad idea,” she whispered. By all the old gods, why was she responding this way? The man was evil and frightening, yet everything inside her reveled in his touch. The fingers in her hair tightening, tilting her face up. Her eyes remained closed, though she could feel his gaze on her.

“For a moment, Embyr,” he whispered, “let go of good and evil.” His cool lips settled on her throat, on the tender spot below her jaw. Her lips parted in a gasp.

He growled against her skin at the sound and kissed a line to her earlobe.

“For a moment, forget right and wrong.” He nipped gently at the lobe. “Let go and listen to your instincts.”

Oh, she couldn’t possibly do that, not when her instincts cried for him to hold her tight and kiss her until she could think of nothing else.

“Be selfish,” he urged. “Let yourself have this one moment in time.”

 

 

About the Author:

Brittany Pate lives in Texas with her husband and son. She is a longtime lover of all things fantasy and romance. When she isn’t writing, she enjoys narrating audio books and drinking entirely too much coffee.

Website: http://brittanympate.wixsite.com/brittanympate

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/brittanypatewrites/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/BrittanyPate2

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