All’s fair in love and…whatever this is.
This Valentine’s Day, when a cupid accidentally shoots himself with his own arrow, he falls for a siren whose only job is to lure men to their deaths.
Charismatic and irresistibly fun, Chance Eroson is a cupid who gets a kick from pairing odd couples and being right about them. Used to getting his way, the only person who shuts him down is the siren who has ruined more than one of his pairings before they started. But his bigger problem is he wants her. He’s always wanted her.
Elodie Sirenian uses her power for good, only hunting evil men. But after so long, and so many horrible people, her cynicism has settled deep inside. She can turn on the charm when she doesn’t mean it, and they fall for it. Every single one. Every single time.
Except Chance. He’s the only person—man or god—who has ever challenged her.
But a cupid’s magic is temporary. There’s no way a true love match is possible. Not this time.
PARANORMAL ROMANCE | ADULT
Brimstone Inc. is set in the same world as both smokin’ hot dragon shifters series–Fire’s Edge & Inferno Rising!
Fun, playfully dark and steamy, bite-sized reads, each stand-alone novella
features a different paranormal creature and a different romantic trope.
Featured Creatures: cupid & siren
Featured Tropes: opposites attract, fake relationship
“So…” Elodie licked her lips, leaning closer, pupils dilated. “What happens now?”
Excellent question.
Given how hard he’d already been before the damn arrow struck, thanks to just whispering in her ear—a stupid move even at that moment—he was in trouble now. Except…except she was clearly struggling with the same reaction. And that was only possible if…
He trailed a finger down the side of her cheek, skin petal soft against his touch. She closed her eyes, leaning into him.
“You want me,” he murmured, while trying not to show the awe that realization shot through him.
He’d thought he was alone in the wanting.
A small, angry spark lit her dark eyes, turning the flecks golden, and she straightened away from his touch, only to lean forward again. “Of course I do,” she muttered haughtily, “you struck me with one of your arrows.”
Did he tell her now that the level of desire, or connection—everything the arrow did—only built on what was naturally there?
He didn’t make his couples feel things that didn’t already exist. People who didn’t know each other or didn’t have a spark of chemistry wouldn’t react to each other at all. Definitely not like this. But the ones where desire had been simmering under the surface for a while went up in flames. The ones with true liking fell in love in a blink.
He smiled softly. “What happens now is up to you.”
She frowned a little. “I don’t—”
“We have some…time…before the effects wear off.”
Her frown deepened. “It wears off?”
Chance nodded. “My job is just to get a couple…started. A basic catalyst. It’s up to them after that.”
“How long do we have?”
He shrugged. “Depends on the couple, so it’s difficult to tell.” If she took him up on what he was about to suggest, he was damn well hoping for days.
She crossed her legs. Rubbing them together in an unconscious gesture and he knew exactly why. Because her body needed the same thing his did. Release. Immediate release. And only release delivered at his hands.
“So, what is up to me exactly?” she demanded.
His siren was getting antsy.
“You have two choices. Go home and lock yourself away until this wears off. A few days at most. It will be uncomfortable, but you can do it.”
“Uncomfortable how?”
He narrowed his eyes. She knew. She just didn’t want to admit it. Chance leaned in, hands on the bar on either side of her, forming a cage of sorts. Lips to her ear. “Option 2,” he said, letting the heaviness of need sink into his voice so that she couldn’t mistake it. “We have a LOT of fun together.”
She was already tense against him and yet trembling. Resisting so hard.
But he wasn’t going to talk her into this. It had to be her decision.
Only…gods he wanted her. He’d always wanted her. But no way he was pressuring her. He wanted the woman in his bed willing, eager even.
“Okay.” Her answer came in a whisper.
Not good enough. He shook his head. “No. You’re going to have to tell me what you want. I need to be clear.”
✭✭✭✭✭ Loved it! A cupid full of charm and an enchanting siren just might be the best mythological combination possible! ~Romance Novels 4 the Beach
✭✭✭✭ If you are a fan of this author, grab it. If you love Paranormal Romance then grab it. And if you are a fan of themed (Valentines Day) romances, then this one will have you smiling most of the way through it. ~The Reading Cafe
✭✭✭✭ This was a delightful little fantasy romance tale about a seemingly ill-matched couple… Definitely a book that I recommend for a fun, romantic, dirty, and sweet read, all on the way to their very own happily-ever-after! ~So Few Books
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Publisher | Date:
Blue Violet Publishing | Feb 2022
Age/Heat Level: Adult
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Tropes: Paranormal Creatures & Contemporary Romance Tropes
