SEDUCED BY CHAOS, the fifth story in my Magical Seduction series, will release on March 4.
Tall, dark and handsome, the guy walks into Lacey’s bar like he’s expecting to be hit with a hail of bullets. There’s something about him that draws her but Lacey has a secret. One that could threaten her freedom, her very life if it’s exposed. One night of magical sex and all bets are off as Lacey’s secret catches up with her. Teo will risk everything, including himself, to keep her safe. And make her his.
The cover is amazing and here's a brief excerpt to whet your appetite.
“Hi there.” She let her lips curve in a welcoming smile. “What can I get you?”
After a brief second, he lifted his head.
And oh, Sweet Mother Goddess, the guy was freaking gorgeous.
Lacey felt her eyes widen but caught herself before she became a complete idiot and drooled.
He wasn’t classically handsome. He didn’t have the refined edges of Cary Grant or the casual elegance of Paul Newman.
He looked like the all-American boy-next-door dialed up a notch and infused with the brazen masculinity of the Etruscans.
He had a strong nose that tilted up slightly at the end, making him look years younger than he probably was, but his broad forehead, square jaw and high cheekbones were all male.
And that mouth… Tinia’s teat, the man’s mouth should be cast in bronze. Strong lower lip, full cupid-bow upper lip. Made for kissing.
Then she looked into his eyes and the boy-next-door image shattered as she saw something she recognized all too well.
Heat flared in his beautiful hazel eyes when he looked at her. Heat and a strong dominance that should have made her run for the door.
She’d seen that look before, had learned to fear and dread it.
But strangely enough, she felt no fear here. Instead, those eyes drew her in. Such an unusual color, they were brown, flecked with green and blue sparks so bright, she swore they glowed.
Damn, she was staring. Not good.
“I’ll take a lager,” he said finally. “Whatever you’ve got on tap.”
Wow, the guy’s voice matched those looks, a slow, sexy cadence low enough to make her tingle from head to toe and every place in between. And she did mean every place.
She hadn’t had that happen in… Well, she hadn’t had that happen to her ever.
Shaking some sense back into her head, she gave the guy a smile she hoped wasn’t too bright. “Coming right up.”
She hightailed it back to the bar, cursing herself all the way.
* * * * *
Teodoro de Feo watched the bartender walk away, feeling like she’d just stuck a pugio blade through his gut and twisted.
Lust, strong enough to nearly topple the internal walls he kept around his amentia, the madness lurking in his very cells, broadsided him. If he’d come equipped with warning lights, they’d be flashing bright red right now.
He’d never had such a strong reaction to a woman before. He’d grown comfortable believing he never would.
Maybe Rio and Rosie were right. Maybe he had been stuck in his apartment way too long with nothing but work to do.
But when you were an Etruscan linchetto, a night elf, with the handicaps he’d acquired… Well, he’d learned to spend a lot of time by himself and like it. Or at least pretend to like it.
Still, he wasn’t so out of practice that he hadn’t seen through her glamour, the thin veil of magic she used to muddy her features into blandness.
Seemed she was hiding too. Which was a damn shame because she was a classic beauty along the lines of Audrey Hepburn. High cheekbones. Huge eyes tilted up at the corners. A full mouth that made a man wish she’d wrap it around his cock.
And if her mouth didn’t incite thoughts of sex, her body would make any red-blooded man want to get her out of her clothes. Especially those unflattering baggy jeans and that oversized button-down shirt. Even her shoes were scuffed black Converse high-tops. Not exactly high fashion.
What was she hiding from?