Release Date: May 12, 2020Publisher: Bailey Brown PublishingAdd to Bookbub
Adam Hartzler has always been an honorable immortal, but the fine line between right and wrong begins to blur when he is called to his true mate. If he does not find and claim her soon, he will lose his soul and humanity, transforming into a vile predator controlled by insatiable bloodlust, sentenced to a demonic and tortured eternity as a vampire.
Adam sets out on a quest to hunt his mate and claim her before it is too late. His salvation relies on his destined mate’s surrender, but when she refuses to cooperate, Adam must set aside his morals and do what is needed to survive. Time’s slipping away with his control, and his territorial instincts refuse to let her go.
Annalise Snow awakens on a primitive farm removed from modern civilization and in fear of her life. Her captor is determined to keep her prisoner and believes he is somehow entitled to her future. But she will not surrender easily. When Adam asks for the ultimate sacrifice, she must decide if he lives or dies.
Passion and emotion collide in an explosive meeting of destined souls, but love is never a guarantee, especially when eternity begins with betrayal.
Lifting a towel from the basket in the corner, he shut his eyes and inhaled, pressing the fabric to his nose. His body instantly hardened, his instincts driving him to her bed where she slept soundly. She lay in the center of the bed, dwarfed by the large mattress. Her limbs twisted in the white sheet. Waves of copper and gold splayed across the pillow. So still. So delicate. So … his. Satisfied with God’s selection, he studied his prize. His salvation. His future. Hisbeautiful Annalise. Hooking a finger into the sheet, he slowly drew the blanket toward the foot of the bed. A simple undershirt, covering little more than her breasts, gave a transparentpicture of her curves. Narrow ribs tapered into a tiny waist he’d be able to span with his hands. Her hips flared, as a healthy woman’s should. His head cocked as the sheet fell to the side, exposing her legs. A wisp of material, too small to be considered a garment, covered her sex. “What evil is this?” He inhaled deeply, wondering at the strange covering. Females of the order wore handmade undergarments, loosely fitting with ties. The men wore nothing under their clothes. But this… Lowering to the bed, he sat gingerly beside her hip and studied her. The overwhelming need to touch her, mark her, stole through him hard and fast, leaving all other instincts second. He wanted to feed from her vein as his body throbbed inside of hers, filling herwith his seed. He wanted to possess every part of her—mind, body, and soul. “Beautiful, Annalise,” he whispered. Unlocking his fists, he traced the back of his finger along the soft white expanse of her thigh. Goosebumps prickled her flesh, and a small moan escaped her throat. “You will know my touch and feel it often.” Drawing slow whirls over her hip, his fingertip treaded lightly across the elastic of her minimal undergarment. Her skin showed like ivory in the moonlight. Silver pools of blue painted her pale skin. She was a masterpiece. Hard points formed under her shirt as he dragged his exploring finger up her arm. He ached to trace his touch over the turgid tip but refrained. A soft moan slipped past her plump lips and her legs shifted, her hips burrowing into the mattress. Could she sense his desire? His need to touch and possess her left him shaken. Withdrawing his caress, his gaze traveled over her torso. Each breath expanded her ribs and lifted her breasts. His inspection climbed the narrow column of her throat and stilled at herfluttering pulse. Arousal slammed into him. A bone deep hunger ached inside of him, begging him to claim her. His tongue traced under his fangs as he leaned closer, breathing in her delicate fragrance, feeding off the scent of such a vulnerable offering. So small. So fragile. So in need of a mate. His jaw widened— He sprang off the bed, startled by the powerful trance she held over him. It was as if she had him under some sort of spell. Forking a hand through his hair, he paced silently. He wanted her now, consequences be damned. How long would he have to wait? Would it really matter? Their futures were decided. Why not now? Battling with his conscience, he crouched at the foot of the bed, his greedy staretraveling up her legs. His thumb dragged along the inside of her ankle, glidingupward to her knee and pulling her legs apart. Her scent intensified. Closing his eyes, he breathed her in. This was his mate, his one and only, his ainsicht. The beat of her heart seemed to complement his, like the tease and retreat of the ocean waves beating back the banks of the shore. The rush of blood pumping through her veins rattled his concentration. It sung to him, a siren’s call that compelled an answer. His skin burned like the tongues of a fire, licking at his insides, his burning desires heating his blood to volcanic degrees. He needed to leave. Now. Taut as a bow, he forced himself away from the bed for her protection. Never had he fought such temptation. Carnal images assaulted him. Her body clinging to his, flesh gliding over flesh. Nails digging into muscle. Fangs piercing skin. His cock throbbed, pleading that he take her and claim what was rightfully his. Heart hammering against his ribs, he staggered back from the bed. His control was slipping. If he touched her now, he’d break her.
Lydia Michaels is the award winning author of over 35 romance novels. She is an iBooks Bestsellers and her work has been featured in USA Today. She is the two-time winner of the Author of the Year Award from Happenings Media [2018 & 2019]. In 2015 she won The Best Author Award from The Courier Times. She is a five time nominee for the prestigious RONE Award. Her books are intellectual, emotional, haunting, always centered around love.
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It is actually extremely smart when you think about it. I mean the Amish are very overlooked in this country. A hidden sect among the Pennsylvania Dutch that is completely self sustaining and has no need to mix with the outside world would be a terrific place for immortals to hide without fear of discovery or persecution. Would people on the outside really ever notice that they are not getting older?
They grow all their own food, make their own clothes and furniture, have very little need for money or anything from the outside world unless one of them is called to find their mate. Adam Hartzler is called to his mate and he goes on a journey to find her. His animalistic nature takes over during the hunt for her and he is drawn closer by dreams he has had of her. His kind only dreams when they are called to a mate and they share those dreams with their mate.
Adam can smell her honeysuckle smell from the dream in the air and it draws him to her. Her name is Annalise Erin Snow, she works in a bar and is a college student studying to be a nurses assistant. Adam has limited time to find her and complete the bond or eventually the animalistic nature inside will take over his humanity and he will stop at nothing to mate with her, possibly killing anyone and anything in his path to find her.
When Adam does find Annalise he has a huge task ahead of him. He is not the kind of man to just take what he sees as his. He wants Anna to choose to be with him and to open the door to loving him. He knows that if he takes what is not freely given that would start things on a betrayal and she would hate him for it. So he sets out to do whatever he can to prove she can trust him. Though it is impossible to do in the “English” world. Or as we would say, in “America”, since we haven’t thought of ourselves as English in hundreds of years.
But trust doesn’t come easy when Annalise is taken from her home and brought to his. Anna sees how women are treated by the men in their community. They are taught to obey the men in everything and treated like second class citizens. Not to mention the fact that they live in the seventeenth century as far as modern conveniences go. Anna is not used to wearing dresses that cover every inch of her body and bonnets with her hair all pinned up underneath in on hot summer days.
I could certainly handle the living conditions in exchange for immortality and a lifetime free of disease and sickness, but being subjugated like that certainly would not be worth the trade off to me. Anna takes her time deciding what she will do, knowing that refusing is basically a death sentence for Adam. She fights every step of the way and there are forces at work that nobody in the community is aware of. Especially when Annalise has dreams that don’t include Adam, but someone else.
The book is actually pretty fantastic, though it does go back and forth quite a bit on what Anna will decide. But you can really feel for her. She is extremely attracted to Adam. The scenes between them get quite steamy and both Adam and Anna are falling for each other, but the decision is heart wrenching as well. The author handles it all very well and the supporting characters are terrific.
I voluntarily read and reviewed an advanced copy of this book. All thoughts and opinions are my own.