Title: NikolaiAuthor: S.L. Jennings
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: Nov 11, 2013
Series Reading Order:
# 1 - Dark Light
# 2 - The Dark Prince
# 2.5 - Nikolai
# 1 - Dark Light
# 2 - The Dark Prince
# 2.5 - Nikolai
BLURB:
Complete and utter Darkness.
I know we’re supposed to be inherently evil, but something inside me refuses to fully believe our legends. Something that calls out for more…calls out for her.
But there are rules. Rules that control the balance of nature. And if broken, it could destroy everything I’ve ever known. It could destroyme.
I am Nikolai Skotos, son of Stavros and Delia, and brother of Dorian, the heir of the Dark throne. I am one of the most powerful Dark forces to have ever walked this earth.
And I once was lost.
Now, I’m about to give it all up for the girl that found me.
*This is a PREQUEL NOVELLA for the Dark Light Series, NOT Book 3, to be read AFTER reading Dark Light & The Dark Prince*
EXCERPT:
I stand at the foot of the bed, gazing down at the naked
bodies twisted in rumpled satin sheets. Pale moonlight kisses their skin,
making them appear ethereal, ghostlike even.
So beautiful. So soft. So weak.
I lean forward, propping a knee onto the mattress, and
position myself between their sleeping forms. My fingers graze their soft skin,
leaving a trail of goose bumps in their wake. I inhale their combined scents,
picking up traces of alcohol, sweat and sex. And something else. Something more. It invades my lungs and bursts in
my chest, sprouting tingling warmth in my extremities.
Magic.
Just a drop between the two, but it will do. These days,
it’s harder and harder to find more than that. In a willing donor, that is.
I lay down facing the brunette, my hands exploring the soft
contours of her body. I brush her cheek with the back of my hand. She was
stunning once- I can tell. But her indulgences have aged her. Her vices, her
weaknesses, have not been kind to her. She’ll die before her time, I’m certain
of it.
“Wake,” I whisper. Instantly, her eyes open, and once her
pupils adjust to the dark, she smiles.
“Hey,” she says, caressing my bare chest.
I give her a slight smile and cup her face between my hands.
“Look at me.”
She complies instantly, looking back at me with trusting,
brown eyes. Eyes that will forget that they ever saw my face. They dilate
within seconds and her body relaxes against mine. She’s completely open to me- her thoughts, her
actions…all mine. But most of all, her magic. The tiny trace concealed in her
bloodline flows freely into my body as I inhale the base of her neck. I moan
and let my teeth graze her throat.
Fuck, it feels good. It always does, transcending any
measure of human pleasure. Breathing is beyond feeling. Beyond physical
sensation. It’s complete and utter euphoria, exploding in every synapse. It’s
feeding your soul and making love to your spirit. It’s life itself.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Some of S.L.’s devious lies:
FEAR OF FALLING
AFRAID TO FLY (sequel to Fear of Falling)- not yet released
THE DARK LIGHT SERIES
v Dark Light
v The Dark Prince
v Nikolai (a Dark Light novella)- coming November 2013
v Light Shadows- not yet released
TAINT- coming soon
THE DARK LIGHT SERIES
v Dark Light
v The Dark Prince
v Nikolai (a Dark Light novella)- coming November 2013
v Light Shadows- not yet released
TAINT- coming soon
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