When Prince Duncan Caldwell loses his way home and knocks on a stranger's door, looking to find shelter, he doesn't know his life is about to change forever. Not because he can't tear his gaze away from the beautiful woman who opens that door, but more so because she's a stranger yet he can't shake the feeling she belongs to him. And discovering she's been banned from his home can't stop the vortex of his feelings nor the truth of his world from crashing down on him.
This is just the beginning of the Virtus Saga, where nothing is as it seems. Not the world, since its all-pervading sex drive hides a scary lack of violence. Not the people, since soul mates Prince Duncan Caldwell and Lord Christopher Templeton share a love that is unrivaled until that fateful knock on Ylianor Meyer's dilapidated shack.
This book starts the love and the passion that entwines fiery sex into this intricate three-way relationship. It's a unique connection, laced with jealousy and violence that are unknown to their world. This is not just another erotic dark fantasy series. This is the making of a trio. Of three remarkable characters that must overcome their uncontrollable lust to face the truth about themselves and their planet if they want to defeat the darkness about to devour them. To be as one whilst three! To share power and love in equal measures. This is their real challenge, the lesson they must learn. Otherwise, how will their world survive?
IMPORTANT: Given the saga nature of this ongoing fantasy series, it is advisable to read each book in sequence.
What is something unique/quirky about you?
My husband!
Where were you born/grew up at?
Rome, Italy
If you knew you'd die tomorrow, how would you spend your last day?
Fucking
Who is your hero and why?
My cat because he's such a pussy!
What kind of world ruler would you be?
The sexiest one!
What are you passionate about these days?
Finding a good matriciana in Spain.
What do you do to unwind and relax?
I sunbathe!
Describe yourself in 5 words or less!
I am perfect!
Which of your novels can you imagine made into a movie?
All 30 of them!
As a writer, what would you choose as your mascot/avatar/spirit animal?
A cat!
What do you think about the current publishing market?
It's too crowded and the quality suffers.
Do you read yourself and if so what is your favorite genre?
Crime & legal thrillers.
Do you prefer to write in silence or with noise?
With music! Why? Cause it's a blast for the writing!
Do you write one book at a time or do you have several going at a time?
One at a time. I can't handle more at any single time.
If you could have been the author of any book ever written, which book would you choose?
Gone with the Wind.
Pen or type writer or computer?
Computer most definitely!
Describe your writing style.
Erotic Romance with an Edge.
My husband!
Where were you born/grew up at?
Rome, Italy
If you knew you'd die tomorrow, how would you spend your last day?
Fucking
Who is your hero and why?
My cat because he's such a pussy!
What kind of world ruler would you be?
The sexiest one!
What are you passionate about these days?
Finding a good matriciana in Spain.
What do you do to unwind and relax?
I sunbathe!
Describe yourself in 5 words or less!
I am perfect!
Which of your novels can you imagine made into a movie?
All 30 of them!
As a writer, what would you choose as your mascot/avatar/spirit animal?
A cat!
What do you think about the current publishing market?
It's too crowded and the quality suffers.
Do you read yourself and if so what is your favorite genre?
Crime & legal thrillers.
Do you prefer to write in silence or with noise?
With music! Why? Cause it's a blast for the writing!
Do you write one book at a time or do you have several going at a time?
One at a time. I can't handle more at any single time.
If you could have been the author of any book ever written, which book would you choose?
Gone with the Wind.
Pen or type writer or computer?
Computer most definitely!
Describe your writing style.
Erotic Romance with an Edge.
“Good evening, sir.” Lit from behind, a complete stranger stared back at him with huge green mesmerizing eyes. And what he read in them was something so unusual he could not help sinking in it. A mix of relief, happiness, anticipation and so much more jumbled together, so strong, he feared he would drown in it.
“May I help you?” As though she realized the effect she was having on him, her expression changed to a faintly mocking one.
“Yes, I…” If he hesitated, it was because he was pulling himself together and trying to recover a semblance of control. Too many emotions were surging to the fore all at once that he simply had to stop to analyze the person in front of him. At first glance, he could have sworn he had never seen her before in his life. But the second glance told a totally different story, until awareness hit him like something long repressed or unjustly forgotten.
By the gods, I know her! Which seemed as impossible as his getting lost in a territory he knew like the back of his hand. Breath caught in his throat, he checked her over one more time. Young, tall, very slim with well-shaped muscles that testified to a life on horseback, dark hair and extremely beautiful—he could not shake the weird sensation of looking in a mirror, as if she were his reflection or a twin he had somehow lost without remembering where or how. Because something about her colors and general build was impressively like him.
******
Maybe she has worked at Black Rose. But hard as he thought of the many women employed at his home over the course of his twenty-one years of age, he found no trace of a name to associate to this startling creature.
“Hem…” The woman cleared her throat. “May I help you?”
“I’m sorry, Milady.” Snapping out of his odd musings, he shifted on his feet. “But with the storm and all, I seem to have lost my way to—”
“Black Rose?” There was a note of incredulity in her voice he found a bit taunting.
“Well, I guess you know where I live.” Then again, everyone in the village knew of Black Rose.
“Also who you are, for that matter.” The hint of a smile curved her lips before she made a show of bowing. “Welcome to my humble home, Prince Duncan Caldwell.”
“All right.” No surprise here, either. He was the local celebrity after all. “Since you seem to know all about me, may I enquire on your name, Miss…”
“Ylianor.” Angling her head, she leveled her gaze with his. “Just Ylianor.”
“Who’s there?” The angry man’s voice broke the strange magic that had trapped him, rooted him to the ground it seemed, to the point he had also ignored the rain beating down on his back.
“May I help you?” As though she realized the effect she was having on him, her expression changed to a faintly mocking one.
“Yes, I…” If he hesitated, it was because he was pulling himself together and trying to recover a semblance of control. Too many emotions were surging to the fore all at once that he simply had to stop to analyze the person in front of him. At first glance, he could have sworn he had never seen her before in his life. But the second glance told a totally different story, until awareness hit him like something long repressed or unjustly forgotten.
By the gods, I know her! Which seemed as impossible as his getting lost in a territory he knew like the back of his hand. Breath caught in his throat, he checked her over one more time. Young, tall, very slim with well-shaped muscles that testified to a life on horseback, dark hair and extremely beautiful—he could not shake the weird sensation of looking in a mirror, as if she were his reflection or a twin he had somehow lost without remembering where or how. Because something about her colors and general build was impressively like him.
******
Maybe she has worked at Black Rose. But hard as he thought of the many women employed at his home over the course of his twenty-one years of age, he found no trace of a name to associate to this startling creature.
“Hem…” The woman cleared her throat. “May I help you?”
“I’m sorry, Milady.” Snapping out of his odd musings, he shifted on his feet. “But with the storm and all, I seem to have lost my way to—”
“Black Rose?” There was a note of incredulity in her voice he found a bit taunting.
“Well, I guess you know where I live.” Then again, everyone in the village knew of Black Rose.
“Also who you are, for that matter.” The hint of a smile curved her lips before she made a show of bowing. “Welcome to my humble home, Prince Duncan Caldwell.”
“All right.” No surprise here, either. He was the local celebrity after all. “Since you seem to know all about me, may I enquire on your name, Miss…”
“Ylianor.” Angling her head, she leveled her gaze with his. “Just Ylianor.”
“Who’s there?” The angry man’s voice broke the strange magic that had trapped him, rooted him to the ground it seemed, to the point he had also ignored the rain beating down on his back.
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He/she is out there, waiting just for us. Drake didn't actuallybelieve it, but when he meets Martin, something tells him ta's no coincidence, and his heart pounding, the sense's excitement, all confirmed it.Too bad he was the wrong sex to be the right sou-lmate.
Finding a soul mate was the easy part. To seduce him proved Martin's hardest challenge, for nothing in Pirate Drake's black intriguing eyes seemed to recognize the one person destiny had selected for him. But can the month between Thanksgiving and Christmas be enough to convince him to the contrary in spite of his dilemmas about gender, feelings, connections and sex, or can Pirate Drake find a way around the burning desire, the erotic heat, the uncontrollable passion wrecking his senses at Martin's mere sight?
If Drake thought it would be just another boring Thanksgiving at his parents' house, he had better think again.
Meeting a green-eyed, blonddevil out to seduce him was certainly not expected nor wanted. Still, it was frustrating, to have someone so handsome yet so unmistakably male because the sex didn't quite...add up.
Or did it?
Well, it certainly did for Martin and for his goal to find his soul mate.
To Seduce A Soul Mate, Book 1 Soulmate Series ( Laura Tolomei )
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Pages: 179
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Cover Artist: Angela Water
Release Date: 1 December 2009
Genre: Gay, Holiday, Contemporary, m/f, m/m, m/m
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