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In my new release, Claimed By The Succubus, my hero is not actually a hero. I guess you can say he’s an anti-hero. He has his reasons for being the way he is. Reasons you may or may not agree with. However, it’s hard not to fall in love with the bad boy. And Shun’Uhl is definitely a bad boy, well, dragon. Today, I’m going to let Shun share with you, five reasons why he doesn’t believe in true love. Enjoy!
Five Reasons Why I Don’t Believe In True Love – From Shun’Uhl
1. On my world, True Love is only found between mates. My world has been at war for so long, most mates have either died in battle or were never born because their ancestors died in battle. You only get one True Mate. I believe mine died before I ever got a chance to meet her. Therefore, love is not in my future.
2. I’m okay with living a life without love. Love makes you weak. When in love, you not only have to worry about keeping yourself alive, you have to worry about keeping your mate alive. And if you lose that person, you’ll feel like your life is over. I despise weakness of any form.
3. Love is a distraction. I’m a soldier. I’m given orders. I follow them. I don’t have time for distractions. The safety of my people depends on me always having a clear head.
4. Love is contagious. Trust me, I’ve seen this for myself. When one of your friends find love, all of a sudden, they become cupid. They want you to find love too. They want you to be just as happy as they are. Some of us are content being alone. I’m content, just the way I am.
5. Last but not least, love makes you foolish. I’ve seen good soldiers make bad decisions because of love. Once you find love, you no longer put your people, or your brethren first. You put the one you love first. Your decisions are now based on what will make that person happy and to hell with anyone else. My first loyalty is to my king, then to my people. I have no room in my heart or mind for love. For those of you who do believe in love and who seek it, I pity you. To those of you who don’t, I salute you. Love is for fools. Don’t be foolish.
Claimed By The Succubus Blurb
She is Izeria’Ahzul, the long-lost daughter of my king. She was raised away from our people and knows nothing of her heritage. Our kind are a myth to her. She doesn’t believe we exist and there’s no way she’ll believe she’s one of us.
I am Shun’Uhl, the soldier ordered to return her to my king’s side so she can marry a royal and produce an heir to save our people. To get her to trust me, I shed my beastly form and take on the form of someone she knows. I choose unwisely. The form I’ve selected is a male she despises.
The more time I spend with her, the more she comes to like me. And though I’ve tried to resist, I find myself falling for her also. Her feelings for me will change once she learns of my deception and sees how I really look. Part of me wants to complete my mission and return her to her father. Another part of me wants to remain in this form forever and spend my life with Izeria.
I have a choice to make: be honest with the female I love and risk losing her or lie to her for the rest of our lives. Unfortunately, the choice is made for me when we come under attack and I have to release my beast to protect her.
Now it is she who has to make a choice: Me and my beast or a kingdom?
Claimed By The Succubus Excerpt
I have her.
This is going smoother than I’d thought it would. There will be a wrinkle in my plan once she realizes I’m not taking her to Earth. For now, all is well. Or, as well as it can be, considering I’m stuck in the form of an Uranian.
At least I am not locked in my parents’ basement like the real Jacob Bollinger is. His family will find him, one day. For now, I will pretend to be him for as long as the princess believes this lie.
I have to act like an Uranian. I have to be nice and polite. I have to talk and pretend I like talking. I don’t. I hate it. I like being alone, just me, my ship and the stars. She walks next to me, carrying the backpack with her rodent inside.
I’m not a pet person. Never had one. Never wanted one. However, I cannot force her to leave her friend’s animal behind. We’ll figure out what to do with the thing once we make it to my world.
We have a long, cold walk ahead of us. I expect her to complain at some point. She has yet to do so. Her silence is refreshing. She’s nothing like the female awaiting me on my homeworld.
Danya’Osal is a beautiful female. Some say she is the most beautiful female in our galaxy. Having her as my wife will be an honor. She was chosen for me by my king. She comes from a high-society family.
She will be good for me. Yet, the day I laid eyes on Danya was nothing compared to this day, when I saw Izeria in the flesh for the first time. I had not expected to have such a physical reaction when I saw her.
A shock wave sizzled over my body when I first stared into her brown gaze. Her picture did her no justice. I thought her beautiful before I saw her. Now, I think she’s stunning.
The beast inside of me is intrigued by her also. He keeps pushing me, urging me to move closer to her, to invade her personal space and sniff her. Her scent is calling to him. He yearns to touch her, to see how her skin feels.
I ignore my beast. This female is off limits for a multitude of reasons. Me having sex with her would violate not only my personal beliefs, but it would also violate my agreement with the king.
I’ve agreed to return her to the North Drahken Territory so she can marry a royal and cement a bond between our territory and the territory to the west. I glance in her direction to find her staring down into the bag that contains her friend’s pet.
She looks so young, so vulnerable. She is not built for my world. And she is naïve. She apparently doesn’t like the owner of the form I have shifted into, yet, she’s allowing him to escort her off her world.
She’s not wise when it comes to making life decisions. And I can tell from her lack of muscles that she’s no fighter. She has to be strong for what is to come. The beings of my world will chew her up and spit her out at the first sign of weakness.
And weakness is a stench this one wears as a perfume. I do not understand why my beast is tempted by her. Normally, we go for the tougher, more capable females. Those who are warriors, those who fight for our people. Those like Danya.
Izeria is none of those things. Though I have chosen a form she doesn’t like, I am not upset that I did. It means I can ignore her for the rest of the trip and she will not care. I’d thought I would have to spend the trip pretending to be her friend, at least until we made it out of this galaxy.
Once we are in my own star zone, I can drop the pretense. I can reveal to her what and who I am. Will she be unhappy with me? Of course. Not my problem. My job is to keep my hands off her and return her to the king in one piece.
Her happiness is not important to me.
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Hi, my name is Siren Allen. I’m a writer and lover of all things supernatural and romantic. I reside in southern Mississippi where I write steamy romances that are guaranteed to make you blush. When I’m not listening to the characters in my head and jotting down their adventures, I am busy working as a Clinical Laboratory Technician.
I love to travel, preferably with my husband, so he can do all of the driving. I enjoy time with my family, who are just as silly as I am. My hobbies are reading, writing and shopping, though I hate trying on clothing. If I wasn’t a writer or a Laboratory Professional, I would probably be a Secret Agent.
But that’s the beauty of being a writer. You can create your own world and be whoever you want to be. In my imaginary world, I am Queen and my siblings are my minions.
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