Series Name: Dark Warriors #5
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
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Dr. Veronica Reid is a world-renowned archeologist whose Druid abilities help her to unearth ancient magical items. The arrival of the all-too-attractive and charismatic Arran MacCarrick puts her on the defensive when he begins to question how shereally finds her artifacts…until an unknown foe attacks and Ronnie discovers that Arran has a secret as great as her own. Together, they unleash an all-consuming passion that won’t be denied…
Immortal Warrior Arran is on a mission to find the spell to bind the god within him. But one look at the impossibly beautiful Ronnie and he knows there is more to her than meets the eye. With danger lurking around every corner and an undeniable hunger that grows with every kiss, Arran must reveal who he is to keep Ronnie from his nemesis. Now he is left with no choice but to fight—or fall—for the woman he loves…
Teaser Excerpt:
Arran parked the Range Rover and looked through the windshield at the chaos before him. A sizzle of magic rushed over him. He was definitely in the right place.
The magic was ancient and...potent. It made him smile, but that smile froze when a different feel of magic swarmed him. It left him breathing hard, need filling him until he could see nothing, feel nothing but the exquisite magic.
A Druid.
There was a Druid at the site. And he was going to find the Druid as soon as he could. The only thing that kept him from searching immediately was that the magic wasn’t evil.
The magic was ancient and...potent. It made him smile, but that smile froze when a different feel of magic swarmed him. It left him breathing hard, need filling him until he could see nothing, feel nothing but the exquisite magic.
A Druid.
There was a Druid at the site. And he was going to find the Druid as soon as he could. The only thing that kept him from searching immediately was that the magic wasn’t evil.
Saffron had told him the excavation sight was run by Dr. Ronnie Reid, who was a premiere archeologist, and one of the best to ever come out of the field.
Arran had also been warned that Dr. Reid ran a tight operation, so he’d have to be careful while he searched for any clues to the missing spell and the Druid he’d just felt.
Not that Arran was concerned about this Dr. Reid. He would put himself in the good graces of the man, and make sure Reid saw Arran was a good worker. Once that was established, then Reid would leave him alone. Thereby giving Arran the time he needed to look around.
He sighed. He’d thought this mission would be a quick one, but as he watched the dozens of people moving back and forth from the different dig sites hauling away dirt while others were prone on the ground dusting possible finds with what looked like paint brushes, Arran realized this was going to be anything but simple.
In all likelihood he’d been here several weeks. Mayhap months.
Not that he was upset about it. With no more evil to fight, Arran was bored. It wasn’t that he wanted evil around, it was just that the god inside him craved battle, yearned for bloodshed.
Demanded death.
What better way to appease his god than by battling evil?
Arran let out a long sigh. There would be no clashes at the dig site, which meant he would have to find another way to work off some of the pent up energy he felt thrumming through his body.
Exerting his muscles with physical labor was just the thing.
Arran opened the door and got out of the Range Rover. The wind howled across the land, slamming into him just as the magic had done, and a glance at the evening sky showed that rain was on the way.
He closed his door and quickly opened the back passenger door to grab his duffle and backpack. Saffron assured him that lodgings would be made available. In a way Arran was hoping there wasn’t anything. It had been a very long time since he’d slept under the stars as he’d used to do four hundred years ago.
After adjusting the bags on his shoulders he closed the door and looked at the site once more. The magic was bade him, the sensual feel of it like kindling on a fire.
Desire pumped, scorching and burning, through him as his gaze scanned the area. With every breath a yearning he’d never felt before filled him and grew until it consumed him, engulfed him.
Devoured him.
Where was the Druid? There was hunger such as he’d never born. Every bone in his body urged him to find the Druid posthaste. It had to be the Druid who was causing such...desire.
The need was pulling him under, dragging him down a chasm of craving so dark and deep there would be no coming back from it. If he didn’t do something soon, he would be lost.
About the Dark Warriors Series...
The Dark Warriors series is a continuation of the Dark Sword series and connected to the Dark Kings series.
The books in the series are:
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