Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Book Barrage for Vanished Pride #4 in the Seven Sin Sisters Series , Excerpts and Giveaway

Vanished Pride
Series: Seven Sin Sisters Series, Book Four
Genre: Erotic Paranormal Romance
Elements: Adult language/ Explicit Sex/ Consensual Adult Spanking
Author: Paloma Beck
Publisher: Secret Cravings Publishing
ISBN: 9781618855671
Page Count: 94 pages

Seven sisters are entwined in a legacy larger than ever expected. One by one, they’ll find their mates from the Valendite Breed, a group of near-immortal men, and secure their place in history. The trouble now is Paige has too much pride to go down easily. When confronted by her mate, she convinces him to wait.

Donovan agrees to Paige’s plan until things around him start to go wrong. He’s losing his concentration, making mistakes on critical missions for the Terrorist Elimination Unit (TEU), and now he’s assigned as Paige’s bodyguard. Donovan’s only weakness is his need for a mate to carry on the Breed. Now that he’s found Paige, the time has come for him to claim his mate. Taking Paige in hand might be the only choice he has as forces continue to mount against the Breed. Their Pronouncement will need to be sooner rather than later.



Knocking once, Donovan entered Madden’s office. The stare of his boss, no, his friend, immediately met him. “We have to talk.”
Donovan grinned, “Those aren’t words you like to hear.” Trying for casual, but suspecting Madden saw right through it, he took a seat and waited.
“Look, Van, I’ve been trying to piece this together for a while now. Shit, maybe even since my own Pronouncement. Something has been off with you. I didn’t plan to get all in your business, but this rut you’re in affected your decision-making in the field. Now I have no choice.” Madden paused and when Donovan said nothing, he continued, “This is going to sound crazy but I think you may have unknowingly made contact with your mate.”
With that statement, Donovan whipped his head up. Madden shouldn’t have figured it out yet, and Van surely didn’t even know. Could he deny knowing anything? He could either play into Madden’s assumptions, or he could come clean. Maybe Madden had something to help Donovan work through this mess.
Jumping in with both feet Donovan said, “I know who my mate is.”
“That’s great,” Madden responded without thought. Then he paused, considering, “then why this mood? And why haven’t we met her?” He cocked his head. It was obvious Madden knew something wasn’t right.
“She asked for time,” Donovan explained.
“What are you talking about? You don’t have time once you’ve made contact. The Claiming is inevitable.”
“Yes, it’s inevitable but not necessarily compelling enough to be immediate.” Donovan shook his head, the absurdity of this conversation taking hold.
“The hormonal surges have to be doing a number on both of you,” Madden hypothesized.
“She’s taking herbs and I’m…handling it-”
Interrupting, Madden said ironically “not very well, Van. You’re not handling it well. No Valendite Breed could handle this situation well. I’ve never heard of such a thing before. What were you thinking?”
“I was thinking if I let her come to me on her own terms, she’d find a way to love me.” Donovan stood and walked to the window where he didn’t have to see the look of sympathy play across Madden’s face. “It’s Paige,” Donovan offered.
“Layla’s sister, Paige?” Madden’s voice was raised and Donovan couldn’t be sure what had him so angry.
“Yes. I tried to talk to her at your Pronouncement. She seemed scared and I remembered Layla, how difficult it was for her, and I couldn’t do that to Paige. I took the next few mission assignments with Seamus to keep out of dodge.” He paused, as if watching the scenes play out before him. “Then at Caedon’s Pronouncement, when I saw her, something snapped and now I can barely fight off the need to claim her.”
“Then I sent you on the recovery mission that went to hell,” Madden filled in.
Donovan nodded. “I was glad to leave again. She still wasn’t ready, says she has these goals and mating will change everything and she can’t leave behind everything she’s worked for.”
“She runs a bakery, right? Who says that has to change?”
“She’s competing in some baker’s competition in France next month. Her goal is to achieve master baker and then she’ll take time off to mate,” Donovan explained what he knew from listening in on Paige’s conversation with her sisters.
“It doesn’t work that way. You don’t plan a mating, a claiming. For Goddess’s sake, you both are getting weaker even if you don’t realize it yet. What were you thinking, Van?” Madden’s voice grew steadily louder until all at once, his voice cut off. Clearing his throat, he asked, “Does my mate know about this?”
Donovan swallowed but held his tongue.
“Donovan. Now. I want the truth right now.”
Donovan nodded. “She’s bound through a silence pact.”
“Dammit. Listen to me Donovan, and heed my warning. You need to claim your mate. You realize Paige’s soul sin is pride. This is the only thing holding her back. She can’t allow something to control her so she calls the shots.” Madden stood and walked over to Donovan. He placed his hand on Donovan’s shoulder and squeezed. “You, my man, are going to have to call the shots now.”


Donovan dangled his fork laden with chocolate cake in front of Paige. “Take a bite.”
“I can feed myself,” Paige snipped.
“I know. I just wanted to have some fun. Play along, Principessa.”
With the slightest hesitation, Paige opened her mouth and took in the bite. She moaned her pleasure as she closed her mouth and savored the rich decadence as Donovan pulled the fork from between her lips. His eyes were fixated on her mouth even as he took another forkful and placed it in his own mouth.
“Delicious,” Donovan’s voice was deep and rough, full of the lust he was finding difficult to reign in.
He fed them alternating bites and watched as she enjoyed the moment. For once, she almost seemed unconcerned, unhurried and, dare he suggest it, relaxed. Unable to stop himself, Donovan leaned in to lick a tiny smudge of the chocolate sauce from her lip. When she didn’t flinch—thank the Goddess—he brushed his lips against hers, this time for a kiss. It was gentle and slow at first, until she responded with her own need, and then he couldn’t help but deepen the kiss. Paige sighed ever so gently and opened to him. He ran his tongue along her lips and inside her mouth. She was delicious; a tempting blend of chocolate and desire.
Touching her after being denied all this time made him tremble with need. She was an exquisite beauty and yet…magical. It was as if he held a fairy in his palm, so delicate and soft. Donovan wanted to feel this power between them for all time. His mate was spectacular.
Suddenly she pulled away. “Stop this,” Paige said as she pushed against his chest with her tiny hands. Donovan was huge, broad compared to her slighter frame, and his muscles bulged as he took deep breaths to steady himself. He reigned his power in and sought self-control. Perhaps bringing her around wasn’t going to be as easy as he thought. He needed a way to show her she needed him as much as he needed her.
“Principessa, that was a close call. I can’t play this game of red light-green light with you without ramifications.” Only a fraction of the warning contained in Donovan’s eyes was conveyed by his tone.
“I need to focus on the Coupe du Monde. Once it’s over, once I’ve accomplished that, I can give myself to you.” Paige used her high-pitched, sweet-as-sin voice that seemed always to get him to agree. He was on to her now though, and it was not going to work this time.
“Here’s the thing about that, Princess, you don’t get to choose the when.”
“Yes, I do,” Paige actually crossed her arms in front of her chest and pouted, “And stop calling me Princess. I know you don’t mean it nicely.” She actually sounded hurt. Goddess, he wanted to bite her pouty lips, remembering the taste of only a few minutes earlier.
Instead, he asked, “Do you control everything in your life?”
“Yes.” Paige’s eyes flared and then turned sad. Donovan now saw how her need for control affected her. She was actually spiraling out of control and could barely hold on. He knew just the way to help her. Smiling, Donovan realized Madden had been right in his advice.
“Paige,” Donovan spoke her name very purposely, “You’re right. I use Princess when you are acting like a spoiled one. Now, you will need to forgive me for this but I have only now discovered what it is you have needed all along. Giving you time was not the answer.” As he made his final statement, he grabbed firmly onto her upper arms and brought her body across his lap.

EXCERPT Five – barrage stops 5&10

Placing Paige ever so gently onto their bed, Donovan lay beside her and drank from her lips. He used a gentle touch, working her mouth in a tender and reassuring kiss. He needed simply to join with her in every way possible and he wanted to savor every moment along the way. He felt their connection reach out and bind them together as her body melted against him. She eagerly took everything he offered.
Donovan pulled away to look at her. She was still in her gown, a magnificent traditional red gown that had the shimmering hue of purple, her favorite color. Her breast peaked from the top, the corset style design pushing them further up so they spilled out slightly. He ran his hand along her leg and felt the sheer fabric hanging lower than the shorter silk skirting underneath. The fabric was soft to touch, but he was seeking her skin.
“I want to make love to you in your gown.” Donovan spoke as he moved down slowly to lift her layers of skirting up, bringing it to her waist and exposing the tiniest scrap of purple lace. A soft growl emanated from his chest. He simply couldn’t hold it back as his eyes feasted on her ivory skin decorated with this sexy piece of lace. “What you do to me, Paige.”
“You affect me the same,” Paige responded as she watched him through her lowered lashes. He could see the lust in her eyes and hoped his own desire was reflected back at her.
Donovan massaged Paige’s thighs, slowly circling his thumb closer to her panties. Her muscles grew relaxed just as he knew they would. He worked her legs farther and farther apart, then placed his palms on either side of her panties, gently running his thumbs under the elastic. Paige sighed at the sensation and Donovan moved progressively closer to where she needed him most. Her sighs turned to moans as sensations turned hotter and Donovan leaned down to kiss directly over her clit. Only her panties were between them.
“Take them off, Donovan,” Paige encouraged him.
He moved them aside and puffed a breath of air onto her slick folds. Paige trembled and, needing the touch as much as she did, Donovan slipped two fingers into the tiny panties and drew them down her legs. Yes, he could’ve willed them away with his power, but tonight he wanted his mate in the purest form. For tonight, he’d set his powers aside.
“I find myself hungry,” Donovan spoke in a rough voice as he kissed his way back up her legs. He returned to her unrestricted core. He could see every delicious part of his mate. She was wet and slick for him. Her desire so evident, Donovan wanted to scream out his good fortune.


“A refreshingly original paranormal series about seven sisters, seven sins and the seven mates who redeem them.”
“A little bit magical, a little bit vampy, and a whole lot of alpha male sexy!”

•             Lustful Cravings, Seven Sin Sisters, book one (8/2012)
•             Eternal Envy, Seven Sin Sisters, book two (10/ 2012)
•             Holiday Gem, Seven Sin Sisters, book three (12/2012)
•             Vanished Pride, Seven Sin Sisters, book four (2/2013)
•             Frozen Fury, Seven Sin Sisters, book five (anticipated 5/2013)


Paloma Beck is a Romance Author living a life of contradiction... she's a happily married carpooling mom writing erotic romance. It's almost naughty! Paloma writes in both the Contemporary and Paranormal realms, journaling the stories her characters tell her, and they are anything but PG. She dabbles in vampires, witches, menage, spanking and bdsm - all in her books, of course. Paloma believes a daily dose of espresso and a good book make any day better.
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