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Tattooed mer-shifters are climbing out of the secret depths to claim their soul mates and save their race!
Determined warlord Torun cannot wait to claim Lucy, who mistook him for a shipwreck survivor and pulled his injured body from the ocean. All his instincts tell him she is his soul mate. Now she must join with him and give him a child.
Lucy can’t believe the words coming out of this dominant male. He insists her destiny is to become a mermaid queen and mother to his future children. The one thing “destiny” forgot to mention was that Lucy’s a broke divorcee who can’t even have a child. It’s really too bad, because his gorgeous lips are all too kissable, and she’d love to see his iridescent gold tattoos moving as he flexed those broad, hard pectorals under the water…
But Torun’s in more immediate danger than a bad bump to the head, and Lucy is the only one who can save him. Their choices will either save the entire race of mermen, or destroy it forever.
This is a complete novel with a happy ending. Also, it features steamy mer shifter love scenes, underwater gun fights, and a giant female octopus named Mr. Huggles. Fall in love with a man of the sea today!
He tasted like sea salt and heat. The powerful biceps clenched with strength and he lifted her as though she weighed no more than a twig.
This was crazy. She tore her mouth free. “What are you doing?”
“Claiming you.” His aquamarine eyes glowed with ferocious possession. “You are mine.”
His? She was his?
A hard, gorgeous man took one look at her, Lucy, and was so swept away by passion that he had to have her this instant?
He pushed through her hesitation and crushed her once more in his kiss.
His embrace was passionate but oh so gentle. His iron forearm pillowed her head and he held her safely with a huge hand on her hip. He was careful to balance on his elbow so as not to crush her with his mass and careful to give her the most room on the narrow bunk. That wasn’t easy to do. She’d had her share of uncomfortable bunk encounters over the years.
His tongue pulsed into her mouth.
He was claiming her. Right now.
She was going to let him.
“Lucy.” He captured her wandering fingers. “Are you seeking a male to join with?”
Her pupils dilated. Her cheeks flushed darker and her lips parted. “Uh…” Her gaze moved up his arms to his chest and down his waist to the blanket covering his hardening cock. She licked her lips. “Join with?”
“Together. Here. For the purpose of making young fry.”
Her brows drew together very slightly. “Young fry?”
“A son.” He brought her fingers to his mouth. They tasted sweet and savory, feminine and cool.
She closed her eyes and sucked in a breath. “Mm.”
The quiet moan was more than enough answer. Hunger pounded in her heartbeat, in the hands grasping his, in the hitch of her breath. She needed a male.
He drew her arms around his shoulders and growled. “On behalf of the mer of Sireno, I claim you for my bride.”
Her eyelashes fluttered. “What?”
He sought her lips.
She was hot and sweet. Candy of a flavor he had never known, but which curled deep in his belly and gave him a hard tug. He tilted her head to more fully mesh. She resisted and then melted. Her soft breath teased his taut cheek. She moaned.
Seduced by the Sea Lord is a sweet paranormal romance that rides just below the boiling point. Lucy is a wet-suited Lara Croft. Torun is a rebel Mer Warrior on the hunt for his Queen. Safe enough for a NA to read but sweet enough for a jaded romance reader to fall for. – Diana Davis, Lives and Loves of a Book Nerd
★★★★★ “Starla Night has taken a very old legend and made it bright, shiny new! …This book was fun, exciting and so worth reading and I could not wait to move on to #2!”
★★★★★”OMG fantastic book! Couldn’t put it down…Great book one of my new favorites I couldn’t put it down stayed up until 4 in the morning reading…I’m definitely in love I just found my new book boyfriend! Trust me u won’t be able to put it down .
★★★★★ “Wow! Loved it! It grabbed me and I read it in one sitting! Full of suspense, surprises, danger, and exciting adventures! Loved all the sea creatures, the hot mer warriors, the beautiful human woman, her friends, and her evil ex. Their emotions are so real and refreshing! Loved the amazing guardians the house one is so sweet and the cave one is so awesome! She is a wonderful character, her feelings are so real, believable, powerful and understandable and his are so strong, supportive and lovable! Ahh he is so perfect! I especially enjoyed the ending!” (This one can be shortened a bunch of ways)
★★★★★ “Fantastic Series – I just can’t get enough…I’m an addicted fan… It’s a given that I love mermaid stories but these stories have a built history behind them from not only the previous books but the author gives insight to their past that is just heart breaking and in her stories they get redemption in their soul searching truth with their true mates. Hot Books!”
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Hazel brushed the tattoos on Lotar’s sternum. “These have a meaning, right? What does this one mean?”
“It is the symbol of my city.”
“My origin city. Syrenka.”
She traced the lines up. The snowflake pattern branched into geometric shapes. Smaller hashes and squares divided each square. “Where’s Syrenka?”
The steam of the shower wrapped them in slippery fog.
She was still terrified about what accepting Lotar would mean. The fate of the mermen would rest on her small shoulders.
But she had already decided.
She’d decided when she’d brought him back to her apartment.
The door was there. She’d already opened it.
Now she just had to walk through.
Hazel lowered her hand and forced herself to look up into his deep, watchful eyes. “What happens now?”
“You accept my claim.”
“I thought I did.”
“With a kiss.”
Right. She’d gotten him naked and seen everything but still hadn’t shared a kiss.
Hazel did everything out of order.
Whatever. It didn’t matter. All that mattered was that she took the next step.
Her stomach filled with butterflies. She was ready. She chose this. She chose him.
Hazel closed her eyes and lifted her lips.
She opened her eyes.
Lotar looked conflicted.
A dark frown slashed his brow. His worried gaze fixed on her lips and all his muscles flexed, taut, as he struggled.
When he noticed her question, he blinked as though trying to clear away his emotions, concealing an internal fight behind the quiet, impassive watchfulness.
He’d said she was his soul mate. He knew. And the next step was to kiss…
“Okay, well.” She patted his chest. “When you want to do that, let me know.”
She turned away to shut off the water.
Lotar’s hand closed over her wrist.
He pulled her back, gently but decisively.
Haha, okay, maybe she had misread him. “Oh, hey, you—”
His mouth covered hers in a kiss.
The shower pattered on her back. The scent of vanilla and cardamom mixed with sea salt and male.
Heat streaked through her body.
He was all muscle, hardness and pride, strength and dominance.
His mouth opened, and his tongue sought hers.
She licked his intoxicating male flavor, lapped up every drop, teasing his mouth, delving and swirling, nibbling.
His hand at her wrist tightened and the heat of his body crossed the last inch to draw her against him. Her thigh slid against his, her belly pressed his upper hip, her breasts slid against his chest.
He pursued her mouth doggedly. She teased him, swirling and looping until he released her lips. Then she bit his sharp jaw with little nips and grazed her teeth across his rough chin.
He sucked in a breath.
Her nipples tightened to hard pearls, and desire streaked into her center.
He was quiet but expressive. Ready but uncertain.
And that was just fine.
She kissed down the column of his neck, over the cord of the spiral shell necklace, to his collarbone. So broad, so powerful. Down his pectorals, over the swirling tattoos. Like kissing ice fields, but hot and trembling. This was as meaningful to him as it was to her. After tonight, their lives would never be the—
He caught her wrists, stopping her.
Uncertainty flashed in his eyes.
No, not uncertainty.
He stared at her with absolute terror.
Had she gotten it all wrong?
Hazel looked up at him, worry tilting her head. “Are you okay?”
Because he was. He was more than okay.
His soul mate opened her body to him, pressed her soft form to his, accepted, and even covered him with hungry kisses. She wanted his claim. His kiss, his caress, his touch.
It was a dream.
His heart pounded as if a pack of angry bull sharks had scented him.
Hazel was so open. So confident in the moment of melding their bodies to create a young fry. Easy and yet serious, playful and yet passionate. She was a pure and beautiful soul.
He must protect her.
From danger, from injury.