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eBook Category: Erotica/Romance
eBook Description: Devoting her life to the study of the ancient art of Lumeris-noire, Livia pursued her studies with the hope of becoming apprentice to the domain's defender. When she is finally granted the coveted position, she finds herself bound to a mysterious man of dangerous appetites. A man whose dark, tortured soul evokes an allure she can hardly resist. Perrin, tainted by Fiendgen blood, spends his life isolated, deep underground, insulated from others by the very earth. For years he has remained alone, protecting Guthdry from utter devastation, but time is running out. He must train an apprentice to hold his position after he is gone. But no matter how he struggles to resist Livia, he cannot ignore the explosive passion that burns between them. Rating: Contains violence, adult situations, graphic language, and explicit sexual content.

eBook Publisher: New Concepts Publishing, Published: 2006
Fictionwise Release Date: September 2006

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Words: 40816
Reading time: 116-163 min.
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ISBN: 1-58608-920-x

"If you are to learn from me, you must dedicate yourself completely to our craft. I will accept nothing less than your very essence." Perrin's voice, as rich and deep as a lion's purr, resonated in the unfurnished marble room lit only by a single muted lantern dangling from the tall ceiling. The mere shadow of his face shown beneath the hood of his black cloak.

Though Livia strained to see the detail, his features eluded her.

"And if I promise, all you know--all your secrets--will be mine?"

"My knowledge--a lifetime of study in Lumeris-noire--shall be yours. I warn you--do not come to me unless you fully intend to accept my will in all things."

"But what if--"

"In all things."

Livia watched him carefully. "What assurance have I that you won't use your will to gain illicit favors? What assurance do I have that you won't demand I give up my dignity?"

"If you have dignity, girl, no one can take it from you. As for your other worry, fear not. I have no interest in your feminine wiles. My concern is to pass on my knowledge to a worthy apprentice. Whether or not you prove to be up to the standard is yet to be seen. And you'd best keep your thoughts off acts of the flesh, as you'll need all your strength to endure the education I plan to give you."

Though annoyed by the scathing manner in which he'd replied, Livia felt satisfied by Perrin's answer. Besides, what he offered was something she could get from no one else.

"When shall I begin?" she asked.

"Immediately. You will follow me."

"But you must give me a chance to pack my belongings and speak to my family." Though Livia was often immersed in studies, she loved her family and felt close to them.

"You will write your family a letter that I will have delivered. You may ask them to send anything you require--unless you've already changed your mind?"

"No," she whispered. For the first time since meeting Perrin she nearly panicked. Oh, he'd frightened her from the first with his black cloak, hidden face, and power that seemed to spring from his every pore, but until this moment there had been a chance to escape him. Now, if she followed him deeper into those obsidian tunnels just beyond the open door at the back of the chamber, she would be completely at his mercy--but his knowledge and skill would also be hers for the taking.

"Decide quickly. There are others waiting to accept the challenge if you dare not."

"Yes," she said, her voice sounding like a rasp compared to his magnificent tones. "I accept."

"Before you speak in haste--" He lifted his slender hands and pulled the hood away from his head.

Livia drew a sharp breath, hoping she didn't appear as stunned as she felt. Framed by long, unkempt sable hair, Perrin's smooth-shaven, hawkish face with its chiseled lips and sharp cheekbones bore the marks of evil. Gleaming black scales covered his forehead and nose to the tip. His wide-set eyes glowed with a pale unnatural green. Only practitioners who had engaged in an illegal ritual in which they gained phenomenal power from masters of Lumeris-noire, called Fiendgens, were marked in such a way.

"I had no idea--"

"Few people do. As you can imagine, the Overlord doesn't advertise that his strongest defense against evil is associated with evil itself."