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eBook Category: Erotica/Fantasy
eBook Description: In order to save her brother from the curse of the Moldovan werewolves, Ileana Caragea--shunned and a witch--must call upon Lord Draco Constantinescu, King of the Romanian vampires, and his bevy of vampiric beauties. Draco is irresistibly drawn to the lovely human witch. He agrees to help her, but in return he demands a night of passion. Pleasure and pain intermingle as Ileana surrenders to the domineering seduction of the vampire Lord as he wipes away her loneliness with his hot, all-consuming caresses. Together, this wickedly sensual couple battle overwhelming supernatural odds.

eBook Publisher: DCL Publications LLC, Published: Australia, 2007
Fictionwise Release Date: August 2007

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Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [860 KB], eReader (PDB) [139 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [122 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [107 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [195 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [165 KB], hiebook (KML) [294 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [180 KB], iSilo (PDB) [102 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [126 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [171 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [169 KB]
Words: 37894
Reading time: 108-151 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
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ISBN: 978-1-921347-22-1

"...a captivating paranormal .... Ileana is a witch: shunned, abandoned, and unloved by everyone but her brother Alexandru. When he is attacked and cursed by werewolves, she has no choice but to appeal for aid to Lord Draco, King of the Vampires. She sets out into the night, and only after reaching his castle does she realize she has nothing to offer him for his help. But because of the attraction Lord Draco feels for Ileana, he will only be satisfied with one thing: a night of passion. Ileana accepts and finds herself being swept away in the strength of his arms and the ardor they share. Will Draco and Ileana be able to face the werewolves together, release her brother from the curse, AND survive? Sound steamy? It is! But the great thing about Lord Draco: The Witch's Knight is that the story and characters will 'enthrall' you just as much as the scorching, surface- of-the-sun-hot love scenes. Raquel Taylor does in a novella with her story and characters what it takes most authors a full-length novel to accomplish. She develops the characters easily and naturally, and before you know it, you'll be just as in love with Ileana and Draco as they are with each other. Taylor has a real talent for description and the story will unfold in full-color detail in your mind. It captivated me from the first page and had me wanting more at the last- in a good way! Lord Draco: The Witch's Knight is everything you'd want in an erotic paranormal, and Raquel Taylor is definitely an author I'm reading again- and again!"--Mandy Briggs, www.paranormalromance.org

Ileana Caragea stared into the crimson glow emanating from the black cauldron and listened carefully to the rising madmen whispers from the skull within its depths. Many spirits talked, each fighting to be one voice that overrode the others and gained her attention. Ileana imagined that the dead were bored. At least that is what she could discern from how they tended to act when she dared to call upon them. The voices of the dead thing took practice to hear and those who were not skilled in such magic would only perceive the faint whisper of the wind, the language lost to their living mind. That very wind had almost driven her insane when she was a young girl. Sometimes the castle ghosts of her old home had called to her, and she had been frightened out of her wits time and again before she had painstakingly learned how to listen. And then not to listen.

Behind Ileana and her dark cauldron the half-man half-beast creature that her brother had become strained on a thick length of iron chain. Alexandru Caragea slavered and tried to reach her. His newborn monster's voice made the resonance of the dead in the cauldron a sweet symphony to hear in comparison. The vile lechery of his words and the sheer, unadulterated evil in them caused the inky black hairs on the nape of her neck to stand up. Alexandru wanted out. The demon within him demanded freedom. It longed to stalk the moonlit night, to hunt the forest deer and stray peasants, to drink a fountain of blood from the spouting throat of whatever crossed its path. Or so it said, over and over, until her skin crawled with the incestuous touch of its words borne on her brother's lips.

She kept her back to the thing. For what she could not look at were Alexandru's eyes, so eerily human in a face that was distinctly not human anymore and would not be human again until the coming of the merciful dawn. The memory of the monster's face haunted her--clear as if she was still gazing upon the horror snuffling and cursing behind her. Silky sable fur had sprouted from Alexandru's once handsome visage. His lower jaw had distended into a dangerous and snapping maw. She could still hear the bones stretching and popping as they sought to become the full-blown chops of the werewolf. Alexandru was naked; save for the tattered shreds of inky black trousers. She had watched that happen, rippling muscles growing, thickening, and replacing those of his own well-muscled form. His bones snapped, as he grew impossibly taller, considerably more massive, before her eyes. His legs had bent backward at the knee and his scream of agony in the face of it had left a black mark upon her soul. Ileana listened to the fetters that held him howl in metallic resistance of the preternatural strength of their captive.