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eBook Category: Erotica/Romance
eBook Description: When Rowan Bradley inherits an Irish castle--relocated to Arizona by her late uncle--she doesn't know it comes with a handsome, muscular, and six-foot-tall sidhe warrior who's been cursed by the Goddess Danu and bound to the castle until he's completed three tasks! As Warrior and Bard, Cullen has always stood ready to defend his people and record their important events, but never be a true part of their lives. After centuries of loneliness, however, he meets Rowan and finally finds a love for all time. But will Rowan and Cullen's love be strong enough to defy a goddess and overcome the curse? [Genres: Fantasy / Paranormal / Psychic Phenomena / Exhibitionism / Public Places]

eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, Published: 2007
Fictionwise Release Date: August 2007

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Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: eReader (PDB) [111 KB] , ePub (EPUB) [129 KB] , Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [82 KB] , Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [388 KB] , Palm Doc (PDB) [90 KB] , Microsoft Reader (LIT) [125 KB] , Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [149 KB] , hiebook (KML) [234 KB] , Sony Reader (LRF) [155 KB] , iSilo (PDB) [75 KB] , Mobipocket (PRC) [94 KB] , Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [139 KB] , OEBFF Format (IMP) [128 KB]
Words: 26620
Reading time: 76-106 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format:  Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED

"Ms. Reid does have a great gift for description and the basic premise of the story is a good one. It is entertaining, especially if you enjoy magic and faery stories..."--Christina Cross, Romance Divas

Carefully, she folded the T-shirt and set it aside, then lifted her eyes and studied him with the intensity of an art critic.

"Good muscle definition." She traced the bottom curve of each pectoral muscle.

His skin twitched. Invisible sparks followed the path her hands made. His dick grew painfully hard.

"Excellent use of light and dark to enhance detail." Her fingers strayed higher and spiraled around each nipple--forging a sensuous path without touching the taut buds aching to be stroked.

"Get on with it," he muttered, curling his hands in fists to keep from touching her.

She raised her chin in fake haughtiness. "My good fellow"--her eyes gleamed with laughter--"expert art appraisal cannot be rushed."

"This Goodfellow," he said in a low tone, "is losing patience."

"It is written, 'All things come to he who waits.'" She brushed two fingers against one nipple and then the other--and he wanted to explode.

"Finish the damned inventory," he growled, "before I embarrass myself like a fuckin' teenager."

"Oh?" Her hand slid down his chest and abs to the hard-on bulging against his jeans. "Is this an object lesson in good muscle definition?"

"It's an object lesson in the dangers of teasing an aroused male." Cautiously, he unsnapped the jeans, lowered the zipper and his cock sprang out.

"You're awesome." She cradled his meaty member in one hand and brushed the warm fingers of her other hand up and down its length.

His heart rate sped up. His breath came hard. The world narrowed down to Rowan; to her scent of sweet musk and female mystery; to her delicate touch with the power to move him beyond space and time.

She closed her fingers around his cock "I could do a painting and call it Essence of Life.

"By the gods," he groaned, "One more squeeze and I'll spew my 'essence' into your hands."