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Ashes
The
Divided Kingdom
Book
One
Sophie
H. Morgan
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd
Date of Publication: 21 April 2015
ISBN: 9781619225756
ASIN: B00U3M5Z96
Number of pages: 318
Word Count: approx. 99540
Cover Artist: Kanaxa
Book Description:
Secrets
can burn.
Reared from birth to rule the
Phoenix territory, Ana fled her future and her past when her parents were
murdered. Now she secretly leads a rebellion to stop the human ruler, Edward,
from experimenting on supernaturals.
When she finds herself cornered by
an assassin, she knows just what to do: Roast him and toast him. Then
recognition sends blue-tipped flames licking through her veins. It’s Cade, the
royal bodyguard who once rejected her youthful confession of love.
When Cade regains consciousness
from the force of Ana’s punch, he’s still reeling from shock—and fury. He’d
loved the princess, and for ten years he thought her dead. Though his inner
jackal growls with desire for her, she is the key to completing his mission for
Edward—hunt down the rebel known as Liberty.
Ana can’t believe Cade doesn’t know
the truth about Edward. If she can convince him of it, his blade could turn the
tide of the rebellion. But first they must get beyond their past, or the whole
kingdom could go up in smoke.
Product
Warnings
Contains
incendiary sex between a phoenix princess with a secret identity, and a jackal
shifter who can take a lot of heat. Boys from the “hood”, a king jacked up on
enhanced DNA, and killer heels. Anybody got a match?
Excerpt:
A smile played
over his lips, a knowing one. “You were mine, once.”
When his thumb
brushed her cheekbone, dipping down to rub her bottom lip, it was all she could
do not to purr. For whatever reasons, this man could get beneath her barriers.
He could make her lose control.
But he made her
remember the past, something that threatened the foundation of the life she’d
built for herself.
The door swinging
into darkness. Cold, oozing puddles that cling stickily to bare feet. A young
voice, wavering as she called out for her parents. Her locket a dull gold,
mottled with red where it lay.
With effort, Ana
jerked her chin away from his touch. “Get your hands off me, Cade.” With a thin
smile, she added, “Only the vampire has those rights.”
That flash of
anger. For some reason, the man in front still viewed her as partly his—the
jackal, maybe, claiming her. Except jackals were solitary animals.
A growl rumbled
through his chest. Keeping eye contact, he stood. When he leaned forward, she
flinched, unable to help herself. Whether she was afraid of being touched or
tortured, she didn’t know.
His arms flexed
with muscle as he worked at something about her head. Something clunked, and
the chains fell away from her with a heavy jangle. They lay on the bedspread,
innocent and coiled like a false snake.
Grasping she was
free, Ana slid from the bed. “Son of a bitch,” she spat, putting out a hand to
help steady her. “Iron?”
She lunged at him,
confused when her body refused to cooperate. Her biker boots hit the floor as
she landed, tottering, two feet away from her intended target.
Focusing inward,
she registered how cold her embers were. They barely glittered, a few
halfhearted sparks at her prompting. A breath hissed from her.
Phoenixes radiated
at around one hundred and twenty degrees; she’d wager she was operating on
about human temperature. The lack of heat in the room and lack of food and
water equaled her core running on empty. Even as she thought it, the sparks
began to disintegrate, sucking inward to preserve the embers at her core.
Determined, she
fought through the weakness, charging Cade.
He allowed himself
to be thrust backward. “You’re too cold,” he commented. “Hungry. You can’t hurt
me.”
“You wanna bet?”
Her knee jerked
upward, narrowly blocked by Cade’s hand.
“Don’t even try
it.” He pushed her away, making her stagger from weak knees. “You’ll be on your
back quicker than an eager whore. Then again,” he continued, the jackal’s
obvious pleasure at the verbal sparring spinning through his wicked smile,
“maybe you’d enjoy that.”
With a vengeful
shriek, Ana went for him. She jabbed with her fists, using her elbows when that
didn’t work. He avoided all her blows, laughing with a gut-deep amusement.
When she used her
scissor-kick, she saw her mistake too late as he caught her legs and flipped
her to the dirty gray carpet. He was on top of her before she could curse, lazy
amusement swirling like phoenix smoke.
His arms caged her
as an old dimple flashed. “What did I say?”
His weight
suddenly pressed down on her abdomen slashes. A wince tugged at her face before
she could stop it, a hiss pouring from between her teeth.
His face changed
immediately. “Fires above, Alana, you should have said something.”
“I thought you’d
hurt me if it was necessary.” She shoved him off her. He let her, a hunter
tracking her as she stumbled away. She dropped into the chair he’d claimed
earlier, unwilling to admit her jelly limbs. “You’re all mouth.”
A slow smile
spread over his face while his eyes altered to a dark velvet. Damn. She’d
always been a sucker for the shadow-drenched eyes.
He stalked nearer,
the jackal’s satisfied rumble curling out of his mouth as strong hands came
down over hers on the chair’s arms.
She couldn’t
dislodge him. Curses spilled from her as panic, not for her life but for something
more prized, surged up her throat. “Don’t you come near me, Cade Lorin.”
“All mouth?” he
repeated, his voice that dark drawl he’d once whispered her name with. “I’ll
show you all mouth.”
About
the Author:
Sophie H. Morgan is a paranormal
romance author with a love for hot guys, sassy heroines and HEAs that seem
impossible. Currently residing in England, Sophie divides her time between her
two crazy spaniels and plotting how best to drive her characters into each
other’s arms. Ashes is her first book.
@SophieHMorgan
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