Please welcome Paloma!
The heroine from Holiday Gem is a
historical researcher. She’s been immersing herself in studying the Valendite
Breed history to determine how the prophecy will come to pass and because no
one understands how or why this new threat has mounted against them. Gemma
might be able to unlock the mystery right in the history…
The History of Valendite Breeds
During the Italian Wars in the early 1500s,
the Duchy of Milan and the Kingdom of Naples fought for power and territory.
Citizens living in the Italian peninsula then didn’t know where to turn for
alliances. Betrayals belied life. They were so divided that in the mid-1500s
when King Henry of France declared war against King Charles of Italy, the
Italians stood no chance of victory. Among them were scientists developing
amazing –albeit unethical– chemicals to enhance men and create ultimate
soldiers.
These soldiers became more than any
scientist anticipated. The scientists hid much of the soldier’s strength and
power to preserve their creations from harm. The soldiers concealed their
unanticipated need for blood as sustenance as best they could by utilizing the
blood of those they killed in battle. The breeds served until finally near the
1600s when, with much thanks to Spanish and English aid, King Henry was forced
to accept the Peace of Cateau-Cambresis and renounce any further claims to
Italy.
The end of the war didn’t equate to the end
of these warriors. They became known as the Valendite Breed, named for the war
in which they were created. Empowered with the role of preserving peace for
their country, the Valendite breed warriors stayed inconspicuous, fearful of
those who might be frightened or threatened by their gifts. They learned to
drink from one another, a blood exchange that left them unfulfilled and empty,
but still managed to sustain their lives. Their accomplishments in the war
hidden, buried to protect their identity, they lived as simple men. Until over
the years, and despite their propensity to live elongated lives, these men and
their families were able to hide once again among the average men.
After the Valendite Breed assimilated back
into life on the hillsides of Italy, very few of their wives were able to
conceive. The breeds were not thriving. The men assembled and brought their
women to the steps of Rome, to the place most known for prayer and sanctity, to
ask for God’s intervention in their lives. Pleading, one woman by the name of
Magdalena offered any sacrifice that might be asked of them in exchange for
fertility.
Her plea was granted. Though reports of the
event were never accurately transcribed, breed historians agree on a few basic
events. Each woman present that day – seven in total – were filled by one of
the seven deadly sins, this act in exchange for the honor of bearing breed
children, continuing the race and nourishing their breed mates.
All was well for the breeds then. Their race
flourished until the time of another generation in the late 1800s. The women
became unhappy in their role, seeking independence from the bonds that held
them to the breeds. For without their mates, the women could survive; only the
Valendite Breed suffered from separation. Some women began leaving and
traveling to other countries.
A terrible storm struck the land on the day
of Samhain in 1804. Terribly superstitious, the women converged in the town’s
large cathedral to pray. Strong winds tore down the stone structure, killing
those women trapped inside. After the storm ended, though, very few women –only
those not making it to the cathedral- remained alive.
An apparition appeared outside the
cathedral ruins. The majestic angel stood before the women who bowed down on
their knees in her presence. “You shall call me Magdalena. You shall pray to me
as Goddess. For you are those I saved this day. You are true to the promise
made so long ago and granted to us through the grace of God. Your honor lies in
claiming your breed mate. It is as it should be.”
The women dared not move as they heard the
men approach, remaining on their knees in respect for their Goddess with whom
there was a connection. The soil warm beneath their legs, the air crisp and
cool against their hands. Every sensation, every movement and sound, was
heightened. Their change not subtle, the men present that day at the cathedral
witnessed the transformation.
“You are no longer as you once were.
Manifested in you now are the elements. While others broke their promise, you
held steadfast and are rewarded with powers in your own right. No longer shall
you exist only to sustain your mate but to also sustain the earth. My blessings
be upon you and your children after you. It is as it should be.”
Those gathered saw the apparition spiral in
a colorful rainbow that seemed to draw every eye, a comforting scent and warmth
flooded the courtyard where now only seven women remained alongside the breed
men. A new beginning was upon them.
A True Holiday Gem
Genre:
Erotic Paranormal Romance
Elements:
Adult language/ Explicit Sex
Author:
Paloma Beck
Publisher:
Secret Cravings Publishing
ISBN:
9781618854704
Page
Count: 102 pages
BLURB
Seven sisters are entwined in a legacy, one originating
back from the time of the Italian Wars in the 1500s. One by one, they will find
their mates from the immortal Valendite Breeds and secure their place in
history.
Gemma has spent her
adult life consumed with researching the Valendite Breed history, constantly
greedy for knowledge about their race. Until she meets Seamus and she's no
longer able to hide in her world of books and theory. Now is her time to live.
Seamus has found his
gem and he wants nothing more than to treasure her. But his best friend is
missing and he needs to locate him. Torn between his mate and his
brother-in-arms, Seamus may be forced to choose one over the other. Will he
sacrifice a lifelong friendship for the love of his life?
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EXCERPT
With a grin, he
flipped her and laughed at her shriek of surprise. Seamus leaned right over her
again, boxing her in with his arms on either side of her head. His body lightly
touched hers from knees to chest. He spoke softly into her ear so she’d have to
strain to listen. He wanted her full attention. “You do realize that our blood
bond will make the sex we are about to have even hotter than anything you’ve
ever experienced.”
“I’m looking forward
to the first-hand knowledge of that.” Gemma took Seamus off guard by replying
so coyly, but then she gasped as he licked a path from her ear and down her
throat. Seamus wanted to play with her.
Gemma brushed her
hands along the contours of his back as Seamus lay on top of her. His muscles
rippled with raw power as he held himself just above her. Each muscle tightened
slightly as she stroked over it. Seamus exuded a sexy strength; the vibrations
emanating from him flared Gemma’s desire until a glowing aura of light
surrounded them.
“My powers,” she said
with awe as she looked around them. Gemma felt small as she contemplated her
powers and moved her arms around Seamus, only to realize they didn’t meet in
the back. He was massive compared to her smaller frame. He was power and she
felt a frisson of safe refuge in his arms. He would protect her. She would
never have to be afraid again. An image of her panic attacks leaving her body
sent a shiver through her and she looked up at him as he brought his head up
from her chest.
“Did you feel that?”
Seamus asked.
“My anxiety; it was
as if it just left me,” Gemma couldn’t hold back the awe in her voice. Her
relief was so great. A giant burden had been lifted and Seamus did that for
her. She reached up to him and sucked on his lower lip.
Seamus ran his tongue
along her mouth until Gemma let go of his lip and stroked his tongue with her
own. Her fingers still clung to the muscles bulging along his arms as he held
himself above her, but she lost herself in their kiss. A heat inside of her
grew intense. Gemma couldn’t stop her need to touch every part of this
miraculous man. She yearned to know him intimately, needing him to belong to
her in every possible way. Gemma gasped as she pulled away from his mouth to
run her tongue along the curve of his shoulder. Seamus was salty and complete
male deliciousness. His skin was smooth but the muscle just below was firm.
Everywhere she touched, he was hard.
Gemma squealed when
Seamus flipped her so she was now lying on top of him. Since she wasn’t
prepared for the movement and hadn’t put out her hands, her body was flat
against him. It was delicious as she felt her softer body melt into his muscle.
Seamus’s rock hard cock rested between them.
“Am I hurting you?”
Gemma asked.
“You, beautiful, are
the tiniest thing. I promise you can’t hurt me like this; unless of course you
don’t let me finish.” Seamus grinned up at her and winked.
“So I wouldn’t hurt
you if I did this,” Gemma asked as she rotated her hips to grind Seamus’s cock
against her pelvis.
Seamus’s eyes rolled
and he grabbed onto her hips to still her. “You might not hurt me but I’m
likely to explode.”
Paloma
Beck is an erotic romance writer in both the contemporary and paranormal
realms. Happily married and living a life of total contradiction, Paloma runs
carpool service for her three sons and volunteers in PTA. Then in the moments
when her characters talk to her, she journals their stories - and they are
anything but PG. Paloma believes a daily dose of espresso and a good book make
any day better.
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Fun! Thanks for having me again. The history behind the series was so much fun to research and add my own spin to. And nobody tells it like Gemma since she's the sister who works as a historical researcher.
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