Mist Revealed By Nancy Corrigan

 

 

Mist Revealed

By Nancy Corrigan

 

Elemental Desire, Book 1

 

A woman seeking answers…

Cat, a renowned scientist, embarks on a quest to uncover the source of the unknown deadly virus that claimed her sister’s life. What she finds is a man shrouded in mystery who manages the impossible—swaying her devotion from logic to passion. But Rune isn’t simply a lover. He’s a weapon, one that has the potential to save her or destroy her.

A man searching for treasure…

Rune, a child of the mist, awakens into a world hovering on the verge of destruction. Ragnarok is coming. His enemies have been released from their prison. And he’s discovered the one woman who can thaw his frozen heart. But the race to stop the final battle isn’t the time to fall in love. Or is it?

A discovery that will change everything…

Life evolves, and what was lost can be recovered. But the truth revealed isn’t the one Cat or Rune expects. The impossible has become reality. And two lovers must make a choice—adapt or die.

 

Author’s note: Mist Revealed was previously released as Mist Unveiled and has been reedited.

 

Excerpt (PG)

Unable to resist the scent of heaven that had lured him to her in the first place, he buried his face into the fall of her raven hair. She smelled of something fruity and exotic. He couldn’t place the scent, but it compounded his craving. He wanted to devour her.

Deep breaths filled his lungs with her signature fragrance. Dizziness gripped him. He tightened his hold on her to stop himself from swaying and unleashed his will to influence her. With the few drops of his blood in her body, he wasn’t sure it would actually work, but he had to try something.

“Calm down. I’m not going to hurt you.”

He waited a moment for her to succumb completely to his order, but her tense body and rapid heartbeat didn’t lessen as they should have. More expletives whipped through him at the implications of her resistance. He took another breath to slow his racing pulse.

“You’re going to bring the authorities here. They’ll harass me, maybe toss me in jail, all for kissing you. You don’t want that.”

“Don’t I?”

Shit. He let his forehead fall to her shoulder and reined in his power. It was pointless to expend the energy if she was resistant to it. “No, you don’t. You can’t blame me for losing control when faced with temptation. You’re beautiful, Cat.”

She turned her head. He eased back and met her probing eyes. “How do you know my name?”

I lurked in the shadows and listened to your conversation with the innkeeper.

“I’ve been assigned to assist you in the investigation of the…” He considered what to call the deaths. Murders? Careless feedings of the eldjötnar? The crime he and his brethren were supposed to ensure didn’t happen. “The tragedies that occurred here.”

“Who are you? I wasn’t told of anyone helping me.”

 

Excerpt (PG)

“The cursed ones have returned!” A wrinkly woman with cataracts wobbled forward on the arm of the teenage boy Rune had seen at the hotel.

Francis jumped to his feet, a lithe move for a male of his advanced years. “Irene, hush now, before you frighten Miss Saunders.”

The creases by Irene’s eyes deepened. “Frighten? Well, she should be. You all should be.” Her steady, accusing gaze skimmed the crowd before settling on Francis. “I told you they’d awoken. You did not believe. Now, do you believe? We are doomed!”

Rune squinted to bring her blurry image into focus. The effort it took to keep the dying male’s mind quiet sucked precious energy from him. “What are you talking about, woman?”

The crowd’s cries turned to whispers as if they too waited on her answer.

She clicked her tongue. “They call it global warming.” Her nose wrinkled. “It’s not. I’ve tried to tell them.” She waved a gnarled hand at the crowd. “Ragnarok is coming.”

Gasps and curses drifted from the bystanders. A few people blessed themselves and hurried away. Others shook their heads.

Rune swallowed hard. “What makes you think that?”

The woman yanked the boy’s arm. He led her closer. “My father passed on the stories of the bringers of Doomsday. Eldjötnar, he called them. Fire-wielding blood drinkers who would kill the old gods once and for all so they could shape the new world. I didn’t believe him, not until the staff washed up on shore.”

Rune sucked in a breath, a response he couldn’t stop.

The older female chuckled. “You know of the old gods then too? Their hoarded treasure has been found.”

His heart raced. “Where? Where is it?”

More cackling laughter. “Gone. All gone.”

 

Excerpt (R)

A cold gust of wind swept into the room. She glanced over her shoulder. The sight that met her stopped her heart. Rune stood just inside the doorway, mist swirling around his feet. She looked from the odd fog to his face. The light from the nearby lamp left half of it in shadows. It didn’t dim his expression, however.

Hungry. Intense. Primal.

He focused his blue-gray eyes on her. She couldn’t have looked away if she wanted to.

“Catherine? You there? Your image cut out. All I hear is wind wailing.”

Wind? What wind?

Rune glanced from her to the computer. The lights flickered. A pop sounded. She gasped and swung her head to peer at her computer. Only a black screen showed. The lights wavered again, then went out.

The sound of a door slamming tore a squeak from her throat. Her heart raced. She hated the dark.

“Rune?”

No answer.

The window cast a small sliver of light across the room, not enough to see much but it calmed her frantic pulse.

“The power went out.” She stated the obvious, but she had to say something. The silence threatened to stir her anxiety.

He didn’t respond.

A shiver raced down her spine. The cold air Rune had let in chilled her. She rubbed at her arms to warm them. It didn’t help. Her teeth chattered. “Do you have a generator? It’s going to get pretty uncomfortable in here soon.”

Hands caught her hips from behind. A hard body pressed along her back. And the scent of a crisp autumn day filled her lungs. She relaxed into him. Rune hooked his arms around her waist. She tugged them tighter. The warmth he gave off felt heavenly compared to the icy air fogging her breath.

“Who was the male you were talking to?”

“Sam. He’s—”

“Is he your lover?”

Not seeing any reason to lie, she answered. “Sometimes. We’re not serious.”

He buried his face in the crook of her neck. For a long moment, he only breathed slowly. Each exhale heated her body.

“You won’t touch him again.” He pressed his lips to her ear. “I won’t share you.”

The stark possessiveness in his voice and words should’ve made her see red. It didn’t. Confusion over why he’d care surfaced instead.

“Share me? What are you talking about?”

“Your body, Cat.” He kissed her, right below her ear. Another shiver raced down her spine. Desire fueled it. She was no longer cold. “And your heart, your life, your future. They’re mine.”

Oh. Dear. God.

Arousal flowed with his low gravely declaration. Every inch of her body tingled, eager for his touch.

Hello? Modern woman here. The alpha male attitude should not push me into a state of instant desire. It did, though. She didn’t want to consider what that said about her.

“Don’t I get a say in this?”

He clamped his mouth over her neck and nibbled. His teeth scraped her, and a groaned sigh escaped him. He eased back so only his lips brushed her skin.

“Oh yes. You get the final say. I will never take anything from you that you don’t willingly give.” He covered her lower belly with his spread fingers, then inched them higher. At her waistband, he popped the button, tugged the zipper and shoved her jeans down. “And you offered to feed me.”

 

Excerpt (R)

“Beautiful.” She repeated the compliment he had given her.

He dropped his hands to the waistband of his jeans. “The design or my body?”

“Both.” She grinned. “But to be fair, I need to see all of you to make an honest assessment.”

His low chuckle resonated deep inside her body. “Demanding woman.”

He slid off the bed and made quick work of undressing. The jeans got tossed across the room. With him turned away from her, she would’ve had a perfect view of his ass. She wanted to look but couldn’t tear her gaze from the tattoo on his back. Between his shoulder blades, an eagle soared. Swooping lines extended from its wings, linking the design on one arm to the other. More intricate than the one on her lower belly, the inked artwork could’ve been a painting.

She scrambled to her knees and reached a hand out. He faced her and caught her wrist. She shook off his hold. “No, let me see. It’s gorgeous.”

He obliged her, turning so the expanse of his back was inches from her. The bird seemed to move with the undulations of his muscles. Each feather held depth and dimensions, yet under her fingertips only the touch of warm skin met her. She splayed her hand over the tattoo that must’ve taken hours to have inked.

Tingles skipped up her arm and spread through her body. Desire flared, stronger than she’d ever experienced. She panted. Her inner muscles squeezed on air. Quivers skipped from her clit to her womb. She hovered on the edge of ecstasy. Impossible, her rational mind reasoned.

Yet undeniable.

“Rune?”

“I feel, Cat.” The low growl to his words pushed her closer to heaven. He pivoted, a lithe move that twisted his body. Her fingertips trailed over the width of his back to his settle over his pecs. “I want.”

He yanked her body against his and kissed her. She gave herself over to the unexplainable passion. She wanted too.

Her back met the mattress, and his cock slid along her wet cleft. A shudder ran through her body. He made a raw sound deep in his throat and stroked the length of his erection over her lower lips. She raised her hips and tried to capture the head of his penis. He moved with her, not allowing her to take him in.

The kiss turned raw and carnal. His moans accompanied the licks to her inner cheeks. He explored her mouth in a way that left her breathless. She clutched him, digging her nails into his back, hoping to ground herself. It didn’t help. He took her higher. All she could do was go along for the ride.

He adjusted the angle of his hips and rubbed against her clit with each slip of his erection over her lips. The hard bud sparked to life, and her core quivered. An orgasm hovered just out of reach. She writhed. Desperation grew. She needed to come, but experiencing a release without him felt wrong. She wanted to come apart around his cock. As if he sensed her frustration, he stilled his teasing caress and broke the kiss.

Gaze locked on hers, he tilted his hips and lined up the tip of his penis to her opening. “Ready for me?”

 

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A little about Nancy…

A true romantic at heart, Nancy Corrigan is convinced there’s a knight in shining armor for every woman (or man), but you won’t find damsels in distress in her stories. She adores pairing alpha heroes with women strong enough to match them and bring them to their knees. She also enjoys flipping the traditional roles in romances because her motto is—love and people should never be forced to conform to anyone’s norm.

She holds a degree in chemistry and has worked in research but now focuses on ensuring quality. She considers it the perfect outlet for her as she’s the first to admit she has some OCD tendencies. It carries over into her writing life too. While engrossed in a novel, she has a habit of forgetting to eat and sleep. Fortunately, she’s married to her own knight in shining armor who understands her oddities and loves her anyway. They reside in Pennsylvania with their three children, dog, snake and guinea pigs. Her other interests include tattoos, animals, classic cars and all things spooky and sexy.

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