Alexis Duran has a new release!

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Blurb:

Reporter Ian Evers, obsessed with magical creatures since childhood, never experiences satisfying proof that the magical realm actually exists until he falls into an entrapment spell set by a handsome but dangerous elf.  Barely escaping with his soul intact, Ian is able to undo the hex, but he can’t escape the very real infatuation he’s developed for the fierce, alluring elf.

Ezekiel Stormshadow is a svarta, a dark elf who serves the Queen of the dark realm. The realm of darkness needs the power of light to survive, and while hunting the last few magical beings on earth, Ezekiel discovers Ian, a light elf who’s unaware of his true nature and ripe for the plucking.  Their brief encounter awakens a great hunger in Ezekiel, and he’s determined to feast on the light elf’s power and body before the queen intervenes and claims Ian for herself.

Ian knows only he can save Ezekiel from the grasp of the dark queen. Driven apart by the ancient imbalance between the dark and light realms, an evil queen starved for power, and their fear of each other, Ian and Ezekiel are relentlessly drawn together even though their union might destroy them both.

 

Excerpt:

The door opened, a gust of wet wind blew in, and time stopped.

The svarta paused in front of the door as it closed behind him. He’d changed his clothes. He wore black jeans and a close-fitting black leather jacket. Unlike the musketeer coat, it showed off his slim waist as well as his broad shoulders. He wore a black silk shirt open at the neck, and though sunglasses hid the magical eyes, it was definitely the evil elf.

He scanned the shop a bit, then walked straight for Ian’s table. He stopped so close the salt air and deep-woods piney scent wafting off his skin brushed aside the roasted-coffee-bean aroma of the café. He smelled like he’d taken a bath in the ocean and toweled off with cedar bark. His hair looked shorter or more styled, with the bangs hitting the high line of his cheekbone, the back brushing the collar of his jacket.

“Good afternoon. Mind if join you?” he asked in a soft, melodious voice.

“Yes, I do. Go away.” Ian looked around. Everyone else was oblivious to the dark elf in their midst. They tapped on phones, stared at computers, rustled papers. Dijeree and the barista laughed. The svarta sat directly across from Ian. He pushed his glasses back into his hair, unveiling the eyes.

“Why do you resist me?” he asked. He grabbed one of Ian’s hands from the table before Ian could snatch it away.

“Because I… You…you want to kill me.”

The elf laughed. It was a warm, friendly sound. His eyes gleamed under the fluorescent lights and shifted colors—blue, gray, silver. He turned Ian’s hand over, smoothed out his clenched fingers, and ran a finger along his palm. His touch seared Ian’s skin.

“I do not want to kill you. I want to take you away from this ordinary, depleted life. I want to make love to you. I want to fuck you until you can’t walk straight.”

“Um.” Ian checked out the cafe again. No one was twitching or peeking from behind books or otherwise acting like they’d heard this. He felt himself melting, going gooey inside.

“None of these humans can help you. I can help you. I can show you the magic you’ve been longing for. I can unlock you. Only I have the key.”

“And who are you exactly? What are you?” Ian tried to pull his hand away. The svarta clamped down harder. Actual physical contact sent shock waves rippling beneath Ian’s skin.

“My name is Ezekiel Stormshadow. I am what you in your human ignorance might call an elf.”

 

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