The Gifted and The Damned (Vampire Wars #1)
Genre: M/F, Paranormal Romance
Seduction was her gift…He was her weakness…
In the small town of Corydon Indiana, witches, seers, and shape shifters live hidden from the everyday world in plain sight. They live under the constant memory of the trials of Salem and live by a code of secrecy.
Ruby Malone, the only siren ever born to her family of witches, held the hearts of many men in the palm of her hand, making her the talk of the supernatural community, but there was only one man that she wanted. Making seer Archer Wallace hers was the only thing Ruby cared about until a war between the gifted and the vampires turned her world upside down.
Suddenly, the world that Ruby knows is gone. Archer is off fighting in the war and Poe Corvus, a rebellious shape shifter with a past, tempts her to be the siren she was born to be.
Ruby looked up at me, her green eyes glittering in the near darkness. My gaze fell on her red trembling lips.
Before I could stop myself, I was kissing her, forcing my tongue between her teeth. At first, she fought me, but then I felt her mold herself to me and press herself against my groin.
There was no waiting. I pulled at her clothes, almost tearing them off her. Her creamy flesh beckoned me, smelling of earth and sin. I tore away my own clothes so that I could hold her warm body against my naked skin.
She reached up and took my face in her hands, “Look at me.”
I looked down into her green eyes, feeling my very soul pull towards her. “What?”
Ruby brushed her hand over my cheek, “I do love you. I love you so much that it scares me sometimes.”
I was kissing her then, trailing my lips along her jawline and down to her neck. I could hear her unsteady and ragged breaths as I licked at her collarbone, but my own breath was coming just as fast.
I eased her down onto the floor and stretched out beside her. My lips found her breast, she cried out as they closed around her nipple. I brought my hand up to knead the other breast, pinching that nipple between my first finger and thumb. Ruby arched her back and twisted her fingers in my hair as my tongue circled her nipple before taking it between my teeth in a gentle nibble.
I pulled her closer, sliding my hand under her so that I could clutch her buttock. I ran one finger along her cleft, teasing her nether opening.
She drew in a sharp breath and bucked her hips upwards as if trying to get closer to me. I ached with my need to impale her, to fill her completely.
I groaned, low and animalistic. I shifted so that I could move further down, leaning over her and brushing her hair off her neck and shoulders.
“Can I really trust you?” I asked as I teased her skin with a feather touch.
“Yes,” she gasped. “Yes.”
I brought my lips back down to her lips and then trailed along her throat, between her breasts, and stopped just below her stomach. I positioned myself between her legs, eased her thighs apart, and then lowered my mouth to her wet slit.
Ruby gasped as I buried myself there, lapping at her inner folds. She bucked and cried out as I held her down and worked her over. She was still twitching when I moved back up her body, kissing her hot flesh, as I took her.
She clutched at my shoulders, pulling me closer. I felt her come apart again and again until I could not hold back anymore. I swore as a shudder overtook me.
We remained on the floor, Ruby’s head against my chest. My fingers tracing the ridges of her spine as I listened to our hearts beat in time.
My Review: 4/5 Stars
This book had me a little peeved when certain people came up. I mean some people can’t help the way they are born and you can’t seriously be mad that she is a siren. You fell in love with her, you left, but came back with another woman that you married. Then you ask her to look after your wife while you go to war, knowing and I mean knowing that she still loves you. Messing with me I would have slapped you a few times or you wasn’t making it to war because, well let’s just say you probably won’t be able to walk.
I had to get that part out. Now this was an interesting read, I could have done without all the people that had their own POV. Mainly Lily. But I was cheering for Ruby, that she would find that one man that would make her forget a certain jackass. She found him, but then Lily had to go and open her big mouth, so the town is talking crap and has Poe doubting Ruby. That is a big no-no. I wanted to slap Lily for that alone. Also for the way she treated her brother’s wife.
Ok got off subject again. This story is the tale of a young lady basically trying to find her way after heart break and devastation before and after the war. I felt Ruby was strong, though at times she was a little selfish, but hey you gotta do what you feel is right for you. It tells the story of how she didn’t give up when after the war she would have starved to death and she found a way to make it work even with the town hating on her.
With the way it ended, how hope there is more to the story and that all the evil people get exactly what they deserve. Or maybe that’s just me. I also want to see what warm place Poe picked.
Dana Michelle Burnett spent most of her life writing short stories and sharing them with family and friends. Over the years, her work was published in numerous commercial and literary magazines including Just Labs, Mindprints: A Literary Journal, Foliate Oak, and many more. Her short story John Lennon and the Chicken Holocaust was include in The Best of Foliate Oak 2006.
Dana Michelle’s Spiritus Series introduced the idea of a ghostly romance and became a Kindle bestselling series. Her Gypsy Fairy Tale Series combined the magic of the Tuatha De Danann and the Irish Travellers and the first book in the series,Once, was included in the Faery Realms Multi-Author Box Set. With this new series, Dana Michelle dives into the trials and tribulations surrounded the paranormal gifted during a war with vampires.
She’s an avid reader of anything dark and romantic. Dana Michelle lives in Southern Indiana with her dancing diva daughter and an assortment of pets.
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*** An ARC copy was given to me for a honest review.