NEW RELEASE! Black Heart~Book 3 of the Blackthorne Clan

NOW AVAILABLE: Book 3 of the Blackthorne Clan paranormal series from Evernight Publishing~

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BLURB:  Head of the Blackthorne Clan, Deegan Black has known heartache and pain. A dangerous and powerful Ancient Vampire, Deegan has learned to control much more than his clan. Is he powerful enough to deny the Mate Bond he feels for Raylene Nightwood?

Raylene is a Dhampyre, and the daughter of his blood brother, Raynor, who for decades has yearned for Deegan Black, only to be coldly rebuffed. Can the tragedies and complications the clan experiences bring them together, or threaten to tear them apart forever?

Raylene awakened feelings in him he thought he would not have again. Deegan considered these passions to be little more than vampiric mythology. She awakened his...black heart.

Excerpt:

His mate.
They could only have sex with each other now, no one else. It had been over one hundred and fifty years since he last took the Mate Bond, so it would be quite an adjustment to be faithful with one woman going forward. But it was done now, no going back.
He didn’t want to go back.



This was beyond lust, and he knew it. Or he wouldn’t have fought it for as long as he did. He didn’t want to love again. Seemed fate had other plans.
Deegan pulled into his driveway. He put the car in park, ran around to the passenger door, and lifted Raylene into his arms. At five feet-six, she was a perfect fit for him with her lush curves and full, sensual mouth, plus she had Raynor’s best facial features. She wasn’t drop dead gorgeous, as Julian had managed to get the perfect, pretty looks, but Raylene possessed a beauty all her own.
He ran into his house, taking the stairs two at time. He sensed they were alone—perfect. Raylene’s arm circled his neck, and she nuzzled his throat, murmuring what she wanted him to do to her. He was ready to explode in his jeans.
He lowered her to the floor none too gently, and they both began aggressively removing each other’s clothes. Naked, they stood facing each other. Before he fell on her like a wild beast, he wanted her to know, even if he could not yet put it into words. He cupped her face and angled it upward and kissed her lips. A soft meshing, an affectionate invasion, his tongue moved slowly inside her mouth, caressing every inch, tasting and sucking. She exhaled with such an achingly passionate moan the sound bordered on a sob.
His heart clenched in his chest, his unused, blackened-to-a-cinder heart. With just that small noise, she reawakened the heart that was so unsure of so many things after decades of neglect. He couldn’t wait anymore. His arms pulled her close so their bodies were cleaved into one, her soft curves embracing his body’s sharp angles and hardness. His kiss grew more demanding, and she gave it right back. God, he loved that about her. He loved her.