Seduced
by a Demon King (Eternal Mates Paranormal Romance Series Book 17) by Felicity
Heaton – Book Tour and Giveaway!
New York Times best-selling paranormal
romance author Felicity Heaton is here today for the book tour of her new paranormal
romance release, Seduced
by a Demon King, the latest release in her popular Eternal
Mates world.
If you love big worlds packed with detail and every
paranormal species imaginable, together with hot alpha heroes and strong heroines
bringing them to their knees, then this series is definitely for you. Plus,
each book has a happily forever after and there are no cliff-hangers, because
there’s nothing worse than a cliff-hanger!
Seduced
by a Demon King (Eternal Mates Paranormal Romance Series Book 17)
by Felicity Heaton
Saddled with a crown he never wanted, King Tegan of the Second Realm of demons
is a warrior born for war stuck ruling in a time of peace, bound by the pact
that cost his brother his life. Chafed by the ties that have held him shackled
to his throne for the last thousand years, Tegan plans an escape from his
prison—one stolen night meant to give him a taste of freedom, but one that will
lead him to the greatest battle of his life.
A fight to claim the heart of a bewitching
fae female who might be his fated mate.
According to many in her clan, and the
idiotic incubi who infest the fae town where she lives, Suki puts the suck in
succubus. Down on her luck, and in danger of being kicked out of the family she
loves, she’s determined to prove her worth by bagging and tagging a powerful
male. When she sets eyes on a mysterious, panty-melting demon warrior in a
nightclub, things finally seem to be going her way, but his shadowed aura and
guardedness warns he won’t be an easy mark.
Seducing him is going to be the fight of
her life.
When the battle is done, will the victor
have the forever they want, or will this war cost them both everything?
Suki regretted agreeing to come to
Underworld tonight. She had regretted it from the moment her sisters had
cajoled her into the trip, and she should have made her excuses and left. She
wasn’t in the mood for hunting tonight. She was tired, cranky, and absolutely
nothing was going her way.
She had managed to steal one kiss from a
nice guy who had moderately good looks and had fallen for her charms, but he
had tasted like ashes and her fuel gauge was still on the red line. She needed
a male who could fill her tank, didn’t want to resort to the sort of feed her
sisters seemed intent on getting tonight.
Allura openly fondled the man she had cornered,
one who Suki had surmised was a shifter of some variety. Shifters often
provided a good feed, but it would come at a high price. Chances were, Allura
would kill him once they got busy. Shifters were strong, but not strong enough
to handle sex with a succubus.
Suki had lost track of Vidia. The blonde
female had been swift to ditch Suki’s sorry ass as soon as she had spotted
potential prey. If Suki had to guess, she had spotted her favourite food.
A nymph.
Nymphs were strong enough to handle a
succubus if they were old enough, but the ones who were old enough were so
damned conceited and egotistical that Suki couldn’t stand them for long enough
to get past the conversation stage of a hunt.
Vidia had once said that petting the ego of
a nymph was worth it, even though it left a bad taste in her mouth. According
to Suki’s clan, doing whatever it took to get a good feed was worth it,
regardless of how crappy it made you feel.
Maybe that was the reason they all thought Suki
was a complete and utter failure.
She was starving but she still couldn’t
bring herself to sleep with a guy who wasn’t strong enough to survive it or
stoop to grooming a nymph’s narcissism.
Suki tried to push all the niggling voices
out of her head, the thousand jibes and taunts, and harsh words that had come
from every corner of the clan, including the mistress who acted as the head of
it. They went, but not before they took a few cheap shots at her already
fragile mood, cleaving holes in her heart.
Why the hell had she bothered coming out tonight?
She looked at the pleasant man opposite
her, one who scored an eight in most departments and who was talking her ear
off about a subject she had no interest in and slowly looking more and more as
if he was leaning towards ditching her for someone else.
Probably Allura or Vidia. He had asked
about them more than once and she had caught the way he had drooled over Allura
when the onyx-haired and violet-to-blue-eyed beauty had stopped to check in on
her. She couldn’t blame him. As always, Allura had somehow managed to squeeze
her incredible body into a black rubber mini and a leather corset that barely
contained her ample breasts.
Suki was beginning to feel she should have
stayed at home. This night was going to go the same way they always did when
her sisters dragged her out. She had started out thinking tonight would be
different, as always, and she would finally get things right. A few
unfulfilling kisses later she would end up screwing everything up and going
home alone, still hungry and in an even worse mood.
The opinion of her sisters would only get
worse and her future would only look gloomier, and her mood would only grow
darker.
She smiled at the nice man and forced
herself to move closer, tried to focus on what he was saying but it really was
boring. She didn’t really care what kind of car he drove, or that he owned his
apartment rather than rented. None of that impressed her.
She had never been into material things.
At least not to the extent that her sisters
were.
Sometimes, her succubus nature got the
better of her and shiny cars and fat bank balances easily seduced her. The
perils of living on a tiny allowance. When her money was in danger of running
out, she fell victim to her nature, a strange sense of desperation gripping her
that had her spending most of the days until her next payment walking around
frazzled and in her own little world, seeking a male who might buy her
something pretty.
A girl could dream about having money,
enough to buy whatever she wanted, couldn’t she?
Of course, normally allowing herself to
dream like that only made the reality of her situation an even worse nightmare.
Her sisters could afford pretty things,
nice clothes and jewellery, and expensive make up, because they preyed on more
than the sexual energy of their hosts. They preyed on their bank accounts too,
convincing the addled males to buy them things. Suki had tried that once or
twice, or maybe a million times, when in the grip of her flat-broke-fever.
She was yet to succeed in convincing a male
to buy her something.
Another thing that left a sour taste in her
mouth.
Allura did a drive by and sneakily pressed
her hand to her forehead, forming an L against it. L for loser.
Her sister meant the male was a loser and
to ditch him, but Suki couldn’t help but take it personally. Her entire clan
thought she was the loser because she was forever having problems with men and
feeding. The charm her mother had been famous for had apparently refused to be
inherited by her.
Suki lacked the basic succubus skills so
badly that a few of her sisters questioned whether she really was her mother’s
daughter and not some stray she had picked up in the fae town or a baby swapped
at birth with her real daughter.
Sometimes, Suki wondered that too.
Most of the time, she wondered how she
could make her sisters proud of her. She didn’t want them to look down on her.
She didn’t want to lose them.
The world would be a bleak and lonely place
without her sisters.
She struggled to fit in at the clan, but
she would struggle even more to fit into a world without them in it. She
belonged at the clan, with her sisters. She had lost her only blood relation,
but every female in her clan was her sister, whether they were a daughter or a
mother, an aunt or a grandmother. They were all her sisters.
The only family she had.
Before her mother had died, she had told
Suki something that remained with her to this day.
One day, she would find her place in this
world.
Suki knew what her mother had meant by
that. One day, she would prove herself to the clan, would learn to use her
powers and bloom just as her mother had always said she would, and she would
become part of the family just as she had always wanted.
One day, her sisters would love her just as
she loved them.
Solid Eight tossed her a flirty smile, one
she returned as she sidled closer to him.
She brushed her arm against his, savouring
the way his aura shifted, the colours that flared around him like an aurora changing
to reveal the red of passion and arousal. He wanted her. She could bag and tag
him, although there was a danger the tagging part might end up being one
attached to his toe as they wheeled him into a morgue.
Why did Solid Eight have to be human?
She was sure that underneath his blue jeans
and dark checked shirt he had a good body, one that would delight her, and that
his desire and passion would provide a modest meal. Humans were off limits as
far as she was concerned though. One slip and she would end up killing him,
even if they were only kissing at the time. She didn’t have the energy to focus
on restraining herself. She was too hungry, needed a man who could get her off
the red line through kissing before she dared to do anything saucier with him.
Allura strolled past again, tugging a
handsome man along behind her. Suki was surprised her sister didn’t plant
another L on her forehead. The clan’s favourite succubus just rolled her eyes
instead.
Suki glared at her.
Fine, she was taking too long with the guy,
but Solid Eight had her twisted in knots. The temptation to kiss him and see if
he could handle giving her a little of his energy was great, but the thought of
accidentally killing him was like a bucket of icy water on her libido.
Suki looked around the room again, hunting
a stronger target, one who could handle a succubus and might be able to provide
her with a good feed. If she could find a powerful man, not a nymph, she could
probably fill her tank on kissing or at least kissing and a little fooling
around.
An ache bloomed between her thighs and she
rubbed them together in her tight black cotton mini, the thought of getting
frisky with a man sending her temperature soaring and short-circuiting the part
of her brain that constantly chided her, telling her not to go too far in case
she accidentally killed her host.
A man flashed into her mind, his gaunt face
and dull blue eyes hurling another bucket of ice down her panties, quenching
the fire that had just started burning.
It had been more than a month since she had
let her hunger get the better of her and had almost killed him, and although it
had been a mistake on her part because she had been convinced he had been
stronger than he had turned out to be, she still couldn’t shake the guilt.
That night had left a bitter taste in her
mouth.
And it had also cemented her clan’s opinion
of her.
Any one of her sisters would have gone
ahead and given the man a pleasurable exit from this world in order to fill up
her tank to the max.
Suki had panicked and teleported him to the
emergency room of a London hospital instead.
Cyrena, the clan mistress, had hauled Suki into
her office and had talked about the rules, reiterating them for the thousandth
time, and had given her a look that left Suki in no doubt that her next mistake
was going to be her last.
If she kept failing at everything a
succubus was meant to be good at, if she kept tarnishing the hallowed name of
their clan, she was going to be kicked out of it. She had been warned enough
times that they wouldn’t tolerate any black marks on their highly respected
name, and Suki was a massive dark smudge right across the middle of it. If her
mother had been anyone else, she would have been tossed out on her ass by now.
In the last month, she had doubled down on her
training, more desperate than ever to prove herself worthy of being a member of
the family that had raised her. She had hit fae clubs in Scotland and northern
England, and even a few in America, practicing her charms on soft targets.
Tonight, she had come to practice on
stronger marks.
But judging by the bored look on Solid
Eight’s face, she was failing dismally. If she couldn’t charm a human tonight,
how was she meant to charm a strong immortal?
A hot bolt of fire shot down her spine,
lighting up her insides and cranking up her temperature, and she frowned as she
swiftly scanned the room. Someone was looking at her and it wasn’t the human.
She shivered, the delicious heat that
curled through her threatening to rip a moan from her lips as she tried to keep
it together. Her eyes darted over everyone, her limited senses stretching out
around her in an attempt to pinpoint the one who was looking at her.
Because whoever it was, they had somehow
fired her up with just a look, one she wasn’t even reciprocating.
Her eyes locked with intense dark pools set
in a stunning sculpted face and the room dropped away, Solid Eight’s words lost
on her as she fell into those fathomless depths.
Heat suffused every inch of her, fire
flaring in her veins as she swallowed hard, bewitched by the spell this newcomer
had cast on her with just a single look.
Felicity Heaton is a New York Times and USA
Today international best-selling author writing passionate paranormal romance
books. In her books, she creates detailed worlds, twisting plots, mind-blowing
action, intense emotion and heart-stopping romances with leading men that vary
from dark deadly vampires to sexy shape-shifters and wicked werewolves, to
sinful angels and hot demons! If you're a fan of paranormal romance authors
Lara Adrian, J R Ward, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Gena Showalter and Christine Feehan
then you will enjoy her books too.
If you love your angels a little dark and
wicked, the best-selling Her Angel series is for you. If you like strong,
powerful, and dark vampires then try the Vampires Realm series or any of her
stand-alone vampire romance books. If you’re looking for vampire romances that
are sinful, passionate and erotic then try the best-selling London Vampires
series. Seven sexy and sinful Greek god brothers can be your new addiction in
the Guardians of Hades series. Or how about four hot alpha shifter brothers in
her Cougar Creek Mates series? Or if you prefer huge detailed worlds filled
with hot-blooded alpha males in every species, from elves to demons to dragons
to shifters and angels, then take a look at the Eternal Mates series.
If you want to know more about Felicity, or
want to get in touch, you can find her at the following places:
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