About the Book
Title: Blood of Stars and Gods
Series: Stars & Souls, 2
Author: Melissa A. Petreshock
Genre: NA Fantasy Romance
Publisher: Swoon Romance
Publication Date: October 4, 2016
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Forever does not go on unchanged.
Caitriona Hayden’s destiny as the Dracopraesi dragon’s North Star is no clearer to her than it was weeks ago. However, Cait’s eternal future seems a minor concern while the vengeful elves continue taunting the dragons, now using violence against the human population in their desire for war.
Battles of war aren’t the only ones fought.
King Corrin struggles to make peace with his coming end, and as his family bonds heal, stronger relationships and alliances form among Cait and her dragons. Theo may have won her heart, but Oliver fills a void long left by the passing of her uncle, and each dragon is a part of Cait’s family.
But a darkness bleeds through to change their world.
When faced with decisions of life and death, Cait, Theo, and demigod Dante must choose unpredictable paths, chance outcomes of eternal consequences, and make dubious promises. As Cait displays unexpected abilities, complications arise, more details of her destiny are revealed, and she discovers the inherent risks of fearing change.
Every era has a beginning and an end. There are things in the world no one is meant to stop.
Blood of Stars and Gods is book two in the exciting Stars and Souls trilogy, sequel to Amazon #1 Contemporary Fantasy: Fire of Stars and Dragons!
“Oliver, I’d rather you not go alone,” I tell him, pulling away from Theo to approach the towering First Brother of the House of Pendragon, who looks more like a lost child than the most respected dragon of their house’s brotherhood. “At least, let Liam keep you company, even if he doesn’t stay too close.” Taking Oliver’s hand, I squeeze it, and he reaches down to wrap his arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer. After his little ‘catnip’ talk with me, I understand somewhat better why the dragons enjoy my nearness, the soothing effect within my blood, what makes me their North Star has, the irrefutable draw I have, and the danger I’m in. “Just be safe. I may have several of you hanging around, but that doesn’t mean I want to lose any of you.” Abnormal as it may be, this dysfunctional family we’ve become is all I have that matters. The way I hold his hand tightly for a moment longer, I’m sure he understands what I said goes, at least, double for him.
Nodding, he gestures to Liam, and the two head out the balcony doors, quickly shifting, taking to the sky in one fluid motion. “Well, it seems the second I return, everyone has somewhere else to be.” Claaron smirks, and I just shake my head. “I suppose with Clifford down, I should go check the security cameras. He’d rather have lost his arm completely than have anything happen to his dearest techy toys and gadgets.”
As soon as he’s gone, Theo looks around the empty living room. “Alone with my love. Why does it seem this has not happened in far too long?”
Returning to his side, letting my head fall against his chest as he engulfs me in his arms, I sigh. “Because it hasn’t. We’re never alone. Hell, I can barely walk through my own home without tripping over a dragon.”
My GoSky vibrates in my pocket, and I pull it out, examining the text message delivered, sending a brief reply before shoving it back in, taking a deep breath. “Agtos says Falcon reports he has already arrived at Evan’s ahead of schedule.”
Dante frowns. “As greatly as I appreciate Falcon’s timeliness, could Agtos not find someone more appealing?”
“What is wrong with Falcon?” Cait demands. “Theo doesn’t seem to like him either.”
Speaking carefully, Liam attempts to answer without earning Cait’s wrath for any misstep. “There is a reason he goes by that name, Cait. He’s an excellent flier, best in his house, and Falcon is also a merciless killer when attacking his prey, be it an enemy of war, a dark soul, or simply those he sees as threats to his wards.”
“Well, aren’t all dragons supposed to be protective that way, guarding their wards, destroying dark souls?” Her quick defense of a dragon she has yet to meet does not make explaining the situation easier for anyone. No one wishes to fall out of her favor, harming their relationships with Cait, the care and affection she gives so generously.
Clearing his throat, Oliver waits a moment until she looks at him. “On the most basic level of interpretation, that is essentially our purpose; however, I daresay no other dragon performs his duties with such ruthless zeal as Falcon. Nor is any other quite so callous in temperament.”
Cait narrows her eyes at my brother, but he and I both know we are the two she’ll listen to most reasonably. “You’ve told me before, that there are no ‘big bad dragons,’ Oliver, so what’s the problem?”
He chooses his words wisely before replying. “Caitie, if there were a ‘big bad dragon,’ undoubtedly, Falcon Kielgard would be that dragon.”
“Ooh, that sounds challenging,” Cait exclaims, her eyes bright, smile wide. “What are we waiting for? Let’s go.”
Cait enjoys the freedom of the outdoors and the warmth of the sun on her face after too long caged within her apartment. She knows that once the elves find us, such freedom will be limited once again. Yet for now, I cannot resist the desire to indulge her, even as Falcon stands like a statue less than twenty feet away, expression stony, only his eyes moving, alert for any threat, and adamantly disagreeing with my decision.
“Then do you believe I am correct in this assessment?” I ask Agtos, holding the GoSky to my ear, trying to listen over the chaotic noise of Cait laughing as she dances around the yard, coercing Jai and Claaron into joining her, though it takes little convincing to get Jai to do anything, and Claaron would never allow himself to be outdone.
“Yes and no.” I pinch the bridge of my nose, trying not to sigh at his cryptic response, knowing he would hear that.
“They somehow knew of our intent but do not have an Oracle?” At times, his responses are more puzzling than helpful, taking a great deal of patience and thought to decipher. And raise far too many additional questions than often he adequately answers.
“An Oracle but not an Oracle. They have Valoin.”
“Valoin. Z’s brother?” I now know absolutely no more than when I called him.
“Yes,” he states as if this answers all the questions in the known universe.
Oh, my Goddess, I do believe I am developing a dragon-sized migraine. “How do you suggest I handle this particular problem?” I can only hope this might draw out a better explanation.
“You’ll find everything you need once you lose what you found.”
I blink, still perplexed, and then squeeze my eyes shut, a dreadful sense of fear shuddering through me. “I’m quite sure I will.” But I do not know if I wish to bear what loss may find me.
Hooking his fingers to slide them down together, Theo leaves a blazing trail of kisses on my legs as he moves my jeans and silk panties to the floor. My heart beating an erotic staccato and breaths coming heavy, I try to run my own fingers through his hair, guide him where I want him, where I need him now, but his strong hands grasp my arms.
“Not this time, Cait.” Something in my dragon’s demanding tone arouses me further. “Step out.” I do as he commands, and he moves my clothes away, reaching back for his discarded t-shirt. “Hands behind your back.” His voice is dark and dangerous, sending a heated thrill through me. Gently, but not too gently, he ties my wrists with his shirt, secure, yet not painful. Exciting. Standing again, he scoops my breasts out of the cups of my bra, perching them atop the lace, tweaking the nipples into pert, hardened, pink pebbles. The corner of his lip twitches, and he leans down, grazing the rugged stubble on his face over my soft skin, teasing my now sensitive nipples with his teeth and tongue all-too briefly before pushing my feet apart with his own then stepping back, admiring his handiwork.
“My wife… So provocative. You like this. I can smell it.” His lip twitches again, and he bites it. I can tell he’s trying to maintain the façade of perfect control, though I feel his raging desire, but something in him needs this, has to hold onto dominance in this moment. He kicks off his boots, keeping his eyes on me. “What do you want me to do to you, Cait?”
His hand drops to his jeans, thumb hanging on the waist, fingers stroking over the hardened length I see straining for freedom. I don’t know who he’s teasing more really, me or himself. “Maybe I want to do something to you, Theo.” I lick my lips, slow and sensual, watching his breath hitch just a bit. Control is a façade in every way.
I try not to roll my eyes. Of course not. Tie me up and pleasure me, we’re just being kinky. Tie me up and pleasure him, we’re toeing the line of degrading women. No go with a dragon.
One of these days, Theo’s going to find himself tied up.
“Enough,” Theo states, tone low, menacing, warning. “He failed. We failed. I failed. Who bears the blame for not seeing what we believed impossible? Which of us has known an Oracle, other than Agtos, to rush into battle? They are not warriors. They are seers. They are not fighters. They are mild-mannered mystics. How could we anticipate a Blood Mage? Not one has been seen in over two thousand years.” He exhales a great sigh, defeat inscribed on his every feature. “Corrin’s blood is tainted with great illness. Every drop in his body could not suffice to undo what has been done. I must call upon Dante.”
With that, he reaches over her body and picks up Cait’s right hand, rubbing her limp thumb across the ring she wears, the protection talisman given by the demigod. When I prayed for another path, a way to save her, I wasn’t asking for this sacrifice instead.
In a blinding flash of azure lightning and deafening crack of thunder, the demigod appears at Cait’s feet. “Caitriona.” His broken whisper fills the silent void as he steps around to kneel at her right side. “What has happened?”
“Agtos said the Oracle we suspected sided with Z was not an Oracle. He was all-too-right.” Theo’s eyes fall to Cait. “Valoin is a Blood Mage.”
Dante quickly moves his hands to her neck. “Was she bitten?”
“I cannot say,” Oliver replies. “He brought three others. Perhaps to distract us. We did not see every move he made toward Caitie.”
In a hushed tone, Dante curses in long-dead languages, a behavior I would find amusing from him in another situation. Worrisome is the only thing I can say it is now.
“The ring I gave her, I ensured it could heal the bite of a vampire, yet I can still detect the fresh healed punctures here on the left side. They are not of a depth with lethal intent. I do not believe he desired her death. Valoin wanted to sample the strength within her.” He pulls his hands away from her, staring at the blood on them. “Whatever Z’s desires in this war may be, his brother has other plans. Z cannot control such a vile-souled vampire and the darkest of magick that is a Blood Mage. Amassing blood-borne powers such as Caitriona’s would unleash an atrocity upon this world the likes of which have never been seen. My darkest days were a mild nuisance in comparison.”
“None of their intentions matter if she dies, Dante. You must save her.” Theo eyes him in a way that would run most men’s blood cold.
“Do what you must.”
About the Author
Romance author Melissa A. Petreshock lives in the Greater Atlanta area, writing whatever strikes her fancy and submitting on unnatural doses of coffee, sarcasm, and music. Spending most of her time weaving reality and imagination into fantastical romantic tales, Mel often loses track of reality and is admittedly more than a tad eccentric.
Look for future works in the Stars & Souls trilogy as well as additional projects of contemporary romance and whatever else the muse sends Mel's way.
About Book 1
Title: Fire of Stars and Dragons
Series: Stars & Souls, 1
Author: Melissa A. Petreshock
Genre: NA Fantasy Romance
Publisher: Swoon Romance
Publication Date: April 29, 2014
A dragon's fire cannot be tamed.
In 22nd century sovereign America, women should be seen and not heard. Unfortunately, twenty-one-year-old Caitriona Hayden didn't get that memo!
Determined to make her way in the world following the death of her uncle, being "seen" is the least of Cait's problems.
Someone's trying to kill her.
Ordained to guard and protect her, when Theo Pendragon claims Cait as his ward, he finds more than he expects as the flames of passion ignite within the dragon for the first time. But Theo is not alone in his desire, and he must learn to fight for what he wants, even if it costs him his best friend.
Dante, a powerful demigod and beloved friend to Theo, has spent centuries pursuing intellectual endeavors rather than indulging in the heat of desire. But everything changes when Cait arouses an attraction he cannot deny.
But Dante isn't the only one with a vested interest in Cait's future.
America's monarch, an ancient vampire named Corrin, puts no stock in the frivolity of love, and yet a proper queen would boost his approval rating amongst the people. Marrying Cait could hold the key to his survival.
Now, love, desire and need force Cait into an impossible situation with dire consequences.
Soon, Cait goes from studying for college exams to fighting for a future she never knew she wanted with a man she never imagined she could love. But the key to her future is held in the one secret she has yet to uncover.
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