Tuesday, October 2, 2012

NEW RELEASE: Phantom Shadows by Dianne Duvall

Dianne Duvall's much anticipated third installment of the Immortal Guardians series has arrived! We first meet Bastien in book 1, but now it's time to read his story, and I'm very excited to do so and hope y'all are too. Read on for more info, including trailers and an excerpt!

Dr. Melanie Lipton is no stranger to the supernatural. She knows immortals better than they know themselves, right down to their stubborn little genes. So although a handsome rogue immortal seems suspicious to her colleagues, Sebastien Newcombe intrigues Melanie. His history is checkered, his scars are impressive, and his ideas are daring. But it's not his ideas that have Melanie fighting off surges of desire. . .

Bastien is used to being the bad guy. In fact, he can't remember the last time he had an ally he could trust. But Melanie is different--and under her calm, professional exterior he senses a passion beyond anything in his centuries of experience. Giving in to temptation is out of the question--he can't put her in danger. But she isn't asking him. . .

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Bastien’s breath halted the moment her fingers sank into his raven tresses. His eyes flared bright amber again. His lids lowered.

Melanie combed his hair back on one side, let it fall forward in graceful waves. Heart pounding, she buried both hands in his hair – so thick – and slid her fingers, nails clipped short to accommodate her work at the computer – along his scalp.

A growl, more like the rumbling purr a tiger might make, arose deep his throat.

Her pulse spiked.

Bastien braced his hands on the edge of the exam table, gripping it tightly.

“What are you doing, Dr. Lipton?” he asked hoarsely.

“Melanie,” she corrected, heart pounding so hard she was sure Cliff and Joe must hear it in their apartments across the hall.

“What are you doing, Melanie?”

She repeated the action. “Whatever feels good,” she whispered.

That drew a groan from him. Leaning forward, he rested his forehead on her shoulder.

She waited for him to turn his head and nuzzle her neck, maybe take a little bite. But he didn’t. He increased the pressure of his forehead on her shoulder, pressed her back the tiniest bit, the battle raging within him palpable.

“I need you to not do that,” he said, voice low.


“Because every time you touch me I feel how much you want me and it makes me want you even more.”

Her blood heated. “I don’t have a problem with that,” she murmured.

Bastien groaned and did turn his head then, pressed his lips to her throat. “You should.” He lifted his head, stared at her with those incredible, luminescent eyes. So bright. So beautiful. So full of desire.

Mere inches separated them.

He raised one hand, cupped her cheek, smoothed his thumb across her skin.

Melanie had never wanted a man to kiss her more.

He shifted, leaned closer, touched his lips to hers.

Her breath caught.

“I can feel everything you feel,” he whispered.

“Is that the only reason you’re kissing me?”

His head moved from side to side in a barely discernible shake. “You don’t know how much I wish it were.” His lips again closed on hers . . .


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