Blood Spirit is Terek's book, and it has a totally different feel from the first two books in the series. This hero is mystical, spiritual, and entirely seductive. I fell in love with him at the first word. Tall, with black hair and magical green eyes, he's sired thousands of female vampires, was a warrior and hero in the wars of vampires and humans, was a monk in his human life...oh, and he has the power of telepathy. See why I fell so hard?
But a man with so much going for him can't have everything come easy, so I gave him a heroine who is anything but easy on him. Ilona is a human and he turns her vampire, but that's the last moment of peace he gets. Strong, independent, and willful, she's a challenge to him and just what he needs.
Here's an excerpt to give you a taste of these two:
Ilona opened her eyes, and Terek saw that his blood had begun to bring her back from the empty abyss he'd feared and she'd begged for. A tiny smile formed on her lips, making him happy.
"How do you feel?"
"I'm sorry. I'm not sure I'll ever be the vampire you hope for, but I don't want to die, Terek. I was wrong."
"Do you still feel the hunger or pain?"
Cautiously, she inhaled and then exhaled. Smiling, she said, "My ribs feel much better. How did you do that?"
Terek smiled in return, happy to know his blood had begun to heal her. "I'm your sire. My blood is what made you vampire, so my blood can heal you better than any other in the world."
"And the hunger? Is that the same?"
Bringing his wrist to his mouth, he slid his tongue over the holes and closed them. "For now, my blood is what you need to connect you to our world."
"So someday I won't need your blood to do that?"
Terek felt a tiny stab at his heart. "Do you wish to be free of me so quickly?"
Shaking her head, Ilona frowned. "No. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that. I was just curious."
"My blood will always be what you crave most, but no, you won't always need it as you do now."
Ilona was silent, but he could tell she had something on her mind. Once again, he attempted to read her thoughts but heard nothing.
To find out, he'd have to do things the old-fashioned way. He'd have to ask.
"What's wrong, Ilona?"
She slid up and pressed her back against the pillows. He saw by her expression she was concerned about something but didn't expect the question she asked next.
"Do you love all these women?"
Ilona's eyes grew wide as she waited for his answer.
"Yes. In my own way, I love every one."
A look of confusion replaced her look of concern. "Do you sleep with all of them?"
"Yes, I have."
Swinging her legs past him, she stood from the bed and stared down at him with a look of determination. "I have no desire to be part of a harem."
"You will if I say you will." Harem? This was his house, not a harem, he thought defensively.
"No, I won't. I don't know what the rules of being a vampire are, but unless all sires are like you, I'm guessing I don't have to be one of your concubines."
Terek stared at her in amazement. "Concubines?"
"I'm thinking you've never met a woman like me, but that doesn't matter. I don't know how long you've been a vampire, but this isn't the Stone Ages."
Any romantic notions he'd had just minutes earlier were dashed by her staring down at him with her hands on her hips and her impudent mouth set firmly in a scowl. Oh, he'd met a woman like her before, long ago.
Terek stood and looked down into her stubborn eyes. God, she so reminded him of that one soul in the world who'd possessed him heart, mind, and body all those centuries ago.
"I see you have a typical Spanish temper. Well, don't worry. I'm patient."
As he watched her walk off in a huff, he smiled. Yes, he'd known another Spanish beauty like her. And if he didn't watch out, he'd end up as he had with that one.
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