A Magical Journey of Epic Romance
Layla
After three years caring for her dying mother, Layla Callaway learns she was adopted under unusual circumstances. Following a cryptic message to seek her birth family in Oregon, Layla uproots her life to find out the truth about her past. And herself.
Quin
Quin's natural charisma is attractive to plenty of women, but he longs for the one he's been dreaming of his entire life. When that day arrives, not only is he breathless, he's confronted with the challenge of a lifetime - an innate need to keep her safe and forever by his side.
The Enemy
Through manipulation and dark magic, Agro uses the powers of others to elevate his supremacy and wealth. When he discovers Layla didn't die at birth, he sets out to find and possess her.
Stretching from coast to coast and teeming with loathed villains and beloved heroes, The Mystic Series is rich with emotion, magic and intrigue. Whether the reader is laughing, crying or falling in love, they'll find themselves invested in Layla's fate through the rich dialogue and emotionally driven characters that weave the web of this fiery tale.
Excerpt:
The door opened, and Rhosewen slipped inside, flashing a smile as she clicked the latch into place. Aedan smirked at her stubbornness. Then his breath caught in his chest as she stepped into the moonlight.
She wore a wispy, white nightgown with thin straps and a deep neckline, displaying her slender collarbones and firm cleavage.
Aedan swallowed a lump then slid his gaze down her curvy waist, his lips parting with a reverent sigh. The hem of her gown wafted around her upper thighs, giving him his first full view of her legs, which were even better than he’d imagined, and he’d imagined them perfect.
She walked toward him, her ivory skin glittering with every fluid step. “Were you sleeping?” she whispered, climbing into bed.
Aedan rolled onto his side and propped his head on his hand, scanning her from head to toe. “Nuh-uh.”
She wiggled closer. “I was missing you.”
“What a coincidence,” he whispered, drifting his thumb over her cheek. “I was missing you.”
He wanted to see the rest of her body, the parts hidden beneath the thin nightgown. They called his name, testing his self-control. “You have a fantastic body, Rose. If you’re here to tempt me, mission accomplished.”
His fingertips slid into the V of her gown then flitted to her side, trailing over her hip to her thigh. Goosebumps followed, and she giggled, cuddling closer to his warm body.
“How tempted are you?” she asked.
He returned his fingers to her cheek, tilting her head back to find her eyes. “Very, but I don’t want to push my luck.”
“You’re sweet,” she whispered, searching his gaze, “and I love that about you, but right now, there’s something else I want.”
“I’ll give you the world, Rose.”
“I don’t want the world. I want you to stop being so polite to my parents and start making love to me.”
“Here?” he laughed.
“Now,” she soberly confirmed, wrapping a hand around the back of his neck.
A Magical Journey of Epic RomanceLaylaAccording to the fairy tales Layla Callaway read as a child, she'd stepped into one. She suddenly has the extended family she always wanted, a beautiful home in Oregon, and the ability to perform astonishing magic. But her perfect world has a price, and she may end up paying with her life.QuinQuin Kavanagh wants nothing more than to shed his playboy past and devote himself to Layla, but his womanizing reputation threatens to destroy their budding relationship and shatter his dreams.The EnemyObsessed with Layla's immense power, Agro eliminates leads on his way to Oregon. But there's a stranger lurking much closer to Layla's new home, and he's closing in quicker than anyone knows. Leaving a trail of tragedy in their wakes, both wizards crave what Layla has, and they'll stop at nothing to get it.Stretching from coast to coast and teeming with loathed villains and beloved heroes, The Mystic Series is rich with emotion, magic and intrigue. Whether the reader is laughing, crying or falling in love, they'll find themselves invested in Layla's fate through the rich dialogue and emotionally driven characters that weave the web of this fiery tale.
Excerpt:
“My questions are done now. No more asking for permission. I’m going to do what I want, and if you don’t like it, you’re going to have to tell me.”Layla nodded as a shudder rocked her body. Just the thought of Quin doing what he wanted with her had her hips twitching like mad. When did she become so damn libidinous?
His satisfied smile stayed in place as he leaned close, perching his lips on hers. Then he softly kissed before pulling away. When his hand left her face, his t-shirt disappeared.
Layla flinched and blinked. Then she laughed as she rolled her eyes at herself. “That’s convenient.”
She looked at his exposed torso, and the next thing she knew, her fingers were on his ridged abdomen, like they had a mind of their own and were determined to explore every groove. She’d known he was muscular, but seeing him shirtless was like the unveiling of Michelangelo’s David, only way better, because Quin’s bronze skin felt nothing like cold, uninviting stone. Warm and smooth, it stretched over immaculate angles, tempting her to cuddle him like she would a fuzzy pillow or a furry kitten. He was beyond perfect, and she felt quite blessed her sense of touch was alive and well.
As she ran a fingernail along the defined indentation below his abs, a chill swept over her, and she looked down, gasping at her bare breasts. Her tank top was gone! She was shirtless!
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