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Title: Caressed by the Edge of Darkness (Rulers of Darkness #5)

Author: Amanda J. Greene

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Hardened by centuries of torture, former blood slave, Gabriel Erhard, is driven by an insatiable need to destroy his enemies. Violence darkens his battered soul, leaving no place for mercy in his world. Gabriel’s only desire is vengeance—until he finds her.
Seized by vampires, bound as a slave, and placed on the auction block, Jordan Culver is instantly entranced by the dangerous male who claims her. Jordan’s new captor vows to set her free, but his haunted gaze burns with savage desire and his wicked kiss makes her crave his touch and…complete surrender.
While Gabriel battles his enemies, he will break every sacred law to achieve his ultimate goal—uniting the Outcast Society and creating a new vampire Clan. But the distracting human with mesmerizing violet eyes jeopardizes his plans. With very soft whisper she evokes his tormented memories, testing his sanity and challenging his every boundary. Can Jordan help him overcome the miseries of his past and find a future with her?

~ Author Bio ~

Amanda J. Greene creates paranormal romance for ravenous readers. She lives in Southern California, where she enjoys escaping the rewarding but hectic world of writing by spending time in the sun and sand with her military husband and their two dogs.

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Book Excerpts

Excerpt 1:

The urge to take control, to deepen the kiss was primal.

Yet he’d held back and somehow found the strength to ease away.

Her eyes were still closed, as if she were savoring his taste. Her lips were slightly parted, their perfect bow shape pouting for more and when she breathlessly whispered, “Erhard,” Gabriel knew a dark moment of near uncontrollable lust.

“Yes,” he said, his voice scratching his dry throat.

Her lashes fluttered open and Jordan released his nape to sweep stray stands of hair from his eyes. She swayed and he caught her to him. The thin material of her teddy pressed tightly over the swell of her breasts. Her pearled nipples strained against the material and abraded him with every shuddered breath she took. He swallowed a groan and pressed her even closer. Fuck, she felt amazing and he was a letch for wanting her.

She’s on Death’s doorstep and you’re copping a feel.

He eased his hold, circled her wrists, and brought her arms down. He dismissed the sense of bereavement that swept through him at the loss of contact. He definitely didn’t acknowledge the disappointment that flickered across her face.

“We’ll land shortly and—”

Jordan reached up and twirled a lock of his hair around her index finger. His words caught in his throat.

“Your eyes…they’re beautiful…so warm.”

Gabriel felt a smile tug at his lips. “You’re the first to say such.”

Her eyelids drooped, but she resisted the lure of sleep. “Impossible.”

“Cold is how my gaze is often described.”

She shook her head and cringed. Her body stiffened all over from the pain.

Humor gone, he insisted, “You need to rest.”

“Tell me honest,” she gasped and grimaced, “How bad am I?”

“We’ll get you patched up.”

She swallowed hard then gave a short laugh. Sadness touched her eyes. “Okay, coach, but I’ll need more than a few Band-Aids. Not sure I can just walk this off.”

Gabriel couldn’t stop his smile.

Jordan’s gaze dropped to his mouth and he sucked in a breath. His lips still tingled from her kiss and, god help him, he wanted to taste her. Claim her luscious mouth, deeply. As if reading his mind, her little tongue swept over her upper lip.

She’s human. Fragile. Don’t forget.

He laid her against the pillows once more, but she continued to fight sleep. “Please, Jordan, rest.” When he stood she raised her hand to catch his, but missed.

“St-stay.”

Her breathless plea struck him like lightning. “I’m not going anywhere.”

Jordan’s eyes drifted closed then fluttered open. “Erhard?”

On impulse, he reached out and squeezed her hand. “Gabriel, you may call me Gabriel.”

Her eyes closed again. As she slipped into sleep she sighed his name and the spark grew into a flame.

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