The Drift Lords Series
When mythology student Nira Larsen accepts a job as tour guide for a mysterious stranger, she’s drawn into a nightmare reality where ancient myths come alive and legendary evils seek to destroy her. To survive, she must awaken her dormant powers, but the only person who can help is the man whose touch inflames her passion.
After a dimensional rift in the Bermuda Triangle cracks open and an ancient enemy invades Earth, Zohar–leader of the galactic warriors known as the Drift Lords–summons his troops. He doesn’t count on a redheaded spitfire getting in his way and capturing his heart.
Nira has the power to defeat the enemy and to enslave Zohar’s soul. Can he trust her enough to accomplish his mission, or will she lure him to his doom?
Page Count: 378
Word Count: 98819
“That was amazing.” She rested her hands on his shoulders.
“It is always amazing with you.” He brushed her lips lightly with his own.
He couldn’t deny the hold she had on him. It was more than just the transference of her immunity to the Trollek touch. He needed her to satisfy his soul, to bring him home, and that set off his internal warning alarms more than anything.
They belonged to different worlds, and even if he wanted to be with her, a permanent bond between them would never happen. Should it be necessary for him to take a wife, he’d long ago vowed to play no part in choosing his queen. Not that his people would ever let him make the same mistake as his sire.
For now, he had to be satisfied with sex. That’s all she could mean to him. He felt like a riff for using her, even though she didn’t ask for anything in return.
“We should get dressed.” His voice brusque, he ruffled her short hair. He didn’t want to hurt her. She was brave, determined, and resourceful. She deserved someone better than him with whom to spend the rest of her days.