As a college senior and server at Hanaford Park's hottest nightclub,
twenty one year old Ryann Pierce's plan was simple: work hard, make lots of money, and avoid the ass-grabbers at all costs. What she never planned for was Quinn Donegan-- the living, breathing advertisement for sinful behavior that waltzed into her life.
With an angelic face, a hard body and a butt-load of charm, Quinn had a way with the ladies––a lot of ladies. Cursed with a deadly, addictive touch, his trail of indiscretion blazed across five hundred years. Tired and jaded, Ryann is a shocking revelation Quinn didn't see coming.
Filled with desire, yet unable to touch one another, Ryann and Quinn embark on a daunting journey, battling frustration physical limitations while exploring their new love. In a race against the clock, Ryann learns she must plead for Quinn's life before...the Eve of Samhain. Determined to end her lover's suffering, not even the danger dogging her every move can keep her from her mission.
“Nice arse you’ve got there.”
I froze. Oh no, he didn’t.
Someone was about to lose a finger. On fire, I whirled around to face the handsome source of my annoyance and gave him my very best death stare. If it were at all possible to shoot lasers from my eyes, the beautiful jerk would’ve been a pile of ash.
Amused by my frustration, he laughed openly, while staring at me with those piercing blue eyes.
I cursed my two-timing body. My knees went soft and my treasonous heart thumped like a jackhammer all over again. What was it about this guy that sent my hormones through the roof? I marched back toward him, slamming my empty tray onto the table with a loud thwack. “I don’t like you,” I hissed.
His eyes blazed hot and he met my angry stare head on. “Oh, but really, you do.”
“No, I don’t.” My cheeks burned from the anger flooding my system, and my body took on similar characteristics to a volcano. I was damn sure I’d explode.
He leaned forward in his seat and curled his finger toward me like he wanted to tell me a secret. “You’re fooling yourself, lass. It’s no matter, though. Even if you weren’t attracted to me, I could have you.”
My head snapped back and my jaw dropped in disgust. I was no mere object to be had. I didn’t care how good-looking he was, this guy was a total bastard. I narrowed my eyes at him in anger. “Never.” My body was a different story altogether. It didn’t seem to care whether or not the guy was an assface. My breathing hitched, my nipples hardened to diamonds under my tank and my girlie bits cried out for him to touch me. My body warred with my mind. I was completely out of control.
The Sex God leaned forward over the table and grabbed hold of my wrist. I gasped. I wasn’t expecting the instant reaction that came from the contact. The moment his skin touched mine, an electric shock jolted through my body, sending a slow, delicious burn racing through my veins. The pleasant sensation grew from my center, radiating outward. A warm flush danced across my skin, and I felt dizzy, desperately sucking in precious air. His touch was euphoric.
He released his hold on my wrist, and the lusty high disappeared, leaving me angry, confused, unsatisfied and horny.
“What the hell?” I breathed, rubbing the spot on my wrist, and cursing my body, which still longed for his touch.
He flashed me a bland I-told-you-so look. “Aye, I warned you. If I want you, I’ll have you. Just not tonight.”
Music was a driving force behind Eve Of Samhain. Whether they inspired a scene, fueled emotions between characters or simply reminded me of Ryann and Quinn, the following songs literally rocked my socks. I'd like to give a big shout of thanks to Cute Is What We Aim For, for fueling some of the pivotal moments in the book. You guys rock! Go on now, turn up the speakers on your computer and get down with your bad self. These songs are best enjoyed at a deafening level!
Oh yeah, the Kesha song? It's a new addition to the playlist as it's perfect for Ryann and Quinn :)