Dark Secrets By Madeline Pryce Review ~ Spotlight

Dark Secrets 

By: Madeline Pryce

ISBN	9781419991370
Book Length	Plus Novel
Publisher	Ellora's Cave Publishing Inc.

Ellora’s Cave: http://www.ellorascave.com/dark-secrets.html

Format Ebook

Imprint: Romantica® 

Line: Twilight 

Themes: Vampire 

DESCRIPTION

The worst moment of Micah’s life was when Ella nearly died in his arms. Her miraculous recovery should have been the start of their future. Unfortunately, a new demonic heritage, the Shadow Agency’s corruption and Julian, the vampire who turned Ella, are testing their relationship. Despite hotter-than-ever sex and a variety of new places and positions to explore, Micah begins to wonder if a relationship based on lust can survive for more than a few scorching-hot months.

Ella has forgiven, but not forgotten, the fact that Micah once plunged a dagger through her heart. Everything with Micah is passion, excitement and an uncontrollable desire to explore his body in a variety of very satisfying ways. But as buried secrets, ongoing lies and murderous deceptions pile up, Ella is reminded that her and Micah’s relationship was based on a curse. In order to forge a future together, Ella and Micah will have to face down their personal demons—and prove that love and trust are more than just words.

A Romantica® paranormal erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave

 ABOUT MADELINE PRYCE

Madeline Pryce wrote her first novel when she was ten, penned with neon-pink ink in a loose-leaf binder. Captivated by romantic literature, yet intrigued by the paranormal, she continues to develop her own voice, writing the kinds of stories that inspired her as a teen. 

Favorite Quotes

Dark-red lines dripped in a horizontal gash on Micah’s cheek, caused most likely by the flying debris, but he didn’t seem to notice. Dirt smudged his bare chest, and pieces of wood tangled in his shaggy golden hair. The shadow inside me—my feral inner

vampire—just as much a part of me as my fangs and beating heart, preened at the sight of sweaty, dirty, alpha male.

Lethal. Deadly. Demon.

Mine.

Micah wore nothing except athletic shorts slung low on his hips, his normal attire when we trained together—something we hadn’t been doing much of lately. The stark, crimson lines of our mating tattoos traced his hip, curved down over defined muscles and disappeared beneath the band of his shorts. Water dripped from his hair, plastering the dark strands in clumps to his forehead and nape. Each breath flexed an impressive show of muscle in his chest and abs. Good to know his assassination attempt hadn’t damaged my hormones.

I moved my gaze from the trail of hair down his stomach to the hand he held fisted at his side. The flesh smoldered. I looked from his smoking fist to the hole where the wall used to be.

I turned back to Micah, used a thumb to gesture behind me. “If this is about leaving the toilet seat up, I’ll stop bitching about it.”

“The toilet seat? What?” He shook his head. “Jesus fucking Christ. I just threw a fireball at you and you’re talking about the crapper? Are you okay?”

“Redecorating again, I see,” Castro said, his British accent sexafying his words.

I glanced at Micah and glared. “He threw a fireball at my head.”

Micah scowled at me, the skin around his eyes wrinkling. “On. Accident.”

I loved Ella, I did, but the bond between us was suffocating at times. I couldn’t breathe without her knowing about it. My mother was alive and a part of a breeding program if Castro’s information from two weeks ago was accurate. I was a demon. How could I tell Ella I was a product of rape? She’d never look at me the same.

My mother had probably suffered god only knew what so that I could be born. My very existence spoke of pain and violence. I couldn’t wrap my mind around it and I sure as fuck didn’t want to talk about it. So I’d avoided it—avoided her.

Mistake. She’d looked at me as if I’d kicked her in the stomach. Newsflash, this crap wasn’t a piece of cake for me either. The last two weeks had been hell. Not touching her, not taking her, not feeling her writhing beneath me while she made those sweet-as-fuck

sounds was agony. The longer I went without losing myself inside her, the hotter I burned.

Today I’d reached my limit. Fuck. I’d thrown a goddamn fireball at her, watched with horror as she stood there staring death in the face. There’d been a moment, a split-second choice I’d seen in her eyes when she’d decided to succumb to the dark. She’d been so out of it lately, moody and emotional—nothing like my girl. Then again, I hadn’t been acting like her man either.

This book was given in exchange for an honest review.

Micah and Ella are at a junction and are torn between love and their duty. They are not sure if it is love or lust, they need to know if it is a true mate bond or something else. They both feel each is keeping secrets. They both need to come to terms with their lives. There are several problems that they need to solve. Shadow Agency trying to bring Ella down, Julian wants Ella for himself, Ella wants to protect Hannah and Hannah does not need Ella to protect her, Will Ella and Micah figure out their relationship in time? Or will Julian and the Shadow Agency destroy them?  How will Ella being the Vampire Queen come into play?  Reading the story is the only way to find out.

I love Ms. Pryce’s stories, she never disappoints you.  This story like her others will keep you on the edge of your seat and wanting more.  There is hot, wild, and steam sex. If you can’t handle reading about it then this is not the story for you. The plot is easy to follow; the characters are developing more and more with each story. I am so ready for the next book in the series. 

FIVE VAMP ANGELS