The Cimmerion Prince
Cimmerion Book 2

4 STARS: "THE CIMMERION PRINCE has two compelling leads in a great sci-fi world. The romance is both sexy and tender, and the action fast paced. Sedina is a Veletari rebel on the run from her murderous race. She's captured by the dark Cimmerion Prince, Virk. Virk and Sedina attempt to fight their attraction in order to remain loyal to their sides but this proves impossible as they spend time together. But now Virk is labeled a traitor and can't save Sedina from the other Cimmerion who want her dead. I really liked both Sedina and Virk. Both are fully developed characters who act in believable ways. Sedina is especially interesting because she's a scientist who refuses to allow her rulers to turn her inventions into weapons to kill the Cimmerion. I liked her principled character who did right no matter the cost to herself. Virk's life has been spent in service to his brother's military and he's just as principled as Sedina. Initially this seems to pit them against each other but as they slowly open up to each other, it shows they're fighting on the same side. I liked that the author made them become a couple against the world as it really brought them together. The couple had great emotional and sexual chemistry and I know romance fans will like this couple. I also love this world of the seemingly angelic Veletari and the seemingly dark demon Cimmerion. I'm a sucker for twists and turns and this plot had those. The plot was so well paced that it kept me quickly turning pages. This author has a great imagination and the Cimmerion-Veletari war is a good example of this. THE CIMMERION PRINCE is the second book of a series but the best in my opinion because the leads have such good chemistry. Fans of paranormal romance will like this story as I did." -- J9, The Romance Reviews

Virk let the energy build inside of him, the inferno in him threatened to consume. He trained his gaze to the very top of the tree, instantly setting it ablaze. Whoever was hiding in the tree couldn’t take to the sky until they scrambled lower away from the fire. A small scream pierced the air. A body tumbled out of the tree, a small fire burning on it. Virk rushed forth, meeting it as it hit ground. Immediately, he grabbed the body and rolled it, suffocating the flames. Roughly, he turned the person’s face toward him.

He was taken aback by the beauty of the Veletari. Her hair had been obviously dyed black as well as her wings. Dirt had been rubbed into her white luminescent skin. Virk couldn’t help but stare. She was paler than a normal Veletari. Her wings were singed. Virk growled at her, hating the confusion she spread in him. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen—and his greatest enemy.

“You will kill me after I have aided you?” There was no fear in her voice, just defiance.

“You call tumbling out of a tree aiding me?” Virk pulled her to her feet. He had no idea why he was even speaking to her. He should have killed her on sight.

“I gave you the machine.” Arrogance laced her words as she jerked out of his grasp.

“Yes, I am still trying to figure out why.” Virk studied her closely.

“I have no wish for this war anymore than you.” She stared at him boldly. “Let me go. I have caused you no harm.”

“Then why are you watching us? You plan to relate our new location to your brethren?”

“I was merely making sure other Veletari did not watch you.”

“What have you to gain from this?”

“Nothing.”

“You expect me to believe a Veletari would aid out of the kindness of their nonexistent, bloodthirsty hearts?” Virk laughed derisively.

To his surprise, she advanced upon him. Up close, he could see the pale light green of her eyes. They were mesmerizing. “Not all of us eat humans. Not all of us agree with the course my people have taken after your act of kindness. Can you say all your people agree with everything your king does?” She cocked her head to the side as if waiting for his answer or waiting for him to back down. She of course had no idea who she was dealing with. Virk took that remaining step forward until his face was so close to hers, he could have kissed her.

“My king is a good one.”

“That does not negate the fact that you could still have rebels in your mist.”

Virk hated to admit to himself that she was right. Luxian was a good king. But recent events made him aware that even with a good king, there would be no pleasing everyone. “You, I take it, are a Veletari rebel?”

“Have I not proven myself by delivering the very machine that could be used to wipe my people out? You think I don’t know the legend of the Vessel and what it means if she is impregnated by a Cimmerion?”

“How do I know it was you?”

This seemed to stump her for a moment. What she did next surprised Virk. It surprised him because as a seasoned warrior, he was prepared for anything. Prepared for everything that is but a kiss. Her soft lips took his so swiftly, he couldn’t react. He felt a sharp prick in his shoulder. She broke the kiss and stepped out of reach. “It’s not the same poison as before. I changed some of the components.” Then she turned and ran, her long legs moving fast as she dodged trees and eventually disappeared.

Virk’s vision was momentarily compromised as it became cloudy. In seconds, his night vision returned, and the Veletari was nowhere to be seen. Virk knew he wouldn’t find her this night. She had no idea what she had just done. For Virk would hunt her down if it were the last thing he’d ever do.