Tomorrow I will be interviewing Liz on my blog and as an introduction to her book (if you have not read her books, shame on you!) Bastian, Liz has personally - to my delight!- selected lines to share with everyone.
She loved the idea of the Friday 56 and so do I. So without further preamble here is your juicy taste, be sure to take a bigger bite when you purchase her book.
Bttrfliesz Are Free would like to thank Freda's Voice
Bastian - Elizabeth Amber
The Lords of the Satyrs
Excerpt~ page 56
Occia’s brown eyes narrowed and she shot her a look of loathing. “You can’t want her. She’s flawed!” She gestured toward the scar marring Silvia’s otherwise smooth cheek. “Let me try again,” she pleaded eagerly. “I have obtained a new potion from one of the apothecaries, who specializes in the Arts of Aphrodisia.” Pontifex knocked her away, sending her to the very brink of the moat. The ends of her long brown hair fell into its waters and were singed away.
“Come, Silvia,” Pontifex repeated. He leaned forward and the lion’s pelt parted, revealing his bare chest beneath it. A single, large pendant in the shape of a ring pierced his left breast, in the fleshy muscular part just above his nipple. On the ring were nine small keys that could open the Wall of Doors. Free the others. If she got close enough to him, maybe... No! He was planting foolish ideas in her mind. If she succumbed, he would soon own her Ephemeral soul too!
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| Sylvia |
Seeing the direction of her gaze, he strummed his fingers over the keys, brushing them back and forth so they made an almost musical sound. He smiled slightly, revealing sharp, white teeth that could tear a man twice his size limb from limb before he knew what hit him.
Excerpt ~ page 156
Silvia rode sidesaddle in front of Bastian, snuggled within his strong embrace, her head resting on his shoulder. Her legs were both draped over one of his, and she felt his powerful thigh muscles work as he urged their horse onward through the night.
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| David Gandy as Bastian |
“Hold on,” he rumbled. His coat was open, so she looped her arms around him inside it, hugging his solid strength. Turning her face into the hollow of his throat, she kissed him. His narrowed eyes flickered over her and his hand tightened on the reins. The horse bucked in reaction, almost throwing them. Cursing, he loosened his grip and rode on, his face grimly determined.
Bastian Book Review:
Journey with me to the mystical, magical and sometimes tragic world of the Lord of the Satyrs. Sex reigns supreme and no man is more alluring, handsome and completely erotic as Lord Sebastian Satyr. But Bastian has a secret he is hiding from his family and the world outside the human society.
The Satyrs have long walked the fine line of keeping the secrets of this mythical society hidden from prying eyes. But as the story opens we find that the Lords protection over both realms has become tenuous. Unless Bastian can find the remnants of a sacred Goddess' temple, life as they know it will cease to exist.
Slyvia was forced into service of the very Goddess that Sebastian is seeking through his excavations in Rome. She has secrets of her own she needs to keep but it all unravels when she meets the handsome Bastian. When tragedy strikes, Slyvia is forced to choose between her duty and love.
I have read every book in the series and in each one I always believe that this is the book that has topped the last. Bastian quickly became my favorite. The emotion behind each character immediately connects you to their stories.
I found myself pulled completely into 1880's Rome and carried away by the passion the characters feel for each other. And just when I think I might have the story figured out it takes another twist that leaves me breathless.
