Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Chains of Frost by T A Grey

Chains of Frost

(Book 1 The Bellum Sisters Series)

By T.  A. Grey

I loved the sisters!  They each have a very distinctive personality, which in my mind plays a big part in why their father decrees them to certain men to have as their Protectors.  It was as if each man was exactly what the sisters would need to appreciate their personalities and yet at the same time, be strong enough to protect them for the rest of their lives.

Chloe's story starts in this book.  We learn about all of the sisters and get clear glimpses in to each of their paths, but in this first book, Chloe, the eldest, is the focus.  When the three sit and chant a spell to keep them from forced 'marriages', they bring forth a deadly demon unlike anything they've yet to know.  Chloe's demon chases her around until she is in the safety of the Death Castle.  I was so glad when that was resolved, but at the end, I freaked a little for poor Willow (can't give you any spoilers)!

I loved the paranormal element of this erotic romance.  And, the sex was HOT.  I felt SO bad for Chloe, sprawling on the floor BEGGING for sexual release.  I would be embarrassed as all heck.  But, of course, as a succubus, she doesn't worry over such a  human trait.  With the premise being women driven to have sex to survive, you have to know this series is going to be sexy and hot as hell.

By the end, I loved Tyrian and Chloe.  Perfect match, of course.  I enjoyed the glimpses into Willow's interludes with the Alpha Shapeshifter and it hooked me in. Can't wait to get  my hands on Bonds of Fire next!! 

Three Fates. Three Sisters.

When a will from her dead father decrees Chloe into the protection of the renowned vampire commander, Tyrian en Kulev, she does what any woman would do--and casts a spell. Things get worse for Chloe when the spell she and her sisters perform summons an ancient demon from deep within the earth. Now she's being hunted by a demon set on killing her and must live at the aptly named Castle Death with the king of cold, Tyrian. Surprisingly, Chloe finds that she doesn't mind her new Protector so much. His cold, impassionate nature needs a firm push to show his true colors, and Chloe thinks she's just the one to do it.

Tyrian en Kulev always pays his debts. When Francis Bellum dies and orders Tyrian to act as his eldest daughter's Protector, Tyrian resigns himself to the position. What should have been a simple deal--keep her in the castle, protect her--has turned difficult. Chloe comes to him with a demon trying to kill her and a sexy attitude that keeps invading his thoughts everywhere he goes. The little succubus easily grabs hold of the heart he'd kept locked away for so long and makes him feel once again. But can they defeat the demon that haunts her and can Tyrian overcome his past and move on to a new future with Chloe?

Chains of Frost is an 85,000 word novel.
*synopsis via*

“Honestly, who upholds any of that old school stuff anyway? No one. My Papa didn’t even pay into the whole patriarchal thing. Seriously, we were raised to be independent and taught not to rely on a man. That fact that he’s… he’s given me to you is ridiculous and completely wrong for him. Just let me go and we’ll call it even. Your debt paid.”

“I can’t do that, Ms. Bellum. I will not dishonor your father and the vow I made to repay my debt to him. You will stay here, under my protection.”
Panting, Chloe arched her back off the bed as a blinding energy pulsed inside her. Pants turned into a long, drawn-out moan, and liquid heat pooled between her legs, as her breasts pulled tight and heavy.

She was drugged or had food poisoning. Something was wrong. She moaned as her stomach jerked and another wave of wet release pulsed through her core. What kind of food poisoning did this? No, no, impossible. It wasn’t time yet. She had another day.

Shakily she came to her feet, wobbling so hard she grabbed onto the corner of the bedpost to keep from falling. The wood was hard beneath her hands, solid and thick. She pushed her chest into it, reveling in the hard strength of it, then she rubbed her lips across the wood.

“Oh, my God!” Jerking away from the all-too-sexy post, she wobbled over to the dresser to pull her clothes back on. Oh, God! Each step swished her sex’s lips back and forth, bringing forth a surging need deep within her.

With nothing to lose, she darted barefoot across the floor and flung open the study door. Four sets of eyes trained on her, then peered over the single baggy shirt she wore. There was no time for embarrassment. She started toward them, but couldn’t make it. The trip down the hallway, the stairs, and the short sprint here was all too much. Obviously, she was a superhero, because how she managed that with the rampant heat threatening to erupt inside her at any second was simply amazing.

She locked her knees to keep from falling to the ground. She had a feeling she knew what her body would do once she hit the ground. Spread her legs wide and offer herself to any— and all— the warriors watching her. The only thought that barely kept her from doing just that, was the fact she wasn’t wearing panties.

“Please,” she said, her voice a wretched moan.

Tyrian looked over at her with little interest.

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A copy of this book was given to me by the author for the purpose of a fair and honest review

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