Nine Inches of Snow and the Ebony Princess (11 page)

"
Terms of Surrender
has a heavy focus on the danger surrounding the main female character Slany Breeze. Her life is in jeopardy from a madman with his own agenda and a personal vendetta against Nick Vega, the new man in Slany's life. With a stalker on the loose, these two are in an unknown race for time.

The beauty of this novel is its depth. There are so many aspects of this story that it easily entices any number of readers from across genres. The suspense is an alluring draw to keep people reading from beginning to end in one sitting. The romance is amazingly open and honest. We get a chance to explore a dominate/submissive relationship as it develops between Slany and Nick from the very beginning.

Without a doubt Ms. McKeever has written a must read for everyone.
Terms of Surrender
is the best of multiple genres and should appeal to those who enjoy books with conflict and strong story lines.
4 Stars
" —
Kimberley Spinney,
Ecataromance

"
Terms of Surrender
is not for the faint of heart and readers will find themselves melting in their seats from the heat of the love scenes. Dominant does not even begin to describe Nick and his powerful passion will leave you breathless. Slany has a time giving in to Nick, but when she does, it really pays off. Nick's past comes back to haunt them when his stalker returns and wants to hurt Slany. Gracie McKeever is sensational author and her stories are always full of explosive plots and mesmerizing characters. I can't wait to see what the next book will bring.
4 Blue Ribbons
" —

Angel,
Romance Junkies

"
Terms of Surrender
is a mystery that has more threats to the main characters than that of a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. Ms. McKeever has written a very well thought mystery that has lots of guessing as to who is the bad guy ... The author does a good job of building the relationship between Slany and Nick. She also has put a lot of thought into Nick's family and Slany's friends.

Finally, she has written some of the hottest sex scenes that I have read in a long time. You are definitely going to need the ice water and the toys for this one.
4 Stars/Orgasmic
" —
Oleta M.

Blaylock,
Just Erotic Romance Reviews

"
Terms of Surrender
is the stand alone second book in Ms.

McKeever's Matchmakers series featuring psychic Angela Calminetti and the her siblings the Vegas. Ms. McKeever does an excellent job in providing just enough backstory from the first book
Beneath the Surface
to make this story flow well and enjoyable to readers who may not have read that story. Nick and Slany are very appealing characters, and Ms. McKeever does a wonderful job revealing experiences in their childhood to early adulthood that have shaped them into the individuals they are today, most notably why Nick and Slany would need to be in a highly regulated relationship such as a dominant/submissive one.

Readers must be cautioned that this story does feature a D/s relationship, but it is non-violent and Ms. McKeever provides great details of how that type of relationship should function and makes it a vital part of the plot...The sex scenes are well written and extremely hot...Once again, Ms. McKeever has written a great tale that all readers of erotic romance should love. Highly recommended!
4 Hearts
" —
Leah,
Love Romances and More

"I found this tantalizing tome to be utterly enthralling. Usually, when a plot involves a mysterious killer, I can pick out the murderer long before the secret is revealed.
Terms of Surrender
is so well written that I had no idea who the culprit was until the moment it was meant to be known. The hero's dyslexia adds a realistic sense of poignancy to this enchanting tale. I hope Ms.

McKeever gives us more stories like this one really soon. I know that I, for one, really want to read more.
4 Cups
" —
Susan,
Coffee

Time Romance

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Sisters of Emsharra

Collection

by Gracie C. McKeever

Even though both are Inanna, Genesis Enki and LaMia Enlil have varying views on how best to serve Emsharra.

When Kalika Enlil entrusts Genesis with the safekeeping of her outlawed child Alex Ryan before her death, Genesis' way is set to take up the New Regime's torch. Only one woman, the leader of the insurgents and Kalika's nemesis and cousin, stands in Genesis's way to protecting Alex from assassination: LaMia.

LaMia does not believe in the New Regime or its doctrines and is willing to do what she must to see it and the alliance between Emsharra and Gaiam fail. She will even go as far as kidnapping and enslaving Mateo Diaz who has already suffered at her hands in the past more times than a human should endure. It's Mateo's misfortune, however, that Genesis and Alex wish to recruit him in Emsharra's Harvesting Program….and Genesis and Alex are LaMia's mortal enemies.

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STORY EXCERPT

GUARDIAN SEDUCTRESS

Sisters of Emsharra, Book 1

By Gracie C. McKeever

Copyright © 2006

Alex stirred beneath the covers, yawned and stretched his arms over his head. He froze when he opened his eyes and saw her standing over his bed.

"You are awake."

"You have a funny habit of stating the obvious." He pushed himself up to sit against the pillows and headboard of his bed, stared at her. "Where is she?"

"Kate is gone."

Alex's eyes widened. "You killed her?"

"Of course not. I released her."

"Where?"

Genesis gritted her teeth, the green-eyed monster holding her tongue. Why was he so concerned about where and how Kate Summer was? The woman had tried to kill him! True, she had been bedazzled and under the influence of Inanna or Sebitu enchantment at the time, but that was beside the point.

Finally, Genesis sighed then said, "She is home, asleep in her bed. When she awakes, she will have no memory of what happened."

"Lucky her. I wish I didn't remember what happened. Starting with my father's death."

Alex closed his eyes, the sooty lashes so long and thick they brushed his high cheekbones in a sensual stroke that made her heart somersault in her chest at how vulnerable he looked.

Vulnerable, totally sexy, and very fuckable.

Genesis' pussy muscles clenched as if applauding in agreement.

She saw his rich bronze complexion redden as if he had heard her thoughts and was blushing in response.

Had she slipped? Was she broadcasting? Lilith! Genesis felt heat rising to her face, signaling her own unusual blush. Where was this modesty coming from? She had had thousands of men in her lifetime, had killed at least that many. Shame and embarrassment did not customarily figure into her mentality.

True, she was worldly-wise and experienced, but never had she been around a man who could read her thoughts as well as she could read his. Never had she been so exposed, so naked when not in the act of feeding and sex.

Vulnerable.

Was this why being around Alex made her bashful as a turkey at Thanksgiving? His ability to so effortlessly strip her when she least wanted to be stripped? His ability to make her feel…powerless?

As if to anchor herself, regain some control, she reached out a hand to grab one of his and squeezed. "You will be fine."

"That remains to be seen." Alex opened his eyes to glance at her. "How long was I unconscious?"

"Several hours."

"Several hours!"

"You lost a lot of blood. More than you realized."

"She hit a vein then?"

Genesis fidgeted, did not like where the conversation was going; was not ready to answer his questions. He might get curious about how he had healed so quickly, about… "I believe so."

Alex held up his arm, inspecting the bandage, stark white against his darker skin.

Since she had rescued him from Kate Summer, she was able to read him much more clearly than before, as if saving him had bonded them in some way. Consequently, she felt his surprise at the lack of blood and pain, though his face remained neutral.

Genesis realized that this situation went both ways. If she could read him, then that meant he
could
probably read her too, hence that earlier blush.

"Want to tell me who and what you are?"

Genesis started as if coming out of a trance. "What I am?"

"I already know you're not quite human. But I'm wondering if there's an alien abduction or anal probe in my future."

She smiled at his ironic tone, except that probing his anus sounded like a delicious idea about now, more attractive than the inquest she knew he intended to conduct. She definitely would not mind more closely inspecting his butt, ready to admire it more up close and personal, feel the steely power of his ass cheeks in the palm of her hands when he pumped into her.

Genesis glanced at him, and noticed him blushing again.

"I don't know whether to be flattered or frightened."

"Perhaps a little bit of both," she blurted, sure now that he was reading her, and decided she had to be more careful with her shields around him.

"So, uh…what do I call you?"

"My name is Genesis. I am Inanna."

Alex frowned. "What is an Inanna exactly?"

How could she tell him hers was a race of predators and his species was the prey? Genesis quickly blanked her mind to stop him receiving any of that. She could have taken the easy way out, she supposed, and let him see for himself, see the pictures of her past inveiglements and victims. But she would not be a coward, at least no more than she had been already in deserting Kalika when she had. She had come this far, had promised to tell him that his mother loved him.

And Genesis always kept her promises.

"You will not believe me."

"Lady, you disappeared before my eyes and turned into a hawk at my father's funeral. Then hours later you subdued my psycho ex in a blue ball of light. I think I'm more than open to any explanation you have to throw at me."

Genesis went to the foot of his bed and paced before it, pausing to stare at him and say, "It is difficult to explain."

Lilith, she would rather be doing anything in the world right now than this. Like stripping him of his briefs and slowly ravaging his body. She would start at his head, sliding her tongue into his unresisting mouth, tangling it with his, tasting his spicy flavor.

Then she would move down his chin, plant her lips against the pulsing vein in his neck…

"You're doing it again, Genesis."

She jerked her eyes to his, saw the small grin, his slow murmur touching her core and teasing her clit with its sensuality. "I am sorry." She hurried to the overstuffed chair adjacent the bed, sat down and crossed her legs as if to strangle her misbehaving pussy into submission, stop it from throbbing with heat, so wet she thought she would float away on the tide of her cream. Genesis did not think she had ever wanted a man so much.