Sons of Anubis, Book One
The Sons of Anubis are jackal shifters tasked with preventing the undead from returning to the land of the living. They were aided by the Daughters of Isis, priestesses powerful in magic.
Millennia ago, battle and betrayal broke the alliance and the two sides are now sworn enemies. With a greater threat looming, both sides will have to learn to work together in order to survive together.
When four of his shifter brothers succumb to a deadly curse, clan commander Markus will do anything to save them, including kidnapping one of the Isis witches. He demands that she undo the evil magic–or else.
Although Tia can undo the curse, she insists her coven is not behind it–and she is shaken to her core by her intense attraction to her captor. The sparks between them quickly ignite, filling them both with passion and power unlike anything they’ve ever known. Will it be enough to heal the rift between their peoples?
Tropes
- Shifters
- Witches
- Kidnapping/Captive
- Enemies to Lovers
- Sex magic
Excerpt
“Are you trying to put a spell on me?” he demanded, his hands scooping her up under her arms, his fingers biting into her shoulders as he held her off the floor.
She licked her lips, enjoying his taste and wanting more. “Spell you? No. Seduce you? Yes.”
His breath hitched and he placed her back on her feet. “Why?”
Her turn to frown. “After that kiss, you have to ask me why? Look at you! I’m attracted to you in every sense of the word. My magic likes the taste of yours. My body likes the feel of yours. And if that kiss is anything to go by, the rest of it is going to be amazing.”
“Tia.” Warning, demand and desire lowered his voice to a bass rumble. He took a deep breath. “I’m not going to impregnate you.”
“Who the hell said anything about getting pregnant?” she demanded, drawing back from him. “I’m on birth control and have condoms in my go-bag. I’m talking about sex, not babies!”
Relief, disappointment and curiosity all flew across his face. “You said you get horny when you heal someone. You also said you need to replenish. So this—” he waved a hand between them “—is a way to do that? Using sex to reenergize?”
“Yes.” Hot and smart, damn him. “Each of the Daughters manifests a different aspect of Isis when she reaches puberty. I was expected to have more power than most because I’m the seventh Daughter of a seventh Daughter. I manifested healing early but had no more power than any other Daughter of Isis. Some would say less.”
Understanding lit his eyes. “That’s why you left your coven.”
She nodded, her desire banked. “It wasn’t until my sophomore year at college that I realized my second aspect is a more lustful facet of Isis. I tend to channel it as creative energy, fertile feminine energy that acts like a battery and can also serve as inspiration.”
“And when the magical battery runs down, you need to recharge it. With sex.”
Again she nodded. “That’s pretty much it.”
He remained silent, though his frown and his grip eased. Finally, he turned her toward the shower. “Go on, take your shower. I’ll be back.”