In a world where emotion can be a deadly weapon, one slight, battered runaway holds the key to a dark and twisted enigma. . . Drink of me, she whispers, her silver eyes trusting, pleading. What female dares speak such words to one of the Sánge? His people are scorned by every race for... read more
For centuries, the Sange have been feared and hated for their culture and their strong ‘pathic gifts. As telepaths and empaths, the Sange can feel the emotions and read the minds of Sange and non-Sange alike. This gift, combined with their ‘deplorable’ mating habits has made other peoples rise... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
For centuries, the Sange have been feared and hated for their culture and their strong ‘pathic gifts. As telepaths and empaths, the Sange can feel the emotions and read the minds of Sange and non-Sange alike. This gift, combined with their ‘deplorable’ mating habits has made other peoples rise against them and kill them. In that last war, Reule’s parents were killed and he was made a boy-Prime.
Now, some sixty years later, he is devoted to his people and their establishment of Jeth City. But his life is void of love; enter a foundling, a Kebe…who he names Mystique. While Reule is learning her and trying to determine the source of her amnesia, the Pack is literally falling in love with her…the true, deep, lasting kind of love. Her sorrow may have drawn them into her, but she begins to win them over one at a time without even trying. As ‘pathic as the Sange are, the Pack begins to crave her sorrow, as if to attempt to draw it out of her and replace it with joy and love.
Reule is the Prime of the Sánge people. His people have been persecuted by the other tribes of this world and kicked out of their lush tropical paradise. Having traveled across harsh land Reule finally found a place to make a home, vowing that no one what will take what is theirs again. The Jackels have been a pain in Reule’s side for many years but when they take and torture one of his Pack, Reule will get his Pack Mate back and retribution for this attack will be his. During his rescue as the most powerful telepath and empath Reule feels the presence of infinite sadness coming from a female inside the same house as his Pack Mate is being held, Reule is compelled to save the woman whose sadness is affecting him so strongly. Upon Mystique’s rescue she has no idea who or what she is, she only knows that this man that rescued her is the man for her.
The attraction between Reule and Mystique is instantaneous and anyone around them is also deeply affected by what is going on between the two of them and soon they are not able to keep their hands off of each other. Even Mystique’s mysterious past can’t keep them apart, but as more time goes by the more they discover there is more to Mystique than they first thought…
“I'm going across the hall for my own bath." "But you can stay and bathe with me. There's plenty of room. I won't bother you. Or I can help you bathe!" "Kébé, it's considered improper for men and women in this society to bathe together." "But aren't you bathing with me now?" "I was only warming you from a bad chill. And, as you see, I'm clothed...mostly." "And in your society men and women never bathe one another? Never at all?" "Well, sometimes if a man and woman are lovers they will share a bath or shower." "And that's not improper?" "Um..no." "Then send her away and we'll become lovers. Then you'll have no need to leave." "Kébé, people don't become lovers just so they can bathe together!”Reule, Mystique
“You are no beast. I know it with all of my instincts and with all of my spirit. And I have a feeling i'm the sort of woman who is always right.”Mystique
“I make my own choices." "You have no idea what your choices are. You don't know who you are. What you are. Who are you wed to? Who are you mother to, Kébé? Lord and Lady, Mystique, don't you wonder who is missing you? It has to be somebody. A beautiful, powerful, and intriguing woman like you doesn't go ignored, unnoticed, or unloved!" "Well, you certainly are doing a fine job of it!”Mystique, Reule
“I'll kill him with my bare hands for this dishonorable treatment of a woman! Of my woman!" "Say it again. Without the anger, Reule, please say it again." "My woman, Mystique.”Reule, Mystique
“I was lost. I know I was. I had nothing, and I was lost, and now you want to hand me the world. You want to give me a place again. And I feel in my heart that you'd never let me be lost again." "You cry as though the world were ending, Kébé, but you speak words that breathe exhilaration into my soul.”Mystique, Reule
“Smitten. Isn't that the word for it, My Prime? Smitten? When a man is completely obsessed with a woman to the point of fawning over her every second of the day?" "It's possible you're correct and that is the word for it. However, only men who want to lose important limbs would ever use the word with their Prime." "Come now, My Prime, be proud of your grand fall from bachelorhood. You wear it well.”Darcio, Reule
“You have warned me, now I will warn you. Speak softly in the future, ladies, if you think to burn me with words. Fire flashes back on her who strikes the match.”Mystique
“I'm not generally the violent type, but damn, that woman makes me seethe.”Liandra
“You don't have to speak. Just love me, and don't stop." "Such terrible demands you make of me." "I'm afraid I'm quite the nag."”Mystique, Reule
“I love her, Darcio. No man, no army, will ever take her from me." "Well, you might just be realizing that, but your Pack figured it out days ago.”Reule, Darcio
“I should have said it before, but I'm a man, and that makes me two parts fool and one part genius.”Reule
“Now that I have all of me, I'm giving me to you." "Mmm, no. Just your heart. Give me just your heart. The rest is yours Kébé. I won't take away any of your independence or your rights like your people so callously did." "Just my heart?”Mystique, Reule
“Reule, are you trying to find out if I'm happy about becoming a mother, even though there's nothing I can do about it now?”Mystique
I’m a man, and that makes me two parts fool and one part genius. My brilliant part loves you with all of his heart, Mystique. The fool parts as well, only they never know the right time to admit it.”Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
“I fear losing you,” he said, suddenly fierce against her lips again. “Do you understand that? I fear nothing so much as I fear losing you!”Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
Sánge, bautor mo. Sánge, drink of me.Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
“I want to taste every part of you. Touch every part of you. Lord damn me, I want to be inside you,” he growled. “I want to feel you surrounding me so tightly that I feel strangled by you. I want to make you come until I’m drenched with you and you’re screaming my name. That is what I want!”Highlighted by 4 Kindle customers
“I love her, Darcio. No man, no army, will ever take her from me.” “Well, you might just be realizing that,” Darcio said with a snort, “but your Pack figured it out days ago.”Highlighted by 4 Kindle customers
Amando, Prime Envoy,” he began, going around the table from left to right. “Saber, Prime Defender. Delano, Prime Assassin. Rye, Prime Blade. Darcio, Prime Shadow.Highlighted by 3 Kindle customers
I love you as you are now, as you were before, and as whatever you become in the future.Highlighted by 3 Kindle customers
You have my heart and always have. Since the moment I first felt your sadness and knew that someone who could hurt so deeply had to also be capable of equal amounts of joy, love, and passion. And IHighlighted by 3 Kindle customers
It was something he was very aware he had to earn and, once earned, value highly. A gift. Priceless and beautiful. Sitting literally in his lap.Highlighted by 3 Kindle customers
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