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I’ve very excited about this book. It’s book 3 in the Valorian Chronicles and stars one of my favorite characters, Lyra Magice, the fiery, fiesty witch. I really enjoyed writing her story and pairing her up with one hotty Frenchman, Theron LeNoir.

I’ve received my first review for the book from RT, and I’m thrilled. I received a RT TOP PICK for this book…

A police detective in Necropolis, witch Lyra Magice works with Theron LeNoir, half-witch/half-vampire, to foil a demon’s plot to take power within the city. Not to be overshadowed by the supernatural storyline of Veiled Truth (41/2), the relationship between Lyra and Theron is full of chemistry. Vivi Anna’s writing is wonderfully descriptive, and the plot is riveting. This book will definitely hold readers’ attention.. - RT

Here’s the blurb and a little snippet from the book…

Five years ago, virginal Lyra Magice had fled powerful dhampir Theron LeNoir’s advances. But now an ancient text the dhampir possesses holds the key to solving murders that have plagued Necropolis. When another body is found and evidence points to the Mistress of the city, duty dictates that Lyra work with Theron—
a man she regards as haughty, arrogant and immoral—to translate the symbols left at the crime scenes. But with their forced alliance comes darkly sensual dreams that leave her feeling wanton and achy….

Unwilling to reveal his dark past, the dhampir soon discovers that Lyra—a witch of great power—is to be the sacrificial virgin in a demonic scheme to open a portal to hell itself. Salvation will come only if Theron can win Lyra’s trust—and her heart.

EXCERPT:

Hands clenched into fists, Lyra glared at the baron and took a step toward him like an advancing lioness. Theron swore he saw her eyes spark with flames. “You can’t fire me because of this.”

“I most certainly can.”

Caine put his hand up to interpose. “No one is getting fired. I’m sure there is a logical explanation for all of this. Isn’t there, Lyra?”

Hands still fisted, she halted her progression toward the baron and turned her fiery gaze onto Theron. “If this stubborn jerk hadn’t refused to help with the translation, I wouldn’t have done anything so…so drastic.”

His body started to sweat from her heated gaze. Oh, she was a firecracker indeed this witch. If he had more time in Necropolis, he would certainly enjoy battling with her. He wondered if their battles would translate into something more passionate. Something they could take to a private venue, like his hotel room.

“I don’t remember you thinking I was a jerk when you were flirting with me at the seminar.”

“I wasn’t flirting. You were the one hitting on me as I recall.” She pointed her finger at him. “You were the one who invited me to your house, for a little midnight rendezvous,” she said the last few words in an exaggerated French accent.

Theron had the overwhelming urge to gather her in his arms and cover her mouth with his. To kiss the smirk right off her face. He could just image what all the spark and fire would be like in bed. It was too bad she wasn’t really his type or he’d certainly try before he had to catch his private plane back to France.

“I was merely taking pity on you, petite sociere. You are much too uptight and I thought you needed to…relax a little and enjoy what Nouveau-Monde had to offer.”

The power she tossed at him nearly pushed him back a few steps. It was like basking in a forest fire. Her aura sparked and flared with orange, yellow and red. It was incredible to see. He ached desperately to reach out and touch her, to actually feel that kind of intensity on his fingertips.

To celebrate my awesome review, I’m going to give away 3 early copies of this book. To enter, just leave a comment. I will choose three winners September 1. So check back to see your name.