QSFer Aeryn Jaden has a new paranormal book out:
Kanael is tired. He has been without his mate for more than two millennia and his control is slowly slipping. Time heals all wounds and his are no exception. Well, at least they are scabbed over. He is ready, past ready and he needs to set to rights his broken mating bond with Kraken, his drakon. He’ll need to leave his family and go searching for his long lost mate if he wants to ever be happy. And protect those he loves from himself once his control over his own nature breaks. He needs Kraken to make him whole again.
Kraken is broken, a shell of the Original he had once been. Past choices he had thought were right have torn apart his world and inconceivably managed to break his mate bond with his other half, Kanael. Now he wanders the world under the control of the enemy and prays for the torture to stop.
Will his mate find him in time? Will Kraken find the strength to trust in his other half again?
A Siren Erotic Romance – Book 4 Return of the Originals Series
“Somebody is coming.”
Kanael rushed down the staircase, stopping brusquely in front of the big wooden door guarding the entrance to their mansion. His dark, inky hair was pointing in all directions as if he had repeatedly passed his hands through it, his pale skin paler than ever and marred with a bruised expression as if he was pained by something and he had obviously not slept in a decade. His usually cool and collected behaviour was shot through the window, and he was fidgeting, a nervous energy surrounding him. His gray eyes could not decide what to settle on.
Dale waddled from the corridor leading to the kitchen and abruptly stopped a few meters from the panicked man. Kale was resting, or so they said. Said resting involved some suspicious grunts and moans from his and Aeri’s floor, audible with their sharp hearing in almost all the mansion. Caden was two steps behind his mate, as usual during these last weeks of his pregnancy. Not that he considered it a hardship to follow his mate around, if one was to judge by the starstruck expression he wore around Dale. Kanael’s looks were almost identical to his nephew’s. Same hair, same nose, the difference was in the startling moss-green eyes Dale had. That and, even tired and in the last trimester, Dale glowed with health while Kanael was pale and gaunt, almost sickly skinny.
“Papa! I want more! More! More!”
“In a minute, cupcake. Uncle Kanael needs our help now.”
“No, he doesn’t. The two men at the gates need our help.”
They looked at each other, perplexed. Kanael stopped fidgeting, stopping to closely look at the little girl now wearing a serious, anxious expression.
“One of them is hurt.”
Caden just smiled after sniffing and smelling a faint trace of blood and two new musky smells on their property. His little minx was extraordinary. She was more than they could guess yet, apparently. Her senses were exceptional, as always. Kanael tried to calm a little and frowned at the massive wood door. He had thought… Well, obviously he had been wrong, and just because he couldn’t see in the intruders’ future, past or present didn’t mean Kraken was one of them. Kanael had never been able to foresee anything connected to his mate. Too much like seeing his own future, he guessed. Dale grimaced in sympathy, correctly interpreting his friend’s expression, the hope mixed with despair and regret.
“Let’s see just who they are, shall we?”
“The fuck you’ll go outside, Dale!”
Dale rolled his eyes at his overbearing mate towering over him and currently glowering quite fiercely. As if he was intimidated. Yeah, sure, he was shaking in his boots, or wolf shaped slippers, as was the case.
“How do you suggest finding what they want if we don’t open the door?”
The man’s glower darkened, and Kanael snickered behind them. Dale resembled Kanael too much for anyone to order him around. Physical attributes notwithstanding, he also had Kanael’s steady but scalding temperament.
“I’ll go and check this out while you kids figure it out, okay?”
He opened the door, leaving the two newly mated lovebirds frowning at each other and on the verge of jumping each other’s bones by the look of the erections both of them were sporting. Hell, with all the pheromones the two drakon brothers and their mates were releasing, Kanael had permanent blue balls, lately turning into purple. What else was new?
“They’re at the back gate, not the front. Through the garden, Uncle Kani.”
He would have jumped through the roof, only there wasn’t one here outside. Fuck, but was she stealthy!
In front of him, Daliana patiently waited for her uncle to reach her before making a run for the back garden, knowing that the shiny man would follow. Uncle Kani was special like her Daddy Caden. Her Papa Dale and his other uncle, Kale, were special too, but in a different way. There was her uncle Aeri—whom she absolutely adored as he was always taking her seriously and had taken to teaching her some really cool tricks with some very sharp toys—and then her brothers, the pups that were still hiding inside Dale, well, those were so shiny that she could barely look at them sometimes. The ones waiting at the gates were special too. She could sense it from there already.
“You are a very special little lady, you know that?”
“I shine. I know. Don’t worry, Uncle Kani, you shine prettily too.”
Kanael swallowed and tried to abstain from awwing at the adorable, confident face the little minx had turned up at him. He could smother the pumpkin in kisses later. For now, better focus on the problem they had. They took another couple of steps and finally glimpsed the back gate. He could feel that tug from last night again. Something will change today.
Kanael had turned to better see who was darkening his steps unannounced, and the big, wobbling man had turned toward him at the same time. He was racing to the gates before he even realized that he was moving.
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Aeryn Jaden loves to read. Loves it so much that some days she doesn’t know what reality is anymore. Her friends and family usually have to yell a bit and remind her. Must be why she’s twenty eight and still searching for a special person of her own. The second best thing in the world for Aeryn is writing. Writing keeps her relatively sane and clears the voices in her head clamouring for her attention (meaning the characters’ voices, she’s not that crazy to randomly hear voices! Yet.). She was born in Romania but cannot stay put. One year you’ll find her in England, the next in Greece or Belgium. Who knows where her restless feet will carry her next… One thing remains constant and that is her totally healthy Internet addiction. So you can find her on Facebook or email her at [email protected] or better yet at her website: http://aerynjadenauthor.weebly.com/, or blog https://aerynjaden.wordpress.com/. She’ll love to hear from you so please stop by!