Surrendered
Titania’s Court, Book 4
Titania’s Court, Book 4
Sarah Mäkelä
Genre: Erotic
Fantasy Romance
Publisher:
Total-e-Bound Publishing
Date of
Publication: July 12, 2013
ISBN:
978-1-78184-376-5
ASIN: TBD
Number of pages: 47
Cover Artist: Posh
Gosh
Book Description:
A mercenary who skirts light and dark must protect a
reclusive Seelie noblewoman, but when they discover a common link, they must
surrender…
Niamh McNamara has
always been a little different from the rest of the Seelie Court. Their natural
mirth and playfulness is something she has to force, so she won’t stand out
much during the midsummer’s festivities. That becomes nearly impossible when an
attempt is made on her life by a violent masked fae. Content with seclusion,
she’s unhappy when the queen requests her back at court to meet her new
bodyguard.
Doyle Kearney is
mercenary who skirts the light and dark courts. Some think he’s Unseelie, while
others are sure he’s Seelie. When Queen Titania brings him to protect a sullen
noble, he almost refuses—he’s a warrior, not a bodyguard—until he sees Niamh.
His body reacts to the golden goddess, but he can’t forget how his noble
parents had easily tossed him aside to protect their titles. He questions if
she’ll do the same if he surrenders his heart.
Short Excerpt:
Summer’s warm magic glittered in the night air.
Nature drank deep of it and flourished with life and growth. The delightful
party playing out around Niamh McNamara didn’t interest her one bit. As a
member of the light court, she should’ve enjoyed the merry festivities that
Midsummer’s Eve brought on, but her sour mood wouldn’t let go of her. Then
again, she’d never been like the rest of her people.
Darkness constantly ached within her chest beneath
her golden appearance. Before she’d been able to ignore it, but now it wasn’t
so easy, especially after overhearing whispers about her from the other members
of court. Hiding away had helped, but she couldn’t always stay hidden.
Queen Titania had requested her presence back at
court for a while, and when the queen asked, one didn’t say no. The queen held
a special interest in seeing Niamh, as a female noble, commit to a worthy
relationship. At Niamh’s age, she should’ve at least had one potential suitor,
yet she did her best to avoid them and had been fairly successful.
Niamh took another sip from her goblet. The
faeries around her sang, laughed and danced, yet she could barely gather the
enthusiasm to smile. How cruel life was that she had to watch their happiness
while she didn’t share their feelings.
There were men who seemed determined to court her.
The more she dissuaded them, the more eagerly they flocked to her. A familiar
male elf took her elbow to sweep her off to dance, but she brushed off his
hand. "Sorry, I’m not interested in dancing at the moment."
Another reason why she preferred to stay away from
court these days. She hated presumptuousness and what tended to happen next.
His face fell, and confusion creased his brow. The
lady next to Niamh gawked at her like she was crazy before grabbing the male’s
hand and waltzing away with him. The lady leaned close to him and whispered
something, causing them to both break out into laughter.
Niamh bristled. She didn’t want to feel like an
outsider amongst her own people.
A happy, albeit drunken, pixie flew by her, nearly
colliding with her shoulder. The tiny being apologised in a high-pitched
tinkling voice, then it was gone, darting away to join a group of pixies near
the mead.
Most of the pixies there had already drunk their
share. Their amorous personalities, combined with the summer’s fertility magic,
heated the group until their moans of pleasure chimed through the warm breeze.
Others nearby reacted to the intimacy, their clothes slipping off in their
fervour.
Yet another sign of how nature’s power innately
affected the Seelie.
The group she stood with were still chatting
merrily amongst themselves, though their attention was beginning to drift to the
playful fledgling orgy.
Niamh slipped away into the forest, making sure no
one saw her. She needed a break from the laughter and shallow niceties. Her
face ached from the plastic smile she wore for the party. Once safely out of
view, she leaned against a tree and let out a ragged breath. Her fake smile
fell, and she stared into the sky between the leaves. If only she were home,
away from the misery of joy she had to force. Warmth and happiness permeated
the air around her, but a part buried within her retracted from those emotions,
shying away from the silky caress. Most of the time, she wondered if she had
something wrong with her. Darkness held solace for her while light made her
aware of what she lacked.
The snap of a branch startled her, and she peeked
around the tree. No one was there. Thoughts about her inner darkness
dissipated. Her shoulders tensed, and she strained her ears to hear more signs
of movement. Another twig snapped behind her, and she nearly jumped out of her
skin.
Before her stood a man in an elaborately decorated
mask, which covered most of his face. A dark hood and cape cloaked the rest of
him, making it impossible to distinguish any of his features. He was most
definitely fae like her—he had that kind of aura. He must’ve hidden his wings
beneath his grand cape.
She looked him over with a frown. Why was he here,
away from the party? Especially dressed as he was? I left the party behind to
rest, not to give someone the opportunity to make my acquaintance in private.
She sighed but forced herself to smile.
A scream caught her attention from the party,
turning her towards the sound, but the laughter that followed reassured her
that everything was still safe.
The foreboding man spun her to face him. He
clasped his hands around her throat, and slammed her folded wings back against
the tree. Her head bounced against the hard oak. She clawed at his
glove-covered hands, trying to get him off her, trying to draw air into her
lungs.
He smashed her against the tree again, but his
grip slipped slightly.
"What do you want?" she squeaked,
gulping in air.
"You. That’s what I wanted."
She’d never heard this man’s voice before. How
could he want her while she couldn’t figure out who he was? He must’ve used
glamour so she wouldn’t recognize him.
Guest Post
Surrendered, my newest erotic fantasy romance, is part of the Titania’s
Court summer collection. It’s about is about a faerie noblewoman who feels like
an outsider among her people because Niamh McNamara isn’t as cheerful as the
rest of the Seelie Court. When a violent masked fae makes an attempt on her
life, Queen Titania orders Doyle Kearney, a mercenary who skirts the light and
dark courts, to guard her.
Doyle isn’t pleased with this assignment. He's a warrior, not a
bodyguard. But when he sees Niamh, his body reacts to her. However, he's unwilling
to trust his heart to her because his noble parents tossed him aside to protect
their titles, and he ponders if she'll do the same if he were to surrender to
her.
The companion story to Surrendered was in the Oberon's Court winter
collection. It’s called Captivated, and it was my first ever erotic fantasy
romance. Captivated is about a female mercenary named Honora Butler whose
family was killed by a dark elf. She firmly believes that her purpose is to
dispose of wicked Unseelie Fae. However, she finds herself questioning her mission when she
meets Brennan O’Niall, the hero and a dark elf prince.
Brennan isn't sure what it is about Honora, but he's captivated by her.
However, all good things must be shaken up. When she's charged with the murder
of a friend, he has to discover the truth and decide how much she means to him.
Will he leave her rot in the dungeon or will he fight to keep her alive?
I’m thrilled with how the mini-series turned out. I hope everyone will
enjoy these books as much as I do.
Thank you for having me here today, Itara!
About the Author:
Sarah Mäkelä lives
in North Carolina with her husband and cats. When she’s not writing, she enjoys
reading, computer and video games, and travelling all over the world. She is a
member of Romance Writers of America, as well as the Heart of Carolina Romance
Writers and the Fantasy, Futuristic, and Paranormal chapters.
Thanks Sarah for the awesome post and excerpt.
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