Arcanus Amator by +Elyzabeth M. VaLey
Genre: Fantasy, Erotic, Romance on the Go
Kay's Review
This is a heartbreaking story about how someone's quest for power blinded them and made them miss the opportunity to be with a soul mate she has wished for all her life. It is also a beautiful story about hope and finding redemption and of course love. I loved this story for the angsty moments as well as the steamy ones.
Ariadne, a witch who is mad from hatred curses the children of Cupid and at the same time cursed herself to never find true love because her soul mate was one of cupid's children, Amandus.
Fast-forward a few thousand years and Hailey finds a spell and convinces her roommate to join her in the ritual thereby casting the spell of Arcanus Amator and calling forth the children of Cupid once more.
This story will leave you spell-bound. It is beautifully written and romance you can read on the go.
Hailey is desperate for love. She’s so desperate that when she finds a spell on the internet that promises to connect soul mates, she decides she must try it. Convincing her friend Hannah to help her, the girls embark on a one-night craze that will produce life-changing results and bring to life what was thought to be only a myth.
She frowned. “What the hell’s
happened?” She was quite sure this was not how the spell worked. Granted, she
hadn’t exactly read the entire information sheet on the website.
“No one does,” she whined,
bouncing on the balls of her feet while staring at the flickering flame of the
candle. The thing was more than 20 pages long. It was like reading one of those
software agreements. No one read the damn thing. She’d read the instructions
and the first page with all the warnings and that was more than enough. Taking
a deep breath, she managed to settle her nerves a little. Everyone thought she
was the ditsy blonde obsessed with the occult, but she wasn’t. She was a hard
worker, impatient when things didn’t go as expected. It was partially the
reason why she’d filed through so many relationships. Why stay with a guy when
he clearly had nothing to offer? Some of her friends argued that she didn’t
give them a chance. She begged to differ. She’d given them a chance, they just
hadn’t taken it.
True, her impatience sometimes
got her into some trouble but it also saved her from a lot of it. That,
however, wasn’t the case now. Annoyed that the spell had gone awry, she brushed
back her bangs impatiently. Whatever had happened was not important. The
priority was getting Hannah back home. Scanning the room for her discarded
laptop, she did a double take.
Obstructing the exit to the
living room stood the most gorgeous man she had laid eyes on. He was massive.
His head almost brushed the top of the doorframe. His heavily muscled arms were
crossed in front of him, his chest bare except for the intricate design of a
red-inked tattoo that started around his left nipple and descended across his
side to his hip. Low on his hips, he wore a long black skirt made out of what
looked like leather.
Hailey hesitated a moment
before finally glancing fully at his face. Her breath stilled as their eyes
locked. A clear shade of violet, they were not from this world. Swallowing, she
took a step backwards without breaking her stare. The stranger’s eyes glittered
with curiosity and amusement.
“Careful with the center of the
star,” he warned.
Hailey stumbled and froze. His
voice was deep and commanding and had a familiar ring to it that sent her
senses reeling. Shaking her head slightly, she continued moving away from him.
“Watch—”
Breath exploded from her lungs
as she crashed into a shelf, a few ornaments she and Hannah kept, crashing to
the floor.
“—out. Are you all right?”
Hailey winced, the back of the
shelf digging into her skin, but she nodded anyway. The stranger flashed her a
grin that made her knees weak. Hailey swallowed. The urge to see him smile
again clawed at her insides like a desperate hunger.
Ignoring her, he glanced down
at the pentagram, his silky dark curls framing his strong jaw and straight
nose.
“You don’t look like you knew
what you were getting into.”
Hailey held on to the bookcase
behind her. She was afraid that if she moved the whole thing would topple over
her head and she’d wake up, realizing that the man in the center of the room
was nothing more than a dream.
“Read the first page of the instructions
and didn’t bother to read the rest, huh?”
His eyes lifted to hers with a
sassy smirk that lit up his violet eyes. Hailey stared speechless, the urge to
touch the man making her palms itch as if she’d stepped into poison ivy.
“Yeah, you never did care what
you got into, Ariadne.”
Goose bumps sprouted over
her flesh and she released the shelf, rubbing her arms in an attempt to warm
her suddenly chilled skin. Ariadne. The name rang in her ears like a
long forgotten memory always running at the edge of her vision, just a breadth
away from her grasp.
“I—”
No words came out as he
carefully watched her face, almost as if saving every detail of her features
into his memory. Her mouth felt parched, her tongue too large, as she searched
for words that wouldn’t come.
“Yes?”
Butterflies danced in the pit
of her stomach and her chest tightened, making it difficult to breathe. Fear
mingled with a strange sense of joy. Names, places, and moments in time danced
in the edge of her vision, taunting her to remember them, taunting her to say
them aloud but fleeing before she could take hold of them.
“My name isn’t…”
The man raised his dark
eyebrows, the shadow of a smile lifting the edge of his full lips.
“I know.”
“Oh.”
Defined as weird since she was about eight, Elyzabeth honors the title
by making up songs about her chores, doodling stars and flowers on any blank
sheet of paper and talking to her dog whenever he feigns interest.
Losing the battle to the voices in her head is her favorite pastime after annoying her younger sister with her singing. Writing stories full of passion and emotion where love conquers all is her happy pill and she'll forgo sleep to make her readers live the dream.
Losing the battle to the voices in her head is her favorite pastime after annoying her younger sister with her singing. Writing stories full of passion and emotion where love conquers all is her happy pill and she'll forgo sleep to make her readers live the dream.
Thank you for everything! I'm glad you enjoyed the book! :D:D
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