Sera’s Gift


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Details

EROTIC URBAN FANTASY

Letting go is sometimes the only gift love has left to give.

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ISBN 9781419925511

Winner of The Romance Studio’s5 Hearts Sweetheart Award.

Sera’s Gift is book III in the Destiny’s Trinities series

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Outline

Sera arrives in New York to help Lindál, but a vampeen attack brings her face to face with two men and changes her life forever.

Diego Savage lives up to his name.  Cynical, rebellious and a womanizer, he doesn’t believe in the trinities at all. Only a handful of people know the truth about his scarred heart and terrible past, and it would take a miracle for him to change.  A miracle, or someone like Sera with her special gift.

Blake Harvey, dedicated NYC police lieutenant, takes one look at the tall, supple woman with the crystal blue eyes and glowing skin and knows his life is about to change in ways he can’t even define, but his body is already responding to with a power that is hard to deny.

The bonding has begun…

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Reviews

Ms. Ceagh has penned a beautiful story with great characters and a red hot storyline. Her characters are believable, intelligent and seriously intriguing. The storyline blends sensuality, sexual tension and conflicts together seamlessly. The sexual tension from the three main characters sparks right off the page. I am delighted to add this book to my keeper collection and recommend this book to others.

Heather – Night Owl Reviews

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The third book in the Destiny’s Trinities series by the very gifted author Teal Ceagh is just as extraordinary as the first two books were. Flawlessly plotted, Sera’s Gift transports readers once again into the world where dark supernatural forces are preying on humans and ripping the city apart. Ms. Ceagh again creates the sensual world filled with danger, suspense, passion and a few secrets that all work in perfect harmony for a captivating story that is thoroughly refreshing as well as entertaining. By using the tension and rising attacks, the author sets the stage for the third trinity to form, binding three unlikely people together in a bond that can’t be denied. The third trinity of Diego, Blake and Sera is just as enticing as the first two were. These three dynamic and unforgettable characters will capture the readers heart’s with their complex, heartbreaking and endearing personalities. The struggles and challenges these three faces along with their binding love are believable as well as enriching to the story. The return of previous characters instantly brings readers in the tumultuous action from the first two books. The sexual tension is so high readers will be enraptured by the first meeting between Diego, Blake and Sera yet the authors also brilliantly captures the emotions as well as the insecurities of these three lovers. Readers should be deliciously warned the sex is sultry, varied, frequent and naughty.

Sera’s Gift is meant to be read as part of a series which should be read in order for the reader’s full enjoyment. Watching the pieces of this story fall into place is a delightful completion to the story that will bring a smile to the reader’s face.

Shannon – The Romance Studio

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Ms. Ceagh more than delivered on the promise of the first two installments of the trinities. To be honest this last one is not only to date her best one, but also her most defining one. The depth she put into these new characters and added to the the existing ones made this a truly good read. The sex is hotter, but it’s the intensity and realism that is better. Truthfully I hope that this isn’t the end for these characters and that we get to hear more about the future of the trinities.  [PS:  It may not be...no promises, but we'll see! -- Tracy.]

WitchGiggles – Alternative Read.

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Excerpt

Copyright © TEAL CEAGH, 2010

All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.

Chapter One

Fair warning….this is absolutely R-rated, boys and girls.  If you don’t like it crisping the pages and kinking the corners, do not read on and don’t complain afterwards if you do.

Beth crept onto the roof just as dawn was breaking. In two years, she had grown far better at sneaking around. Despite her skill, she found she was staring at the sharp end of a crossbow as she emerged onto the open end of the roof and behind it, a pair of cool blue eyes. She let go of her knife and held up her hand. “It’s just me,” she said.

Lindál put down the crossbow. “Thought so,” he said sleepily and lay back down. He patted the quilt he had spread out on the tarred roof. “Join me.” He was wearing sweatpants so old they were nearly transparent with wear and washing and made him look endearingly human…especially as she could see a hint of his tight ass.

“What are you doing up here?” she asked.

“I couldn’t sleep. I needed fresh air.”

“In New York? There’s no such thing, especially in August.” She lay next to him on the quilt and put her knife down beside her. She plucked her nightgown away from her sweaty skin.

“You couldn’t sleep either,” Lindál guessed. He glanced at her, his blue eyes narrowing. “The full assembly today. You feel you have to account for yourself, don’t you?”

The Seaveth Prophecies had predicted the coming of the Grimoré and they had indeed arrived. She and the two trinities that had formed, along with the vampires and elves, had spent nearly two years now fighting Grimoré incursions into the human population, while trying to keep humans ignorant of the Grimoré, vampires, elves and the demon world the Grimoré regularly recruited to do their dirty work.

Beth had insisted that a third trinity would form and that the formation of three trinities would spell the doom of the Grimoré. But so far, the final trinity had shown no sign of appearing. It had been over a year since the formation of the second trinity and everyone’s faith in her belief in the power of the three trinities was beginning to wane as they took heavy losses and the power of the Grimoré steadily ground them down.

Lindál was watching her, measuring her expressions as she thought it through. “You owe no explanation, Seaveth,” he said quietly, using her formal name to remind her of her rank. Queen of the trinities and therefore commander of the armies of vampires and elves. “The prophecies were made eons ago. No one, not even you, can build a timetable around them.”

She slid her hand into his blond locks, tucking them back behind his ears and kissed him. “What would I do without you, Lindál?”

His blue eyes grew stormy and she caught her breath, for she knew that look from long experience. Her clit tingled.

“Without me,” Lindál murmured, his long fingers brushing over the thin straps of her nightgown, sliding them off her shoulders, “I imagine you’d still be serving beer in McGinty’s, with that vampire pining uselessly after you and never the courage to touch you.”

He flipped her on her back and straddled her and she caught her breath. “Oooh, you know Zack would have a piece of you if he heard you say that.”

Lindál gave a wicked smile. “But he’s not here and I am.” He reached over her head and picked up her knife and spun it on his palm like the hands on a clock face. It was an absent-minded movement of a man much used to handling a knife.

“You didn’t have the guts to touch me either, Lindál,” she reminded him and sucked in a breath as he used the knife blade to shred her gown right down the centre and spread it apart. He jabbed the knife into the tarmac by her head.

“But now I do,” he said and sucked the tip of her breast into his hot mouth. She grabbed at his head as silvery sparks of explosive pleasure ripped through her, straight to her already throbbing clitoris. Her pussy rippled, squeezing cream and preparing for him. What he was doing to her breast was such a wonderful sensation she would never tire of it. Her breath shortened.

She wound her leg over Lindál’s back, her heel pressing into his ass. It opened her up to him and she could feel the slickness between her legs, bathed by the air.

Lindál’s lips moved to her other breast and she moaned, her hips lifting. “Fuck me,” she begged. “Make me come. You know how hot what you’re doing makes me.”

“I know,” he agreed, his lips brushing against her breast. She could hear the laughter in his voice and the arousal. One of Lindál’s personal aphrodisiacs was the sight of her squirming with need.

He kept his attention on her breasts, his hands toying with them when his mouth was not. She really did begin to writhe on the quilt beneath him, her hips bucking under his thighs. She panted and moaned and tugged at his hips, trying to make him fuck her.

Finally, when she thought she could not stand it another second, Lindál stood and quickly stripped his sweats off. She lay panting on the quilt, her body gleaming with a fine sheen of perspiration, her heart racing, watching. He was as glorious as the day she had met him. His skin had the unearthly elvish glow, still undimmed despite his exposure to the earth sun and elements, that so often stopped people in their tracks and made them remark about “good health”. His muscles were even more well formed, now, after two years of hard work and better training. And his cock was long and hard and ready for her.

“My Beth,” he murmured, before spreading her legs, picking up her hips and ramming himself into her with a single thrust that made the tendons on the side of his neck stand out. She gave a groan of deep satisfaction. Good…oh, that was so good.

Lindál wrapped her legs around his waist and bent over her, one hand under her hips and began the slow, steady stroking she loved best. It wouldn’t last long. She could already feel her body gathering around his cock in a trembling pillar. Her breathing would stop if she didn’t come very soon. Lindál had spared her nothing.

Over his shoulder, she saw movement and her eyes widened. Alarmed, she tried to reach for the knife Lindál had put within her reach but Lindál was quicker. He snatched for the crossbow.

But Zack was quicker, still. His bare foot came down on the crossbow, keeping it pinned to the tarmac. “There’s a reason your instincts didn’t warn you, Lindál,” he said softly. His hand came down on Lindál’s shoulder. “I thought you two were sleeping, until I found you weren’t.”

Lindál smiled. “Too hot.” He nuzzled Beth’s breast and thrust into her again. She caught her breath and clutched at his shoulders desperately. Even so, she found she was watching Zack. He was studying them, the crotch of his jeans swelling and that made it even more thrilling.

Quickly, Zack stripped off his clothes and strode over to stand behind Lindál, watching his cock thrust into Beth. He caught Beth’s eye. “You’ve no idea how hot that looks from here, Beth. I could come just thinking about it.” His voice was thick with lust and his cock was red and flared purple at the head.

She moaned, her climax inching closer.

Zack bent and reached between her legs. She felt his hand stroke against her and Lindál, gathering moisture. Lubricant. God knew, there was enough of it.

Zack coated his own cock with her lubricant and she caught her breath, knowing what he intended. Her pussy clenched, making Lindál groan in reaction. Zack positioned himself behind Lindál and pushed his cock up against Lindál’s anus. He grabbed a handful of Lindál’s hair and slid his cock into the elf’s ass, as Lindál pushed back, his eyes closing.

“What’s good for the gander…” Zack breathed and began to rock in and out of Lindál’s ass, in counter-time with Lindál’s thrusts into Beth’s pussy.

The pure sensuality in their faces was always Beth’s undoing and now, with her climax so close, she knew she wasn’t going to last long enough. So she did something she didn’t do very often, she tapped into their emotions. Lindál had taught her how to do it but the three-way feedback had proved to be too overwhelming for all of them at once and they used it rarely. Now she sank into the black velvet landscape of emotional profiles in her vicinity and found the two men she loved most in the world and encompassed them. Raw lust, love, trust and eroticism showered her, immersed her, lifted her up and up and up…

Beth screamed, the back of her throat burning with the power of her climax. She could feel herself clench hard like a vice around Lindál, as he came in powerful shooting jerks. Zack choked off his own cry as he exploded into a swift, hard orgasm of his own, triggered by their shared emotional feedback.

Weakened, all three of them lay on the quilt to recover. Lindál curled himself around Beth and Zack fell on the other side of him, on his back, panting.

“I’m glad you don’t do that every time, Beth,” Zack said. “I feel like my balls are going to explode.”

“Crude, vampire. Crude.” Lindál shoved his elbow back.

“I feel like my cheekbones are coming out through my face,” Beth confessed. “And the back of my throat got ripped out.”

“It certainly sounded like it was being ripped out,” Zack chuckled.

Thunder rumbled overhead and with no more warning, it began to rain in heavy, stinging drops. Zack groaned. “Oh fuck, I really don’t want to move!”

Beth curled herself up tighter. “Me, neither.”

“It’s rain!” Lindál said, rolling onto his back and stretching out his arms. “Stay here. Enjoy it.”

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!” Zack said, sitting up and looking at Lindál with mock disbelief. Beth sat up too, the rain forcing her to make a move. She looked at Zack.

“Can you believe him?”

She grinned. Zack took any opportunity to give Lindál shit about his affinity for water, or any of his more elvish traits. “Can I take your shirt?” she asked him.

“You’re not going to help me out here?” Zack asked.

“You’re a big boy. Fight your own fights.” She slipped on the shirt he had been wearing over the top of the remnants of the ruined nightgown and picked up her knife. “I’ve got a full assembly to prepare for and cover stories to concoct for the New York Police Department, who are growing less gullible with each passing week.”

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