AN IMMORTAL’S SONG BY CARRIE ANN RYAN –
REVIEW AND EXCERPT TOUR
An Immortal’s Song- Dante’s Circle Book
6
Humans aren’t
as alone as they choose to believe. Every human possesses a trait of
supernatural that lays dormant within their genetic make-up. Centuries of
diluting and breeding have allowed humans to think they are alone and untouched
by magic. But what happens when something changes?
Amara Young has
always been on the outside looking in. She’s the one lightning-struck woman out
of her group who has never felt as if she’s belonged. She lost a year of her
life caring for her dying friend, but now it’s her turn to find out who she is.
Only when the time comes, two men stand in her way—two men who claim her as
theirs.
Tristan Archer,
fae royalty and Conclave member, has waited over nine hundred years for his
fate. And now he has two chances. While one knows his path, the other seems
blind to what they could have. It will take more than a simple risk for Tristan
to finally have what he desires…that is if Amara and Seth can overcome their
own uncertainties.
While the other
two in his life are fighting themselves and their futures, Seth Oceanus knows
exactly what he wants. The younger brother of a Conclave member and relatively
young in his realm, he knows he’ll have to prove himself so others see him for
who he truly is.
As the triad
succumbs to their cravings, they will have to fight more than their
overwhelming feelings in order to survive.
Warning:
Contains an innocent merman, a very talented fae, and a human woman who can
outpace them both.
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EXCERPT:
Sitting in a bar for hours on end wouldn’t help matters, but
Tristan Archer figured he might as well try it out. It may take him far longer
to get drunk than it would if he were human, yet he figured he’d give it a go.
After the hellish few months he’d had, he would try anything at this point.
He ran a hand through his short, auburn hair that tended to look
brown in the bar’s lighting and sighed. He shouldn’t have accepted his friend
Levi’s invitation to dinner and drinks at Dante’s Circle in the human realm. He
should have rejected the offer and gone back to the thousand other things he
had to do within the fae realm and inside the Conclave.
Tristan wasn’t just any fae. He was a nine-hundred-year-old fae
prince with responsibilities that lay heavily on his shoulders. He was also a
Conclave member, where he helped govern every paranormal realm in existence
with another fae member and two others from each race. That was how he’d become
friends with Levi, a wizard and prince in his own right.
So here he was, in Dante’s Circle, a bar owned and named after a
royal blue dragon; the meeting place of seven women and their mates with a
history he couldn’t immediately comprehend.
Of course, it was because one of those women that he’d rather be
in the fae realm instead of the dark bar with oak paneling and photos on the
walls that spoke of generations of memories and connections. He’d been here a
few times in the past, always on the outside of the circle of lightning-struck
woman and their mates, but never fully excluded.
They’d welcomed Tristan into their fold, even if they didn’t
understand why it hurt him so to be that close to what he couldn’t have.
Or maybe they understood all too well. After all, one of their own
was the reason for his confusion, his torture. The object of his desire.
“If you keep glowering at her over in the corner, you’ll end up
scaring her more than she already is,” Seth said from his side.
Tristan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, immediately
regretting the action as soon as he did. The man next to him smelled of the
sea. And hope. His heart ached and his dick filled.
Seth Oceanus was a merman, a friend, and his mate.
His true half.
Or at least one of them.
Not that he or Seth could do anything about it when the other part
of their triad didn’t feel the same way.
About Carrie Ann Ryan:
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Carrie Ann Ryan
never thought she’d be a writer. Not really. No, she loved math and science and
even went on to graduate school in chemistry. Yes, she read as a kid and
devoured teen fiction and Harry Potter, but it wasn’t until someone handed her
a romance book in her late teens that she realized that there was something out
there just for her. When another author suggested she use the voices in her
head for good and not evil, The Redwood Pack and all her other stories were
born.
Carrie Ann
is a bestselling author of over twenty novels and novellas and has so much more
on her mind (and on her spreadsheets *grins*) that she isn’t planning on giving
up her dream anytime soon.
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