The Secret Soulbond

Calatini Tales, Book 3

In the Regency-inspired kingdom of Calatini, two powerful houses nurse a generations-old feud… while their heirs conceal their secret soulbond.

Lady Annalise Greysnowe is the most beautiful lady in Calatini, but conceals her true self behind an ice-perfect mask. Her ambitious parents can’t wait to marry her to the king or any wealthy lord that will improve their standing at court. Anyone except the one gentleman she truly desires—Dare, the genial Count of Ravenstone and her family’s ancestral enemy.

Despite the feud, Dare only seeks peace with Annalise’s family. As a nature witch, he knows that such strife simply harms everyone involved. Plus, he can’t forget his intense attraction to Annalise. Something more than her otherworldly beauty calls to him—perhaps it’s her love of animals, or her warm and radiant smile whenever she rides her beloved horse, or the hints of potent magic akin to his own.

For Annalise is a rare and coveted soul healer able to heal anything at the risk of forming an irrevocable soulbond. Yet when Dare is nearly killed, she must use her secret powers to heal him, forever binding herself to her family’s enemy. Annalise and Dare agree to conceal their soulbond until they can convince her family to end the feud and accept their marriage. But her parents refuse to relent, and their forbidden love activates an ancient curse, so not even their powerful soulbond may be enough to keep them together…

The Secret Soulbond is a Romeo and Juliet romance that sparkles with magic and ends with a heartwarming happily-ever-after. The Calatini Tales will spellbind any reader looking for lush fantasy romance.

Excerpt:

Although Miss Keyes and Lord Beza were too engrossed with each other to notice anyone else, Annalise silently backed from the romantic garden until she collided with a hard body behind her. Tingling warmth flooding her, she gasped as arms covered in bronze scales of a dragon costume wrapped about her waist.

Dare murmured in her ear, “Caught you at last.” He paused. “Is that Miss Keyes dancing scandalously close to Lord Beza Hawke? And what spell are they using? Its magic is even more blinding than yours.”

Annalise jerked from his embrace then darted past him into another garden. She never should have halted at Miss Keyes’s spell. Dare wouldn’t have caught her otherwise. And now that he had, he’d probably not leave. She swirled to face him, fisting her hands on her hips. “Please go. We mustn’t risk feeding our impossible soulbond.”

Dare strode over to grasp her hand. “I can’t. We must talk.”

Her heart fluttering, she swallowed. “No.”

She attempted to wrench her hand free, but his grip was so firm that she rebounded into him instead. As their chests pressed together, she shivered and stared up into his amber eyes. Oh, Goddess. She licked her lips.

Dare groaned then lowered his head until his mouth brushed hers.

Annalise stilled, her pulse surging and the ache in her chest easing as their souls meshed. She should really withdraw. But instead, she wrapped her arms about his neck and deepened their kiss.