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Love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave.
Title: Dearest Bloodiest Elizabeth
Author: Colette L. Saucier
Release Date: 08-Aug-16
Series: BOOK II: The Confession of Mr. Darcy, Vampire
Publisher: Southern Girl Press
Cover Designer: Dawné Dominique
In this lurid, lusty sequel to Pulse and Prejudice, death shadows the newlywed Darcys from Pemberley to the parlors of Regency London to the courtyards of Antebellum New Orleans. As Elizabeth discovers the trials and travails of marriage to a vampire, can Darcy ever believe that she loves him as he is? Or will his jealousy tear them apart?
Crimson drops fell onto the white snow, staining it pink. Darcy had not intended this – to drink from his wife – when he claimed his prize of a kiss after catching her as they raced through the hedge maze at Pemberley. Elizabeth had actually done surprisingly well in evading him, considering his intuitive abilities; but, of course, he had caught her – laughing in his arms, eyes ablaze, cheeks chafed from the cold.
“And now my prize!” As had so often occurred in the span of their brief marriage, his tender kiss had escalated quickly into fervent ardour. The laughter then in her eyes, his wife had taken hold of the lapels of his greatcoat and, falling back onto the snow, pulled him down with her. As their kisses had deepened, so, too, had his hunger and desire. He pulled off his gloves and trailed his cold fingers down her face. Untying her bonnet and unfastening her cape, he exposed her neck for his lips and his teeth.
She moaned softly as he drew the blood from her throat, sharing her warmth and her pulse, savouring the rich, metallic taste. He pulled back to look at her, only then noticing that a few precious drops of lifeblood had escaped his embrace and fallen onto the snow.