Guest Blogger : Inez Kelley

I am woman, hear me roar! I think that should Myla’s theme song. Typically, I am a hero writer. Not that my heroines are too stupid to live or whatever but I just prefer my heroes.
I love men. Seriously love men. Looooooooove men. There is just something about the hard muscles, the gruff sound of a masculine voice, the curve of a beard shadow, the slope of a shoulder, the scrape of a callused hand…

Wait, what was I talking about? Oh yeah, I remember. Sorry, I could never be a lesbian.

Although, Myla makes me stop and think. This chick kicks ass! Literally. She is stronger than a half dozen men, kills without fear and can make even the toughest warrior pee his pants. (She does too, poor Bryton).

A magic guardian called by fire, she can appear as a beautiful woman, a sword wielding warrior or a massive black jaguar. Taric thinks even this form is sexy which just goes to show you that men will always like pussy… *ahem* …cat.

She has killed, you see her kill, and she promises to kill again if anything threatens her charge, the Crowned Prince of Eldwyn. But she has never been given the chance to smell a wildflower, taste a berry or feel the wind on her cheeks. Taric gives her the opportunity and introduces her to many more pleasures. Many. More. Pleasures. Mrrrrrrrrrrrow.

Think about that a minute. Myla has killed but never really lived. Her entire experience is through Taric. She knows war, death, fighting and strength. To then put herself in his hands, literally, to trust enough to let down a guard so ingrained in her, he has got to be a special man, deserving of her love.

Wow.

Now, she does fight this. She even tells him she doesn’t like the new sensations she is feeling. They confuse her. Suddenly she doesn’t want to bite but lick, not stab but stroke, not kill but kiss. Writing a virgin warrior was a unique experience. She had to be undefeated in battle and untrained in the bedroom. Even then, she wasn’t used to taking orders. She employed military strategy under the covers. Seek and discover. Experiment and explore. Master and revel.

Myla may be unmatched in protecting the Prince, but she is his equal in the heart. To love a strong woman, you must have a strong man. I’m not talking push-ups or bench presses. Myla would win hands down there. But Taric is confident enough and loves her enough to not treat her like a breakable object once he falls in love. She doesn’t change for him and he never expects her to. He loves a mighty warrior who happens to be a beautiful woman who could snap his neck with her bare hands. She also holds the power to break his heart

And isn’t that what makes love magical? You are strong by yourself but with the man you love by your side, you can take on the world. I am woman, hear me roar!

Magic bites… and its name is Myla.

Created at Prince Taric’s birth, Myla is a spell, an enchantment designed to appear and protect him when he needs it most. She has always been content to do her duty…until one night of forbidden passion leaves her longing to experience life—and love—as a mortal woman.

Yet the risk is too great. Even if her blood runs as red as his, she can never give him the one thing he needs: a child.

Taric’s blessing—and his curse—is knowing the kingdom’s future depends on his producing an heir to continue the bloodline. His bond with Myla has always been that of protector and protected. When it suddenly becomes something much more, he unwittingly sentences his people to certain death.

An old enemy is plotting to destroy all he holds dear: his lands, his people, his father, and his lover. And this time, even if they fight tooth and blade, their shared magic may not be enough to save them…

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