Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Ceri Grenelle's To Mate An Assassin ⊰Review & Giveaway⊱


To Mate an Assassin
Publication Date: July 28, 2015 
Genres: Paranormal, Romance

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Love is her enemy…until his beast sets her free.
Cymbeline Kendall’s life is quiet, solitary—until a letter appears in her P.O. box. Then she becomes an Incendiary, a human chosen at birth to be trained to strike like lightning to take out the most dangerous of the Werekind, then fade back into the shadows. She is a weapon only to be used by the leader of North American shifters. But when she learns the Alphar was unseated three years ago, she sets out to find who’s been pulling her trigger. Kerrick Masterson has borne the burden of leadership for only a short time, yet he already feels the Alphar power tempting his soul toward the insanity that destroyed his predecessor. He has no time for the woman who breaks into his compound claiming to be his Incendiary, but his beast insists he make the time—for his mate. In one searing, soul-consuming breath, everything Cymbeline was taught to believe is ripped away. Yet the mystery of who’s been sending her orders remains…and finding the answer could lead to all-out war. Warning: Contains an assassin who doesn’t tolerate those who hurt the weak, and a shifter leader determined to unlock his new mate’s repressed emotions—even if that puts his balls at risk. Explicit sex, violence, and references to abuse that could be rough on sensitive readers.
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To Mate An Assassin was an exciting new spin on paranormal reading. I enjoy a good paranormal romance and this one gave me a lot. It was full of passion and not just the panty melting kind. It also had an element that I hadn't ever read before, at least not like this. An Incendiary. An assassin, the boogieman of the shifter world. How she came to be was so interesting I wish I could have gotten even more about it in the book because it was neat. I gobbled this book up. I didn't want to stop. 

Cymbeline is so passionate even when she is suppose to be a cold blooded unfeeling machine. She feels so deeply and I don't think she realizes when she does except for maybe Irisi. Kerrick the Alphar makes her very passionate and that just pisses her off. Someone sending her kills other than the Alphar really pisses her off. Thinking the Alphar ignores her for 3 years sets her off the Richter scales. 

This book kept me entertained and on the edge of my seat half the time waiting for the shoe to drop.  It had it's light hearted moments and it also had it's heart felt ones. And I can not forget the very steamy ones! I also get a peek at a future book and I better get that one! It has been hinted at throughout this one and I need that story! Ceri Grenelle you know I'm talking about Jeremiah! I enjoyed this novel and recommend it to Paranormal Romance lovers, they will love it for the action and passion alone! 
**My rating system is different from Amazon where this will be a 5✰. See my rating chart to the right


“Let me see it,” he said. She’d sensed him approaching, even though his tread was silent as the grave, but hadn’t had the energy to keep running. The Alphar’s shadow appeared before her, not waiting for her compliance before gently taking her hand to examine the wound. 
“Shut up. Kiss me. Say it. Let me see it.” She mimicked to his downturned face as he sniffed the cut. “Ever heard of asking?” 
“Not when it comes to you, apparently.” He glanced up with a short smile before turning back to her hand. 
Her body slumped against the tree, the poison taking hold of her limbs. The Alphar scooped her up into his arms as if she weighed nothing and began to run back towards The Mansion. 
“No,” she slurred against his chest. Mmm, he smelled good. “Don’t want to go back.” 
“You’ve got Vryk blood in your system.”

“Won’t kill me.” She thought she’d smelled Vryk on the creature that had flung her back into the forest. What the hell was a Vryk doing attacking her? She had never had an issue with any Vryks. In fact she had worked amicably with many in this area in the past. 
“No, but it will leave you paralyzed and helpless for about a day.”

“Leave me.”

“You really are crazy if you want me to leave youmy matein the middle of a forest crawling with my enemies when paralyzed and vulnerable. Even if you weren’t my mate I wouldn’t do that.” 
A horn honked as they reached the road. Cymbeline tried to lift her head and realized she was truly paralyzed when it just lolled with every step the bastard Alphar took. A large, black van was pulled over on the side of the road. A blonde woman in a crisp, navy-blue pants suit leaned against the van and was speaking on a phone as she waved them over. 
“Leave me,” Cymbeline mumbled again as her vision turned hazy. He took a rough step and her head lulled towards his chest. She could scent the dark, intangible thing telling her she wanted to stay in his arms, that it was okay to give in to him. Ignoring the whispers, she fought like hell to stay awake. But try as she might to keep her eyes open and her senses keen, she knew she would pass out soon and did not want to be left in the tender care of this man, no matter how amazing he smelled. Seriously, was this natural? 
Pissed off with her failing strength, she took out her anger on the closest victim. With the last of her ebbing energy she shot her hand up and smacked the Alphar’s forehead. 
He stopped walking, staring down at her incredulously. “You used the last of your strength to slap me?” 
She couldn’t speak anymore so she just glared, willing him to let her go with the power of her angry stare. Instead of reacting angrily or haughtily as she’d assumed a man of his status would, he shook his head and grinned, leaning in to place a small yet firm kiss on her forehead. 
“Sleep. I swear no harm will come to you.” 
Staring into his black eyes as she succumbed to darkness, she almost wanted to believe him. Almost. 

About Ceri Grenelle

Ceri Grenelle
I've always had an active imagination. An imagination that usually took form in the way of zoning out in the middle of conversations. I eventually decided it was time to share my daydreaming with the world and began to put my musings on paper. It started with Harry Potter fanfiction and grew from there. I am currently living it up in Northern California after a big move from New York City. And by living it up I mean staying home with my cats, obsessively watching episodes of my favorite TV shows, all of which are extremely geeky, and simultaneously reading the next book on my reading list. I do all this while trying not to pig out on unhealthy snacks. As you can tell, I lead a busy life.

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