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Inevitable - The Curse of Avalon Book 2 by Sariah Skye Book Tour and Giveaway :)
Curse of Avalon Book 2
Paranormal RH Romance
few short weeks ago, I knew exactly who I was: Ava Dawson, a woman
with a surprising magical ability, a daughter, a friend, and
invisible to men.
Everything has changed. The only family I’ve ever known? Betrayed
me. My best friend lives clear across the city, and I seem to have
the favor of four gorgeous, reluctant incubi. That complicates things
I have this powerful magic coursing through my veins: the power of
the mythical isle of Avalon. It’s real, I promise—I feel it every
day. If I don’t learn how to control it, I might just end up
hurting the people closest to me. Mathias, Trystan, Bash, and Xander
are the new sworn protectors of Avalon—me. They’re powerful, but
this magic? Might be more so.
resisting the magic and trying to figure out who I am again.
my control? It's probable. Losing my heart, split among four gorgeous
men? Yeah, I’m sure it’s only inevitable
is a slower-burn paranormal/ reverse harem romance, like the first
book in the series. Due to language and adult content, the entire
series is recommended for adults 18+)
ahead and live with four guys,” they said. “It’ll be fun,”
I admit I don’t know who “they” are. The voices in my head,
best friend. My father
of all people. But after three weeks of living with my
I can say, with confidence, it’s not all it’s cracked up to be.
because they aren’t hot, or kind, or sexy…but because they’re
pigs. Pigs I
3 A.M., and I ducked down to the kitchen to get a late-night snack.
I got to the kitchen, I realized I had to pee. So, I slipped into one
on the main level. There’s a nightlight on, but still I stupidly
looking first. I imagined—as always when I use the toilet—that
to sit down about knee level and do my business.
imagine my utter dismay, when my ass hit the cold porcelain, and I
the toilet bowl; my ass grazing the blue toilet water. It’s cold,
and I cringed.
even though it was mother-fuckin’ 3 A.M., I didn’t care. I’m
which one of you fuckers left the goddamned toilet seat up down
I swear to god, when I figure out who you are, I’m going to cut the
out of all your
pants, you assholes!” I threatened, screaming at the top
my lungs so hard, feeling my cheeks tense with heat. Both face cheeks
cheeks alike. To be fair, they aren’t really assholes, but my
in toilet water and I’m humiliated. So, for right now? Everyone is
heard the scrambling of awkward male feet as they cower in their
and snug in their beds from my ire. “You bastards, I swear…” I
my breath, as I unceremoniously propped my hands on either side of
and awkwardly lifted myself up. My buttcheeks dripped toilet water
and I reached for the toilet paper in the holder so I could dry off
cardboard roll spun in the holder, but I didn’t touch cushiony
no, I touched…an
empty toilet paper roll.
then, I saw red in my eyes. There was only one explanation to the
of this toilet travesty.
I screamed bloody murder at the top of my lungs. The
had a slobby streak to him, and maybe it’s because of his
his laziness, but I’ve caught him twice
now not replacing the roll when
can’t be sure, but I’m almost positive I heard a muffled, “Och,
the game room down the hallway, as a door slammed shut. I heard him
away, up the stairs, assumedly to his room.
can we just discuss just how often
men go through entire rolls of toilet
I’ll replace the damn thing in the morning, and by nighttime, it’s
What the hell do they do
in there!? Keep in mind, they each have their own
second thought… I didn’t want to know.
cringed now for two reasons: one, the image I’m trying to shove out
of one of the guys doing yucky things in the bathroom, and two,
my short ass arms about three feet away to the vanity under the sink
paper. I prayed to the gods—any of them that would listen—that
his O.C.D. cleaning habits haven’t disappointed me, and properly
with plenty of toilet paper.
hovered in the bathroom over the bowl, ass swinging in the air, pants
ankles, squatting at my knees, and tried to reach the handle of the
to pull it open successfully, and I blindly reached in. “Success!
Xander!” I yanked out a couple of rolls and ripped off a wad to dab
sighing with happiness that I was dry.
haven’t even done my business yet, either.
plopped the wooden-toilet seat down with a bang, hoping that whoever
around got the hint. They’ve probably all scattered like scared
they know the
first guy I see is going to get my wrath. Even Xander, for
obsession with putting blue bleach tablets in each tank. I couldn’t
sure that my butt wasn’t blue now from it. I would go easier on
he had enough sense to make sure the bathroom was properly stocked at
yes, this was just part of the fun
of living with four guys. It’s not all
spankings, and afternoon delights. No, it’s actually much different
I now pitied the mothers out there, who have husbands and all sons—I
imagine. At least my boys were fine
as hell, and it gave me something
now, I wondered why I put myself through it all. But aside from the
“piggery”, the guys are actually quite wonderful. Over the past
we’ve grown close, and I’ve implanted myself into their home, and
their insistence, of course.
didn’t seem that long ago that my weird “invisible” magic was
I just thought I was crazy.
Avalon “Ava” Dawson, had lived a boring, humble life in a
in a duplex with my best friend, Summer Santiago, and my mother. And
mother wasn’t this evil, nasty witch.
meant that literally—she is
an evil witch. My eccentric, loopy mother
out to be Morgaine Le Fey—yes, that Morgaine from all the
posing as my mother. Okay, she actually is my mother. And Sir
Actually my father. Ain’t that a kick in the pants?
the guys—the four guys I now lived with—ended up saving me from a
ritual my mother kidnapped me for, where I was imbued with the
of the mystical isle of Avalon. I had no idea what’s going on
still don’t really, except the fact that it seems to be…active.
I was able to
the guys from their injuries before, but lately? It had some
Like, I’m charged and ready to go all the time (I’m horny,
okay?), but it
with a bummer of a side effect. When I become aroused—which around
dudes was all the time—it just felt… wrong somehow. I needed to
to control it, and hopefully the guys could help. With their varied
they all had a bit of knowledge and supernatural life experience at
fingertips. Oh, and they’re immortal incubus demons, cursed at
by Morgaine over the years. She’s been busy for a long, long time.
was a former Roman gladiator, with superhuman strength and
Trystan was an eagle shifter from Scotland from the time of the
and clans. Sebastian—Bash—was from colonial Virginia; he is a
genius, and an alchemist witch who was burned at the stake for trying
save his village from illness. Lastly, Xander was the youngest at
old, and an immigrant from China during the California Gold
where his father sold him into slavery. He also had the amazing
the weather into magic he wielded at his fingertips.
wouldn’t you know it? Morgaine, with her evil magic, had cursed
of men for hundreds of years, like my incubi, to steal life energies
The sexual energy the incubi extracted from the women when they were
was transferred somehow into Morgaine, to help her remain immortal,
she could unleash the Avalon magic into me, and use me to remain that
Somehow. She didn’t count on four of her lost incubi to come into
lost track of them over the years because they denied their incubus
and refused to “attack” women for their life energies, only
from them by not allowing themselves to orgasm during their
her orgasm triggered the life force, the incubus’ orgasm is when
her life force. I didn’t like thinking about it, but it
was a reality they lived
for many years. As a result, their innate supernatural abilities are
and they cannot have a relationship with anyone except a special kind
supernatural being. The incubus magic renders the woman obsessed and
afterwards, but more than one coupling between the woman and
no matter if he takes her life energy or not, will always result in
only kind of supe impervious to their magic is a cambion; a child of
and an incubus.
not in the history books, but Lancelot—now known as Lachlan Steele—
the first person cursed as an incubus by my mother for not
And later, she glamoured herself into someone different, found
again many, many years later and charmed him into sleeping with her
conceive me. So, that makes me a cambion. Convenient, huh? My
heritage, and strange “invisible” abilities I got from my father
me a prime candidate to be a vessel for the magic from Avalon. How
an entire island of magic could fit into a clay vessel that held it
years, or me, I had no idea. But my mother was betting on the stealth
to help hide the magic from the outside world; at least that was the
from all that, I was the first cambion any of the guys’ had
in hundreds of years. Because of that, we decided for now to, um,
me. It sounded
crazy, but they knew there was little chance of ever
another cambion ever again; we were apparently extremely,
rare. And that
brought me to here.
I spaced out, still sitting on the commode trying to recover from the
potty situation, my full bladder reminded me that I still hadn’t
I came in for. I shook myself out of my daze, and finally did my
I set the toilet paper on the holder knowing fully well it would
and placed the other roll on the back of the commode. You know, for
time. I’ll probably be using it tomorrow.
padded down the hallway to the kitchen. There’s always a night
light on in
room, and I’m thankful for that because I’m still not one-hundred
about the layout of the house. It’s so much bigger
than where I
of my life, and I still got turned around, especially at night.
entered the kitchen and go straight for the fridge. Opening the
doors, I scanned the contents. I’m not sure what I wanted, but I
wanted something really
bad for me
because after the potty calamity, I was
as hell. Mathias refused to keep a lot of junk food in the
a bit ridiculous. With their incubus-bodies, they didn’t gain
clog their arteries or make them ill because they’re friggin’
—there’s still a chance, even with my half-witch, half incubus,
heritage I could gain about five-hundred pounds. I was willing to
risk, though, right now.
Curse of Avalon Book 1
name is Ava Dawson. Ever since I was young, I have had this strange
“gift” of invisibility. I can’t explain it, nor can I always
control it. It affects my work, my personal life, dating—all but my
mother and best friend seem to be affected. No matter what I do, I
seem to always be forgotten.
I meet these gorgeous guys during a girls’ night out, and there’s
something strangely alluring about them. An ancient curse brings us
together, while a group of supernatural “Collectors” is
threatening to tear us apart. They’re targeting people with special
abilities like mine, and all four men have taken it upon themselves
to protect me. But with their complicated pasts, I can’t help but
feel protective of them, too. I’m trying not to get in over my
head, with these men, and the magic.
I have to admit, It’s nice to be seen after years of being
Note: this book is 'reverse harem;' meaning, one woman, multiple love
interests. This series is meant for readers 18+ only
Skye physically resides in southern Minnesota with her husband, two
kids and a dog (so really...3 children) but mentally her head is in
the clouds dreaming of anything that doesn't require adulting.
not writing she's probably geeking out watching Star Trek, playing
World of Warcraft, reading yet another fantasy book or staying up way
too late. She'd love it if you dropped her a line at Facebook or
Twitter but be prepared...she's a nictofiliac so be patient for a
response while her eyes adjust to the light of day and beware of
sarcasm. It helps to throw her chocolate or glitter first before
engaging. Wine is also acceptable...but not to throw. Hand it over
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