Please join me in welcoming Jane Burrelli and her book Playing With Fire (Bride of Fire series, book 2).
Can Mira thaw Zorren's icy heart or will he lose her forever
When the gods breathed life into us they blessed us with an element, a pity they didn’t care to bless us with anything else.
Princess Nymira’s life changed forever when a coup forced her to flee north and in doing so she found herself mated to Zorren, the formidable Ice Lord. Their instant connection is undeniable but their budding relationship is not without challenges.
Mira must now face the open hostility of a foreign court as she attempts to carve out a niche at Zorren’s side. New enemies work tirelessly to drive a wedge between the newly mated pair and their tentative bond of trust is tested to the limit. Are Mira and Zorren strong enough to withstand the storm or will her most guarded secret drive them apart?
Publisher’s Note: Playing With Fire is book two in the Bride of Fire Trilogy. This fantasy romance contains elements of danger, suspense, mystery, adventure, and sensual scenes set in an apocalyptic world.
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“Where is she?” Groaning, I threw my hands in the air and despite my shivering laid back on the cool sands, praying to the deities that the ground would swallow me up.
“Can’t you manage to stay out of trouble for one moment?”
I met my mate’s stony glare with one of my own. My anger still simmering I unclenched my jaw. “I’m not in trouble, I just overworked my session.” Ahem, almost entered the hereafter by unconsciously offering my soul to the eternal flame.
Zorren did not desist from standing over me and my nostrils flared.
“I’m fine and didn’t know your presence had been requested but it is unnecessary. Please return to your business at hand.” I replied as smooth as the sweetest honey while my hands were fisted at my sides. He was embarrassing me, the fool. Fed up of the height disadvantage I made another attempt to stand, powering to my feet. Zorren’s face was turning an interesting shade of purple. To help matters, I pasted on my best, brightest smile. “See no harm done.” Except my inner flame had withered so significantly I was frightened and wanted to get somewhere warm as soon as possible. This time I lasted for a grand total of a few seconds before my legs started to weave and bend against my will. My pride dented, I sat back down before I fell down.
“Fine, are you?” Zorren rubbed it in, thumbs hooked into his belt loop. His all-knowing expression grating. “Are you going to continue to be stubborn?”
“Your presence is not needed,” I gritted out. “My lord.” His eyes sparked, and I knew my subtle dig had found its mark. Zorren hated it when I referred to him by his title; as such I usually did it to needle him.
Less than impressed, his strong arms scooped me up. “Enough, Mira.” It was not enough. Wiggling and squirming Zorren was struggling to keep a grip on me.
Jane Burelli in her own words:
When I realised that the world was not hiring for a ‘sarcastic but benign Supreme Ruler of the Universe’ I’ve decided to focus on my passion. By day I work in a UK company’s finance department and by night I become my alter ego Scribble Girl or as my good friends have affectionately dubbed me the 'sex author'. Always armed with a notepad and pen in the black hole I call a handbag, I have been writing never ending stories since the age of 11 and this all stemmed from my love of reading.
I love reading. Period!
I’m part of the Harry Potter generation and while waiting between books would literally devour any book I could get my hands on. Let’s put it this way J.K Rowling has a lot to answer for. I adore that there is no end in sight to where your own imagination can take you and that between the pages of a book you are transported to another world.
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Jane: Thank you for joining me this evening, for the official record can I please have you name?
Mira: Certainly, my name is Mira.
Jane: I mean you full name please, it’s not everyday that I get interview royalty. My that was a big sigh, surely a name cannot be that tedious?
Mira: Oh, it most definitely can. It must stay between us Zorren cannot know, it would make things even more precarious.
Jane: Of course, you can rely on my absolute discretion.
Mira: I am her Serene Highness, the Crown Princess Nymira of the House Pyria, direct descendant of Fa-Rahzil the first Emperor of Fire, daughter of Princess Eliska of the house Pyria and the Scourge of the West Lord Castro of the house Vatra, granddaughter of Emperor Ageiz II, Defender of the sacred flame, Heiress to the Throne of Flames.
Jane: *Owl eyes* Wow, that is some name.
Jane: Let’s start with a few easy questions; do you have any siblings?
Mira: No, due to longevity of our natural life spans we do not reproduce easily and as such siblings are rare, but I have a cousin, Xhara, we are like sisters. We were forced to split up when I acted as a decoy so that she could escape.
Jane: I see, and what're your parents like?
Mira: My parents were Princess Eliska of the house Pyria and the Lord Castro of the exiled house Vatra. I barely remember them as they were assassinated when I was very young, but the story of their mating is infamous throughout the Firelands. My mother dared to defy the emperor and fell in love with the enemy. It made things a little strained when I went to live in the capitol.
Jane: Would you say you're someone who can handle pressure?
Mira: I was raised in the court of my aunt, Empress Faustia II, what do you think? Expectations were placed on me from an young age and I learnt how to conduct myself as a member of the royal house, so it takes something exceptional to rattle me.
Jane: Let’s make the questions a bit harder, do you have any enemies?
Mira: I currently have a bounty on my head. The usurper who murdered the Empress, seeks to either kill me or imprison me which forced me to flee North.
Jane: When you fled north you must have been traveling light, what's your most valued possession that you carry?
Mira: When I fled I carried my nation’s most sacred treasure, the sword of the first Emperor. It is priceless. Forged from the metal of a falling star it is the only weapon that allows tmy line to channel their greatest weapon. The sacred white flame that can burn through anything.
Jane: Your worst fear? You don't have to answer this one if you don't want to.
Mira: Failing to do my duty and not being strong enough to complete the task set to and being an embarrassment to the crown. My power - my inner flame is - lacking. My cousin, the next empress has started to produce the white flame that identifies our line and I..can’t...my power is mediocre at best.
Zorren: There you are!
Mira: Zorren? What is the meaning of this interruption?
Zorren: You disappeared, again.
Mira: I did not, just because you are paranoid-
Zorren: -and I wonder why that might be? Perhaps because you have a terrible habit of attempting to skulk away.
Mira: I do not skulk!
Jane: Now, surely we can be reasonable now, Zorren please stop icing up my floor, you are causing a health and safety hazard.
Zorren: What is a health and safety hazard?
Jane: It’s where - oh never mind.
Zorren: Do you remember what I said would happen the next time you wondered off, Hellcat.
Mira: You wouldn’t dare and stop calling me Hellcat.
Jane: Mira, please extinguish your hands, that sofa is highly flammable.
Mira: Zorren! Zorren put me down! I am not a sack of grain.
Jane: Apologies readers, we’ve had an unexpected interruption. Mira, has been carried off by one, highly determined Ice Lord and I don’t believe we will be able to reconvene anytime soon. But until that time, happy reading!