Men of Valor 1- 3 Box Set
Books: His Treasure #1, His Strength #2, His Princess #3 Genre: Historical Romance, African Fiction Release date: May 25, 2015 Photographer: Hector Obeng
Cover design: Love Bites and Silk
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Excerpt from His Strength "Why did you not come to see me when you want me so?" He cocked his eyebrow cynically. Her mouth formed an O. "I-I don't want you," she replied in a petulant fashion, shaking her head vigorously. But her eyes told him another story. They were a warm brown and stared at his lips as if expecting him to kiss her. Maybe I should oblige her. He chuckled. "Liar," he whispered before he lowered his lips to her. But he didn't claim her lips immediately. Instead he feathered her face and neck with kisses, alternating between nipping and licking her sweet-salty skin. Her breathing increased rapidly. When he looked up, he noticed that her eyes were closed. He licked the pulse at her neck before he trailed his lips back up and hovered above her lips. She opened her eyes and moaned softly. "Say it, Nneka. You want me to kiss you." "Never!" Her voice, as well as her body, trembled as she spoke. "Why do you have a tough time admitting what you want? Your eyes and body betray you easily." He laughed as he pushed his thigh between her legs, parting them. He felt the heat and dampness of her hooded pearl against his bare skin.
Excerpt from His Princess "Rise, Ezinne," he said. The intense timbre of his words resonated, doing odd things to her insides. She’d heard him speak before. Still, being alone with him seemed to heighten the effect of his voice on her body. She straightened but kept her eyes lowered. She needed to gain back control of her body. If she kept her eyes lowered, away from him, she could keep her body in check. "Look at me," he said in a snappy and low… dangerously low tone. Was he annoyed? Slowly she lifted her chin, her stare connecting with his once more. His lips were pursed, confirming her suspicions of his irritation. Anxiety and excitement caused her heart to thump against her chest. Instinct told her to look away. This was the prince. He was capable of crushing her with a snap of his fingers. She should heed the warning. Instead, she refused to look away and held his gaze. Infuriation crept up her spine at a snail's pace. She would not be intimidated. "When you are in my presence, you will look at me directly," he continued. "As you wish, my prince." She nodded and curtsied briefly still maintaining his gaze. "And when we are in private like right now, you will use my given name, Emeka." Doing that would mean accepting this whole arrangement as his con—companion. She couldn't do that. She wouldn't do that. "No, my prince. Regardless of where we are, you are still the Crown Prince of Umunri, and I'm just a servant in your palace. I can't address you by your given name. It is improper." "That may be so. But for the next four weeks, you are here to grant my every desire as my concubine."
Kiru is the award winning author of His Treasure and bestselling author of The Essien Trilogy series. She writes sensual and passionate multicultural romance stories set mostly in Africa. When she's not writing you can find her either immersed in a good book or catching up with friends and family. She currently lives in the South of England with her very own alpha husband and three children.