A witch, three mysterious
men, and a Soul Bond from The Morrigan herself. Their intensifying bond
destabilises her magic, threatening to expose the hidden world of magic. Can
they control their magic and passion before they make the front page of the tabloids?
If you love destined lovers and paranormal romance, then you’ll devour Bound by
the Goddess by Selina Bevan, an opposites attract, bad boy hero, fated love,
why choose romance with no crossing swords.
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When the Goddess of War and
Witchcraft decides to play matchmaker, you know things are gonna get messy.
I was used to my fire magic causing trouble, but three mysterious strangers ignited something in me I’d never felt before. An eternal Soul Bond gifted by the Morrigan herself, tying me to Knox, Finlay and Rhydian forever.
As witches, keeping magic hidden from humans is key. But there’s nothing subtle about these three men, or the way they make me feel. Soon our passion and powers are spiralling out of control.
We have to master the depth of the Bond before we lose each other... or end up on the front page of the tabloids. ’Cause one thing’s for sure — when the Morrigan wants to stir up chaos, she doesn’t do it by half measures.
This witch has her work cut out for her. But with three irresistible heroes by my side? Bring on the madness.
Copyright 2024 Selina Bevan
I couldn’t miss
the way they clamoured to be near her. Knox’s spacial awareness had totally
evaporated at the bar. Had I not been my typical paranoid self, he would have
driven Edin to orgasm with an audience and regretted it when it backfired on
him.
If I lost control like that, it would get me and them killed.
Maybe if I maintained my distance, I wouldn’t get lost in the desperate need to touch her.
Finlay slid a palm beneath her shirt, making her shiver and her head loll back to bare the delicate line of her throat.
Ripe for the biting. Marking. Claiming.
I jerked my gaze away, stomach twisting. Fucking stupid, to let it get to me. I’d seen them with plenty of women over the years. This shouldn’t have been any different.
But watching them touch Edin, tasting her gasps and swallowing her sighs... it gutted me in ways I couldn’t explain. Couldn’t reason.
“Rhydian...” A husky rasp, full of too much sin for my blackened soul to hear.
My head snapped up. Edin watched me from beneath lowered lashes, amber eyes glowing in the dim light. Seeing right through me, down to the howling beast rattling its cage.
Knox lifted his head from her neck, teeth flashing white against kiss-swollen lips. “What’s wrong, Rhyd? Too scared for a taste?”
I should walk away. Retreat to the chilly isolation that kept me sharp. Focused. Sane.
But my feet might as well have been welded to the floor. Trapped by the heated promise in Edin’s eyes, the sway of her body as Finlay thumbed circles into the skin above her hip.
Knox smirked, his gaze flitting between me and Edin. “Fair warning,” he stage-whispered to her, “he’s the grumpy one.” He jerked his chin toward me.
She glanced my way, eyes dancing with mirth, but also concern. “I’m sure I can win him over.”
“You might be waiting a while. He rarely cracks a smile.” Knox heaved a dramatic sigh. “Alas, we bear the burden bravely.”
“Left to your own devices, you’d have burned down the city or started a war by now.” The words slipped out before I could catch them.
Edin laughed again, the sound sliding under my skin as she cocked her head, studying me. I felt pinned in place by her gaze, netted by invisible strings.
Knox blinked in surprise, glancing between us before his grin turned sharper. Plotting, no doubt. I shouldn’t have encouraged him.
“Hidden depths.” Edin’s smile eased the tense lines around her mouth, travelling all the way to her eyes. No longer braced for attack but leaning into Knox’s side, at home in a way I hadn’t expected. “A grumpy exterior masking a secret softie.”
“Soft is one thing he’s not.” Knox slid a sly glance my way. “Isn’t that right, Rhyd?”
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I was used to my fire magic causing trouble, but three mysterious strangers ignited something in me I’d never felt before. An eternal Soul Bond gifted by the Morrigan herself, tying me to Knox, Finlay and Rhydian forever.
As witches, keeping magic hidden from humans is key. But there’s nothing subtle about these three men, or the way they make me feel. Soon our passion and powers are spiralling out of control.
We have to master the depth of the Bond before we lose each other... or end up on the front page of the tabloids. ’Cause one thing’s for sure — when the Morrigan wants to stir up chaos, she doesn’t do it by half measures.
This witch has her work cut out for her. But with three irresistible heroes by my side? Bring on the madness.
Copyright 2024 Selina Bevan
If I lost control like that, it would get me and them killed.
Maybe if I maintained my distance, I wouldn’t get lost in the desperate need to touch her.
Finlay slid a palm beneath her shirt, making her shiver and her head loll back to bare the delicate line of her throat.
Ripe for the biting. Marking. Claiming.
I jerked my gaze away, stomach twisting. Fucking stupid, to let it get to me. I’d seen them with plenty of women over the years. This shouldn’t have been any different.
But watching them touch Edin, tasting her gasps and swallowing her sighs... it gutted me in ways I couldn’t explain. Couldn’t reason.
“Rhydian...” A husky rasp, full of too much sin for my blackened soul to hear.
My head snapped up. Edin watched me from beneath lowered lashes, amber eyes glowing in the dim light. Seeing right through me, down to the howling beast rattling its cage.
Knox lifted his head from her neck, teeth flashing white against kiss-swollen lips. “What’s wrong, Rhyd? Too scared for a taste?”
I should walk away. Retreat to the chilly isolation that kept me sharp. Focused. Sane.
But my feet might as well have been welded to the floor. Trapped by the heated promise in Edin’s eyes, the sway of her body as Finlay thumbed circles into the skin above her hip.
Knox smirked, his gaze flitting between me and Edin. “Fair warning,” he stage-whispered to her, “he’s the grumpy one.” He jerked his chin toward me.
She glanced my way, eyes dancing with mirth, but also concern. “I’m sure I can win him over.”
“You might be waiting a while. He rarely cracks a smile.” Knox heaved a dramatic sigh. “Alas, we bear the burden bravely.”
“Left to your own devices, you’d have burned down the city or started a war by now.” The words slipped out before I could catch them.
Edin laughed again, the sound sliding under my skin as she cocked her head, studying me. I felt pinned in place by her gaze, netted by invisible strings.
Knox blinked in surprise, glancing between us before his grin turned sharper. Plotting, no doubt. I shouldn’t have encouraged him.
“Hidden depths.” Edin’s smile eased the tense lines around her mouth, travelling all the way to her eyes. No longer braced for attack but leaning into Knox’s side, at home in a way I hadn’t expected. “A grumpy exterior masking a secret softie.”
“Soft is one thing he’s not.” Knox slid a sly glance my way. “Isn’t that right, Rhyd?”
Selina Bevan is a British paranormal romance author who writes delicious heroes and captivating worlds, delving deep into the magic and love, with witches, deities, and a spectrum of supernatural beings finding their soulmates in the most unexpected places. She is a chai tea addict who loves a good gig and finding new alt-rock music when mindlessly scrolling Instagram at night. Selina writes MF and RH/Why Choose romances with strong-willed but flawed British heroines. Also writing as Morgana Bevan.
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