4 1/2 stars from RT Book Reviews! “Overflowing with sensuality, an intriguing story and a great heroine, this is a book you won’t be able to put down.”
5 stars from Affaire de Coeur Book Reviews! “Jory Strong’s Inked Magic gives the reader a view into three very different lives, a thrilling mystery, crime fighting, a plot that is extraordinary and full of exciting sexual adventures. A stimulating book that will leave you sexually aware with a need for more and turning each page to get it!”
“Strong is wonderful in engaging her readers with magical down-to-earth characters, in a powerfully magnetic setting, with plot twists that bewitch her readers, making them fast and enthusiastic fans.” Christine, Romance Crush Junkies Reviews
Inked Magic
Publisher: Berkley
Release Date: February 2012
Available in Print and eBook Formats
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From the back cover…
Skin didn’t lie to her. It was her gift, sometimes her curse. To feel what others felt. To see the things held in their memories…
With the touch of her palms to the skin of a crime victim, San Francisco tattoo artist Etaín can see the faces of the guilty and draw them. Changeling elf but unaware of it, at odds with her police captain father and FBI brother, magic and gift have put her on the path of two compelling men.
Cathal Dunne, the son of an Irish mob boss, needs Etaín’s help finding the rapists who left his cousin for dead. Eamon, a powerful elf lord, is determined to make her his consort-wife.
Her gift once made permanence impossible when it came to a lover. Now as she approaches the transition to fully Elven, her survival depends on keeping two. One of the men is willing to share her. The other isn’t—until the search for a sexual predator turns deadly—and only by paying magic’s price will there be any future at all.
Sneak Peek…
Cathal’s gut told him he was looking at Etaín and his dick told him he wanted her like he hadn’t wanted a woman in a long, long time, maybe ever. He should have swung by Sean McAlister’s boat and set the cop-turned-private investigator onto finding the leverage necessary to gain Etaín’s cooperation. Because despite his father saying this could be simple, he didn’t think it was going to be, though taking her to bed as a way of persuading her had moved to the top of his list. Having her beneath him, his cock buried to the hilt in wet heat, would drown out the voice of conscience. He’d worry about the consequences later.
He opened the door and walked into the shop. There was no point in bullshitting about getting a tattoo. He didn’t want one. Never had, never would.
He wondered if she was heavily tattooed beneath the long-sleeved shirt and the jeans that hugged her ass and legs, and whether it would matter when he stripped her out of them, if seeing ink-decorated skin would make him lose interest. By the time he got to the counter he knew the answer was no.
Up close, the full impact sent a lightning bolt straight through his chest and down to his dick. Dark, dark eyes reminded him of a wild, untamed forest and made his heart race in a primal beat having everything to do with conquest and nothing to do with fear.
“Can I help you?”
“I’m Cathal Dunne.”
He offered his hand, wanting the touch as much as he needed to get her someplace where he could begin his campaign.
There was a slight hesitation before she reached across the counter, confirming something for him with the first sight of ink. The stylized eye on her palm didn’t turn him off. It sent a wave of heat along the surface of his skin as he imagined her hand touching his chest, sliding downward over his belly as if she could see what he needed, what he wanted, and intended to give it to him.
“Etaín,” she said and he noted the lack of a last name.
He captured her hand instead of shaking and releasing it. She didn’t pull away, didn’t try to hide her reaction to the chemistry between them. It was there in her expression, in eyes that seemed even darker than they had moments earlier. In wetted lips parted just enough to invite a kiss and fuel more carnal fantasies.