I love Lisa's work. In fact, I've never read a Lisa Rayns book that I didn't adore and Curse of the Egyptian Goddess didn't disappoint.
The story is a novella, the first in a trilogy, but it reads like a stand-alone novel. The characters were lovable, the plot well developed and unpredictable, while the ending was amazingly satisfactory, even though Calvin and Cleo's adventures will continue in other books.
I was engrossed in the story from the first sentence. I loved the ending. It was a complete surprise, and I can't wait to see what's in store for Calvin and Cleo in the following books.
It is very difficult to write a novella and do it well, but Lisa accomplished just that. This story was unique and fascinating. It is a must read for any fan of Egyptology, paranormal/fantasy romance, or New Adult genre.
Given her ten-year curse that leaves her beaten and bruised, Emma Patrix has grown accustomed to drinking away the pain. And with a trail of dead bodies behind her, it was only a matter of time before the law caught up.
Now she's accused of murder and she must flee the country to find the one man who can help her break the curse-Calvin Konrad. She finally catches up with him in Egypt, but he's not the same sweet boy she remembers from her childhood. And getting him to help her proves more difficult than she ever imagined.
Book Excerpt: (This is one of Brenda's favorite scenes, by the way)
I panicked when he walked toward me slowly. My mind panicked anyway; my heart was racing, and my libido was screaming with his threat of barbarian sex. “Calvin? Please tell me you’re Calvin,” I said nervously as I backed away.
“Take off your shirt,” he ordered, stopping his advance.
Completely thrown by the request, I stared at him. “What?”
“Take it off. You say you’re Cleo Patrix, take off your shirt so I know for sure.”
I shook my head and pulled the necklace out from under my shirt. “You can see the necklace. I don’t need to take my shirt off for that.”
Ignoring my rebuttal, he advanced further. “I could do it for you.”
“No.” I gasped, holding up my hand to stop him. “Fine, I’ll do it.”
Heat rose into my face when I removed my shirt and his hungry eyes stared at my chest.
Finally, he grinned with satisfaction. “Ah… Cleo. You’ve grown up, I see. About goddamn time,” he growled, removing his own shirt.
My mouth fell open at the sight of his tan broad chest and ripped abs. I wanted to run my hand across each corded muscle and feel the texture of his skin.
Until he moved toward me again with angry eyes. His hard chest rose and fell with labored breaths, and I fought the urge to punch him before he violated me. From the look in his eye, I gathered it wouldn’t be a touchy feely kind of love. Tensing, I backed away until I hit a wall.
“Stop!” I screamed, outraged by his behavior. He’d been out of my life for ten years and never once called or sent a letter, but now he acted like he owned me.
His expression was dark and severe when he stopped only inches from me. “Why are you here?” he asked, his voice low and rough. “And why are you so desperate?”
“I’m not desperate,” I said, tilting my head to look up at him.
He laughed coldly and cocked his head. “You weren’t sure I was Calvin, yet you’re standing in my room half naked. That’s desperate.”
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Lisa Rayns lives in a small town in South Dakota. She gave up working with explosives to write paranormal romance and urban fantasy novels, so her occupation hasn’t changed much. When she isn’t writing, she enjoys spending time with her family and two adorable Siamese cats.