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Hadaen [The Marujan Brothers Series] Book One

Copyright © 2014 by
Hannah-Lee Hitchman

All rights reserved. No part
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or reviews-without permission in writing from its author,
Hannah-Lee Hitchman. The characters and events portrayed in this
book are fictitious or are used fictitiously.

Any similarity to real
persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and is not intended
by the author.

Copyright © 2014 Hannah-Lee
Hitchman

DEDICATION

For Kishane “The Kish”
Robinson;

Writing this book would have
never been possible without your never-ending….
inspiration.

NOTE FROM THE
AUTHOR

Dear Readers,

"Hadaen" is the first book
of "The Marujan Brothers Series" and is an erotic paranormal
romance. The contents of this novel was written to appeal to an
audience of persons only 18 years and older and it is my wish that
only such individuals may read it.

Before I continue on about
the book, I believe it is in your fairest interest that I inform
you that this book has been written in the British English and not
the more popular, American English. Due to my nationality as
Jamaican, and my country's Monarch being British, this type of
English is what I am accustomed to using. Therefore, many of the
words you may come up on might be spelt differently.

Please accept my apologies
for any inconvenience this may cause.

Now, I would like to bring
you through a few pronunciations of terms you will come across
throughout the novel. Here goes:

Maruj -
(Ma-rooj)

Hadaen -
(Hay-den)

Faolan -
(Fow-lan)

Lensai -
(Lehns-eye)

Esyth -
(He-sith)

Deorci -
(Dohr-kai)

mana - (maa-nah)

:) Writing this novel had
been a great adventure for me as I explored the levels of Hadaen
and Amelia's story. And now, I want to share it with
you!

Please feel free to make
any comments you wish on this book as I would very much appreciate
your feedback. It is reviews like yours that make me a better
writer every day.

Your Friend,
Hannah-Lee.

Prologue

Maruj Castle -
1313

The
glowing torches scarcely illuminated the
Chamber
, casting frightening
silhouettes across the rough walls that seemed to descend upwards
into infinity. Silence. It was almost deafening as it threaded the
large partially empty room, stilling every soul within its reach.
The air stunk with wickedness and stale blood. Dread filled the
room like a desolate fog, taking the bitter taste of violence with
it. It was not the best of nights. In fact, it was the worst thus
far. Hadaen glanced to his right, and then to his left where his
two brothers sat high-and-mighty in their chairs. He knew what they
were thinking. The art of reading minds was a talent his mother had
given him at birth—a talent she had acquired from The First—only
years before the claws of death had dragged her from this
life.
That
he
could control, as its many perks often served him well. However, it
was the darkness within him that threatened to resurface whenever
he saw
her
.
Swallowing hard, Hadaen shifted in his seat, frustration and
impatience wearing his senses thin. He had never before felt such a
deep yearning in all his twenty-eight years of existence. Sweat
trickled slowly down his temples as his eyes locked intensely with
those of the woman standing firmly before them.

Thick tresses of raven hair fell to a
stop at her shoulders, glistening with a blue hue under the heavy
moon-casted spotlight that fell around her. He wondered how she
always managed to look even more beautiful every time he saw her. A
half smile curved Hadaen’s lips as his gaze travelled over the thin
white linen dress that molded the soft curves he was desperate to
see. Small supple breasts peaked out from the low neckline as she
stood proudly, chin pointed outwards and her electric blue eyes
giving no hint to her soul. But Hadaen knew better. He could see
deep into the trenches and crevices of her mind.

She hated him.

Desire plunged through him
like a poisoned dagger. He was desperate to have her whether she
agreed to it or not. She did not have much of a choice in the
matter. Stifling a groan, he attempted to settle the igniting need
that was burning in his loins. He
would
have her and as soon as he
declared that as such, he intended on dragging her off to his
bedchamber and plunging deep within her warm sensitive folds.
Hadaen sniffed lightly as her subtle scent whiffed through the
room. A tremor ran a course through his body and his cock jumped to
alert. He swore beneath his breath.
Damn
it, man! Get yourself together before you come all over the damn
place.

Suddenly picking back up on the route
of his brothers’ thoughts, he cast both of them a dark glare,
warning them away from the dark beauty. And just to his relief,
Marza, stepped proudly into the room. His eyes followed her for a
brief moment until she stopped in front of the fruit of his lust.
Marza was a beautiful woman; sweet hazel eyes and a peachy
complexion. But never Hadaen’s type; she wasn’t the woman a man
could trust. She then delivered one of her trademark lusty smiles
and spoke sweetly after delivering a cleavage-flaunting
curtsey,

“You called for me, my
lord?”

For a moment, the room fell quiet and
Hadaen was aware that they were watching him, waiting for him to
speak. But instead, his gaze or attention never left the gorgeous
woman who appeared to be staring daggers at him beneath hooded
eyes. He smiled slowly and then responded in a cool calm voice.
“Indeed, Marza.” Smoothing down the lapels of his long black
overcoat, he widened his legs just enough for the woman to notice
the thick bulge in his pants. Marza gasped softly and then turned
to look at the younger beauty behind her. A snicker came from
Gideon at his left, and Hadaen smiled. Faolan, on the other hand,
crossed his arms and smiled wickedly, obviously entranced by
Marza’s beauty.

A red hot blush flashed across her
features when she turned back around. “My-my lord, surely you can
pick another. I have many other waiting—.”

Hadaen’s temper rose
quickly. “I do not want another. I want
her
.”

Marza nodded slowly and hang her head
low. “As you wish, my lord.”

“Good.” Hadaen then brushed
an invisible lint from his coat and waved a hand at her. “You can
leave now.” Marza left as quickly as she had come but only after
she had cast the girl a pained look and sent her a mental
message:
Good luck… You’ll need
it
. Promising himself he’d dump that
stupid Marza into his brother’s lustful hands afterwards, he then
dismissed them both. “Leave me alone with the girl.”

For a couple minutes, Hadaen sat
studying her as she regarded the floor. She was unlike any woman he
had ever seen before. Her beauty was of such rarity and innocence
yet her thoughts pulsed towards a woman who had seen the world and
beyond; the heart of a warrior within the body of an angel. And
that fascinated him more than ever. Hadean zoned into her mind once
more, hoping to find some clue about her. Nothing. It was as if he
had run into a void space of complete emptiness. Or was
she…?

“What are you?” he snarled, jumping to
his feet.

It was then that she raised her head
to look at him, eyes sparkling. “What do you want with me?” Her
voice was like silk rubbing against his balls. Hadaen shook off a
shudder and swallowed.

“Answer my question!” he spat, moving
swiftly towards her until he was sure she could feel his breath on
her face. “What did you do just now? Why can’t I read your
mind?”

A cool sneer curved on her
luscious lips. Hadaen fought against ripping her clothes to shreds
and devouring her right there and then. He
needed
answers first.

“You can’t read my
mind,
my lord
,
because I do not wish you to.”

Steam oozed from his body as his
patience finally began to boil over. Did she even know who she was
talking to? Grabbing her by the shoulders, Hadaen ripped her dress
down the neckline causing her breasts to fall heavily into his
hands. She stood unbelievably still but her heart pounded so hard
he could almost hear it. Letting out a feral groan, he freed his
straining cock from the restraints of his trousers and inhaled
sharply as she met his eyes anxiously. Blood pounded into his ears
as Hadaen swallowed deeply, sucking in her raw feminine perfumes
and drinking in her cock-swelling beauty.

“Do you
wish
me to fuck you like an animal,
wench? Because that’s exactly what I intend to do!”

Her gasp echoed throughout
the empty room as Hadaen shoved her around savagely and pushed her
up against the rough wall. Her small limbs shook with terror
beneath his but he refused to give a damn. He’d been yearning for
far too long; ever since that morning he’d looked down from the
window of his bedchamber and seen her radiant face covered in mud
from the gardens. His cock had nearly torn its way through his
linen wrap. Hadaen groaned. No more longing. He would get her out
of his system once and for all… however long or
fast
it took.

He was halfway between shoving her
dress up her waist and positioning his length at the entrance of
her heat when he stilled. She was saying something. Mumbling in a
strange language he could not understand, her voice shaking with
emotion.

“Enahk… unek…
maen…
” Her voice was low and strained.

Enahk… unek… maen…

Hadaen grabbed her by the shoulders
and turned her around to face him. He looked her over with fury
clotting his veins but she never stopped saying those words. His
fingers knotted painfully in her hair. “What are you
about?”

But still she muttered,

Enahk… unek… maen…
” staring up at him timidly.

There was a light forming;
some sort of a blue light. Hadaen was angered at what he could not
understand. Forcing his eyes from hers, he looked down to see a
blue glow radiating from a crystal necklace she was wearing.
Who was she?
His eyes
went back to hers instantly, accusing and somewhat mesmerized. It
was then that he caught the smirk on her face, her eyes damp with
unshed tears. She then smiled and Hadaen stood dumbfounded as she
began to dissolve before his very eyes… into thin air. Shrugging
away the sudden hopelessness that was overtaking him, he reached
out to grab her, hands quick but not quick enough.

And then she was gone, her physique
disappearing like a white fog into some form of vortex. “You
fucking bitch!”

Hadean growled furiously and split his
knuckles against the wall. She was a damn sorceress. His equal. How
could he have not seen it? Closing his eyes briefly in an attempt
to calm his nerves, he released a harsh breath…and it was then that
he realized that something was in his grip.

It was her necklace; glowing faintly.
Bringing it up to eye level, he studied it carefully, examining the
tiny inscription that was lain out on the back of a diamond-shaped
locket. And his discovery pleased him, indeed. He could scarcely
believe it. Was she the one; his destined mate?

Amelia, Daughter of
Liberty.

Chapter One

Seattle, Washington –
2011

The
heavens chose to weep tonight.

Amelia stared out the wide
ceiling-to-floor windows of the liquor store as the starless
darkness of the sky showed her its grief. Its heavy tear drops ran
smoothly down the surface of the glass, smearing its face and
trapping her with the chill of its action. A shiver ran up her
spine and across her arms; she tugged her over-sized blazer closer.
It wasn’t too late… The common patrons were about doing the usual,
leaving no exception for the stiletto-and-leather princesses she
knew were always hard at work just up the street near the
intersection. She shook her head and popped a few tic-tacs into her
mouth, eyeing the clock near the door. 11:27 PM. She should be
heading home now. The wind blew angrily outside, dragging trash and
empty bottles reluctantly along with it. A thin dog, hunger marring
its features, cuddled beneath a skimpy awning.

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