4 Stars: "Hilton's medieval world is rich
with sex, violence and magic. An imaginative plot unfolds against an atmospheric
background. The hero and his lady spring to life as their relationship evolves
from lust to love, and interesting supporting characters provide intrigue and
suspense. A cliffhanger at the finale will have readers clamoring for book two."
The Renegades 1
Vision of Light :
Flames of Love : Fires of Destiny
Vision of Light
Only one man can save her...
Aislan Temple has been sold by her father into marriage to
an evil man she despises. Her rescuer arrives in the form of an
assassin who beheads her husband and takes her on the run.
Only one woman can redeem him...
Lucien Demarcus, a royal assassin faithfully protecting
the Crown and the Sorcery Circle, and Aislan, the wife of
the traitor he was sent to kill, bond through dreams they
have of each other. One look at her, Lucien defies his
king and protects the beautiful and defenseless Aislan
However, Aislan is not as helpless as she appears. She is
a Predator who absorbs any sorcery power used against her.
Aislan is destined to end the reign of the Sorcery Circle,
and only one man can stop her—the man who loves her and
has sacrificed everything to save her.
Length: Plus Novel
Art by Jinger Heaston
The Renegades 2:
FLAMES OF LOVE
for The Renegades 1: Vision of Light
"WOW! Amanda Hilton's
Renegades 1: Vision of
Light is a wildly
imaginative story that blows me away. The
first several chapters are filled with
rousing action, then the wonderful love
story holds me captive all the way to the
end. This awesome book has everything,
action, intrigue, magic, unpredictable
twists and turns, blazing hot sex, and
most of all a gripping romance between two
compelling and well developed lead
characters. I love the way the dark alpha hero falls head over
heels in love with the heroine and
sacrifices everything to keep her alive.
The eccentric heroine has a will of steel
and turns out to be a genius in her own
right and has a few exciting surprises in
store. Also interesting are Lucien's
relationships with his cruel courtesan
mother and his sadistic father - two
twisted parents who really know how to
torment their son. Lucien's two cousins -
the Calvacade brothers who are portrayed
to swing either good or evil add a nice
touch to the suspense.
Hilton's Vision of Light
is filled with action and is character
driven. The love scenes are extremely
well written and scorching hot, hot,
hot. The book concludes with several
clever shockers that give a taste of all
the excitement to come. From the very
first page, the story keeps me on the
edge of my seat and pulls me right into
the next chapter until I finished the
entire book in one sitting. I recommend
this outstanding book and can't wait for
Book 2!" -- Maggie,
Two Lips Reviews
"Vision of Light is a riveting and fascinating fantasy with excellent world-building and intriguing paranormal elements. Amanda Hilton demonstrates a rare imaginative gift and brings this world truly to life with vivid description and characters delineated in depth. Both hero and heroine are strong-willed and independent, with their separate goals and dreams, yet the two have been bonded in spirit for many years and must each follow their destiny as one entity.
Vision of Light is a winner and
promises to be only the first in an
excellent and exciting fantasy series,
The Renegades." -- Annie,
Divas: "Ms. Hilton has penned
a novel that is immediately engaging,
expertly researched and written. The
sexual tension crackles and the sex
scenes are hot! The excellent sensory
and descriptive details made me feel
like I was in the story." -- Eliza,
Dark Diva Reviews
4.5 Hearts: "Vision of Light is a wonderfully creative
fantasy adventure of epic proportions. It
takes the readers on an exciting journey
of discovery filled with magic and danger.
Readers will thrill as two amazing
characters battle with shape shifters and
enchanted weapons. Action and surprises
are around every corner. With no way of
knowing what will happen next, readers
will be drawn in and held captive till the
very end. Aislan's powers will amaze and
the prophecy about her will make readers
wonder. She touches the heart of the
readers with her innocence. Lucien is a
man tormented. He throws everything away
to save a woman. These two characters have an immediate attraction. They
cannot deny what their bodies desire. Many
very sensual scenes occur as the two give
in to the passion as it spills between
them. Together they burn with an inner
fire that requires the other to exhaust.
She is his light, he is her dark, and
together they balance each other. They
need each other to feel whole. Readers will find themselves anxiously awaiting the
next exciting installment in their story.
For lovers of fantasy, I highly recommend
readers look for Vision of Light,
the first book in The Renegades series by
Amanda Hilton." óAnita, The Romance
"Vision of Light
will take readers on a journey where the characters of Lucien and Aislan battle many
[magical] creatures to save themselves, and their burgeoning attraction. Aislanís innocence is wonderfully juxtaposed with Lucienís battle weary character. Each characterís inner struggle in trying to come to terms with who they really are and what they want from life is touching.
Vision of Light is wonderfully written, and lovers of fantasy will most definitely enjoy the read. I personally look forward to the next book in the series."
óVanessa Costa, Romance Reviews Today
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Lucien struggled to gather his
composure. No woman had ever been able to tear him apart as she
could. He needed to get away from her before he begged for
forgiveness for something beyond reason. “I hear you, Mother. We
shall discuss it no more. Now, I must excuse myself.”
“Lucien, do not walk away while I
still speak to you!”
The wine clouding his mind made
it possible for him to ignore his mother. He made his way to the
labyrinth and then came to a sudden stop, not believing his
eyes. Aislan and Jaden emerged from the maze and headed in his
He did not need further betrayal
from the woman he loved. Loved! Lucien caught himself,
balking. God in heaven!
“Lucien!” Aislan pouted. Her
beautiful face flushed pink, her dark blue eyes flashing in
excitement as she grabbed onto Jaden’s arm, teetering on her
“Lucien!” his mother shouted as
she barred his path.
“What the fuck have you done to
her?” Lucien was ready to give Jaden a good thrashing.
“How dare you be vulgar in front
of me?” The duchess slapped him hard across the face. He touched
his stinging cheek in disbelief, more in shock than in pain.
“How dare you slap him, you old
witch!” Aislan shrieked before she turned to Lucien. “So
’tis what you left me and crawled
back to so eagerly, this old woman! You insufferable wretch!”
Lucien had believed Aislan said
whatever she thought and expressed whatever she felt only with
him because she knew she had him wrapped around her finger.
Apparently, she behaved in the same infuriating manner with
everyone else. Still in a snit, she stormed back through the
maze of flowers and thick hedges.
Jaden caught him by the arm
before he could run after Aislan. “How now, calm down, old man.”
“Damn you.” He knocked away the
detaining hand. “How could you bring her here and upset her? How
dare you get her drunk!”
Jaden looked confounded. “She
insisted on meeting the duchess. I did not realize she took her
for someone else. She kept drinking. I stopped her when I
realized she was more angry with you and not simply entertaining
Lucien did not believe Jaden’s
exaggerated innocence. The wily, ingratiating bastard’s
carefully worded barb was meant to rile him. Jaden and
Aislan—the two of them deserved each other! “I have not finished
with you yet,” he threatened. Before he could go after Aislan,
his mother grabbed him by the arm.
“And neither have I finished with
you! You owe me an apology. I’ll not have you run out on me like
the last time and disappear for another half year.”
Lucien glared at her. “’Twas not my choice to disappear, madam.”
“Once Jaden rescued your
worthless hide, you could have at least come back and shown your
respect!” She dismissed his imprisonment as if he had taken a
“It touches me profoundly that
you care after all these years. I thank you, dearest, beloved
Mother. I must now bid you good eve.”
He ignored both his mother and
his cousin gaping at him. Lucien’s concentration focused solely
on Aislan. With her eidetic memory, she would navigate the
labyrinth system easily. The vultures awaited and would descend
upon her as soon as she stepped outside Calvacade.
Damn the impossible, stubborn
wench for her total disregard of the danger she was in, he raged
as he rushed after her.
* * * *
Aislan did not run back to Lilypad. She would walk to Victania
if she had to. The moonlight lit her way as she wove through the
vegetation. She slowed down deliberately and felt immense
gratification when Lucien caught up with her.
“What is wrong with you?” he demanded.
“Oh, go back to your woman!” She turned and smacked him on the
“Please, spare me. ’Twas my mother.”
The fight went out of her immediately. “Oh!” Aislan pressed her
hands against her cheeks. “Oh—my—goodness! Oh, ’tis not good!”
“No, not too good.”
“Oh. Oh, my. I am sorry.”
“You do not want to make her an enemy.”
“’Tis not like she would have anything to do with me anyway.”
“True.” He took her by the wrist and walked her back to Lilypad.
Because of her blurry vision, Aislan wanted to go to sleep. Once
inside Lilypad, he went to the bed and pulled down the cover,
flipping it to the end of the bed. Aislan tugged at her dress
and started unlacing.
“Your libido overworking with too many men around?” he asked
Aislan stopped dead, feeling as if he had punched her in the
stomach. Where had that come from? He had been receptive prior
to the arrival of the maids when she was filthy. Now that she
had cleaned up and smelled as fresh as a flower, he decided to
revert to abstinence. How could it be so difficult to seduce a
man whose sexual tastes bordered on everything forbidden, or had
he already relieved himself with Ruby?
“I am not the degenerate one, you wretch,” she declared, then
calmed down again. She did not want to argue with him. She only
wanted him to hold her and make love to her again, so she
reached for him and slid her arms about his waist. “Lucien—”
“I told you, you impossible wench, no more sex. You have your
hands. Work your frustration off yourself.” He walked away.
“Oh! You—you hypocrite! And on top of it, as crude as ever!”
He turned back. “Crude? What is crude about masturbation?”
“You should not talk that way.” Though no stranger to
masturbation, one should not talk about such subject.
“Surely you jest! Your modesty is ludicrous at this point.”
“You despicable bastard!”
For some reason, that enraged him. He walked towards her and she
backed away from the menace in his expression.
“Bastard?” he gritted through his teeth. “Do you know what
crudity is? Let me show you.”
Grabbing her by the arm, he propelled her backward until she
plopped on the bed on her back. He pulled up her skirt and
pushed aside her undergarments until her crotch lay bare.
Excited he had finally touched her, Aislan was not alarmed by
his cold determination. He would warm up to her quickly and
become affectionate. He always did. Taking her hand, he pressed
her palm between her legs, rubbing it against her clit.
“Lucien!” She gasped, trying to sit up, but he placed a hand
against her breasts to stop her from sitting up while he kept a
steady pressure against her clit. Despite the ignominious
position, tension built in the bundle of nerves until she
writhed. As she neared climax, he stopped suddenly.
“Make yourself come,” he ordered harshly. “Show me.”
She needed tender, loving care, and he was not relenting.
“Lucien, I—I…” Blinded by tears, she could not see his face.
He went still and released her immediately.
“Aislan...” She heard the torment in his voice. In the next
moment, he lifted her into a sitting position. Kneeling at her
feet, he pressed his face against her neck. “Aislan, my darling.
Forgive me. Forgive me.”
She was shocked to feel wetness against her throat.
“I am the bastard you called me. I have nothing decent left in
me, nothing enduring to offer you.”
“Lucien.” Aislan wept, too, from hearing the misery and pain in
his voice. “Lucien, darling. I am sorry.”
He drew in several ragged breaths before he pulled back and she
gently touched his wet cheeks.
“You did nothing wrong.” He kissed her palm. “You are sweet and
caring, and so lovable. My abominable behavior—I drank too much.
I cannot hold my wine too well, but ’tis no excuse to take my
frustration out on you. Forgive me.”
“There is nothing to forgive,” she said softly, grabbing his arm
to prevent him from getting up as she lifted her face for his
kiss. “Lucien, darling, make love to me.”
* * * *
Lucien took his time kissing her, exploring her mouth
thoroughly, tasting her. His hand went under Aislan’s skirt to
palm her mons and pluck at her clit carefully. He applied enough
pressure and alternated between rolling it and fingering the
silken heat of her vaginal walls until she climaxed. Her cum
flowed onto his hand. After pulling her dress over her head, he
went down between her legs.
God in heaven, he should not be making love to her. He should
not be in love with her. What he did was wrong. Lucien struggled
trying to control his raging lust, shaking with need and losing
the fight with himself. Spreading her legs, he fastened his
mouth to her pussy to drink her nectar. Rubbing his mouth and
nose in the pink folds, he lost himself in her womanly scent as
he sucked her. She thrashed about as he played with her clit
until she came, writhing and quivering.
When she had calmed down, Aislan smoothed his hair gently, and
Lucien dragged himself up to stretch alongside her. Putting his
arms around her to hold her, he shook from the effort of
controlling his hands to stay put and not rip his braes off.
“Darling Lucien.” She smoothed his hair behind his ear. “What is
it? Is it your mother? Did she upset you?”
He groaned. “Aislan, please do not bring up my mother now,”
although that did it, helping him regain his control. His ardor
cooling, Lucien turned over onto his back and placed his arm
over his eyes.
He nearly jumped out of his skin when she pressed her face
against his crotch and rubbed her cheek along his erection until
he was ready to come without having to be inside her.
She unfastened his braes. He should stop her, but he was too
weak to move. Taking his cock in hand, she wrapped her mouth
around the head and started sucking.
“God forbid!” he groaned as she kissed the tip several times,
smacking her lips loudly as she rained kisses up and down his
shaft. He should not let her do this. He needed to stop her
before this could go any further.
“Put it in your mouth,” he coaxed and she sucked him back in.
“Good…” Heaven. He concentrated on the feel of her hot
mouth tugging at the crown. “Use your tongue.” He groaned again
when she probed the slit before circling her tongue around and
around the head. She licked him up and down. Taking her hand, he
wrapped it around his cock. “Darling, hold firmly. Now, move
Working her hand, she sucked hard at the head, then she tried to
take as much of him into her mouth, pushing it deeper in. She
pulled back when he pressed against the back of her throat.
Easing up, he pulled away, but she moved forward and sucked him
back in. Why was she trying so hard to please him?
Why would he even question her decision to suck him?
“Relax, my sweet angel.” Sitting up, he moved to the edge of the
bed while she knelt at his feet. “Take a few deep breaths. Relax
your throat.” Holding the back of her head, he tilted her face
back and talked her through her first time doing this.
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