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Blood of the Nile by Annalynne Russo


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Tales from the Vampire Scribe, 4

Maliyah Aziz has no time for men. Employed by the U.S. Government overseas, the self-described workaholic refuses to let a relationship derail her flourishing career. But when her estranged father passes away abruptly, she must re-examine her priorities and return to Cairo, a place plagued with bittersweet memories of her childhood.

For eight hundred years, vampire Ramses Shakir maintained a low profile, making a living along the trade routes of the Nile River. Although not until he forms a partnership with a human by the name of Anwar al Aziz, does he truly make his mark on society. Together the two men amass a fortune and forge an unbreakable bond. Suspicious of Anwar’s sudden death, the vampire turns to his best friend’s daughter in search of answers.

As they scour all of Egypt for clues, the last thing Ramses and Maliyah expect to find is love.



Ramses dragged his fingers through his damp hair as perspiration gathered at the base of his skull. That day, the temperature in the Sahara surpassed one hundred degrees and Maliyah wasn’t doing him any favors by turning up the heat. The wanton tease made him want to yank off the flowing, floral print dress she wore and fuck her silly. Visions of her sweet ass plastered against the windows of the train car danced in his head. He wanted her naked and it didn’t matter if a whole caravan of desert nomads stopped to catch a glimpse. Their coupling was bound to happen. Why not sooner than later?

Nonetheless, Maliyah made a good point. Ramses had promised her cousin Husani that he’d keep his hands to himself. A man of honor, he intended to stay true to his word. He wouldn’t touch Maliyah. At least, not with his hands. His mouth and cock, on the other hand, were both fair game.

Before Maliyah returned from the powder room, he reached into the small rolling suitcase he’d brought along for the trip. He pulled out a red paisley necktie and placed it next to the other articles of clothing he’d dangled over the chair. There was a good chance he’d need to be tied up in order to keep his paws off Maliyah. The necktie would come in handy if that turned out to be the case.

The door swung open and Maliyah sauntered in. Her hair was now loose, its shiny, brown tentacles hung haphazardly in front of her face. She’d removed most of her make-up and traded in her three-inch heels for a pair of simple strappy sandals. She looked up at Ramses. Her green-gold gaze locked with his. At the same time, her lower lip jutted out to entice him with its sultry pout.

Maliyah stepped closer and spoke into his chest. He could feel the heat from her skin tickle his nerve endings. “So now what? We’ve got eleven hours to kill and I’m saving the fashion magazines Salma shoved in the side of my bag until I get desperate?”

“You? Desperate?” Ramses repeated. His raspy tone came out as sensual and breathy, with a hint of sarcasm mixed in to keep Maliyah on her toes. “It’d be a pity if we let that happen. I think we can find something to keep us occupied. Maybe there’s a deck of cards in my carry on.”

Maliyah put her hand to her lips as if to giggle, but instead a loud snort came out through her nose.

Is she mocking me? Ramses thought to himself. She hadn’t uttered a single word, yet he knew her snicker was meant in protest.

Only Maliyah, a siren who embodied the perfect combination of subtle innocence and feisty femme fatale, could dish out corrosive rancor just as well as she could take it. That time, she’d done so without even opening her mouth. Although Ramses had great reverence for the Egyptian culture in which he was reared, he found himself drawn to Maliyah’s freethinking, American tendencies. He respected her desire for independence and the rebellious streak she wielded at every turn.

Before he could think of a saucy comeback, Maliyah had already placed both hands on Ramses’ bare shoulders. She massaged his biceps and let the pads of her fingers caress their way up and down his arm. Soon, they became tangled in the shaggy, black hair that gathered at his neck.

“How could a game of cards possibly keep me amused? Not when I have all this tempting, well-toned flesh at my disposal.”

“Wait,” Ramses said, pulling back slightly. He hadn’t anticipated Maliyah’s aggressive pursuit. His need for her bordered on the absurd, but he knew he’d have to take things slow. Otherwise, his vampire persona might make an unexpected appearance. He shoved his hands in his pockets to keep from touching her. “What about the pledge we made to Husani?”

Maliyah leaned in, and her heated breath skated across his tanned skin, sending a direct signal to his cock. It was time to come out and play. Whatever sport Maliyah wanted to tackle, Ramses would step up to the plate.

“I made no such promise. Just keep your hands to yourself, lover boy. Let me do all the work,” she said, darting her tongue out to taste him. God damn, Maliyah was a woman after his own heart. Her succulent lips blazed a path from his neck, passed the sparse patch of hair that peeked out from the top of his shirt.

 Maliyah hiked the shirt up past his navel. Her eyes followed the line of dark curls downward until she once again spotted the thick erection through his jeans. She sank to her knees, and then used her hands to remove his belt. One by one, she undid the buttons of his 501’s, as a flush of red spread across her face. She must have realized that he wore nothing underneath.

Ramses’ shaft was as hard as stone. It sprang eagerly from his jeans. Maliyah lowered them to the floor and without hesitation licked the head of his cock into her mouth.

“To hell with restraint!” Ramses groaned.

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  1. Interesting Read 3 Star Review

    Posted by on 12th Nov 2015

    Lies, deceit, greed, and love…those are the driving emotions between the pages of Annalynne Russo’s Blood of the Nile.

    Maliyah had not seen her cousins in about twenty years, but it’s a bitter homecoming. After her father’s recent passing, she returns to Egypt to settle his affairs and has no plans of staying more than a few days. Despite the lost time and distance between them though, Salma and Husani offer some much needed affection and support during an understandably difficult time, and Maliyah finds the calling of her heritage too much to deny. Although Maliyah loved her father very much, her parents’ divorce had created a gap in their previously close-knit bond. However, guilt over lost time and missed opportunity would have to wait. It appears as though the otherwise healthy business guru, Anwar al Aziz, may not have died so innocently after all. Before she knows it, Maliyah finds herself face to face with a few men from her past—one who wants to kill her and one who wants to seduce her—and thrust into a life and death search for answers to her father’s premature death.

    Maliyah is not the only one wanting answers. Ramses Shakir—long time business partner and even longer time friend—doesn’t think Anwar’s passing is merely unfortunate luck. His friend had always been a picture of health and he did not believe for one minute that he’d dropped dead from a heart attack. While he certainly planned to discover the truth behind Anwar’s demise, he hadn’t counted on his friend’s daughter to show up and throw his world and his plans into a tailspin. Even when Maliyah was young, Ramses sensed an undeniable attraction between them. A mere girl at the time of her parents’ divorce, Maliyah stayed with her mother in America, placing her far away from him and his deep-rooted desires. Now here she was all grown up, and Ramses quickly realizes that the quiet yearning he felt before would soon turn into an overpowering hunger for not only Maliyah’s blood, but her heart and soul as well.

    Blood of the Nile offers its readers a unique look at Egyptian culture. The author takes great care to incorporate some major differences in how women are treated and viewed there when compared to other places, like America. If anything, this really gave life to Maliyah and Ramses and made their characters all the more believable. While the underlying issue of family greed after the death of a rich relative is certainly nothing new or surprising, the persons behind it all was quite a shock.

    The story moves along fairly well with adequate pacing and plot points. Probably the most deterring things for me, however, were the multiple point of view violations and a few details that just didn’t jive or were not even physically possible. During the showdown between Maliyah and her father’s killers, the main perpetrator performs a couple of actions that are physically impossible to pull off given his placement and the position of his victim. During the midst of this, Husani claims to have a shotgun holstered to his leg. Now I don’t know a lot about guns, but shotguns are pretty darned long. Seems that would be a bit uncomfortable whilst sitting in the back of a vehicle, and probably impossible to whip out quickly unless he takes off his pants first. As with any story, a little bit of editing would likely fix these shortcomings.

    Overall, this was an enjoyable enough read that kept me entertained and curious as to what happened next. Maliyah is a take-charge kind of girl thrust into a culture not accustomed to strong women. Ramses is a vampire used to getting his way by coercion or compulsion, and an Egyptian man not used to dealing with a firecracker like Maliyah. Put the two together and you’re bound to have an explosive and exciting read packed with some amusing bang.

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