Pure Wildfire: Sunfire

Shape-Shifters Rock!

eBook ISBN · 9781419914386
Genre · Paranormal Romantica
Length · Full Length Novel

The first book in the Pure Wildfire series (previously published as Wildfire, now heavily revised and rewritten)
Rock meets classical. Paranormal meets mortal. Will anybody get out alive? The members of rock band Pure Wildfire are firebird shape-shifters. Manager John Westfall will sacrifice anything for the power they wield, even his daughter Corinne.
Corinne attracts Aidan in a way he's never known before. He'll do anything to release her from Westfall's trap. He offers her marriage, but Aidan wants more from Corinne — he wants her heart. And he'll give her his in return.
Classical guitarist Corinne is desperate to escape her father's control. She loves Aidan but craves her freedom — can she trust him to give it to her? Can she trust the wild man of rock with her heart? There's only one way to find out. Dive into the wildfire!

cover art by Les Byerley

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Aidan strode to the sofa and threw the loose cushions down on the floor. He turned back to her, one eyebrow quirked in query. "Your choice, Corinne." His voice had roughened and deepened with passion. She looked at him, long hair rumpled by her fingers, t-shirt rucked up at the front, jeans tented by his erection. No choice. No choice at all.
He waited for her to make her decision, his mouth slightly open, his face flushed with passion. He didn't have to wait for long. She almost stumbled in her haste to join him, slipping off her low-heeled sandals on the way. Smiling at her, he swept her into his arms and lifted her off her feet, before he took them down to the makeshift bed on the floor. "How about the sound booth?" he murmured. "Can anybody get in there?"
She shook her head. "It's kept locked."
"Don't say you've not been warned." He rolled so she lay under him, her skirt tangled around their legs. He lifted his head, and rested his weight on his elbows. "You're fucking lovely, Corinne Westfall." Then he bit his lip. "Sorry."
"What for?" She smiled when she realized. "Swearing? You think I never heard a man say ‘fuck' before? And I thought I was old fashioned!"
His laugh reverberated through her lower body, where they pressed together intimately. It felt delicious, even through their clothes. She could feel his cock hard against her pubic bone. She couldn't resist wriggling a little against him.
An abrupt end to the laugher and a low groan rewarded her. He bent to take her mouth again, surrounding her with heat. She reacted eagerly. His opened his mouth wide and slanted it across her lips, devouring hers and she responded, as wild as he, squirming under him to reach more, feel more. When he pulled away, she stared at him, dazed with need.
"Too many clothes," he gasped, and put his hands on the hem of his t-shirt, dragging it over his head. His chest was broader than she'd expected, his shapeless t-shirt somehow hiding the definition of his muscles. His light tan and the easy way he moved spoke of strength and fitness.
Not taking her gaze away from him, loving the sight of Aidan's fit body, Corinne pulled at the tie of her drawstring top until it came loose and he watched her tug the neck wider until it became useless, his eyes branding her every move. She glanced down at her top to find somewhere to grasp it so she could drag it off. Her plain white bra came into view and she wished she'd worn something seductively lacy, but he didn't seem to care.
He touched the underside of her breast, making her shiver in response. "Do you need this bra?" Taking her light gasp as a response, he unclipped the front fastening and impatiently pulled the material aside. "Fuck. Oh fuck."
Corinne had never thought her breasts attractive. They were heavy and full, tipped with large, nipples the color of a damask rose. From the look on Aidan's face, he didn't think they were unattractive. He stared, his gaze so heated she could almost feel it burning her already hot flesh. He covered them with his hands almost reverently, gently massaging, lifting them and pressing them together, making Corinne twist up to him in pleasure. With a groan, he moved his hand to curve around her back, pulled her up to where he knelt above her and took a nipple into his mouth. He didn't stop to touch or kiss, but sucked her in as if he was starving and she had the only sustenance he wanted. His single minded need ripped through her body.
The wet suction created a response that shot through her and she cried out softly, her voice breaking. He lifted his head, a wicked smile curving his full lips. "You're gorgeous. I can't believe you've kept all this hidden from the world."
"But not from you." And not from all of the world, either. There were half a dozen men who could confirm that.
The smile broadened. "No, not from me." He moved up her body, back to her mouth and claimed it in another searing kiss.
Skin to skin with Aidan felt like no other encounter had ever done. This wasn't how she'd imagined an encounter with a rock musician. In her dreams, Corinne let her most sordid fantasies run wild, imagined a knee-trembler backstage between the show and the encores, let herself become the skankiest groupie, the most predatory fan. She still harbored that at the back of her mind, but this wasn't the fulfillment of that particular fantasy.
This was different. A man and a woman exploring each other's bodies, nothing between them except a few inconvenient clothes.
As she thought this, she felt his hand between them, at the buttons of his fly. She reached down to help, eager to feel his whole length stretched naked along her body.
Aiden went commando. When she helped him unfasten his jeans, his cock fell into her hand, hot and hard. She gasped at the speed of the contact, the way events were escalating, her voice blending with his low cry when he felt her touch him. She took her opportunity and gripped him, squeezing him, then sliding her hand up to the tip and down again. He was fully erect, hard for her. She moved her hand down, then up, loving his reaction as he pushed into her grasp.
"Wait. Stop. Carry on like that and I'll come in your hand. Give me a minute." He sounded breathless, as breathless as Corinne. He leaned back and she feasted her eyes on him while he dragged her skirt and panties out of the way.
They looked at each other. Corinne gazed at his hairless chest, with flat brown nipples she longed to taste. When he moved, his muscles tightened, bulged in response, but in repose she could hardly see them. An athlete's body, with lightly bronzed skin. Every wet dream she'd ever had, personified.
She reached out hungrily to him, but he smiled and drew away, dragging her skirt and panties down her legs and away, shoving his jeans off to join them. When he knelt to return for her, she saw his erect cock properly for the first time. It reared out of a bed of bright red curls that were only slightly darker than the hair on his head, more red than copper, flaming with gold and orange highlights, but unmistakably red. She stared, fascinated.
"Like what you see?" he murmured huskily.
"Oh, yes." She dragged her gaze back to his face and grinned. He smiled back. "I wondered what color your hair really was. Everyone does." There were rumors that he dyed everything, but surely not there!
Speculation entered his gaze. He stared at her for a full half minute before replying. "It's not dyed. People just assume it is and I let them."
"Oh, but nobody has hair that color!" she was shocked enough to blurt out.
"I do." He reached back and loosened the tie, letting his hair fall loose around him, blazing red in a halo cast by the sun streaming in through the windows.
The sight pushed her over the edge Aidan, like a living flame, hers for the taking. "Come here," she whispered.
His body covered hers, surrounding her with living heat. He slipped his hand between them, down to her crotch and into the dark curls there, searching and finding her inner lips. His faint groan when he slid inside her labia made her arch up, trying to persuade him to push inside her but he slid his finger up instead, searching for her clit. And finding it. His mouth once more took hers in a deep kiss as electricity jolted her up to another level of bodily awareness. He circled her clit, then pinched it between thumb and finger, the slight pain only enhancing her need for him.
For a second time he pulled away, leaving her gasping her need. His sudden departure pulled her out of the hot mood his seduction had drawn her into. "What is it? What's wrong?"
For answer, he reached for his discarded jeans, delving into a pocket and bringing out a foil packet held between two fingers, one of which had just a few seconds ago been touching her. It still glistened with her juices. He waved the packet at her. "We can't forget this."
"I'm on the Pill," she said.
He paused, staring. "Baby, you have to take care." His voice softened to a low, intimate tone, caressing in its intensity.
She felt a thrill, hearing him use a word of endearment and smiled up at him. "I trust you." She knew she shouldn't, but when she looked into his eyes she saw honesty and concern, and she knew he wouldn't hurt her.
He caught his breath in a sharp gasp. "You know what I am, what I've done? Do you trust all your lovers like this?"
"I know some of it. But no, I don't trust ‘all my lovers' like this." All six of them as opposed to what—hundreds? He'd probably had a lot of women. The rock star lifestyle would see to that. She couldn't explain why she felt this way about him, that she could trust him. It had nothing to do with her lurid fantasies about the guitarist Splinter and everything to do with a man called Aidan Hawthorne. "I've never trusted anyone like this before."
"I'm glad to hear it." Tenderness replaced the faint anxiety in his amber eyes. That was the last thing she'd expected when she'd decided to let this encounter take its course. She'd expected a fierce fucking to help chase her blues away, but it seemed to be mutating into something else. Something deeper and far more unsettling.
She watched him smooth the condom over his cock one handed. Part of her wanted to help him, part of her wanted to watch, so she let the voyeur win. She admired his expertise.
"What is it?" So sensitive to her already, he'd even noticed her moment of regret. "Do you want to stop?"
"God, no!"
Her vehemence made him chuckle and he came down to her again, covering her body deliciously with his long one, surrounding her with his heat once more. His lips met hers, inciting all the fire simmering just underneath the surface. He dipped his tongue into her mouth, caressing her softly. "Then we won't stop," he murmured against her lips. "Open your legs wider, sweetheart. Let me in to that sweet pussy of yours."

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Reviews

Ms. Connolly has created an incredible story that ensnares the reader in from the very beginning. I loved how the myth of the Phoenix is used as a pivotal point around which the story is woven.
The love that developed between Corrine and Aidan was intense and quite beautiful. The descriptive way in which the transformation scenes were written brought them to life for the reader.
Thanks go to Ms. Connolly for an incredible story.
Reviewed by: Teresa for Fallen Angels. 5 Angels and a Recommended Read!

Ms. Connolly brings together two guitarists from opposite ends of the spectrum, one classical, one rock, and blends them together in a tale of steamy drama and explosive sex. Readers are held spellbound as these two attempt to mount all the obstacles placed in their way by their fans, family and friends. I can only say that as good as the story was in its previous incarnation, this version is even better. There is more heart, more emotion, and more life in this version which makes it a definite lifetime keeper for my library.
5 hearts - lifetime keeper!
Samantha Ann for Night Owl Romance

On a scale of 1-10 I give it an 11! I was hooked on Sunfire from the first paragraph and couldn't put it down until I finished it. Lynne Connolly has created a masterpiece!
This book is a keeper. I've got my eye on Lynne Connolly.
Melisa for Euro Reviews. 5 Euros!

Sunfire burns quick and hot but it isn't fleeting. This is a full length title and the characters are solid, the plot developed. I expected the heat but I was pleasantly surprised to get laughs and tears as well.
Secondary characters are excellent. I can't wait to get more of the band… or Ryan. Which is a good thing since he's the hero of the next book. So, I'm holding up my cell phone hoping for a quick encore.
Nikki for The Good, The Bad and The Unread B+

Sunfire is an enthralling tale that pulls you in from page one. This is not your typical shape-shifter romance and readers will revel at the turns and multiple plot twists. Lynne Connolly has started a series that will keep you coming back for more.
Angel Brewer for Just Erotic Romance, 4/5 stars

If Sunfire is any indication of how great the Pure Wildfire Series is going to be, I can not wait for the next installment. Icefire, is advertised as coming soon; soon can not come soon enough for me...
Mickey McCall for Simply Romance Reviews. Grade A

There was nothing about these two or this book that I didn’t like, and pardon my gushing enthusiasm, but I truly appreciated the author’s ability to integrate information regarding the Phoenix myth and legend seamlessly into the storyline. This shapeshifter book has it all…love, passion, deceit, betrayal, sibling rivalry and most of all, hope for the future. It’s a definite keeper to be read and enjoyed again and again.
Keep up the good work Ms. Connolly!
Mystical Nymph for Literary Nymphs Reviews 5 stars!

This is definitely a must read novel and a must have author.
Lynne Connolly writes a masterful story that leaves the reader wanting more of her characters. Without a doubt this is a top-notch novel. This is definitely a fabulous book and I can not wait for more.
Kimberley Spinney for Sensual Romance

I have a "grown-up" phoenix book to treasure and re-read. If you love shapeshifters, and want a change from all the (lovely) "cats and dogs", or if you love music and musicians, don't miss this book. I know I can hardly wait for the next installment of this series!
Reviewed by Julia Clark for Paranormal Romance

The need to protect, a simple wish to love and be loved, along with a father twisted by greed and hungry for a mystical power are just a few of the twists and turns we're treated to besides some incredibly erotic sex that would make me go phew! It's a great read and loads of fun.
Witchgiggles for Alternative Read

In this story, I saw the ways power can corrupt and also how not accepting all the gifts given to you could hurt you. Aidan has been born into a position of power, but he has been reluctant to accept all that goes with it. Sunfire has found its way firmly on my keeper shelf to be read over and over again. 
Jo for Joyfully Reviewed

Aidan Hawthorne, a name I absolutely adore, is the guitarist for the popular rock group, Sunfire. He also happens to be a shape-shifting firebird, and not only that, but he’s that rarest of all firebirds, the Phoenix. I don’t often go gaga over the heroes in my books, but I think a lot of that is simply because I don’t find a lot of them particularly sexy. Aidan, however, is totally the kind of guy that I would hook up with in real life if he showed up. He’s got a wonderful combination of tenderness and wild masculinity, and I just wanted to smuggle him away and take him home.
I was also pleased that, given how much I loved Aidan, Corinne worked for me as a heroine.
Shannon C for Flight into Fantasy

Fabulous.  Beautiful.  What else can you say about a book that is so creatively written, capturing every nuance, taking in every detail of a life? This story is so superbly written, so incredibly sexy. I absolutely loved it! This is a must read, excellent work, Ms. Connolly. The pictures you created with your words brought me right into the rocker lifestyle; I was able to shape-shift in my mind, truly fabulous. This story is packed with passion, packed with color, packed with life - it's beautiful! This is a must read!
Desiree de Cleves for Enchanting Reviews. 5 stars

I have always thought that telepathy was one of the sexiest notions around. What could be more thrilling than sharing your lover's thoughts while you are making love?  There is no fumbling, no misunderstandings, no miscommunication, only the perfect synchrony of
desire and fulfillment. To be simultaneously linked in body and in mind must be the peak experience, especially when your partner is not only the object of your desire but also your soulmate. Lynne Connolly's paranormal romance SUNFIRE gives readers a heady dose
of this experience.
One of Aidan's paranormal abilities is thought-reading and transmission, and it turns out that Corinne is sensitive also. Thus, SUNFIRE is replete with incandescent sex scenes made almost unbearably exciting and intimate by the mental communication between the two lovers.
Possibly even more intense, though, are the wonderful scenes on-stage. Ms. Connolly does an impressive job of conveying the emotions of the band, their interplay, the excitement of being part of a creative whole made up of talented individuals depending on and caring about each other.
Lisabet Sarai for ERWA

the book offers a meatier story of the raunchy world of rock with perfectly blended in scorching scenes and emotional encounters between Aidan and Corrine. The result is an explosive match with enough sizzling sexuality to create SUNFIRE.
JT for Romance Junkies

As I read, I found myself being pulled further and further into the story behind it all. I found myself being drawn into the plot and rooting in my head for Corinne and Aidan. The uniqueness of the characters is not in the fact that they are shape shifters; it is in the act of their love. I enjoyed the story behind the story, in this case. Not the fact that they were shifters, not that they were a rock band, but the feelings of love and family that this entire story provokes. I was looking for something more than just a shifter romance when I started reading Sunfire, and Lynne Connolly definitely gave me what I was looking for! Looking for something that is hot and heavy, yet still manages to be sweet and poignant? Then you should definitely check into the Wildfire series.
Virginia for Bitten By Books

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