Rian Sheridan is a foundling, a Falls Road corner boy, whose world went up in flames beside an Orangemen’s bonfire of hatred last July the Twelfth. A pain he barely remembers is a siren’s call, taunting him, daring him to find its source and lose himself to it. And he searches in the only place he knows, the S&M underground of Belfast.
Cuinn an Dearmad is the last surviving Fae Loremaster. He’s just seen the beginning of the death of the Realm, the home of the Fae race and their haven from the twisted evil of the Marfach. The only hope of saving the Realm starts with finding the Prince Royal of Fire he himself stole from the cradle, and lost in the human world, many years ago. He has a few guesses about where that hope ends, none of which bode well for him.
Rian and Cuinn are an impossible pairing, two SoulShared Fae. Any two Fae strike sparks, but these two Fae are an explosive combination. Drawn into an escalating series of sexual collisions, their passion will save — or destroy — two worlds.
I never expected to be sympathetic to Cuinn, although, I have to admit that he stared winning me over in Deep Plunge. He was the thorn in everyone’s side and none of the SoulShares hid the fact. I love it when an author changes my opinion of a character. 😉
As much as I loved the romance between Cuinn and Rian, Firestorm was a lot more than the unlikely connection between these two characters. This book in the SoulShares series answered a lot of questions, revealed a lot of hidden secrets and intensified the connection between all the SoulShared couples.
As I’ve said before, I wasn’t sure what I expected from this series when I first picked it up, but it’s turned out to be much more. I love the connection between all the characters (both past and present) and I’ve really enjoyed the alternating POVs (with the exception of the Marfach *shivers*.) Each installment adds so much to the series. I can’t wait to see what happens next.