Thief of Light by Denise Rossetti

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Thief of Light

Thief of Light is the 2nd novel in the Four-Sided Pentacle series by Denise Rossetti.

In Thief of Light, Erik Thorensen has a special magical gift known as “the Voice,” which gives him the ability to persuade and seduce innocent women at his command. He can pretty much have any woman he wants, but Erik is irresistibly attracted to Prue, an intelligent, demure bookkeeper.

Naturally, bookish Prue is skeptical of Erik’s true intentions. Of all the women in the world, why could he possibly want her? Since Erik is used to getting anything he wants, he’s surprised when he learns Prue is immune to his Voice. Her immunity to Erik’s ability results in the most powerful and sizzling flirtation, especially when Erik realizes he must rely on his true personality to secure Prue’s affections sans the “Magick.”

The chemistry and romance between Prue and Erik truly is sizzling! It reminds me a lot of Sookie and Bill’s chemistry in the HBO show True Blood (because Bill can’t “glamour” Sookie and has to rely strictly on his personality to charm her).

Not only is this romance novel super steamy, but its supernatural elements are incredibly fun and original. Thief of Light is a true hybrid of fantasy and romance, so if you love both genres, you’ll definitely enjoy this one!

My main gripe is that the love scenes in Thief of Light are few and far between. Other than that, pretty good!

The next two books in the Four-Sided Pentacle series are:

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Last Updated on November 24, 2025 by Sarah Ann

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