The Florentine Series by Sylvain Reynard

The Florentine Series



Paranormal Romance


Written by the Prestigious

Sylvain Reynard



G’day Everyone,

Welcome back to Kez’s bookshelf

Today, I wish to pay homage to this incredible love story and it’s creator.

Sylvain Reynard is no ordinary author. He is an exceptionally gifted storyteller and his penmanship outstanding.

To award The Florentine Series five stars, is simply not enough for this phenomenal read….



The Florentine series is a paranormal romance set in the wonderful city of Florence. It’s a gothic tale about the mysterious vampyre William York  who happens to be the Prince of the Florentine underworld and ruler of his principality. One fateful evening he is drawn to the most delightful scent he’s ever encountered.  As he reaches it’s source, he finds himself unexpectedly captivated by a pair of the most beautiful green eyes that belong to Raven Wood. Hence begins the powerful love story of two most improbable lovers and their fight to stay together…..


As I ponder  The Florentine series…

I’m reminded of the Frankie Goes to Hollywood song – The Power of Love.


Let’s take a closer look at the three novels that make up the series more detail:




Within the first novel of the series, we are introduced to Raven Wood – who works at the Uffizi gallery as an art restorer. A compassionate young woman with a courageous spirit, she is also known for the selfless act of putting others first, even before her own safety. Raven is a curvaceous woman of beauty who happens to walk with the aid of a cane. Her diversity is her strength. She is a wonderful heroin and a very relatable character for many female readers.

In the beginning, we learn of that fateful night that begins in tragedy and changes destiny’s course for both Raven and William. As Raven discovers William’s supernatural abilities, she is drawn into his dangerous world of vampyres, hunters and the Curia. The underworld is cold, calculated and full of traitors eager to see William’s demise. As the Prince of Florence, his principality is a prize for any ambitious vampyre.

With his priceless Botticelli’s illustrations of Dante’s The Divine Comedy safely back in his possession, William endeavors to uncover the thief and seek revenge against Professor Emerson for having once possessed what was rightfully his. Which proves to be more difficult than he envisioned.


The Shadow

The mystery and intrigue woven into the Florentine series continues in the second novel of the series  – ‘The Shadow’. It is masterfully crafted in true Sylvain Reynard style and is one of my personal favourite SR novels.

While the storyline continues to takes place in the underworld of Florence, incorporating renaissance history, art and architecture in true Sylvain Reynard style. Many thought provoking questions and innuendos brought to the forefront are answered. Additional revelations are also uncovered as William and Raven fight adversity to remain together and allow their love to flourish. In all the turmoil and angst to keep William’s greatest weakness (his love for Raven) a secret from his enemies, he is losing control over his principality fast.

But of course, not all the secrets are revealed within “The Shadow’, leaving readers in great anticipation for what was to come in the final installment of the series….



Every once in a while a novel comes along that is so profound, so compelling, it will have you reeling. The final novel to this incredible series is most definitely that book.

The Roman‘ is fast paced and the suspense is intense!! It’s a rollercoaster of emotions as the improbable lovers fight to remain together and William desperately tries to protect both Florence and Raven.

While we know ‘The Roman’ is a story about trust, betrayal, love and redemption. There were two other prominent elements to this tale – ‘courage’ and ‘the power of love’. There is no doubt that Raven is one valiant young woman, but it’s William’s courage that comes to the forefront in ‘The Roman’.

As you follow William and Raven on their arduous journey, their emotions become yours – anguish, fear, happiness, contentment. When the hairs on Raven’s neck are raised, you’ll feel them. And when there are tears of sadness or tears of joy, you’ll shed them.

The Roman‘ most definitely delivers the epic ending The Florentine series deserves. In fact it’s beyond epic!!



I highly recommend Sylvain Reynard and believe his penmanship makes him one of the best new age lyrical writers of today. The phenomenal ‘The Florentine Series’ is simply unforgettable and a perfect read for those new to the paranormal genre….


You can find SR’s full

library of books on his own

Amazon page here:

Sylvain Reynard


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The Steamy, Sensual, Seductive Excerpt to The Shadow by Sylvain Reynard

G’day everyone,

Well it’s a very cold and wet Friday evening here on the west coast of Australia.

Fortunately I have something special to share with you all today that is surely to get the temperature rising in here…

The Shadow is the second novel in the Florentine Series written by the incredibly talented Sylvain Reynard. It is due to be released February 2nd 2016 and just quietly, I can’t wait.

The Shadow

Today marks the release of the hotly anticipated excerpt to the upcoming 2nd novel, hold onto your seats, it’s quite a hot and steamy ride…..


Raven watched as William efficiently disrobed, neatly folding every article of black clothing (with the exception of underwear, which he never wore), and placing it on the vanity.

 She brushed imaginary lint from her dress as he stood in front of her, naked.

 He was under six feet in height, his body lean and strong. Raven took a moment to appreciate the definition of his muscled chest and abdomen, and the strong cast to his thighs.  Not even a statue carved by the most talented sculptor could create a being with so much perfection.

 His face put her in mind of an angel with intense, gray eyes that now looked at her expectantly.

 She hid her face.  “You said you loved me.”

 “I did. What’s more, I meant it.”

 “Love is a peculiar thing. I’ve seen it. I’ve even cheered for it. But I never believed it was for me.”

 “Why shouldn’t a beautiful, fierce young woman hope for love?”

 “Because, as you put it, human beings are shallow.”

 “Love is deep.” His rich voice echoed in the bathroom.

 “Love is having the power to destroy another person.”

 William stepped closer.  “Are you afraid of being destroyed?”

 “Destroyed, consumed, betrayed.” She fidgeted with the neckline of her gown.

 William placed his hand over hers, stilling it.  “Love creates; it doesn’t destroy.”

 His lips found the place where her neck met her shoulder. He kissed her leisurely, tracing the path of her bared collarbone with his mouth.

 His fingers brushed her zipper.  “Let me.”

 He undid her dress, dropping it to the marble tiles.

 Her bra followed.  She was as naked as he.

 His eyes roved her body appraisingly.  His pale fingers caressed her cheek, her mouth, and her neck. His strong hands cupped her breasts, her abdomen, and her hips.

 His gray eyes met hers. 

 “The power you describe is the power you have here.” He touched her forehead before moving his hand to cover her heart.  “And here.  It’s the power you have over me. Power I haven’t yielded to another since I was human.”

 He brought his lips to her ear. “Your fears are shared.”

 With a slow kiss on her neck, he led her into the shower, standing behind her underneath a tropical rainfall showerhead.

 Raven closed her eyes and lifted her face, like a flower following the sun.  The warm water soaked her hair and streamed down the generous curves of her body.

 “I’ve never showered with another person.  What happens next?” William rested his hands on her shoulders.

 She wiped the water from her face.

 “Whatever you want. Just don’t let me fall.”

 William’s gaze dropped to her right leg, which she was favoring.

 “Is the pain terrible?”

 “It’s worse after I’ve been lying down.  Sometimes I topple over.”

William spread his arm around her waist, drawing her back to his chest.  “Then I must be sure to catch you.”

 She kissed him, reaching up to run her fingers through his wet hair as the water poured down their shoulders.

 Her motions were fraught with an eagerness born of love and affection and the relief of remembering she hadn’t lost him.

 He was hers.

 Even now, naked, with a myriad of flaws few men overlooked, he embraced her. He embraced her imperfections.

 He loved her.

 His cool hands scorched her skin, splaying fingers wide over her abdomen and bringing her backside into contact with what rose between his hips.

 She gave him her weight and he held firm, nipping and licking at her lips before enticing her to enter his mouth.

He entertained the intrusion for a moment or two then, with a growl, he spun her around, pressing their chests together.

 Raven looked up into blazing gray eyes.

 “Are you certain?”

She nodded.

 “I need the words, Raven. I need to know you want this.”

 “I want you.”

 He took her mouth, his tongue alternately penetrating and retreating in a sensual rhythm.

She tilted her head, welcoming him, as the water continued to rain down.

 Hands roamed over slick skin as their lower bodies came into alignment.  She touched his neck, his shoulders, his biceps, holding them tightly in an effort to remain upright.

William was not a tame lover.

 In his arms, she sensed his control, his desire, and the war that waged between the two. But he’d never harmed her and had always focused his attention on giving pleasure before taking it. Usually more than once.

 “You’re a dream,” she sighed.  “A dream of love I never thought I’d have.”

 His eyes burned into hers.

 Without warning, he lifted her, tugging her thighs around his hips.

 He lowered his mouth to her breasts, tasting and teasing before sucking droplets of water from her eager flesh.

 She wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling him eager between her legs. 

 He lifted her higher, hands beneath her backside, making sure he was correctly aligned.

 “Breathe,” he commanded, his eyes boring in to hers.

 Here was the vampyre, proud and powerful, teetering on the edge of control. He bared his teeth as if on instinct and his chest rumbled.

 “Just don’t break me,” she whispered, pushing a lock of blond hair from his forehead.

 William’s expression grew even more fierce.

 “I won’t break you.  Whatever harm I bring to you I vow to heal.”

 He swallowed her reply with his kiss.  Then with a single thrust, he entered her.

His kisses were as fierce as his movements as he pushed inside and withdrew, over and over.  His grip on her backside tightened as he lifted and moved her in concert with his own motion.

 Raven clung to him, her hand trailing to his lower back so she could urge him deeper.

 Not that he needed the encouragement.

 Her breasts brushed against his chest, the friction teasing and arousing.

 She ignored the warm spray of the water, the scent of soap and William, and the nagging discomfort in her leg and ankle.  Her focus was on feeling as he brought her swiftly to the brink of orgasm.

Before she could signal how close she was, she climaxed, her hand clutching his neck as she threw her head back.

William continued his pace until she’d finished, his mouth dropping to her breasts, drawing one of them into his mouth.

 When she opened her eyes, she found him staring at her hungrily.

 “I have only begun,” he rasped.  “Breathe.



Breathe….I think I’ve forgotten how!


Want to know more about the author now…

Sylvain Reynard has his own amazing amazon page which you can find here:


Sylvain Reynard


The Florentine Series currently consists of the Novella (The Prince) and the first novel (The Raven)

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You’ll be able to source all his novels/Novella there as well as pre-order your copy of The Shadow…that is, if you can remember to breathe again. 🙂


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