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Pixie The Lion Tamer. A Reaper saving her life will only attract danger, but I vow to protect her at all costs from the Fae that hunt her, and keep safe the woman who has claimed me, body and soul. She shook her head. Where were the men who held doors and were still gentlemen? Apparently, they went the way of the dodo bird.
As soon as she stepped inside, Jordyn smiled. There was a special smell to a library. It was leather, wood, and the pages of books. The feel of the weight of it in her hand, the smell of the pages, the words written that could give her facts or take her off on a visual story. Jordyn walked up to the counter. I have a book being held. Jordyn frowned at the back of her. It was like the woman studied what a librarian should be and copied it from the tight bun, the glasses, and the frumpy, plain clothes.
The woman looked at her watch.
Jordyn was taken aback at the woman. She was pretty with her dark hair and pale blue eyes. Not at all what she expected with such a bitchy voice from the phone, or the image she got from the back of her in her prim button-down, cardigan, and long, plaid skirt. Once she filled it out, Jordyn pulled the book into her arms.
Jordyn fought the urge to open the book as she walked down the steps of the building. By the time she reached the bottom, her will crumpled. She had it open and was flipping through pages in a heartbeat. Her eyes scanned page after page as her brain soaked up everything.
With her stomach rumbling again, Jordyn turned to find some food when she ran into someone. Her shoulder was jarred so that she nearly lost her hold on the book. She nodded, unable to find words for a moment. Her reaction to him was instantaneous, earth-shattering. He was mouth-wateringly gorgeous, heart-stoppingly magnificent. His short coal black hair was wavy and full. Her fingers itched to run through the locks and see if they felt as shiny as they looked.
His beautiful face was lean and hard, with his chiseled jaw and chin. Not to mention his wide, thin lips. His gaze was direct, intense. While he sized her up, she let her gaze fall to his chest. An olive green long-sleeved tee showed off broad shoulders and arms that rippled with muscles. She imagined when he took off that shirt that he would be toned and supple, with just the right amount of hard sinew. Black jeans were slung low on his narrow hips with black boots completing his look. His gaze was molten, holding her still and making her blood heat. The desire, the yearning to have his lips on hers made her heart skip a beat and her stomach flutter.
Jordyn had never felt such attraction before. Her body was too heated. Jordyn had the urge to stay and talk to him, but her stomach growled, reminding her she had little time to get food and make it back to the office. She reluctantly walked away from the handsome Irishman to the pub down the street. It was the first time in a long time that she actually wanted to interact with a man, because the Irishman knocked her off her feet with just a few words and an intense look from his silver eyes.
In no time, she had an order of chips to go. With food in hand, she hailed another taxi and gobbled the grease-soaked potatoes and flipped through the book. Though she found herself looking out her window for another glimpse of the Irishman. Unl oved. Back home, after her ordeal in New Zealand with Andrew, Neely McIntire has convince d hers e lf the awful memories she cannot seem to shake are nothing more than ba d dreams. But, when the picture of a child that could be her clone lands in her mailbox, everything she has fought to regain starts to crumble. Hayden wants to move their relationship to the next level.
The Tribal Guard is stalking her. Drowning in secrets, Neely must convince Andrew to h elp her save the people she loves. Or will she make the choice to save someone she never expected to love? July, one yea r la ter. A familiar ominous sensation squeezed his ribs tighter as he glanced in the rearview m irror at the child asleep in the car seat. This time, the band of tension around his ribs tightened with something new. The phone screen went dark and hid the email from Masa. As he opened the door the night air, heavy with brine, swirled into th e car. The car door clicked softly clo sed, and the lights flashed when he pressed the LOCK button on the key fob.
The paper and Windex smell of the post office curdled his dinner. His stomach rolled with nausea, which caused sweat to bead on his forehead. As he opened the mail slot, it produced a startling squeal sounding enough like a scream that his heart thumped harder against his ribs. Releasing the letter held wonderful and horrible possibilities. He swiped at the fresh goosebumps that crawled up the back of his neck, now slick with cold sweat.
Will this hurt her more? Will this be one more on my very long list of sins? Lucas slept on soundly, safe, close, perfectly adorable, and so much like her. He walked out onto the deck, closed his eyes, and inhaled. The salty air instantly energized his muscles and caressed that other side of his nature. The creation story his grandmother had told him came flooding back and his heart grew heavier with the memory of her warm smile.
Will that be my fate? He missed Gran terribly on nights like this. A cold shiver ran down his spine at the thought of Margarette getting her hands on his son. He glanced toward the play of lights reflected by the nightlight onto the bedroom window and smiled. His phone buzz ed agai nst his thigh with another email. His smile turned into a hard pinch of muscles i n his face. Now the price he might have to pay for having fallen in love with her suddenly seemed very high. Especially every time Masa sent a new warning. His emails always came as kind of a shock.
And now to him. Andrew shoved his hands int o his pockets and stepped off the deck onto the cooling sand. He stripped dow n to skin and sighed as the water covered his ankles. The moon hung heavy and full over the water. A trail of silver light glittered on the surface and called to that hidden part of his every cell. Energy from the crashing waves thrummed under his skin the deeper he walked into the water. Refueling, renewing, and soothing his soul with each lap against his body.
Blessed Mother knows I need all the help I can get now. On graduation night, she plans to tell her best friend, Hayden Nelson, that she's in love with him. Instead, they argue.
When Neely gives in to her broken heart and pushes him away, Hayden knows he must fight to recapture the spark he felt in their last kiss. But will he find her in time to reverse the damage or will she be changed forever? Wood lives in north Mississippi with her family and a very spoiled White Waug. When not in her office pounding the keys she can be found under a snuggly blanket, cup of Donut Shop close by, with her nose in a book. To enter, just complete the Rafflecopter widget to the right! I'm super thrilled to be here telling you about book 2 in Michelle M.
Michelle M. Pillow, is a multi-published, award-winning author writing in several romance fiction genres. In she and fellow author Mandy M. Roth started their own highly successful self-publishing endeavor named The Raven Books. Readers can contact through her website: www. Now some info about the new release and the series Let Sleeping Warlocks Lie…. The woods were quiet. Strips of moonlight shone through tree limbs that reached like surreal black fingertips across her vision.
A single tear slid down her cheek. She touched her mouth, imagining his kiss. Taking a small pocket knife out of her cargo pants, she looked about. A mystic had once told her that if she left pieces of herself around while she lived, it would expand her haunting territory when she died. She had no idea what had possessed her to talk to the palm reader and ask about ghosts. Still, just in case, she was leaving her stamp all over the woods. She cut her palm and pressed it to a nearby tree under a branch. Holding the wound to the rough bark stung at first, but then it made her feel better.
The sound of running feet erupted behind her and she stiffened. No one ever came out here at night. Her mind instantly went to the creepy girl ghosts chanting by the stream. Jane whipped around, startled as a streak of naked flesh sprinted past her. The Scottish voice was met with loud cheers from those who followed him. Another naked man dashed through the forest after him. Jane stayed hidden in the branches, undetected, with her hand pressed to the bark. Love Potions.
Erik MacGregor, from a clan of ancient Scottish warlocks, isn't looking for love. After centuries, it's not even a consideration It's clear that the shy beauty wants nothing to do with him, but he's drawn to her nonetheless and determined to win her over.
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Lydia Barratt just wants to be left alone to grow flowers and make lotions in her old Victorian house. The last thing she needs is a demanding Scottish man meddling in her private life. Her little love potion prank goes terribly wrong, making Lydia the target of his sudden embarrassingly obsessive behavior. They'll have to find a way to pull Erik out of the spell fast when it becomes clear that Lydia has more than a lovesick warlock to worry about.
Evil lurks within the shadows and it plans to use Lydia, alive or dead, to take out Erik and his clan for good. Hey everyone! She has always broken rules and she continues to feed off emotion — staying true to her heart. Those traits are now the bones of her stories. She lives in southwestern Ontario with her husband, who puts any of the heroes in her books to shame, and their two young children. A dedicated cop, Sawyer Quinn blows off steam by immersing himself in his role as a Master at the hottest club in Las Vegas. But when Sawyer goes after the perp who brutally beat his sister, he teams up with Chloe Nash, a sexy private investigator who awakens a sweet new need: to keep her to himself, away from the dungeon of Club Sin.
Chloe is beautiful, smart, and too innocent for the BDSM lifestyle. Is her love worth swearing off the one thing that keeps him sane? Then he saves her life, and just like that, Chloe knows she will be able to give him anything he desires. She is his—wherever and however he wants to take her.
Check out the rest of the Club Sin series, as well Dmitri is her Master, and his touch is like fire. For the ecstasy they share goes beyond the dungeon, igniting a passion that claims the very depths of the heart. Claimed is an erotic romance intended for mature audiences. Sworn to unearth her secrets, Aidan uses his seductive skills to ignite her wildest desires until Cora yields to the pleasure she can find only with him. He refuses to allow her to submit to any other man—nor does she want to.
For as they give in to passion, they must lay bare their souls for a love that could heal—and free—them both. Bared is an erotic romance intended for mature audiences. Porter Marshall has nearly achieved his goal of becoming a Club Sin Master, but his new sub poses a much bigger challenge than he anticipated. Despite their mutual attraction and red-hot dungeon sessions, Kenzie Hart plays her own games. But when Porter suggests taking their connection to the outside world, Kenzie denies him. Is the passion they share real, or is he using her to solidify his status at Club Sin?
And yet, who else can she trust with the shattering secrets she holds within? As Porter expertly brings her to the point of no return, Kenzie surrenders her body—and, piece by piece, her heart. It is my extreme pleasure to be here to tell you all about Claire Ashgrove's re-released Inherited Damnation series again now that all of the books are available! But first, let me tell you a little bit about Claire Building on a background of fantasy game design, a fascination with history, and a lifetime love of books, Award-Winning Author Claire Ashgrove brings to life action-filled, passionate journeys of the heart.
Her paranormal series, The Curse of the Templars, marries the history of the Knights Templar with the chilling aspirations of the most unholy--a must-read for speculative fiction fans. Claire and historical romance as Sophia Garrett. In her non-writing time, she owns and operates Finish The Story, a full-scale editing house co-founded with Bryan Thomas Schmidt. She lives in Missouri and enjoys cooking, studying ancient civilizations, and spending downtime with her two sons and too-many horses, cats, and dogs.
For all the latest updates look for the Untamed Spirit blog, via any of her websites. Damned at birth, eight immortal children of a high priestess are compelled to kill the one that holds their heart. They can never fall in love. Driven by the need to finally destroy their evil sire and break the curse, each struggles to balance their desire for innocence against the dark needs of their conflicted souls. The series contains mythos shared between the volumes, but each book stands on its own with a newly featured couple.
Cursed to Kill. One of eight children born to an ancient Celtic priestess and sired by a demonic incubus, Cian McLaine suffers from a centuries-old curse. Though his immortality allows him to enjoy the pleasures of mortal life, he is plagued by the desire to kill. As long as he doesn't fall in love he can keep the compulsion at bay. When Cian walked into her rare bookstore months ago, Miranda Phillips never imagined she'd lose her heart to the handsome playboy.
Her reward for doing so was abandonment. Cian left as mysteriously as he appeared, in the middle of the night with no explanation, no goodbye. Now he's back, and passion flares just as hot. But Cian has secrets. If Miranda is to survive, she must uncover the truth and free his darkened soul. Tormented by Darkness. Cursed by her incubus father centuries ago, the last thing Rhiannon McLaine wants is to fall in love.
The night she delivers flowers to detective Mick Farrell, however, everything changes. Deep-seated attraction flares into untamed passion. When Rhiannon asks Mick to go camping with her, instinct warns him to refuse. Yet a weekend in the woods is the perfect place to indulge in temporary desire … until he finds himself bound against his will. Or will the revelation of her true demonic nature doom Rhiannon to a mortal life alone? Destined to Die. Unable to cast her aside, he finds himself on a deadly path to love.
Faith Winters shared one glorious date with Belen complete with fireworks, but he stayed away until the night of her brutal attack. As danger escalates , he becomes her only safety net. Yet Faith has no idea her greatest threat is the very man who holds her heart. For Belen, even if it means hurting Faith, he must not succumb to love.
Add to your Goo dReads Shelf. But she never imagines an ancient scroll bearing the name of a Celtic ancestor will plunge her into a world of demonic ritual. Nor does she suspect that a kiss shared with genealogist Fintan McClaine will unveil the secrets of her dreams and a burning desire.
When Beth arrives with evidence that she shares ancestral ties with his Selgovae Celt tribe, he must confront the truth of his inherited damnation. As he struggles to convince Beth the truth within her dreams, she awakens a dangerous and forbidden yearning in his heart. To save them both, Fintan must convince Beth to believe in herself and her ability to overpower his unholy sire. If he fails, he will remain an eternal slave to his tainted blood and lose Beth forever.
Fated for Sacrifice. Little does she know that a cozy night in the woods will lead to passion they both have been longing to explore. But with the new change in their relationship comes something darker and more terrifying, and Reese must confront danger, even death, before she can be free to love. But when he delves into her hidden secrets, the staggering emotion he encounters makes it impossible to deny the forbidden longings of his own heart. Yet to love Reese will demand the ultimate sacrifice—his life.
Doomed to Torment. But when word reaches her that Angus is selling the piece of British history, she returns to talk sense into him. For three and a half months, Angus has done his best to put Isolde and the one unforgettable kiss they shared behind him. His son's nightmares have returned.
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And Isolde triggered the hellish dreams. Torn between protecting his child and the love he feels for Isolde, Angus must find the strength to trust in Isolde before her demonic sire claims his son. Enslaved by Fear. For standing against her brother, Brigid McLaine is imprisoned within her home. All she wants is freedom and the ability to follow her dark nature. But captivity poses a greater threat in the form of her handsome guard, Micah Nelson.
Day after day of confinement leads her down a treacherous path of desire she can no longer ignore. When Micah befriended Brigid six years ago, he never imagined the woman who haunted his every fantasy would end up being the very same demon he's employed to guard.
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During the forced confinement, he comes to learn the softer, gentler side of the woman who is despised by her family--and he recognizes the fear that keeps her chained to her sire. As their bond strengthens and passion ignites, Micah struggles to convince Brigid to confront her fears and escape her incubus father's dark designs. Yet with the sabbat of Litha so near, one of them must make a choice. Will Brigid find the ability to confront her sire once and for all and embrace the lightness in her heart--or will Micah find the courage to let go of the one thing he wants most?
Taran McLaine knows the agony of his incubus father's curse more intimately than his siblings. A century ago he murdered the only woman he ever loved. When he finds her alive, he's faced with the ultimate heartbreak. They have no chance at a future--he's done all he can to insure that on his day of judgment the ancestors will deny him a mortal life. Years ago, Solene Larouche embraced Taran and the dark curse that cloaked him.
She knew the risk she faced, but when Drandar pulls her back to life, she agrees to aid the demon and damn Taran to eternal suffering. One look at the man who held her heart so long ago, however, changes her mind. She must find a way to free him, even if it means condemning herself to eternity as Drandar's slave. As Samhain approaches, Solene and Taran conspire to destroy Drandar. But will their combined effort enable them to kill the incubus or will they be cast into Drandar's own special Hell and all hope of their renewed love marked for death? He should have known better than to attempt to hide from her.
She could read him long before he even became aware of his own emotions. I am so sorry. Though she said nothing, her arms encircled him. The strength of her embrace conveyed understanding. More, it spoke of forgiveness. He had no right to her love. Yet, no greater heaven existed. And as certain as he would live to see another morning, he would steal this precious life again. There was only one way to avoid that inevitability —to embrace the eternal end he had sought only yesterday. He rolled off her body and sat up. The cushion gave behind him as she sat.
Damn the tide that divided them! He stood, anger snapping through him. An instant of regret smacked into him as she winced. But too many years of conflict overrode sympathy. His dark spirit grabbed at the anger, driving him a step closer. His fingers twitched, the urge to take her dainty neck between his hands as fierce as it had ever been. Before you regret the decision to refuse me. This ebook boxed set features all-new, never-before-published hot paranormal romances by eight New York Times and USA Today best-selling romance authors.
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But as they battle together to stay alive, and love begins to consume them both, will the witch be able to forgive the dark secrets of his past …. Tempted by Flame. Her Sinful Angel. Cast out of Heaven and now the king of Hell, Lucifer is a powerful fallen angel warrior with a heart as cold as ice and soul as black as the bottomless pit.
For millennia, he has ruled his realm with an iron fist as he plots the demise of his ancient enemies. When one of those enemies dumps an unconscious mortal female in the courtyard of his fortress and leaves her there, Lucifer finds himself entranced by the beguiling beauty and tempted beyond all reason. But is the enchanting Nina an innocent pawn in the eternal game or part of a plot against him? She lives in Arizona with her husband, two daughters and three dogs all of whom have made debuts in her stories—the dogs, that is, not the husband and kids.
She wants to trust him, but what about the ghost who haunts their home, implicating him in a gruesome murder. Rebel's Desire. A jaded Iron Guild warrior cares about nothing except battling a ruthless enemy, but when a beautiful woman literally runs into his arms, he realizes she holds the key to his success. A cursed alpha wolf promises to free an enslaved Mage if she mates with him so he can sire an heir, not realizing she can destroy the dark secret keeping his pack alive. Raging Dawn. Vampire Hunter Max Denton must work with the daughter of the man who betrayed his family when they travel to an English estate in , posing as servant and mistress.
Downton Abbey with vampires. Sound great, right!? Eight all-new, never-before-published hot paranormal romances by eight New York Times bestselling authors. She watched in numb astonishment as he swung his long body feet-first into the cab through the open passenger window. Are you still there? She clung to the steering wheel, opened her mouth, and screamed as loudly as she could. The man was across the seat in a heartbeat, clapping a strong and dirt-streaked hand over her mouth.
No way in hell was Bree going anywhere with this guy. Who cared that the groupies were unfriendly? Two more men materialized out of the dark. They had shotguns, and they pointed them at the man and at Bree. The shotguns boomed. The pickup jumped forward and hit the ground, wheels spinning. A thick cloud of dust boiled up behind them as Bree shot out of the parking lot to the road. The road itself was dirt, washboard rough, slippery with dust that weeks without rain had made bone dry. She screamed again and pushed harder on the gas. The truck shimmied and danced, but Bree had helped Remy rebuild this baby, and she knew it inside and out.
She expertly maneuvered up and down the washes and out to a paved road. Bree raced down this empty stretch of back highway for a minute or so, until multiple glances behind them told her no one was following. Not yet, anyway. She swung to the grass at the side and slammed the truck to a halt. His large body took up most of the passenger seat, dark T-shirt stretching over a tight chest and arms that could lift this pickup if he wanted to.
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His hair was cut short but a mess, black, she thought, though it was hard to tell in this light. His eyes … They were golden, intense, pinning her as Bree stared at him in shock. Lion eyes , whispered through her head. The Shifter wildcats—Fae cats, they called themselves—had been bred to mix the best qualities of big cats, but individual Feline clans tended to favor one species or other. Leopards, jaguars, cheetahs, and mountain lions were most common. Tigers were very, very rare—so rare Bree knew about only one of them.
And then there were the lions. The Morrissey family, who ran the Austin Shiftertown, were black-maned lions. He cranked around in his seat to look behind them. Bree was no expert on accents other than those around her hometown. All Shifters wore Collars. It was the law. Collars had some kind of chip in them that triggered a series of nasty shocks when the Shifter who wore it became violent.
There were those who claimed that the Collars also contained Fae magic, meant to control the Shifters, though Bree was a little skeptical about the magic part. But then, shape-shifters had turned out to be real, so who knew? This Shifter had no chain of silver-and-black links around his neck, no Celtic knot at his throat. Bree was terrified at the same time her insatiable curiosity rose and demanded to be satisfied. It would get her killed one day, that curiosity, her mother always said. Well, maybe today was the day. Feral Shifters were those who had left any civilized behavior behind and were becoming wild animals, nothing more, no matter what their shape.
Bree had heard they usually stopped bathing and wearing clothes, and this guy was definitely dressed—jeans, T-shirt, and motorcycle boots. Not yet. Now, go. Are you from one of the Shiftertowns around here? He was over the seat and right next to Bree before she could blink. His foot slid alongside hers and pushed the gas. The truck leapt. Bree grabbed the steering wheel, cranking it around before they slid into the ditch. The pickup hit the pavement, shimmying until Bree righted it and sent them down the road in the correct lane. Bree peered down the dark road, a straight stretch, empty this late.
They were a long way from Austin, a long way from anywhere, really. Lights appeared behind her. The hunters? Hard to tell, but the lights were coming up too fast. The Shifter next to her twisted in the seat to look back at them. The headlights got larger, far quicker than they should have. The speedometer crept past sixty, seventy, eighty. The man said nothing.
Bree risked turning her head to find herself pinned by his golden stare. Bree waved her hand at her made-up face as she focused on the road again. Her eyeliner had started to run, forming black tears. We know everything about Shifters. The clans, the prides and packs, the family trees. Kind of creepy, right? He kept scrutinizing her, like a big cat trying to decide whether or not to pounce on a gazelle. He snarled it. Bree let out her breath. No need to bite my head off.
More scrutinizing. What …. The black truck in her rearview put on a sudden burst of speed. The crazy driver shoved the truck between Bree and the right-hand side of the road, on the very narrow shoulder. Three guys in the bed of the other truck had shotguns, and they lifted them and pointed them at Bree and Seamus.
Only one thing to do. Seamus must have seen something in her expression, because he stopped snarling and closed his hands around the seat. A missile had taken out the helicopter he and his team had been in, while carrying out a rescue mission. Bree kept the truck in his memory. Bree sent him a silent blessing as she flipped a switch to deploy the nitrous oxide boost. The pickup shot forward, jerking Bree and the Shifter.
The truck following them dropped instantly behind. Ninety miles an hour, a hundred. Bree hung on to the steering wheel for dear life. The headlights behind them swiftly grew smaller. Seamus was clutching the seat so hard his fingers tore the upholstery. Thank you, Remy Fayette. I love you! As usual, when Bree thought of her brother, her eyes filled with instant tears.
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She had to drive, to see the road. She also had to get them to ground somewhere. No Shiftertowns. Just put enough distance between us and them. What the hell? Something bad was going on here. At the same time, Seamus was a Shifter, and those guys chasing him were ready to shoot him. But if Seamus refused to go to a Shiftertown, then where? Not the best choice, but no one will think of looking for you there.
He glanced behind them again, and his body finally relaxed. The headlights were gone. Bree turned off the extra juice. The truck slowed abruptly, rattling and bumping. Remy had taught her how to drive a rod though, and Bree maneuvered the truck to handle the sudden change in speed.
She took the next corner, heading off into the darkness of the back roads. Chatting, lots more teasers, TONS of prizes And, for more awesome excerpts, keep up with the rest of the Dark and Damaged Release Barrage! He works hard, but plays even harder. When tragedy strikes, the charismatic and sexy billionaire takes the gamble of his life by bringing a beautiful consultant into his inner sanctum, exposing her to his exclusive society of extreme athletes who are adventurous both in business and pleasure.
Inexplicably drawn to the intriguing woman, Garrett teaches her to face her fears, bringing them both to new levels of ecstasy. Selby Reynolds, a high profile technology specialist, reluctantly accepts an engagement at Emerson Industries. As he pushes her sexual limits and their erotic play intensifies, Selby finds it impossible to resist the one man who turns her darkest fantasies into a reality.
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I make the rules. I know it. They know it. I can do this. She shifted on the couch, and he swore he saw the faintest hint of a small tattoo on her inner thigh. Miss Reynolds was a dichotomy of personalities. Her business woman persona was rigid in many ways, yet she bent rules when needed. Perhaps part of her yearned to rebel? Nor our customers either. We do this to experience life in a way that most people never see. The exhilaration of dropping from the sky. The kind that takes your breath away. Do you know what that feels like? He watched as she struggled to keep an impassive expression.
And do you want to know why? She nodded, her fingers moving to her bloodstained blouse, where she fidgeted with a button. Fuck it. He stood and walked behind the sofa. Placing his palms on her shoulders, he steadied her before she had a chance to move. He knelt, bringing his lips to her ear. Stratospheric skydiving suits and helmets, to experimental polymer surfboards. We understand needs, enabling that rush. We push boundaries. The subtle scent of her perfume teased his nostrils. Her fingers glided up over his and he knew he had her. He would make her understand, teach her.
That rush from base jumping or from riding a wave. Tell me, Miss Reynolds, do you really want to learn about our culture? How do you get your rush? Is that where you come alive? Grinding your ass into my cock the other night? Did that do it? I want to feel you tremble, Selby. He dragged the tip of his tongue behind her ear, tasting her skin. In the bedroom and out. Her head lolled back against him, her eyes closed. He smiled at her acquiescence.
Hello everyone! Check it out! But just as Nexi completes her training, tragedy strikes the Otherworld when a fellow guardian is murdered by a group of rogue vampires. Ready or not, she and Kyden trek into the Earthworld to hunt down a killer—and Nexi alone will be put to the ultimate test. Although Kyden knows that Nexi must fight her own battles, his guardian instincts are raging as he struggles to keep her close. Let the devil do his worst And make sure to check out book 1 of the series, Werewolves be Damned….
But her father made it clear: keep Nexi safe…or else. The only problem? Even if it means getting her revenge will be a little bit harder. At least it will still be as sweet. C Daniels. She fell in love with vampires with the book Bunnicula and has worked her way up to the more … ah … serious works of fiction. She loves reading and writing just about every kind of romance.
Once upon a time she worked as a nurse, but now she writes full time and lives with her family in the Midwest. She writes urban fantasy, romantic suspense and paranormal romance, among other things. She practically came right out of her skin. Whirling around, she glared at Trey. He stood less than two feet away. Max had settled into her seat and Baron was shouldering his way deeper into the crush.
Nobody looked their way. At all. Narrowing her eyes, she continued to speak. As he cut around her, she reached up and pressed her fingers to her temples. She watched as he turned around, still walking, backward. Then he headed off down the hall. Not really the kind I was shooting for, but yeah. Instead, he moved toward her, his steps slow, his eyes thoughtful. Exactly what sort of experience were you shooting for? She thought of the storm of emotion that had been in his voice, in his eyes.
I was going to drink the whole bottle. Want to save me from myself? Then he blew out a breath. The words were laden with things unsaid. Then he shrugged. If you enjoy contemporary romance with steam and a solid storyline than this book is for you! Hey gang, I'm here today to tell you all about Cynthia Eden's new release! Cynthia is a southern girl who loves horror movies, chocolate, and happy endings. Cynthia has worked as a college admis sion s counselor, a teacher, and as an editor.
But now, Cynthia is thrilled to be spending her days making up stories. But, in case you missed me telling you about book 1, here you go. LOST Book 1. For the mysterious woman is a dead ringer for the heiress thought to be the latest prey of the serial killer who goes by the name Lady Killer. When Eve awoke in an Atlanta hospital, her past was a blank slate. Then she recognized her own face in the newspaper and vowed to learn the truth.
Determined to confront the nightmares hidden in her mind, she never expects to find a partner in Gabe. As Gabe and Eve work together, their explosive attraction becomes irresistible. Gabe knows that his desire for Eve is growing too strong, bordering on a dangerous obsession, but nothing pulls him away from her. And when another Eve lookalike disappears, Gabe vows to protect Eve at all costs. LOST Book 2. Add to your Goodreads Shelf. Dean Bannon comes to New Orleans for one reason only: to track down a missing sixteen-year-old girl. That's before he meets the drop-dead gorgeous con artist who makes him want to lose his legendary control.
With her past, Emma Castille doesn't claim to be psychic. She just notices things other people don't. Like the fear in a runaway's eyes—or the pain in an ex-FBI agent's heart. Her chemistry with Dean is blistering, but Emma follows her passion. Then a madman breaks into Emma's home and leaves a twisted message : You're next.
Now Dean refuses to let her out of his sight until he pries every last secret from her full, sexy lips. And suddenly Emma's aching to give him everything he wants. Were they back to that? She put her hands in her lap. Her father would have called it a shit-eating grin. The more PC term was probably a Cheshire cat smile. Whatever the name, that smile annoyed her. Castille … is a criminal. A fraud. Maybe she should grab her chest and dramatically gasp. A furrow appeared between his eyes.
You hunted them, you stopped them, and more appeared. He shot right back to his feet. The folding chair slammed down behind him.