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The five young women of Hecate’s Fury are more than rock stars.
They are Shadow-walkers, chosen to help the supernatural world.
There’s just one problem—no one trained them.
At the gentle pressure of his mouth combined with the pleasant tickle of his beard, my desire peaked. “All I’m thinking about right now is if you are wearing anything under that kilt.”
“Are you now.” With a mischievous glimmer in his eyes, he guided my hand under his kilt and up his muscular thigh.
From Awakening the Wolf:
“Come on, Blue. Do I look like a killer?”
I pursed my lips. He had a hard, slightly ferocious look with his scar and crooked nose, but even though he had dark, enigmatic eyes, they held warmth in their depths.
“No. But neither did Ted Bundy.”
He laughed. “Good one.” His amusement faded, and he grew serious, clearing his throat. “I had another motive to save you. Seeing him kissing you enraged me.”
From Awakening the Vampire:
We joined Merrick in the living room.
He impatiently tapped his booted foot, his arms crossed, his mouth set in a thin, tight line, yet he was the most handsome man I’d ever seen. I wanted to run my fingers through his collarbone-length, unruly honey-blond strands, kiss that sensual mouth, and stroke those sexy, manly sideburns. I wanted to rip his shirt off his body and caress his taut, well-defined chest. I wanted to yank his pants off and ride him like his motorcycle.
“Jessie, didn’t you hear me?”
Merrick’s impatient, gruff voice snapped me out of my sex daydream.
He was scowling at me. “I need you to pay attention.”
I swallowed hard, trying to compose myself. “Yeah, okay.”
From Awakening the Fae:
I lifted my face to the moon. In this distant time, it felt like a magical caress. I closed my eyes, reveling in that magic. A brisk breeze blew past me, and I shivered, drawing the robe tighter. A sudden, forceful kiss sent a thrilling quiver rolling through my body like a tidal wave. A sharp, cold gust followed, and I opened my eyes.
But I was alone.
A strange sensation coiled around my heart. Up in the sky, the crescent moon possessed a forbidding glimmer. Suppressing another shiver, I went back inside.
Otherworldly tales steeped in myth, magic & romance.