Tangled Moon
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Excerpt From Tangled Moon “You were my alpha,” she continued, her throat constricting. “I was your hunting partner. I was the one you traveled with and the only person besides your twin sister that knew the real you. And now that… that’s all gone.” She stood looking down at him, her body stiff and her…
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Excerpt From Tangled Moon Catherine peeled her hair off her face to see him better. He was beautiful, in an ethereal kind of way. He smelled good too, not that she could name the scent. It was like nothing she could describe. He had long brown hair, tied back, and a trim—obviously—hard body. As if…
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Darling woke up next to him a few hours after sunrise. He didn’t need windows to know that morning had come; he could feel it, he always could, that point of transition. The setting sun was the domain of the beast, and the dawn belonged to the man. She stretched—of course she did. With no…
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Lothar’s life would become a hell that not even the bravest soul could withstand; burning day and night for redemption, for the purging of sins that could never come. Eternal torture in the absence of all that was holy. Separated from his faith, his goddess…
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Lothar reached out, catching her off guard. She jerked back before realizing his intentions. His palm formed neatly around the back of her head. He drew her closer, Danielle having to take two steps to meet up with him. She looked at his face as he hovered there over her, his scent obliterating Nick’s. “I…”…
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Danielle knew that he was on his way back from the forest. If she focused she could tell where he was. She left the vampires carefully inside the darkened cabin and went out onto the porch. She was wearing her favorite jeans—that may or may not ever fit her again—while she still could, and an…
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He’d shown her around the house good-naturedly. Was there such a thing as a good-natured vampire? Catherine felt a little bad about it in retrospect. This place seemed to be stirring up a lot of things in him that she knew he’d rather pretend were either long forgotten, or didn’t bother him anymore. Truth was…
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She was frowning at the phone, pale light making her skin look even whiter than usual, like ivory and snow. Like a queen. He beat back the sudden instinct to inject her with the venom that would make her immortal. How could he even consider? He wouldn’t do that to her. “It isn’t about the…
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“I’ll impress you later.” Every word was ripe with meaning. Oh, boy. She was going to enjoy that very much. She shrugged as if with indifference, even as her body was warming up again. Her lower abdomen tightened viscerally in anticipation. “You’re getting really hard to please,” he said as they made their way back…
