This was ok. An arranged marriage between vamps and weres to bring peace but all is not as it seems. Good story with strong characters. I did get a bit confused at times when hearing about Creed's history but I got there in the end once all was explained. It is very saucy and explicit so not a re...
This story is mainly about how a wild werewolf princess and a gentleman type pf vampire leader fall in love with each other in this arranged political marriage. And it has a happy ending.The pace was a little bit too slow in the first half of the book. I almost dropped this novel when I reached t...
This book was an interesting mix of stories, some much better than others. Overall, I think the shorter format took away from at least a couple of the tales, which would have been better served by more solid intro and giving the authors room for solid character development. If you're looking for ...
This was an enjoyable read for me, maybe because of the sex scenes. Obviously the novellas were too short for their to be actual good plot development. My favorite of the four was The Reaper's Heart, because of the fantastical premise and the awesomely serene description of the wintry night fores...
Scarlet Rose has fallen madly in love with Sebastian DelaCourte. But the dark, wild rock idol has a consuming secret that binds him to an unholy fate. Now, as a terrifying curse sweeps her back in time to 18th-century Paris, Scarlet finds herself in a desperate struggle to change destiny, compell...
But this is Gossamyr's first trip to the war-ravaged mortal realm, and it seduces with its own enchantments. With her new traveling companion, Gossamyr takes the first steps to save her people.- Michele Hauf is the author of over eight romance novels. Gossamyr is her second fantasy novel.- Gossam...
Rev counted three-hundred-fifty as he lifted his upper body from the workout bench. Sit-ups at a forty-five degree incline always worked up a sweat and cleared his thoughts. It was something he’d learned he couldn’t not do. If he skipped a workout, his idle muscles would go wandering in search of...
I could see how he’d ordered his life to the minutest detail, and how some part of his wanting to cut out the middleman had been an innate need to control every aspect of his life. I had gained some control. And I wasn’t sure what to do with it. I am the one who arrives, lies on the bed and serve...
He sat up on his elbows, scanning the room. Sun beamed across his back through the all-glass wall. He'd slept later than usual. Sunrise usually found him in the creek. About a quarter mile south the waters deepened enough for him to swim. All about him, he could smell Rissa. That sweet, sex/sugar...
It was built like a safe, with two-foot-thick walls and a digital keypad that was supposed to reset the password every day, which she got updates for on her mobile. On the night of the Marie Antoinette exhibit, she had slipped in early, replaced Le Diabolique with a fake and then placed the real ...
The green, digital code was ordered in the shape of wings, and moved as if wind dusting through the feathers. Across his chest a sigil flashed blue, though why it did baffled her. His sigil shouldn’t glow unless he was near his muse. And she was most definitely not his muse. Then another idea occ...
His eyes were closed, his bare feet resting on the end of the couch. She sat and placed his feet on her lap and began to massage them with some of the cocoa butter cream they kept on the coffee table. His feet were soft and she loved touching them, easing her fingers over the thick veins and the ...
Tears wobbled in my eyes but I was too proud to let them fall. He’d left. Just like that! After defeating Hester’s dark magic with such ease—and some magic of his own—Reichardt still believed he needed to ransom his soul again to have what he desired. &nb...
Normally, she was rarely called in for a vampire cleanup. The vamp was staked; he ashed, leaving behind just bits of clothing and personal items. Usually. This time, one particular pile of ash was only half-formed, sitting before the legs and hips of what had yet to ash.“A young one,” Libby said,...
Her frail limbs trembled against his body. It had been too much for her to see Vail. It tore his heart open that the two could not have a relationship. Perhaps it needed time and patience. God knows, he had learned patience in this marriage. He’d once thought her dead, and to find her alive decad...
I glanced to the drawer where she'd tucked the device, of which, I still had no idea for what it was used. It wasn't going anywhere, and I was getting harder by the second. She rubbed her body all over mine, and I was no angel--well, not anymore. Gliding my hands up under her shirt, I tugged it o...
Trying to keep her eyes shut now amounted to torture. In her unair-conditioned hotel room, located a short hop away from Buckingham Palace, Madison tossed and fretted on the mattress, struggling to relax, finding it impossible. Fresh air might have ...
He’d forgotten to throw it at the truck stop, and twenty miles later Kisanthra—Kizzy—had him pull over to use the restroom, so it was a good thing he’d remembered it now. An antiques store across the highway beckoned with red flags fluttering at the four corners of the old...
He should see to stocking some food in here if she was going to stay over more often. Which he hoped would happen. They could create music together, both in and out of bed. He’d been compelled to pick up the cello earlier, to play a few notes. Testi...
Standing in a dark alley, outside a fabulous estate, having purloined a valued object from a hideous modern artwork. Bodies crushed to one another in subtle desperation. Fingers moved over clothing, seeking the warmth of flesh, the promise of connection. Breaths inhaled. Mouths dancing. Teeth dar...
She walked with her head held regally, aware of all. He should have told her everything. He must. Now, if he could get her attention. “Don’t give up on me, LaMourette,” he whispered. “I won’t give up on you.” Viviane’s maid had a curiously aloof manner about her. When he saw her stumble into traf...
A half a slice was more than enough for her. They ate without mention of their encounter with Himself earlier. Yet that elephant had joined the other elephant, and while they weren’t necessarily walking around it anymore, they both knew if they poked it with a stick, it would rage at them. ...
He stood against the black SUV’s hood. He had parked beneath the streetlight posted behind the Lizard Lounge, Paris’s resident faery nightclub. Or at least, the club was the closest most would get to faeries without actually stepping into FaeryTown, where the real danger l...
He snapped his fingers to turn on a lamp. “You got salt?” she asked. The angel lifted a brow. “I want to perform a spell that will help you locate your muse.” “Hey now, let’s not get overzealous.” “It won’t bring her to you, it’ll just open your senses to her. That’s my plan I was talking about.”...