Gray played the word over in her head wondering if it was a promise or a threat. Either way, she would be seeing Louis later today. She didn’t know whether to be excited or worried and decided to be both. Shadow pushed his large, furry head against her hand and she obligin...
“Be sure, Esther. Be very sure because there is no going back if we do.” The possessive light in his eyes was frightening. They burned with a powerful need that nearly brought her to her knees. She almost turned and ran back to the safety of her home, but she knew that if ...
He was on his back, the hard surface beneath him stone. There was a weight on his chest—a soft, supple, shifting weight. Blinking, he glanced down and stilled. Kathryn. Everything came flooding back to him—his flight through time and space, the fight and their desperate escape. The only question ...
Seven. It was too early to get up, but there was no point in her staying in bed any longer. She’d tossed and turned the whole night through, just as she had every night since she and Jed had made love. That was five long nights ago. Sighing, Maggie shoved back the covers a...
The air was thick with the stench of garbage and human waste. It was a perfect night for hunting. Anyone with any sense at all was inside, tucked away in whatever dubious shelter they could find. In a lawless land, even the criminals and killers weren’t out on such a night. It was just too danger...
The bell over the shop door rang and she sighed with relief. She knew she had to call Carson, but she still hadn’t figured out what to say to him. True to his word, he’d stayed away yesterday, but she knew that today was his limit. If she didn’t call him, she expected to see him outside her door ...
Emma almost wilted with relief. He wasn’t quite as calm and removed as he appeared. He’d seemed so remote and cool that her courage had almost deserted her. She was used to the easy warmth of his smile and the sensual invitation in his eyes and felt as if she’d lost something incredibly special w...
"I'm...I'm fine." "Stiff?" She shrugged. "A little, but not too bad." She stood there while he traced the line from her shoulder to her neck and back again. "Cassidy?" "What?" He loved the feel of her skin and the fact that she smelled like his soap. It made him feel even more possessive. "Umm, I...
She was obviously trying to distance herself from him and was enlisting his family’s help, using their obvious concern over him to get her own way. Both Chrissten and Quinn began to speak, but he talked over them. “That’s not going to happen.” Chrissten tugged on his arm. “We should go home. I th...
Her stomach was in knots and she knew it was impossible for her to eat any more. She pushed her plate away. It had been hard to eat with both men watching her every move. Oh, they weren’t overt about it, but she could see them watching her out of the corners of their eyes. Sednar frowned. “You di...
She was a bit sore between her thighs, but other than that small reminder of what had happened, she felt wonderful. She’d always wondered what having sex with a man would be like. Certainly she’d heard the other women back home talk about it—their ribald jests and bitter complaints had filled the...
Isaiah’s Haven © 2010 N.J. Walters Legacy, Book 2 Isaiah Striker puts family first, the pack a distant second. Which is precisely the reason he’s in noisy, crowded Chicago instead of alone in his beloved woods. One look at the owner of Haven nightclub, however, and a simple favor for his brother ...
Monday, Wednesday and Friday, she ate lunch at the library. She had two part-time employees, but budgetary restrictions meant she was alone until one o’clock on these three days. It was usually quiet in the mornings, but a lot of people liked to run into the library on their lunch hours, and she ...