Disoriented, it took him a second to realize he was still on his knees with the unconscious Weres stretched out beside him.Slowly he rose to his feet, scanning the strange mist with a wary frown. Where the hell was he?“Master?” he called softly, puzzled by the emptiness that surrounded him. He’d ...
Normally he grabbed midday meal with the Pantera outside near the bayou, but today was different. Ashe was in labor and everyone was on edge. No one wanted to sit still long enough to eat anything. And then there was the fact that he had a guest in his home. A guest. His nostrils flared. What was...
Maybe it wasn’t entirely fair to claim he’d seduced her.She’d all but begged him to ease the desire that had been on a slow simmer for the past six weeks.And if she were honest, she’d admit that her treacherous body was ready and eager to repeat the performance.Which was precisely why she needed ...
Diary, Crossroads . . . They seem so terribly romantic. The meeting of two destinies. A sudden choice that will change a life forever. An opportunity to forge a new path. In truth crossroads are quite fraught with peril. One can awake in the morning perfectly convinced that it is just another day...
That room . . . It wasn’t just the blood and guts. She was an ancient vampire who’d witnessed just about every depravity that demons and humans could imagine. It was the lingering evil that seemed to cling to the air. Like an oil slick that polluted everything it touched. Dear lord. She wanted to...
She’d been on the verge of utter exhaustion, both mentally and physically. And there was something to be said for having her own private heater to keep her toasty warm. But she’d been so tense when he’d snuggled in behind her that it seemed difficult to imagine that she could actually relax enoug...
Dammit. Nothing was going right. He was supposed to be lying in the bed, too stunned by her abrupt departure to do anything but watch her walk away in silence. And then… Well, her imagination hadn’t gone beyond that moment, but she’d assumed that she would return to New York; a woman at last at p...
Although naïve, she was not a fool. She knew that most gentlemen did not seek out ladies for their intelligence, or for their sensible nature. How could she not know? They wanted women they desired. Women who charmed them and played those mysterious games she had never been capable of learning. S...