By Jeaniene Frost
It may be the easiest time of half-vampire Cat Crawfield’s existence. along with her undead lover Bones at her part, she’s effectively secure mortals from the rogue undead. yet although Cat’s worn cover after cover to maintain her real identification a mystery from the brazen bloodsuckers, her cover’s ultimately been blown, putting her in negative chance.
As if that wasn’t sufficient, a girl from Bones’s previous is decided to bury him as soon as and for all. stuck within the crosshairs of a vengeful vamp, but decided to assist Bones cease a deadly magic from being unleashed, Cat’s approximately to benefit the real which means of undesirable blood. And the methods she’s realized as a distinct agent won’t aid her. she's going to have to absolutely include her vampire instincts that allows you to keep herself—and Bones—from a destiny worse than the grave.
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Saark gazed down at her beautiful face, skin soft and coolly radiant in the glow from the snow-piled window-ledge. He lifted his hand and ran it through his long, curled black hair, shining with aromatic oils and the woman smiled up at him, love in her eyes, mouth parting, tongue teasing moist lips. Saark dropped his head, unable to contain himself any longer, unable to hold back the hard hot fiery lust and he kissed her with a passion, tasted sweet honey, sank into her warm depths, savoured her gift, inhaled her scent, imbibed her perfume, fell deep down into the soft lullaby of their kissing, their cradling, their connection, their joining.
On top of the sideboard he found a long, jewelled dagger, used, he presumed, to open correspondence. It had fine emeralds set in a heavy gold hilt. He pocketed the dagger, and moved to the wardrobe, opening the door with a slow, wary gesture, seeking to avoid the groan of aged wood and tarnished hinges. Swiftly he searched the contents, and at the back he found a satchel. It was locked. Dropping to his knees, he pulled free the jewelled dagger and swiftly sawed through leather straps. Inside, there was a sheath of bonds and Saark whistled silently to himself.
Men are evil. Volga was in the wrong place at the wrong damn time, but you are alive, and Kat is alive, so pick up your sword and follow me. ” Nienna moved to the fallen soldier. She took hold of her embedded sword, and tugged at it until it finally gave; it squelched from the corpse. She shuddered, tears running down her cheeks, and followed Kell to the corridor. Kat put her hand on Nienna’s shoulder, but the young woman shrugged off the intimacy, displacing friendship. ” Nienna snorted a laugh.