“Out with it.” Her friend sounded stern.
“No look, I can’t divulge the circumstances—”
“Just tell me already…you’re killing me.”
“No. We met when Steph had her baby and he was great in bed. That’s it, end of story.” She tried not to sound so disappointed.
“When are you seeing him again?”
“It doesn’t seem like he’s keen on a round two, but that’s fine since I made it clear it was only about the sex.”
Tanya snorted. “Who you? A one night stand? I think not. Everyone may know you as highly flirtatious, but you fall in love in a heartbeat. You can’t fool me. I know you have feelings for this wolf, don’t you?”
“Look, he may have been really sweet and polite and may even have hit another shifter to protect my honor, but no…I don’t have any feelings for him. I don’t even freaking know him.”
“Like that’s ever stopped you before. What about the last guy you slept with? You woke up saying he was your next freaking husband and the jerk didn’t even make you come…not even once.” Tanya scolded. “This male rocked your world and you’re trying to tell me that you are not interested in seeing him again?”
“You make it sound like I sleep around.”
“I know you don’t, Becks, and that’s my point exactly. I know you must feel something for him and I’m sure you’ll want to see him again.”
“Maybe for more hot sex, but that would be it.”
If…and it was a big if…she ever saw Rushe again, there would be no talking, no laughing, no anything other than scream evoking, hard core fucking. Rushe was not her type. Even if he was, she still wouldn’t be interested. Not that it mattered, since this time next week he would have found himself another sweet human. One that actually wanted a mate.
****
Although Ross could hear the entire conversation taking place on the other side of the door in crystal, clear clarity, it didn’t stop him from pushing his ear against the wood.
The sweet little human had rutted with someone other than him. Becky. Dear sweet Becky. His hands fisted at his sides and he had to clench his teeth to keep from roaring with anger and frustration. For months he had been petitioning for a chance to be with her. Many long hard months. After seeing her the last time. After hearing her say that she wasn’t interested in him anymore, that she had washed her hands of vampires, it had completely turned him inside out. Suddenly he found himself only able to think of her. Her scent, her smile, it all drove him insane with need. The problem was that Zane would hear nothing of it. Brant was even more against the idea, so what was a vampire to do?
“Oh my God, Becky…you freaking had sex with a shifter. How the hell did that happen?” His queen shrieked so loud that he winced. It wasn’t only because of the sound. His heart clenched. His breaths came in rugged pants.
Ross clenched his jaw so hard that he heard something crack. His hands curled at his side, clenched so tight that his muscles ached. He turned and punched the nearest wall, his hand going right through. Blood dripped from his damaged knuckles, he took solace in the pain as a plan formed in his mind.
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Demon Chasers…Protectors of humanity. Sworn to uphold the peace. Oath bound to keep the existence of demons a secret.
OMEGA
Demon Chaser Cole rescues Katy from the claws of the Alpha of a resident demon wolf pack. Hunted by Bain and his pack, Cole must try and find out why the werewolves are willing to risk a long standing agreement with the Demon Chasers in order to have her. Bain is a cruel SOB who’s had run-ins with the Demon Control Agency before so whatever the reason, it’s sure to be depraved.
The Chaser suspects that Katy is not as innocent as she seems. Cole had better unravel this mystery fast because the shifters are closing in and more importantly, the longer he’s with Katy the more impossible he finds it to resist her.
ALPHA
Gray, a newly appointed Alpha and half blood demon wolf, can only turn during a full moon. With only three days before the next cycle, time is running out to convince the highest ranking female wolf to become his mate. Success will see him become a full blood. Failure will spell his death. It is only a matter of time before the challenges start coming in.
Ashlyn, a hard ass Demon Chaser just happens to be human and the pack’s newest resident. She’s there on Demon Control Agency business. Her attraction for the new Alpha can’t be allowed to stand in her way, after all, Gray is already taken. More importantly, she has a serial killer to catch, and then she needs to get the heck out of wolfville.
For both their sakes…
HYBRID
Ever since the experiments a few months ago, Brice has something inside of her. Something bad. It wants her to do violent, horrific things. She must fight it… has to try and stay in control.
The thing inside her calms the moment she meets Garrett. Her relief is fleeting because Garrett is a Demon Chaser, he works for the very agency trying to exterminate her.
Garrett must turn the hybrid in. She’s a vicious, dangerous creature that deserves to be put to death. Why then is she in such control? Why is he feeling things for her that he really shouldn’t? Surely his premonition about her must be true?
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Blurb:
When a gorgeous stranger rescues her from a vicious wolf attack, nature photographer Amalie Baptista can’t seem to fight the attraction to her savior. What she doesn't know is that giving in to him could mean giving up life as she knows it...
Alpha male Liam Albrecht is breaking every rule for the curvy, captivating Amalie, risking his place within the pack and his own life to protect her. As discord among the clans reaches a
fever pitch, he must find a way to save her from the monsters among them.
Excerpt:
Sixty minutes later Liam made his way back to Amalie’s room. She was sprawled out, dressed in only his t-shirt, the blankets kicked to the floor during what appeared to be a fitful sleep. He set the tray on a table next to the bed with every intention of leaving, but his mouth went dry as he stood over her. Man, was she gorgeous. Long, shapely legs and that plump ass…
He pushed away the carnal thoughts.
She muttered softly in her sleep and he strained to understand what she was saying, but all he could make out was the word “hot.” Unfortunately, that was enough. He’d hoped for another half a day, maybe more, to work up to an explanation before she began to show any symptoms. Now, however, it seemed he’d be lucky if he had a few hours before she sensed something amiss within her. The time for coddling was over.
He laid his hand gently on her back and spoke her name to wake her. She was indeed hot, the heat of her skin burning through the t-shirt and heating the skin of his hand.
Amalie’s body instantly pressed back toward his touch. She moaned, and he swore under his breath as he tried to remain detached. He needed to help her deal with the changes she was going through, not take advantage of her weakness. As he moved to pull his hand away, she protested, rolling onto her back. Eyes still closed, she sat up and tugged the t-shirt over her head. She sank back onto the bed, naked but for the bandage on her side, and he wanted to throw his head back and howl. Her breasts were magnificent, golden and full, and blood rushed to his groin at the sight. The need to cover her…to make her his…to slide his cock in and out until she screamed his name, was almost overwhelming.
She took his hand again, and pressed it to her shoulder, moving it down her arm, then back up and over to the other arm. The whole time, she made sleepy, sexy humming sounds in the back of her throat.
He groaned out loud, trying desperately to steel himself against her silken skin and erotic murmurs. She wasn’t herself. The hunger was upon her, and she was caught in the throes. He needed to put a stop to this, but he simply couldn’t muster the will to pull away.
Her eyes flickered open and she peered at him through a thick fringe of black lashes. Her face was flushed, her brown eyes glassy, her breathing coming in short, choppy gasps. “I feel…funny. Hot,” she murmured. “But no pain at all. What did you give me? Surely aspirin wouldn’t have helped that much. Everything seems so crisp and clear. And something is strange. I should be mortified right now. But I’m entirely unconcerned about being naked in front of you.”
In fact, as her gaze raked over his body, she seemed rather put out that he wasn’t naked as well. Taking the hand she still held, she cradled her cheek with his palm. Then, with slow but infinite purpose, she dragged his fingertips down her neck and across her breast. She arched into his grasp until he cupped her, whimpering as her nipple pebbled beneath his touch. Another blade of lust sliced through him and he pulled his hand back as if burned. The second he escaped her grasp, she trapped him again, this time, winding her arms around his neck. He tugged at her wrists, but her mouth was on his, open and hot. She licked at him gently, pressing for entry and he couldn’t refuse her.
Helplessly, almost of its own volition, his hand moved back to cover her breast, kneading first one then the other. So soft. So lush. He growled and she growled back, biting and sucking at his bottom lip.
Insanity. It was pure insanity, and he could no more stop it than he could the moon from rising.
She used her weight to draw him down, slowly, inexorably toward the bed next to her. Once he was seated, she wasted no time, climbing onto his lap and straddling him. She pressed her sweet heat against his denim-encased erection and pushed his mouth to her breast. Thoughts of refusing her sizzled away again at the sight of her naked flesh offered so willingly. He latched onto her nipple and sucked hard, his body temperature skyrocketing as she rhythmically ground her softness against his throbbing cock.
He was strong---the fucking alpha—and she was laying him low with her uninhibited responses. He needed to push her away, to focus on the things he needed to tell her, but she was making it damned near impossible. The scent of her want hung thick in the air, and it was driving him a little more insane with every indrawn breath. If he didn’t stop now, there would be no stopping.
Calling on the last shred of his rapidly waning willpower, he tore his mouth from her breast.
“Amalie, we can’t. You’re going to hurt yourself. There are things we need to discuss. Dammit,” he ground out as she continued to flex her hips against him.
He grabbed her hands and pinned them behind her. Unfortunately, that only succeeded in thrusting her gorgeous breasts an inch from his face. He closed his eyes, but the sight of her ripe body was burned into his brain forever.
She pushed wriggled beneath him and he opened his eyes. Desperation shone in her gaze. “Please. I’m begging you.”
He bit back a curse as the truth of his situation became painfully clear. The hunger was rampant in her now. She would not, could not listen to what he had to say in her current state. He needed her relaxed, and there was only one way to get her there.
Liam took a deep, steadying breath and lifted her away from his body. Unfortunately her delectable scent filled his head—pears and womanhood. Okay, no more nose breathing. Amalie struggled as he pressed her down onto the mattress, anchoring her in place with his weight. He skimmed his hands over her curvy form, stroking her heated flesh as she arched and gasped.
She tried to caress him in return, but he froze in place.
“If you touch me again I’ll stop.”
Prey, book one in the Montana Wolves series, by New York Times Bestselling Author, Chloe Cole!
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