I’d like to share the first of my Wolfsong Trilogy with you. If you like sexy vampires and wicked werelions then this is for you. A free electronic copy will be sent to the best comment telling me why they love vampires. At the end I will also be giving away three electronic copies of the winner’s choice from my backlist. Details of these books can be found on Passion in Print.
Lyric discovers nothing is what it seems on Coral island, least of all its inhabitants, one wants to love her, the other destroy her.
Lyric checked the time, and at exactly seven, a knock sounded from the door. She moved to answer it; a swell of nerves swirled in her belly. Opening it, she snatched in a gasp at the sight of Quest dressed all in black.
He looked all male, hot and totally fuckable. A testosterone delight that she would take great pleasure in unwrapping and licking. A truly alpha male experience.
His gaze, she noticed, dropped to the plunging neckline of her dress.
It clung to each curve; a creation made to invoke a man’s sexual thoughts and dreams. Her calling card. She didn’t miss his gaze liquefy as it dusted over her.
“Aren’t you going to invite me in?” Quest waited. A lot of things the vampires had outsmarted; learnt to live with. But the request for entry remained in force.
It was called good manners.
A slither of a wicked grin played around her lips, and she stood back. “Please, come on in.”
Quest gave the briefest of acknowledgements and entered.
Lyric tried to swallow the posse of nerves rampaging through her. Hell, he looked hot. A virile magnetism bounced off him. His gaze, the hot promise from his golden eyes, sent a host of ripples shooting over her. A veritable riptide dragging her under, and she so wanted to skip the banal talk and fuck him stupid. “What would you like to drink?” Relief hit her that she could speak. This man took everything from her, speech, thought, and common sense. And she prayed he’d give it back in return and take. Take what she needed to give him, what she craved off him.“Nothing. I’ve already eaten.”