Scarpetta Novels In Order Novels & Stories

I could hear her rapid heartbeat pounding frantic rhythms against her ribs, could feel her hitching breath fanning warm against my throat. “Cared to explain?” I held the thick, leather-bound book up between us, gesturing to the faded ancient script stamped across its spine. Scarlett swallowed hard, her gaze flickering to the book, then back to my eyes. “I… I had forgotten to tell you, it's from my mother's collection. She had it delivered. It's about wolf strength and dormant bloodlines.” “Found anything useful?” I asked, keeping my voice low and dark.

Her perky tits bounce slightly under her T-shirt, and I need to turn around and stop looking for my own good. “Want to play zombies after breakfast?” Jackson asks Scarlet. “Today’s Scarlet’s day off,” I remind him gently. “She’s here but not really here.” Jackson tips his head. “Huh?” Scarlet laughs. “It’s okay. I don’t really have any plans other than showering and reading a chapter or two from my book.” “Are there zombies in your book?” Jackson’s eyes widen. “Actually, yes.” Scarlet fills her plate and joins us at the table. “It’s a romance set in the zombie apocalypse. It’s really good.”

Scarlett whimpered, stumbling back, but Seraphina didn’t let up. Another snarl. Another pounce. This time, she sank her teeth into Scarlett’s hind leg, shaking her like a rag doll before slamming her into the ground. The sound of bones cracking echoed through the battlefield. Scarlett whimpered again, her once-confident stance now weak and trembling. Blood poured from her wounds, soaking into the dirt beneath her. But Seraphina wasn't done. She moved like a ghostly predator, precise and merciless. Growls filled the night, the scent of anger, blood, and death thick in the air as Seraphina pounced again, claws digging deep into Scarlett’s chest. Scarlett barely had time to breathe before Serap

I don't want my family and I getting caught up in this rivalry between packs and rogues. I can understand why Brandon chose to help these people, but this has nothing to do with us and I hate that Brandon has gotten involved. I'm sure these people knew the risk that comes with rogues gathering around packs. I'm sure they knew that packs would feel threatened by the gathering of rogues. Brandon tells me not to worry, but how can I not worry when I know what packs do to places like this. As I continue to walk heading back to the cabin, I look over, seeing the female that I had the alteration with I a few days ago coming out a cabin with a male and her pup.

Cristo, what the fuck is this woman doing to me? She’s quiet on the drive home while I distract myself with returning calls I’ve missed. It’s after 3 am now and the entire estate is on high alert because the only Moretti heir is coming back to New York, the only one left with true Camorra blood. I’ve had three cars and four motorcycles follow us on our way home but there have been no attacks on us. Not that I give a shit about Lucia, but the mere thought that someone could rip this kitten from me and put an immediate stop to my plans makes my veins burn hot with fury.

The Rossi family's business empire had turned to dust. As the sole legal heir, I stepped back into the Rossi mansion that had once been my prison. This time, there were no cold taunts from Genevieve, no sound of Antonio's belt. The air was filled with a dead silence. I went straight to Antonio's study and used the code to open the safe. I found the Chopin book, filled with my mother's elegant handwriting. As my fingers traced the yellowed pages, tears finally fell.

Scarlette was aghast at first but when she saw that nothing happened, she ran after both Apple and Sapphire. Sapphire was pleased to see that most of the corpses she ran past were not that of her pack but the enemies. She was glad they weren't affected by the curse yet. They ran into some warriors overpowering some teenagers. Without hesitation, Scarlette drew out her sword from inside her body and sliced off their heads, Sapphire assisting her with her claws. The teenagers were horrified to see the heads of the people they were fighting to fall off in an instant but were even more surprised when they saw Scarlette and Sapphire. Most of them knew their Beta Female and a few never knew Sapphi

I'm hungry and thirsty, Silas is kinda a lifesaver. I was in the last drop of my drink when I sense someone standing beside me. Shock and fear envelop my chest when someone reaches his hand to me-- asking for a dance. My fist tightened around the bouquet of red roses I'm holding and the empty wine glass that almost shattered. I'm not shocked because of the way he just popped beside me, but because of the uneasiness I felt and the fear that aroused inside of me. It's instinct. I look at his hand before paying him my attention, my forehead knotted when I notice the peek of a familiar tattoo-- and that's hit me. I remembered the image I once saw when I was sixteen for my mission but ended up fa

“Rogue scent. That was the terrible job of a sloppy rogue. He must have been impatient to go out. ”Kael said, crouching. " Well it is horrible. ” He laughed " you actually sniffed it faster than I thought. Your scent must be really strong” " It is” I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply. The forest opened to me. Scents layered themselves. Pine, damp earth, old blood..t beneath it all was something else. A thread. Thin, vibrating, wrong. “There, ” I said, pointing. “They passed through here two nights ago. Three wolves. One is injured.

“I worry that it is the same too.” "Vincent's initials? If you're not kidding, Sir, then someone is definitely trying to mess with your mind. I really thought that chapter was closed." "It's not. And this time, there's a woman involved.” “Vincent never had a woman. The bastard was even gay.” “We might be overthinking things, but I still want you to find that woman for me. She had dark hair, wore sunglasses, and had a scarf. Find the car, find her owner. Dig deep—shell companies, rentals, whatever."