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She would suffer for him. She leaned her face into his hair and breathed in his scent, the layers of man, and something more earthy, more primal – the wolf within him. The failed, mutated wolf spirit within him. What was it precisely, she wondered, her interest in the arcane surfacing past her desire and need for the man. What had gone wrong? How had it been created? She pressed a kiss to the scars hidden in his hair and eased out from under his arm, wrapping her black lace dressing gown as she left the bedroom. She crossed to the balcony, and stepped out into the offensively bright afternoon daylight, wincing.

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“I’ve never really thought about it.” “Ali,” she sighs. “Have you even read a good spicy book?” “You mean p**n?” I ask her over a row of glittery vibrators. “Yes I mean p**n!” She exclaims. “Good old fashioned p**n! With some monsters maybe. I feel like you’d enjoy a good monster fucker book.” “I.. don’t know about that.” “Alright,” she says loudly. “There’s a book section over there. Let’s find you a nice steamy one.”

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Thank you for reading Wolfbane. This now begins book 2 of the series, Wolfblood, which introduces some new characters and also continues Jasmine and Blake's story. Please note that this book is quite a bit darker than the first one, and contains some triggers, but I hope you will enjoy it anyway! Happy reading! *** TALIA

He might kick me out and I would just die. “This is amazing,” I managed to whisper, still breathless at the sight. “You like it?” “Like it?” My amazement hung in my voice, and I spun on my heels to face Dante, who was leaning at the door. “Are you kidding me? I am in love with it. It’s like heaven on earth.” The corner of Dante’s lips twitched. “The best part is that more than half of the books are horror, thriller and paranormal.” “No fricken way!” My jaw dropped, and I held back the girlie squeal that hung in my throat. And I thought this place couldn’t get any better.

I frantically tried to search his deep ocean blue eyes for help, but the eyes that were staring back at me were not his. The eyes that glared back at me were as black as the night's sky, and seeing those jet-black pools sparked something deep inside my brain. Visions of the morning’s nightmare quickly flooded my mind and took over every sense that I had. I couldn't see, couldn't hear, couldn't speak, as it silently dragged me back into its deadly grasp. *** Tristan Cole Freya lifted her head up and I guessed that she wanted me to kiss her. Damn, I could do so much more to her right now. She smelled amazing, and I could hear her heart racing, every time my fingers or lips caressed her skin.

As she left the room, I realised I was beginning to panic as well. …………………………………… The Vampire and the Wolf- Book Two Teaser **Jarin** Something had been placed over my head so I couldn’t see. I was also struggling to breathe. My wrists were tied behind my back, and I could feel and smell the wolfsbane that the rope was soaked in burning into my skin. I was lying on a cold hard floor, but I had no idea where I was and I was struggling to remember how I even got here. The last thing I remembered was the start of the battle…and then blackness.

And find out if there was any way to fix it. As she drove, Caitlin thought again of the rare books she had found in her library. Most of all, she that of that one rare volume, and its torn page. She thought of its ancient ceremony, the one in Latin, with its cure for vampirism. She wondered again if it was real. Was that just passed down from folklore? An old wives’ tale?

I grabbed her hips, sitting her ass onto the polished table like she weighed nothing, shoving her thighs apart so I could step right between them. My hand shot under her skirt, fingers hooking her soaked lace panties to the side. " Jesus Christ, Elena. " I growled against her neck, biting down hard enough to make her gasp. "You're fucking drenched. " "Alex.... you lying prick..." Her words dissolved into a throaty moan as I plunged two thick fingers into her tight, slippery heat. Her walls clenched around me instantly, warm and velvety, sucking me in. I pumped her slowly, curling my fingers on her spongy spot which made her hips jerk forward.