Blurb
What
doesn’t kill you...
seriously
messes with your love life.
Nava
is happily settling into her new relationship and life is all giddy
joy and stolen kisses.
Except
when it’s assassins. Talk about a mood killer.
She
and Rohan are tracking the unlikely partnership between the
Brotherhood and a witch who can bind demons, but every new piece of
the puzzle is leaving them with more questions than answers.
And
someone doesn’t appreciate them getting close to the truth.
Go
figure.
On
top of that, a demon known only as Candyman has unleashed a drug
that’s harming users in extremely disturbing ways.
After
a friend of Nava’s is hurt, she vows to take this demon down. But
will life as she knows it survive this mission, or will this be the
one time she should have looked before she leapt?
Happily-ever-after:
barring death, she’s got a real shot at it.
Excerpt
Rohan
parked, cut the engine, and turned to me, his eyes hot. “Know what
else I don’t like?”
I
licked my lips, remembered that wasn’t an answer and shook my head.
“Making
me sit through dinner, watching you in that dress. Cruel.”
“You’ve
been copping feels all the way home.
“It’s
not enough.”
I
snickered, but when he slammed his precious car’s door in his haste
to get me inside, I may have set a new record for speed-walking in
heels.
We
barely made it into his bedroom before, mouth on mine, he pressed me
back against the wall. His teeth dragged over my lower lip before his
tongue slipped inside. He trailed his magic finger blades over my
shoulder and bare back, just enough to leave faint marks that I’d
shiver staring at in the bathroom mirror later.
Sliding
my hand under his shirt, I skimmed my fingers along the ridges of his
sculpted abs. He retracted his blades and I broke the kiss to draw
his fingers into my mouth, my tongue swirling around each one in
turn. Pinching his nipples with my other hand, I rubbed my bare thigh
up his leg. His sigh rumbled over me.
A
furious ache built to a throbbing pulse inside me.
Rohan
sucked on my neck and I tilted my head to give him better access to
the sensitive skin. He caressed my cheek with the back of his hand,
pinning me with this filthy eye-fuck that made my stomach flutter.
“Wrap your legs around me.”
About
the Author
A global wanderer, hopeless romantic, and total cynic with a broken edit button, Deborah writes urban fantasy to satisfy her love of smexy romances and tales of chicks who kick ass. This award-winning author is all about the happily-ever-after, with a huge dose of hilarity along the way. “It takes a bad girl to fight evil. Go Wilde.”
Website:
www.deborahwilde.com
Twitter:
@wildeauthor
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Links
Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0784674R3
Amazon
UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0784674R3
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