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About
Fangs and Fists 3: Victor
Werewolf
gladiator Victor vows to escape captivity by demons or die
trying--which nearly happens when his latest opponent takes him by
surprise.
Jolanda
is a member of a secret pack of wolf witches who want to free their
kin from the dreaded demon tower. Strengthened by the power of her
pack, she defeats Victor in the arena and demands that he be given to
her as a mate.
Alone,
they surrender to their overwhelming lust for each other, but Jolanda
needs him for more than sex. She's been sent to rescue the captive
wolves and Victor is the Alpha she needs to help her. Together he and
Jolanda plan a mass escape from the tower, hoping to strike a blow
the demon masters will never forget.
Genres:
Dark Fantasy, Futuristic, Paranormal, Romance
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Excerpt
Two
demon guards clad in black body armor entered the barracks. Their red
eyes glowed behind dark face shields. They approached Victor and one
guard said, “Get up and come with us.”
All
the guards sounded and looked alike. They were even the same height
and body structure.
Victor
knew better than to refuse. There would be no point in fighting, even
if he was so inclined.
He
guessed he would be going to one of two possible places. It would
either be the punishment chamber because he’d killed Slate too
quickly or -- and this was more likely -- to the demon masters who
had bargained with him to kill for their entertainment.
The
guards brought Victor out of the barracks and down a steel corridor
to an elevator at the end. They boarded it. Except for the soft whir
of the elevator descending, there was silence.
It
stopped with an almost imperceptible lurch. The door opened and
Victor, accompanied by the guards, stepped into a spacious room with
an enormous glass ball in the center of it. Several couches
surrounded it. While the upholstery resembled leather, Victor’s
sense of smell told him the couches were covered with material that
hadn’t come from any four-legged animal.
He’d
been in this room before. Here, the demons had bargained with him for
the lives of his fellow gladiators, their mates, and their cubs.
Here, he’d traded his integrity and his soul for their lives.
The
guards disappeared into dark corners of the room.
Since
he had no intention of sitting on the foul furniture, Victor stood
near the glass ball and waited.
The
ball glowed faintly at first. Then it brightened. From within, two
demon masters -- one male and one female -- stared at him. He knew
they weren’t actually there. The ball was similar to television. He
could see and hear them, but they were far away.
The
male had ink-black, elbow-length hair. Tall and slim, he was dressed
from head to foot in red. The female had short white hair. Her skin
was nearly as pale as her form-fitting white dress. Both demons
stared at him with black eyes.
“Your
game has improved, Victor,” said the male, “but I’m afraid you
still haven’t mastered the art of performing. Your kills aren’t
entertaining enough, but for now that’s beside the point. We
haven’t called you here to critique your style, but for another
reason.”
“We
have something special planned for you,” the female continued.
“There’s a new contender in the tower -- one who has seen you
fight and wishes to face you in the arena.”
Other
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Fangs
and Fists 1: Bolt
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Fangs
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About
the Author
The child of a painter and a psychic dreamer, Kate Hill feels spirituality and storytelling go hand-in-hand. She loves the scent of gardenia, the sound of wind chimes and the taste of honey. By listening to what isn’t said, she creates works based on unspoken desires. Kate prefers blurred gender lines and many varieties of romance. In a world where passion must at times be restrained, she believes erotica is a pleasure to be shared. With her stories she would like to make her fantasies yours and hopes you enjoy the ride. She also writes under the name Saloni Quinby.
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