The Reaping

The Reaping

The Reaping, Paranormal Romance
Excerpt One

Frank’s death would be justified, Nerina rationalized as she sprang on the male. Normally, she’d come up on her prey from behind, give them a clean death. Frank’s would be messy. The chance to scream was never presented because Nerina’s fangs tore savagely into his jugular. Only the slightest gurgling could be heard as she feasted on his hot blood. As she drank, the dark voice came to her again. Excellent, it hissed. Feeding the excited frenzy that was already taking place as she tore at his neck. It was all over before it ever really began. Nerina pulled back, taking the energy inside herself as her veins filled with warm blood. The smell of fresh blood still taunting her senses. Frank wasn’t dead yet, far from drained, his life’s blood spurting out onto the once white snow-covered ground, creating a red, abstract pattern of still life. His heart pumped frantically, and Nerina took a moment to just enjoy his struggled breathing. “In about ten seconds, you’ll be dead. Take comfort in the fact that once the light dies from your eyes, I will chop off your head and burn your body. I told you to turn around. Gave you an out. You chose a different path. A darker path.” Frank’s pupils were large saucers of confusion, and right before the light dimmed from his terrified eyes, Nerina rose over his body, got right in his face, so that they were eye to eye, and whispered, “Lights out.”

 
Excerpt Two

Rest easy and trust me, the voice whispered. Rest easy? How? She was lying on the cold ground, and her body was giving out on her. No, you sleep. Prove it, Nerina thought. Open your eyes. No. That would hurt way too much. Don’t be silly, girl. Open your eyes, the voice commanded. Nerina slowly opened her eyes. She was inside a room. The walls were covered with some kind of writing. It looked old. Ancient. Had Victor gotten them inside the pyramid? Her body wasn’t exactly pain-free, but she was able to move about and able to prop herself up on her elbows. Candles and incense burned in one corner. In the other corner was a long black table and a bowl, but no chair. Get up, Nerina, the voice inside her head said. This time, it was clearly coming from someone inside the room with her. “Who’s there?”

 

 

The Reaping

The Reaping was supposed to be three trials.

Three trials, Victor Canidae had to complete and in doing so-he'd successfully earn Nerina Simpson as his mate.

Three Trials. For him only.

But the Goddess Selene has plans of her own. Plans that are far reaching and affect not only Pack Canidae, but Clan Denali. A concern that has all of the Northern territory pulling out their claws.

The council all agree, Nerina is not the answer, in turn, bringing back insecurities and concerns, Victor thought long buried. But with this new twist in the mix, there's only three things either of them can do.

Face their fears.

Face each other.

And above all, do not fail.

**FREE READ PNR Multicultural Romance**

Book Info

Series: Artic Wolves (Book 1.5)
Pages: 70
ASIN: B00S5I4DOI
Genre: Paranormal Romance w/Erotic Overtones
Format: Free eBook 

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Arctic Bound

Arctic Bound

Excerpt One

Heat surrounded Nerina on all sides. Everywhere she turned there was smoke. It clouded her vision, suffocated her senses, and burned her lungs. The clothes on her body had long burned away. Chunks of her flesh hung off her arms and legs. Her body pulsed in agonizing pain. In the other room, she could hear her mother and father screaming as the fire blazed around her. Still, Nerina tried to look for a way out, for fresh air. She was determined to reach them. Fire crawled up the sides of the walls like waves rushing to the shoreline. She needed to find the door. Had to.

By the time she found it, the screams had ceased. She was too late; she knew they were gone, but called out to them anyway.

“Mom! Hold on! Dad! I’m coming! I’m coming!”

Reaching up, she grabbed for the knob, the skin from her hand sticking to the metal. Muscle and nerves she thought had long burned off, flared in excruciating pain. With a high-pitched scream, she peeled her hand from the hot metal.

Nerina woke tangled in her sheets. Her bed damp from her body’s perspiration. The nightmare never got better. It had been two years, and she could still smell the smoke, feel the heat of the fire on her skin. She’d lost her entire family that night. Her beautiful mother, Simone; and her father, Roman.

Excerpt Two

Nerina eyed him suspiciously. Why was he standing so close to her? And why did it look like he was sniffing her?

Freak.

She took a step back and his entire body seemed to move with her. She had her small gun in her boot. She didn’t feel threatened by him, but just in case, she was on guard.

“You got something you need to say to me?”

She watched closely as Victor eyed her. His eyes were on her face, then her boot where the gun was concealed. He couldn’t possibly know she was carrying.

“Somebody after you, or do you always carry a gun?”

Nerina backed up and was happy to know Demon was there at her back. His hackles rose as he growled at Victor.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, but if you don’t need to do anything else to my ride, you can leave now.”

“If I don’t?”

Then she was going to let Demon have him for dinner, that’s what.

“I don’t want any trouble. I just want you to leave. It’s getting cold, and I need to go back inside.”

He stepped closer. Leaving no room for even the air to flow between them. His breath hot on her face as he looked down at her.

“If I find out you’re here to cause trouble, you’re going to need more than that little piece of shit gun to stop me.”

Mountain men truly sucked. Even if this particular mountain man was hot.

“I asked you to leave,” Nerina said again, this time firmer.

He stood there unmoving, eyeing her intently until whatever he was looking for became evident only to him.

ARCTIC BOUND

There are secrets in even the smallest of towns...

Nerina Simpson fled the streets of New York City, hoping to find solace outside the small town of Talkeetna, Alaska. Physically scarred from a fire that claimed both her parents, Nerina keeps to herself while she tries to put the darkness of her life behind her.

When a winter storm forces her into town, she collides with Victor Canidae. An arrogant man who makes it no secret that he and everyone else in the town want her to leave.

Headstrong, and refusing to back down, Nerina finds herself in trouble when her two, four legged companions get lost in a storm, landing her in the path of an angry bear hell bent on taking her life.

Until a mysterious white wolf comes to her rescue.When she wakes up in a warm cave, the last person she expected to see is Victor. Stuck in a cave until the storm passes the two decide there is only one way to pass the time, and quickly when you’re getting physical.

**PNR, SHIFTERS, HUNTERS, Light BDSM, +18 and over Multicultural/Interracial Romance**

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Book Info

Series: Artic Wolves (Book 1)
Pages: 260
ISBN: 1508751323
Genre: Paranormal Romance w/Light BDSM
Format: E-book & Print

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Dire Cravings

Dire Cravings

Dire Cravings

Olivia Esmerelda Vasques has always been in control—in the boardroom, in the bedroom, and in her life. But when her partner/ex-husband insists she needs a vacation, Olivia is reluctant to give in until the board of directors issues an ultimatum: take a vacation or don’t bother coming back.

So hiking Mt. McKinley it is. Not her idea of fun, especially after she stumbles into something she can’t quite explain and doesn’t really understand. All she knows is that the sexy warrior she meets has promised to keep her safe. The problem is, she doesn’t know if she can survive him.

Bödvar (Blue) Varangian never expected to have his ass handed to him by the saucy firecracker that barrels into him in the woods. Scared out of her mind, and just a bit moody, she’s now his responsibility. However, she doesn’t take kindly to him telling her what to do, even though she’s been thrust into a world of shifters and vampires and is obviously in way over her head. He knows her type, yet he can’t help wanting to tame her.  But his cravings run dark; something he suspects will have her running faster and farther than the threat she currently faces.

Can two people from two different worlds find a way to navigate their journey of friendship, love, and their darkest desires?

**PNR, SHIFTERS, HUNTERS, Light BDSM, +18 and over Multicultural/Interracial Romance**

Dire Cravings

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