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Book 1: Immortalis Carpe Noctem - Newbie vampire Alyssa never asked for this life, but now it's all she has. Rescued from death by Lysander, the aloof and sexy leader of the Peregrinus vampire clan, she's barely cut her teeth before she becomes a target. Kallisto, an ancient and vindictive vampire queen - and Lysander's old mate - wants nothing less than final death for her former lover and his new toy. She's not above letting the Acta Sanctorum, and its greatest vampire hunter, Santino, know exactly where the clan can be found.With no time to mourn her old life, Alyssa's survival depends on her new family. She will have to stand alongside Lysander and fight against two enemies who will stop at nothing to destroy them.
Book 2: Hunters & Prey - Rule number one: humans and vampires don't co-exist. One is the hunter and one is the prey. Simple, right? Not for newly-turned vampire Alyssa. A surprise confrontation with Santino Vitale, the Acta Sanctorum's most fearsome hunter, sends her fleeing back to the world she once knew, and Fallon, the human friend she's missed more than anything. Now she has some explaining to do. However, that will have to wait. With the Acta Sanctorum hot on their heels, staying alive is more important than educating a human on the finer points of bloodlust.
Book 3: Pandora's Box - After a few months as a vampire, Alyssa thought she'd learned all she needed to know about the supernatural world. But her confidence is shattered by the delivery of a mysterious package - a Pandora's Box. Seemingly innocuous, the box is in reality an ancient prison, generated by a magic more powerful than anyone in her clan has ever known. But what manner of evil could need such force to contain it?
Book 4: Soulstone - It's a desperate time for rookie vampire Alyssa, and her sanity is hanging by a slender thread. Her clan is still reeling from the monumental battle with Aniketos; a battle that claimed the body of Lysander, her sire and lover, and trapped his spirit in a mysterious crystal. A Soulstone. Unfortunately, no amount of magic has been able to release Lysander's spirit, and the stone is starting to fade. Weeks of effort have proved futile. Her clan, the Peregrinus, have all but given up hope. Only Alyssa still believes her lover can be released.
Book 5: Moonlight
Good girls don't wear fur, or fight over men, and they certainly don't run around naked, howling at the moon. But then, no-one ever called Fallon a good girl. As a human unofficially mated to an Alpha werewolf, Fallon is being pressured to "become"...or be gone. Her mate Aiden, the interim leader of the Olde Town Pack, is in a position that demands he either choose a wolf mate...or leave the pack forever. No matter how hot the sex with Fallon is, he can't ignore centuries of tradition. Become a wolf or not. If only the choice were that simple. Fallon's options are further clouded by the overt presence of other females desperate to be the Alpha's mate. And when these bitches get serious, it's not just claws that come out. If Fallon wants to keep her man and take the title she'll have to exert a little dominance of her own.
Book 6: Dark Salvation
A gathering storm of violence is on the horizon. Whispered threats of the Acta Sanctorum's return have the supernatural world abuzz. Only recently aware of the other world hidden behind our own, Kitara Vanders has barely scratched the surface of what being supernatural truly means. A special woman in her own right, she possesses unique telepathic abilities, gifts that have recently come under the scrutiny of the Acta Sanctorum, a fanatical organization whose mission is to cleanse the world of anything supernatural. Targeted, and marked for death, Kitara's only hope lies with the lethally seductive Nicholas.
Kitara glanced down to the ring on her finger. The small
band of gold with channel-set diamonds and sapphires had only adorned her
finger for six months. She remembered the day Jeremy got down on one knee and
proposed. He’d told her he was the luckiest man alive to have found her and
that he’d do everything in his power to take care of her.
How could all that have changed in such a short time? What
had the Saints done to turn his affections? For that matter, what other lies
had the Saints told Jeremy?
After becoming a Saint, Jeremy had said vampires and all
other supernatural beings were depraved creatures. That had been the start of
the end for their relationship. She’d been labeled one of the unnatural
creatures for the way she prayed under the light of the full moon.
She’d believed that other creatures could be evil, but not
her. She wasn’t a witch or anything like that. And vampires, sure, they would
most certainly be on the list of bad things. But now that she’d met one, she
wasn’t so sure she agreed with that assessment any more.
Despite his abrasive attitude, that vampire – Nicholas – had
showed more humanity than the jerk she’d met at the bar the previous night.
He’d saved her not once, but twice, albeit in the most aggravating way
possible. He hadn’t tried to bite her either. Though now that she thought about
it, his mental attack on her at the club might have been exactly the kind of
thing Jeremy had warned her about. Thankfully she’d been able to ward him off.
The echo of a headache still remained, a subtle reminder that if she chose to
fight a mental attack, she could do it. She’d just need to make sure she could
find a safe place to weather the aftereffects.
Perhaps not all Jeremy had told her had been true, but there
were kernels of truth there that had her questioning everything she had known.
Vampires were real. She’d just met one in the flesh. And
though she hated to admit it, his flesh wasn’t all that bad either. She’d
expected to see sallow skin and a gaunt frame, something out of Nosferatu.
Maybe even some crazy looking fangs. Nicholas was nothing like that. Despite
his abrasive attitude, he was attractive and muscular, his dusky blue eyes were
mesmerizing, and his teeth… sharp, but very discreet. She’d only really gotten
a good glance at them when he smiled. And though it made her stomach turn at
the idea of what he did with those fangs, she felt a twinge of excitement
seeing them. A small thought crept into her mind. What would it feel like to be
bitten? As soon as the thought took form, she pushed it away. That was exactly
the kind of thing that invited trouble. She’d already had plenty of that.
The reality of this new information was unsettling. Vampires
were obviously real. Witches were real. Jeremy had accused her of that more
times than she could count. And if all of what Nicholas had said was true, and
the Saints were killing all things unnatural, then she was a target herself.
That couldn’t be right. No. There was no way Jeremy, the
same man who once filled the entire room with candles and red rose petals,
could kill her in cold blood.
Long pajama pants, a
sweat shirt, fuzzy socks, and still I felt frozen. I’d been here a couple of
months but still hadn’t gotten used to the cold. Boston was an arctic tundra
compared to Las Vegas and that blistering desert I’d come from. I’d be warm
soon enough, though. Aiden was due back at any moment. That man was hot! Wolves
have more than just good looks working for them. They run a few degrees warmer
than us humans. And I needed that heat. The thought of him snuggling up next to
me, fur coat or not, was enough to keep the icicles at bay for the moment, but
I was still cold.
Teeth chattering, I
pulled the thick feather comforter up to my chest and snuggled into the fluffy,
king-sized down pillows. I doubted I would ever get used to the winter. But, if
I wanted to stay with Aiden, I’d have to. As the future Alpha of the Olde Town
Pack, he was a Boston boy for life. That also meant I would have to make some
life changing decisions.
The thought of that
wiped the smile from my face.
Aiden was my love,
and I knew he loved me for who and what I was—human. But the pack… they
wouldn’t accept a human as their Alpha Female.
I buried my head
under the blanket as if it would shield me. I’d been avoiding facing the
inevitable, but a decision had to be made… soon.
The bedroom door
opened with a slight creak.
“Fallon, babe. You
still awake?” Aiden called out in a whisper.
Perfect timing! A thrill of excitement ran through me.
“Yeah. Come cuddle. I need to steal your warmth, I’m freezing over here.”
He gave me a quick
sidelong glance then looked at the wall. “It helps if you turn on the heater.”
“There’s a heater in
here? Why didn’t you tell me?” I felt a little embarrassed for not thinking of
something so simple; but in my defense, I hadn’t lived at the sanctuary long.
“Yeah.” He tapped a
finger on the thermostat mounted to the wall. “Looks like Brady is up to his
old games. The thermostat is off.” He clicked the switch, walked inside, and
shut the door.
Instantly, I heard
the fans kick on. Warmth rose to my cheeks, but it wasn’t from the heater.
“That bastard!” I
said, angrier at myself for falling for another one of his tricks than anything
Aiden didn’t bother
to hide his snicker. “He is who he is. But you probably should have checked the
thermostat instead of turning our bed into an igloo.”
“That would have
been the smart thing to do. But then I couldn’t have hot Eskimo sex with you.”
Without another word,
Aiden tore off his clothes and dove into bed, under the covers. Snaking his arm
around my waist, he pulled me in close and nuzzled my neck. My body began to
warm, melting against his. Aiden’s chin stubble scratched a little but not so
much that it hurt. Besides, I loved a little rough touch from my man. His thick
scent, fresh from the hunt, filled my nose. There’s something about that heady
odor of patchouli and cologne mixed with a little sweat that sends my heart
Oh, yeah. This is my happy place. Safe in Aiden’s arms, I felt like the world
could go to hell and I’d still be okay. This
is love, right?
Twenty-six years old
and I’d never really been in love. Sad to say, I know. But love had never been
a high priority on my list. School, family, friends, sure… but men had been
merely blips in the radar. They were temporary distractions; fun little bumps
along the road of life. With Aiden, it was different. He made me want to stop
bumping along the road and find my home, with him.
“How was the hunt?”
I scooted closer, reveling in his delicious warmth.
“The new recruits
were naturals.” Pride filled his voice. “You should have seen them. Everyone
transitioned this time, and they’re all acclimating well.”
news.” The last group hadn’t been so
lucky. “But I couldn’t take the cold tonight. I’m still too much of a
His warm hand dipped
under my sweat shirt. “Your blood will thicken in time.” He tip-toed his
fingers up to my breasts. “How about your day? What have you been up to while I
was playing in the snow?”
“Nerd stuff.” I
purred. That man had a sinful touch. “I got the new server online and finished
configuring the firewall. I still have to set up a few new user accounts, but
other than that, not much.”
“I have no clue what
you just said, but I think it’s sexy when you talk computers. Say something
“Networking,” I said
in my sexiest voice. “IP address. Password. TCP/IP Protocols.”
“Ooooh. There is
nothing sexier than a smart woman.”
made me giggle, but the fact he appreciated my skills made me feel special.
“Then I must be the sexiest woman this pack has ever seen. Your entire computer
network needs an upgrade. Someone has to bring this pack up to date.”
“Well, then, we’re
lucky to have you as our resident nerd. Speaking of that… have you given any
thought to what we talked about?” His voice, a bit raspy from being out in the
cold, rumbled in my ear like the purr of a big cat. He rolled my nipple between
I let out a sigh.
I’d been hoping to avoid answering that question. The luscious warmth of his
body and the pleasure of his magic fingers were dampened by the reality that we
needed to have the talk soon. I
wanted to give in, say yes, and be with him forever, but it wasn’t so easy.
That choice was potentially a life-or-death decision. Certainly not something
to jump blindly into.
“Forget I asked.” He
kissed the back of my neck. “I don’t want to pressure you. I just want to feel
you next to me.”
Call it selfishness
if you want, but I‘d never been the kind of girl who changed for anyone—or any
man. Love me for who I am, or don’t have
me at all. That’s the way I’ve always operated. But Aiden was a different
case. How could I deny this man? With him, I wanted to be the perfect woman,
but that meant I would have to change more than just my hairstyle; I’d have to
change my species.
The idea of that was
mind-blowingly frightening, to say the least.
I’d been stuck
between two worlds in the last few months, and I felt like I was the odd human
out. My best friend was a vampire and my boyfriend… he was a werewolf. And not
just any werewolf—Aiden’s the interim leader of Boston’s Olde Town pack. To
take the job permanently, he needed a mate. A werewolf mate, and I was a few
fangs and a fur coat shy of that.