Blurb:
Six people want her dead.
Lainey
Hargreaves has a secret
that she must keep at all costs. It’s a secret that could change the face of
the earth, forever. But not all secrets can be kept, and when hers begins to
escape, she is certain that death will follow.
There is only one person that can
extricate her from the mess she finds herself in. A vampire.
Mercer is that vampire. His quick, analytical brain will give
them a head start against her assassins, but even he isn’t confident of
success. He needs to discover what Lainey is hiding, unravel her secrets, and
earn her trust. She will need to learn to obey his every order without question
if they are to stand a chance of success.
And the best place to start? In
the bedroom, of course. All women find him irresistible. All women except
Lainey, that is, and she’s going to fight tooth and nail to deny the bright red
spark that blooms between them.
She’s going to lose.
Excerpt:
"You will do as
you're told."
He yanked on the
curl he had captured and she had no choice but to stare at his mesmerising gold
eyes. Swallowing at the invisible lump in her throat, she tried to force her
head away from his dangerous gaze but could not break his hold over her. She
wanted to roar in exasperation, for this mess could rival the Minos Labyrinth.
She felt helpless and frustrated. They were two emotions she had very little
experience with and she preferred it that way.
“Or what?” Lainey
tried to bite back the retort but it was too late, the damage was done. When
the vamp looked down at her, his eyes were rapidly darkening and his face was
contorting with anger. She swallowed hard knowing she’d pushed him too far.
Instinctively trying to back up, the wall was unforgiving and she smacked her
head against it. His head was coming towards hers yet there was not a thing she
could do about it. Wanting to scream, all that came out of her mouth was a
pathetic little squeak.
He didn’t stop until
his forehead rested against hers, his breath blowing heated little flutters
against her lip. Her pulse immediately rocketed into orbit and her senses fled.
She was only aware of his tempting soft lips, and a great urge to kiss them.
For a second, she had a strangled moment of indecision, unsure whether she was
willing her body to remain still or urging it to close those last few
millimetres separating her mouth from his. Still stranded in torment, he smiled
at her as if he knew the inner struggle she was having, and finally made the
decision for her.
Pulling back
abruptly, he put some distance between them by slamming both of his
outstretched arms on either side of her head. It made her jump. Eyes which had
licks of red and orange flames resting in their depths connected once again
with hers, and although he was a little further away this time, it didn’t make
him seem any less intimidating.
“A nice punishing
kiss would probably keep you in line for a couple of days, I think. Should I
bruise those soft sweet lips of yours and train them to worship mine? I have a
feeling though that once I get a taste for you there’ll be no going back. Then
again, seeing a lovesick doe-eyed look in those eyes wouldn’t be so bad. What
do you say?” He unleashed the full power of his smile upon her and whilst there
was no warmth behind it, Lainey got the message.
“No,” she whispered,
immediately understanding what he had threatened. “I’ll do whatever you say, no
questions asked.” She could not be bitten under any circumstances.
He huffed out a
breath, and slowly removed his hands from the wall. Lainey sighed with relief
as she had a little breathing space back but something akin to disappointment
washed through her veins, and it horrified her. She could not feel this way,
especially anywhere near a vampire.
“Well, I guess that
spoiled all my fun for the evening,” he said regretfully. “But it should make
the next couple of days rather interesting because at the first sign of
disobedience, I’m claiming my kiss, Miss Hargreaves. Are we clear?” He raised
an eyebrow and gave her a lopsided grin.
Lainey shuddered.
“Crystal.”
“Good.”
“Who are you?” There
was a hint of fear in her voice.
“My name is Mercer.”
“Mercer who?” Lainey
pushed her hands against his chest and he backed up a little bit, allowing her
a chance to examine him.
“That’s all you need
to know."
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