Thursday, May 29, 2014


Release Date: May 27, 2014




Kaleb “Hawk” Tepes, as president of the

Sons of Sangue and descendant of Vlad III, needs to keep his head focused on club business. Trouble is

someone wants to divest him of it for a crime he committed against his vampire predecessors. He can’t

afford distractions, especially those that come in the form of a five-foot-two sprite named Suzi, who

once belonged to his nephew. In a moment of weakness, he makes a snap decision that can only spell

trouble. Now faced with the one person who wants him dead, Kaleb must make the ultimate sacrifice

or chance losing the only woman he truly desired forever.

Suzi Stevens has

tried hard to put her past behind her and move forward. The one man she yearns for over all others,

believes her to be nothing but cold-hearted. Hearing that someone has tried to behead him, she shelves

past prejudices and rushes to his side, needing to see for herself that he’s all right. What she doesn’t

count on is Hawk’s demand to take her as his personal blood donor. Now forced to endure his company,

she fears losing her heart for all eternity to the one person who has the power to crush her.



“I didn’t come here to bring up old wounds.”

“Then why are you here?"

“Because I fooled myself into thinking I cared…” She stopped herself from saying about you. “I heard about Wheezer and Red Dot. I had to come to see if you were all right. I’m sorry now that I did. I should’ve let you wallow in your self-hatred.”

He stared hard at her, enough so she wished she could read what was going on behind those black hypnotic eyes. She wasn’t sure if he wanted to leap the counter and strangle her, or kiss her senseless.

Though she preferred the latter, Suzi knew the repercussions of those actions would crush her. Before she could stop him, he vaulted the bar effortlessly and now stood mere inches from her. She could smell Jack Daniel’s on him, that and his intoxicating musk. Her heart nearly leapt from her chest.

Kaleb leaned in, his nose brushing the soft skin beneath her right ear, causing a flutter in her lower abdomen. His canines scraped across the delicate flesh, telling her he was a hairsbreadth away from biting her.

“I find I’m ravenous.”

“Your problem, not mine.” Suzi stiffened her spine, ready for him to do as he desired regardless of her wishes. “I didn’t come here to offer you nourishment.”

His right arm snaked around her, keeping her from fleeing. The fingers of his free hand toyed with the glass vial. “You’re a donor. You offer me what I need.”

“I can’t stop you from feeding.”

“I hear a but in there.”

“I’m retired.”

Kaleb stood back, releasing Suzi to stare down at her. Then he chuckled. His mirth misplaced given the situation.

“I don’t find that funny.”

“No?” He raised one black brow. “I find that rich. Suzi Stevens who offered her blood up to any Son who asked.”

Her brows drew together. “It’s what a donor does.”

“Yes, their blood … but not always do they spread their thighs.”

“I am so done here. Go fuck yourself, Hawk.”

When she turned to leave, Kaleb gripped her wrist and spun her back into his hold so that her back nestled against the erection he didn’t try to conceal. She knew he might not like it, might even hate the idea, but he desired her.

“I told you, I’m hungry,” he whispered. His warm breath passed over the shell of her ear. An ache settled between her thighs. She’d die first.

“And I told you I retired myself.”

“Then I just un-retired you.”

And with that, he sank his fangs into the soft spot just beneath her ear.

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