If vampires aren't real, what did she just kill? Cadence never thought about vampires until one night when an encounter changed her life forever. When her friend is taken by a stranger, Cadence knows he is dangerous, so she follows. Moments later, she finds herself holding his head, and her friend is dead. Except she's not alone. A man appears out of nowhere and insists she runs. The monster has friends--the blood sucking kind. And now, they are coming for her. Swept into a world full of creatures she never dreamt of, Cadence has a choice. Can she outrun the vampires, or should she follow the advice of the sexy man who warned her in the woods and now insists she transform into a vampire hunter? Will Cadence escape the bloodsuckers on her tail as she enters the world of vampires? Follow her adventure as Cadence Findley leaves her life as a college student to become a vampire hunter.
"We really should do something fun while you are all in town," Drew Peterson exclaimed as she plopped herself down on a giant pink bean bag chair near the window in Cadence Findley's bedroom. The rest of her friends were strewn about the room already; Taylor Christianson and Sydney Cox on the bed, Jon Chancellor and Kash Donatello in the two small chairs across the room, Jack Cook slumped against the wall next to the chairs.
How many times had they all crashed here during high school? Now that all of them except for Drew, the baby of the group, had graduated from high school and gone on with their lives, these times were much rarer, and it had occurred to Cadence more than once that evening that this may be the last time she had her gang all together.
While her friends continued their idle chatter, Cadence sat in front of her computer screen, trying to finish the last two pages of her English paper. Professor Martin was such a jerk for giving them homework over Thanksgiving break! If she could just get this done, she would finally be able to enjoy her friends' company, rather than haphazardly chiming in from time to time and occasionally shooting annoying glances in their direction when they got a little overzealous in their enjoyment of a week free from school.
The group was a bit of an eclectic collection of personalities. Cadence was never quite sure what the glue was that kept them together, though Taylor insisted that Cadence was the glue. She didn't think so. With her long brown hair, large brown eyes, and perfectly proportioned facial features, she had been fairly popular in high school. Yet, she had always felt there was something different about herself, like she never quite fit in with the rest of the kids in school. She had participated in extracurricular activities, like cheerleading and choir. She had attended the dances and pretended to care about what others thought of her hair and her clothes. But at the end of the day, she always felt that the worries of high school were nothing compared to the "real" world. When she graduated last May, there was no question she was going away to college. She would have liked to have gone even farther than the University of Iowa in Iowa City, but they offered her a pretty nice scholarship, and she took it. And it wasn't so far away that she couldn't drive back to her hometown of Shenandoah for holidays such as this.
None of her friends had gone with her. In fact, she and Jack had broken off their two-year long relationship because he did not want her to go. He had already signed on to play baseball for the Nebraska Cornhuskers-a pretty big deal-and was hoping that he would show up "big man on campus" with his pretty little lady on his arm. But Cadence had other plans for her life, and his insistence that she follow him to Lincoln had ended their relationship, though they had somehow managed to remain friends, something that Cadence was thankful for.
The rest of the group had scattered to other institutes of higher learning, with the exception of Jon who went to work for his father's plumbing company for a bit, hoping to save some money before starting college. And Drew was a senior in high school this year. She had been on the cheerleading squad with the other girls, and though her peppiness was often annoying, she had wedged her way into their group via a short-lived relationship with Kash.
"Cadence, did you hear me?" Drew's chipper voice called from the corner. Cadence had been so preoccupied with finishing her assignment she had no idea what the rest of the group was talking about. "I said, 'Have you ever heard of an Eidolon Festival?'"
Temporarily pulling her eyes away from the computer screen, Cadence turned to address the spunky little blonde. "A what?"
"That's exactly what I just said!" Jack chuckled from his slumped position on the floor.
"It's so cool!" Drew said, bounding up from the floor and crossing to where Cadence sat in front of the computer. "I saw a flyer the other day at this gas station. We've got to check it out!"
"Because a gas station is where I always go to meet my entertainment needs," Jon mumbled sarcastically as Drew shoved her way between Cadence and the computer.
"What are you doing?" Cadence asked, watching helplessly as Drew grabbed the mouse out of her hand and opened up Chrome.
"Okay, so, Miss English Teacher," she said, referring to Cadence's career ambitions, "what does eidolon mean?"
Cadence thought for a moment. She knew she had heard the word before, but she wasn't precisely sure she knew the correct definition. In fact, she would be surprised if Drew knew. She wasn't exactly known for her broad vocabulary.
Taylor was standing behind her chair now, a purple pillow pressed against her chest. "It sounds like a place lazy people go to drink wine if you ask me!"
Drew snorted and rolled her eyes. "It's eye-dol-in not idle-wine!" she exclaimed.
"Isn't it like a ghost or something?" Cadence asked. Drew was frantically searching Google, trying to find more information than what was printed on the flyer from the gas station.
"I've never heard of it before," Kash remarked, "But if it's a party, you can count me in."
"A party about ghosts?" Sydney asked. She was still sitting on the bed but was no longer reclining. She strained her neck to peer across the short distance to Cadence's computer screen.
"It just means a specter or a phantom," Drew proclaimed. "I know, I looked it up on Dictionary.com."
"And that makes you an expert!" Jon added in his typical sarcastic tone.
"I'm not an expert," Drew responded as she continued various searches containing the words "eidolon" and "festival" and "Iowa." "But I would like to be!"
"Well, what did the flyer say?" Taylor asked.
Drew continued to search, now adding the word "secret" into her search criteria. "It was kind of cryptic, for a flyer. It just said something like 'Eidolon gather, Percy's Lot, Villisca, witching hour, November 26th.' I probably wouldn't have even noticed it if I hadn't dropped my keys."
The rest of her friends exchanged questioning glances, but Drew didn't seem to notice. She continued to search as the others drew straws nonverbally to determine who got to ask exactly what Drew meant. Finally, Jon exclaimed, "Explain!"
Drew was used to having to explain herself. She was a bit ditsy at times-most of the time. She sighed in frustration, "I was walking out of the gas station, and I dropped my keys. I bent down to pick them up, and I noticed a red scrap of paper sticking out from behind a trash can. It was bright red, so it caught my attention. So, I grabbed it and read it. And I had no idea what eidolon meant, but I knew that festival meant party! So, I tried to find out more info on my phone, but I couldn't find anything else out about it. I did find out that eidolon means phantom though, which sounds cool, so I think we should all go. It'll be totally creepy and fun!"
"So, for all you know, this is, like, a private party?" Taylor asked, confused.
"No, I don't think so. It's a festival, and it was a typed flyer, so it's not like someone just wrote a note and dropped it. They want people to go," Drew said a bit defensively.
"Then why don't they advertise it or at least have a website?" Sydney wanted to know.
Drew sighed, tossing the mouse away and crossing back to the bean bag chair. "Come on, guys!" she exclaimed. "All of you are off in college or working, and I'm here going to flippin' high school. I never get to have any fun! Would you please just go with me?"
The friends exchanged looks, but Cadence knew in her heart, if they went to that festival, their lives would change forever.
All fae have a One--One person who strengthens their magic and enriches their life. A perfect mate. So why can't I find mine? What is a fae princess to do when she can't find the prince she's meant to spend the rest of her life with? I have to find him now, for the sake of my kingdom. Evil forces are moving in, and the only way I can come into my full power is to find my perfect mate. If I don't, the magical barrier that protects us will crumble because my magic won't be strong enough to hold it. But... I feel this strange pull to not one, but four different men! What in the world is going on? Can I be mated to all four of these men and still save my kingdom, or will what seems to be an asset turn out to be our undoing? The One is the first in a new reverse harem series by the author of Realm of the Chosen and Ember's Flames.
Late at night, when I think I'm alone, I feel his breath on the side of my face, and I know--he's watching me. Ever since I moved into this ancient mansion to take care of my sick aunt, I've been experiencing strange things. When I discover she has a boarder, a mysterious, sexy artist who lives on the third floor, I think some of that is explained. The bumps in the night. The whispers from the shadows. But once Dalton and I are properly introduced, the strange occurrences don't stop. If anything, they are amplified. When I close my eyes at night, it's his face I see. It's his hands I feel. It's his lips I taste. The more I get to know him, the more I realize I don't know him at all. Dalton's not the kind of man that buys a woman flowers and makes her feel all warm and fuzzy. No, he's the kind of man your mama would tell you to run from. Cold. Dangerous. Complex. And now that he wants me, I learn he is more than that. Possessive. Controlling. Diabolical. I should leave this place before it's too late, but I know I can't. Whatever it is that's sunk it's fangs into him, it has me, too. He has me, too. For better or worse. 'Til death... Whispers of the Devil is a dark romance which some readers may find disturbing. Proceed with caution.
Indebted to the Mafia Blurb āWell, are you going to do it or not?ā I keep my chin held high, but inside, Iām trembling. āDo what?ā the mafia king asks me, a smug look on his face. āWhat you paid for.ā I bite my bottom lip, wondering if I can handle him. I am a virgin, after all. He snickers at me, and then, his mouth is on mine, and heās taking every pennyās worth. *** Eleni Iād do anything to keep my family safe. When I find out a mobster is trying to kill everyone I love because of a debt, I sacrifice myself and end up on an auction block. When I find myself owned by Dante Cattaneo, I donāt know if Iāve been saved or sent straight to hell. Dante Sheās gorgeous and scares as hell, even though sheās trying not to show it. My number one rule is to never let my weakness show, but from the moment I see her face, I know I have to have her. And if anyone finds out how I feel about her, Iām screwed. Dive into this steamy, dark, mafia romance now!
The morning after the Haze, I open my eyes expecting to see the love of my life, my fated mate. Instead, I see... HIM! "This can't be happening!" *** Would you rather live in a world where the impossible is possible or the possible is impossible? Blanca faces an uncertain future when she finds she's mated to the one man she never thought could be her mate. If Kieran is her mate, then her entire life is a lie. Since she's been abused her whole life, that might be a good thing. But this is... wrong on so many levels. Will Blanca find out the truth about her real identity--or be banished from her pack forever? If you like love with a twist, give this one a chance--don't quit too soon, or you'll never find out Blanca's secret!
"Kane stays unmoving, and I realize heās barely breathing. I donāt think he needs oxygen to stay alive, so thatās not too surprising, but I canātā figure out why he is so still. His hand at my waist is so very close to my breastbone, the longing for him to slide it up only a few inches, to touch me in places no one ever has before, has a gasp leaving my lips. I have to bite down again to keep from moaning, and he hasnāt even kissed me yet." Emory I was born to be the Alpha of my pack, my father's first born daughter. But now... I am here, in the castle of our greatest enemy, the Vampire King. I should hate Kane Alexander, but the more time I spend with him, the more I long for him in ways I cannot understand. I am not here to be his lover, though. I am here to be his feeder, to satisfy his hunger, his thirst for blood. But even before his lips graze my skin the first time, I know I would give myself to him in every way imaginable if only he should ask. Kane I long to taste the wolf shifter, but not her blood, her body... her essence. I want her in every way imaginable. But I'm already betrothed to marry another blood-born vampire, and if I call that off, I have resigned my kingdom to yet another war. There has to be a way to keep Emory Moonraker as my feeder but not claim her in my bed. I just haven't figured it out yet, and every time I look into her jade eyes, I forget everything and everyone but her. But I have enemies, and every moment she spends here in my home, Castle Graystone, she's in danger. I can protect her, but at what cost? Am I willing to risk everything to make her mine? Or should I put my duty to my kingdom first? The Vampire King's Feeder is a romance with vampires and wolf shifters. It is for mature readers only.
Prince Rafe leans over me, holding himself up on one elbow as he gazes at my face. I feel his eyes wandering over every surface from my brow to my eyes, down my nose, to my lips and chin, and then returning to hold my gaze for a second. The small smile at the corner of his mouth makes me think he likes what he sees. His hand is cool when it brushes a loose curl from my cheek, but I donāt jerk away from him. I have no idea whatās going on. I donāt understand why Iām here. I donāt know what will happen tomorrow. It seems like a lot of powerful people want meādead or alive. And yet, all I can think about right now is how badly I want this vampireās hands on my body. *** I live in a desolate village on the edge of the Vampire Kingās lands. This used to be wolf shifter territory, but now, we are just trying to survive. When I mess up and find myself in a culling, I know Iām dead. No wolf shifters ever survive these events. And after the stunt I pulled in the middle of the village, Prince Rafe probably wants me dead. Is it a good thing or a bad thing when a vampire looks at you like youāre a snack? Something tells me, once I reach the castle, Iāll be missing my miserable existence in the village. But thenāit turns out I have no freaking idea who I even am, and when the royals start referring to me as Princess Ainslee, I realize my life is about to take a turnāfor better or worse. From the author of The Alpha Kingās Breeder, One Weekend with the Billionaire, and Shared by the Sexy Billionaire Twins.
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
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