CREAM
by Zenobia Renquist
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BLURB:
What do a four hundred-year-old
vampire and a mid-level necromancer have in common? Money. Jeliyah needs it to
pay off the people who trained her and Teaghan enjoys killing to get it.
Together they hunt rogue vampires—assuming Teaghan can focus on something other
than getting her in bed and Jeliyah doesn’t put a bullet in him first.
The uneasy partnership promises
to be lucrative until Teaghan and Jeliyah get on the wrong side of a feud.
Jeliyah is forced to use forbidden magic and finds herself bound to a man she
should hate—but whom she can’t stop fantasizing about.
Every second they stay alive
fuels a growing desire Jeliyah is unwilling to deny. Is it the magic? The
danger? The only way to get the answers she craves is to outrun the enemy or
kill them. She knows Teaghan’s preference but it’s Jeliyah who must put their
mind-blowing sex aside and make the choice that will decide both their fates.
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Teaghan kicked the room door
shut behind him and then laid her on the nearest bed. “At least this time
you’re not glowing. Let’s not make a habit of this.”
“I feel the same.”
“Then again…” His gaze wandered
to her breasts.
Images of Teaghan running his
hands over her breasts and teasing her nipples entered her mind. She reared up
and smacked him at the same time she brought her other arm up to guard her
chest.
Teaghan didn’t react except to
grin at her. “You’re flushed, necromancer. Your heart rate jumped too. My
little idea get you all hot and bothered?”
She glared at him.
“No? How about this one?”
A mental picture of Teaghan
yanking off her panties so he could run his tongue over her clit invaded her
mind. The detail was so vivid Jeliyah felt her pussy twitch in anticipation.
Damn the man and this stupid mental connection. It might be one way, but she
had access to his thoughts and now he wasn’t trying to hide them. “You can’t do
that without an invitation.”
“So invite me.”
“Shouldn’t you be going to
sleep? The sun is up.”
“Sun’s got nothing to do with
me.” He moved closer, planting his hands on either side of her legs and leaning
into her. “Invite me.”
Jeliyah scooted back off the
bed and away from him. Once on her feet, she said, “Don’t get all cocky just
because I took some of your blood, vampire. I told you that was a one-time
thing and not to get ideas.”
“Yeah, I heard you but,” he
hopped the bed and crowded her against the wall, “here’s the thing. You could
have gotten the same results by asking me to open a vein. A simple prick to the
finger for a few drops of blood would have sufficed. You kissed me,
necromancer.”
“It was a split-second
decision. Back off.” She clutched the necrome at her throat and said, “Shield.”
Teaghan laughed as the shield
expanded to include him. “Forget something important, did you? Your necromes
recognize me now. I’m not a threat.”
Shit. She’d forgotten one of
the major side effects of Recognize. Her necromes—and any others made from her
blood—no longer worked against Teaghan. There was no way to deactivate Recognize
either, just like an invitation once given.
She shoved at his chest but he
kept leaning forward until his lips were close to hers.
He said, “Let’s talk about that
kiss.”
“It was spur of the moment. It
meant nothing.”
“Care to test that theory?”
“You can’t. I haven’t invited
you.”
“Kissing is the one thing I
don’t need an invitation to do.” He pushed his lips against hers as he forced
her hands over her head and pressed his body closer.
Jeliyah couldn’t turn from the
kiss, though she tried. This wasn’t fair. Vampires needed permission to enter a
person’s body. Why didn’t that extend to kissing? And why was she giving in to
his kiss?
About the Author:
Zenobia Renquist lives in her
imagination. When not traveling through her fantasy worlds, she can be found in
Hawaii living with her husband and two cats.
She is an Air Force brat turned
Air Force wife, which means she’s accustomed to travel and does it whenever
possible (so long as she doesn’t have to fly). Her favorite pastime is
torturing her characters on their way to happily-ever-after for the enjoyment
of her readers.
On the few occasions her muse
flees the scene of the crime, Zenobia likes to read (comics, manga, and
romance), go to the movies, play a few levels of whichever puzzle game has
hijacked her interest or experiment with a new chain maille weave.
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Love the cover and excerpt sounds like an amazing read
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