By Kitty Thomas
Nicole has been fortunately married to special shot lawyer, Dominic Rose for ten years, yet quickly after their anniversary he grows cold—as if she doesn’t exist. in the meantime, one other guy has been pursuing her some distance too carefully for comfort.
August Corinth is a six-hundred-year-old vampire, cursed to kill and undergo the soreness of his sufferers every one evening until eventually he can locate the only lady who can face up to his thrall, his blood mate. as soon as he’s stumbled on her, there are not any strains he won’t go to assert the promised salvation whether it capacity eliminating every thing and everybody she loves.
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Summer had never asked for more information than that, and the witch had never spoken of it again. She was certain she had a book about the more sordid sides of magic, though. While it was not talked about in public, one of the things magic-wielders were most often approached about in the smaller villages and communities was love. Love, and matters more carnal. It quickly instilled a far more casual relationship with perversion in the witches and wizards than what general society could stomach.
She had not been able to find a husband either. Eventually, she had not wanted to. For those who understood how to make the right bargains and maintain control, there was far more pleasure to be gained from summoning and controlling various creatures. Summer had never asked for more information than that, and the witch had never spoken of it again. She was certain she had a book about the more sordid sides of magic, though. While it was not talked about in public, one of the things magic-wielders were most often approached about in the smaller villages and communities was love.
Sexual prowess? Power in exchange for your soul? Control of an enemy or loved one’s mind? ” Summer raised an eyebrow at the latter, but shook her head. “No, I need... The first thing you suggested. ” The succubus smiled, whatever infernal powers she possessed apparently having told her this already. The smile was knowing, and Summer already hated it. ” “My servitude for a full day and night, when I am no longer for this world,” said Summer. It was not exactly the wording she had been taught, but she felt it encompassed things better.
Blood Mate by Kitty Thomas