A gathering storm of violence is on the horizon. Whispered threats of the Acta Sanctorum’s return have the supernatural world abuzz. Only recently aware of the other world hidden behind our own, Kitara Vanders has barely scratched the surface of what being supernatural truly means. A special woman in her own right, she possesses unique telepathic abilities, gifts that have recently come under the scrutiny of the Acta Sanctorum, a fanatical organization whose mission is to cleanse the world of anything supernatural. Targeted and marked for death, Kitara’s only hope lies with the lethally seductive yet emotionally scarred warrior Nicholas.
Knowing full well the atrocities of which the Acta Sanctorum is capable, Nicholas is all too eager for the battle to begin. Fueled by pain and rage from the loss of his mate, he’s itching for a fight, but one thing stands in his way: Kitara, a beautiful dark-haired woman with unique psychic abilities and an unusual link to the Saints. Despite his resolve to remain focused on his mission, a purely physical relationship binds them together in a way neither of them expected. And when her life hangs in the balance, Nicholas finds his own is teetering on the edge too
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And there it was, the recognition. Her wide eyes locked on
to his fangs. “It is true,” she whispered. Her pulse accelerated so much this
time he thought she might faint. She clutched at her neck and took an unsteady
step backwards.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” Nicholas said in as reassuring
a voice as he could manage, given his level of annoyance.
Her wide eyes met his again for a brief moment before she
turned away.
Great. She has no clue what the Saints actually do, but
she’d been told all about the bloodthirsty vampires. Revealing his fangs might
not have been the smartest idea on his part. Too late to do anything about that
now. “I’m sure Jeremy filled your head with all kinds of crap about my kind. If
I wanted you dead, you would be. Quit acting like I’m some kind of monster.”
“I… just… sorry.” Her eyes flashed to his face again. “May
I?”
What an odd request. No one had ever asked to touch his
teeth before.
“I wouldn’t get too close. I bite.” He teased with a quick
snap of his teeth.
“Is that what happened to the guy in the bar?”
“Don’t ask questions you don’t want the answer to.”
She lifted her hand and gently touched the corner of his
mouth. This small act seemed so intimate, so wrong. Nicholas was not sure he
appreciated the confused emotions it stirred within him and jerked his head
just out of her reach.
“Do they retract?”
What a stupid question. “Why would they?”
“In the stories…”
“I’m not some fictional character, sweetheart. My teeth
don’t magically move around in my jaw. And I don’t sparkle either.”
“Do you… drink blood?”
“You already know these answers. Why do you pretend not to?”
“I don’t know everything.” That, he knew, was the truth. She
had a lot to learn about the supernatural world. But he wasn’t the one to teach
her. He had neither the time nor the desire
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