After MidnightPrequel to House of the Rising Son
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Improbable love. Impossible life. Immeasurable danger.
Jewell’s stepfather thinks she’s worthless. She agrees. When she looks in the mirror she sees an overweight, overemotional, overeating mess who can’t keep her fangs to herself.
Ria hails from a family of old world vamps who'd be happy to share their wealth with her, if only she’d fall in line. Fat chance, especially since being in that line includes not being gay.
Being in love is easy for Ria and Jewell—the young vampires belong together like vodka and tomato juice. Adding Cheyenne, a talented and sexy incubus, to their union is the hot sauce in their Bloody Mary. The only problem? Vampires and incubi are mortal enemies.
Despite the odds Ria, Jewell and Cheyenne find their way to happiness. But Jewell is hiding a huge secret, one that defies the laws of procreation: She’s going to have a baby.
While she tries to figure out how to break the unbelievable news to her lovers, a horror from Jewell’s past slithers into her present, forcing choices no one should have to make.
Will it be love or death? Happiness or safety? She has until dawn to decide...and it's already After Midnight.
Excerpt
After MidnightPrequel to House of the Rising Son
The
choice between staying in on a Saturday night to clean and going to see
Cheyenne at his first real gig hadn’t been a complicated decision. He was a
world-class rocker who could play the guitar like a fiend and had a voice that
made you feel…everything. Or made you horny. And fuck if she didn’t love him.
Damn incubus.
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She
reached across him and caressed Jewell’s side. Jewell’s eyes opened and she
stared expressionless at the ceiling, hyper-alert to danger. It always took a
few moments after resurrecting for her to remember where she was and who was
with her, but since moving into their new home it seemed to take even longer.
Ria
sighed. She’d do anything if it would help Jewell feel safe enough to die each
dawn and awaken peacefully. “All is well, Babydoll. It’s just me. Time to rise
and twinkle with the stars.”
“Already?”
Jewell scrunched her eyes and blinked as if trying to focus them.
Cheyenne
lay his head on the soft swell of Jewell’s belly. “Didn’t we just go to bed?”
Ria
kissed his back and licked a slow trail down his spine. “Hours ago. Did we
tucker out the poor little sex demon?”
“Not
hardly, dead girl.”
She
grabbed a fistful of his hair and turned him to face her. “That’s undead
girl, thank you.” She bit his lower lip and let it drag between her teeth.
“Show us what you’ve got left.”
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