Hi everyone! I have a stop on the Tamin The Hunted blog tour today. There is an excerpt from the book and a giveaway for you all.
Taming the Hunted
By: Larisa Anderson
Marian is a hunter of night creatures. She stalks and stakes vampires, isn’t afraid of the odd silver bullet if a werewolf turns rogue and is perfectly happy with her complete lack of social life. So when a staking goes wrong and she finds herself having to be rescued from a man she can’t seem to take her eyes off, she decides she may as well just go along for the ride. But Gabriel isn’t all that he seems. Attacked in the dead of night Marian must fight to retain her identity. If Gabriel can keep her alive long enough for them to get justice they might just realize that sometimes opposites attract in the best ways.
Gabriel's hand shot out as if to steady Marian, but instead dropped to trace the length of her arm. A trail of fire followed his contact. As he reached the tips of her fingers, he paused before letting his hand drop to his side. Her body slumped, wanting to follow that tantalizing hand back to its owner. One thing stopped her, her mind remained clear; he wasn't controlling her as he'd tried to do earlier. He must have felt secure with her in this building.
"Why did you bring me here, to what I assume is your house?" She had to find out more about this man and this place if she hoped to get home in one piece.
He nodded. "You passed out and since I don't know where you live, I thought it best to bring you here until you felt better."
He watched her as he lowered himself into a chair on one side of the room. Her gaze moved to the bulge in his slacks. A gust of air pushed from her lungs as she tried to clear her head.
"What?" she asked when he didn't appear to want to share his thoughts. Her hand slipped to the small of her back where she gripped the comforting flat hilt of her silver dagger.
"You're quite fascinating when you sleep."
He slid deeper in the chair, his lips parted as if he tasted her in the air, those large hands flexed over his taut stomach.
"You watched me! That's so…" Hot, sweet, sexy, weird. "Weird."
"Who is Lione?" he asked, not looking disturbed about invading her personal time.
"None of your business. And for the record, pal," she snapped, crossing the room and jabbing a finger in his chest. "No more watching me. My dreams are my business." She knew she talked in her sleep and shuddered at the thought of what he may have heard.
"So you intend on staying here again?" He grinned, showing a wide mouth full of almost sharp, white teeth, cased in broad lips.
Marian felt her face heat and took an unconscious step back. His eyes sparkled in the artificial light of the city and she noticed for the first time that they were yellow, not light brown, but yellow like a lion. She leaned toward him, coming within inches of his face. Realizing what she was doing, she shook herself. His hands were faster than her resolve. Before she could move away from him, he grasped her face, pausing for just a moment before pressing his lips hard against hers.
A librarian by day, author by night. There's nothing better than curling up with a good book on a cold Australian winter night, especially one that I have written myself where I get to control every kiss and caress.
I write stories that make me laugh, because life needs a little humor and a lot of spice. My heroes are strong and my ladies know how to take charge, even if they get a little distracted along the way.
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