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My name is Alana Devereaux. I am an elite Cantati Forces Lieutenant from Earth’s desolate future. I was sent back through time to save your world. My mission to stop the Mutari faltered. Demons infiltrated our world when the walls between Earth and Infernus fell. Millions died in the first volleys.
The Mutari changed me on an elemental level and my new powers scare the bloody daylights out of me. Formorian Hunters are closing in on my trail with a singular goal, to enact the death warrant placed on my head by their Queen. Now I am running for my life, on a quest to discover a way to kill an immortal on a power trip, stuck between mortal enemies, and everyone else wants me dead.
In the twenty-four hours since the Mutari, Gaelen, my sexy Fae prince partner with the body of a god and the attitude of an angry bear, had dragged my prone form all over the world searching for a safe haven. We found one at the edge of frozen tundra as far north as we dared go.
As if my mind conjured him, Gaelen slid his strong muscular arms around my belly, pulling up the confines of his black T-shirt I had slept in.
“Why aren’t you in bed?” Gaelen’s deep voice rumbled low next to my ear as he nuzzled my neck. His softer-than silk blond hair wafted against my cheek, while his hands caressed my flesh.
“Can’t sleep, but you go ahead.” I bit my lip, trying to keep the moan from escaping. His teeth teased the sensitive skin below my right ear. My eyes slid shut, thrilling at the feel of his shadow beard as it grazed my neck. Tendrils of desire scorched a path wherever he touched. The man was a drug to my senses, a drug I wanted to imbibe, overindulge in, again and again until we were both spent.
We had not exchanged any words regarding our feelings toward each other. Put in perspective, none were needed. He showed me that I mattered, gave up his world for me, defied his mother with his go-fuck-yourself attitude that I’d come to admire.
“Come, shower with me, cara,” he murmured in a deep, lust-soaked voice that made my body zing to life. His hands cupped my breasts, and moisture flooded my center. The roughened pads of his fingers grazed my nipples, sending currents of delicious need thrumming into my core. The man touched me, and I was lost. Who was I kidding? When the damn man looked at me with those come-hither crystalline green eyes smoldering with indecent passion, I practically came on the spot. His hands stroked my flesh. The rational part of my brain, the one not attuned to satiating my hunger for him, knew I had to stop him.
My body yearned to acquiesce to his passionate demands. Except I couldn’t. Why did I always complicate things further? Instead of enjoying what he so readily offered, I let words of refusal leave my lips before my brain could retract them. “I’m sorry, I’m not feeling well. Can I have a rain check, though?”
Maggie is a bestselling and award-winning author published in multiple fiction genres. She also writes erotic romance under the name Anya Summers. A total geek at her core, when she is not writing, she adores attending the latest comic con or spending time with her family. She currently lives in the Midwest with her two furry felines.
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The Mystic Series
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The Dungeon Fantasy Club Series
HER HIGHLAND MASTER, Book 1
TO MASTER AND DEFEND, Book 2
TWO DOMS FOR KARA, Book 3
HIS DRIVEN DOMME, Book 4
HER COUNTRY MASTER, Book 5
LOVE ME, MASTER ME, Book 6
SUBMIT TO ME, Book 7
HER WIRED DOM, Book 8
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