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Renae Gioli isn’t looking for adventure but it finds her in the form of an Italian speaking man named Alexandre DiMassone. The moment she hears his voice in a crappy dive bar she’s entranced. His strange behavior on the dance floor leaves her hot, wanting, and scared.
He’s captivated by her eyes and even as he fights it the vampire can’t help himself. Can he push aside his jaded attitude and embrace what Fate has given him before he loses her? His obsession spells trouble and lust for her. Kidnapping her was never in the cards, but he doesn’t have the willpower to let her walk away.
Rogue vampires, cougar shifters, and more intrude on their time. Can she forgive him for forcing his will on her and changing her entire life in a single bite? His arrogance knows no bounds but she catches a glimpse of the confusion beneath.
A Siren Erotic Romance
“Geez, Meg. You couldn’t pick someplace a little more our style for tonight? This place is oozing desperation.” Renae stared at the building and grimaced. The shack thumped with music so loud her molars shook while they sat in her car in the parking lot. The structure might have been brick, or adobe, or just twigs held together with twine and bubblegum for all she knew. At the moment, it looked like a condemned building waiting for a wrecking ball to wipe it mercifully off the face of the earth. Dirty windows were held together by a spiderweb of duct tape. There were shingles missing from the roof and at least three busted lights along the front. The whole thing screamed, “Go back before it’s too late.”
“You, my dear, are a spoilsport. This is one of the jumpingest places around here. And, I have it on good authority that there is a very, very hot guy who sings on Friday nights.” Meg smirked as she climbed out of the car. “See, I brought you to a show, not just a bar.”
“Whatever, but if we get mugged I am completely blaming you for the rest of our lives.”
“You are so cute when you’re grumpy.”
“Shut up, Meg.” Renae sighed as she climbed out of her car. She brushed her hands down the long tweed skirt she’d thrown on. “Let’s go.”
The two walked toward the door and Renae swore she saw a rat or two running from the building like they even knew it was a deathtrap. The girls had been to some seedy places before, but this one really took the cake. They approached the unmanned door. The peeling paint and dented exterior didn’t do a thing to boost her confidence in the establishment. She grabbed the handle and pulled the heavy door open. Immediately she was engulfed in the smells of a bar—beer, wing sauce and smoke. The music became exponentially louder and washed over her ears, deadening them slightly and setting up a nice ringing deep in her head.
A hand tugged mercilessly on her arm and when she turned to scowl, she found Meghan grinning from ear to ear. She mouthed something, but Renae wasn’t good at reading lips, and there was no way to hear her friend over the cacophony of sounds. With a tug and a push, Meg maneuvered them inside the door. The smells and noise didn’t improve with the few steps they took.
Renae wasn’t impressed. They weaved their way through overheated bodies, most smelling unpleasant. Nothing in the place gave her any reason to stay. At least not until a deep male voice rang out into the room. Her body reacted immediately. Her heartbeat sped and her stomach fluttered. Oh. My. The voice wasn’t just deeply male. It was commanding, arousing, and utterly irresistible. Her feet moved her into the crowded bar, and toward the tiny stage without her conscious thought. With the first glimpse of the blond god singing into the microphone, her brain collapsed in on itself and disconnected. She couldn’t have told anyone the words that were coming from his perfectly formed mouth, but she definitely could have described every inch of his face.
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