Bad Boys of the Night: Eight Sizzling Paranormal Romances
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This ebook boxed set features sizzling paranormal romances
by eight New York Times and USA Today best-selling romance authors. Fulfil your
darkest fantasies with alpha-male bad boys of the night in these stories about
vampires, shifters, fallen angels, werewolves, demons, psychic warriors and
ghosts.
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including an excerpt from one of the stories.
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Bad Boys of the Night: Eight Sizzling Paranormal Romances
By Jennifer Ashley, Erin Kellison, Laurie London, Colleen
Gleason, Felicity Heaton, Bonnie Vanak, Caris Roane and Erin Quinn
Featuring…
Bad Wolf
(Shifters Unbound)
by Jennifer Ashley
Wolf Shifter Broderick is stuck looking after his three
younger brothers and a Collar-less Shifter who is driving him crazy, but he’s
putting up with them for Joanne, the human woman he wants to take as mate. When
Broderick is captured, mistaken for a Guardian, it’s Joanne who figures out
that hackers are after the Guardian Network, the database that holds the deep
secrets of Shifters past and present.
Shadow Fall
(Shadow series)
by Erin Kellison
A man with all Custo’s sins isn't cut out to be an angel.
One moment he's fleeing Heaven; the next, he's waking up stark naked, called by
a woman who's afraid of the dark. Shadow gathers around Annabella as she
performs, a magic that allows her to move between worlds. Her abilities attract
a primeval wolf, and it stalks her relentlessly. Custo stops at nothing to keep
her safe, and though danger proves seductive, they fight for redemption and
love.
Warrior’s Heart
(Iron Portal)
by Laurie London
Librarian by day, Zara Kane is a thief by night, stealing
artifacts that belong to her homeland. When she learns a man she once loved has
been wrongly imprisoned, she uses her para-abilities to orchestrate a daring
escape. Vince Crawford isn’t afraid of anything, but when the woman he’s never
stopped loving and the son he never knew he had are threatened by a ruthless
enemy, he will stop at nothing to keep them safe… even if it costs him his
life.
The Vampire Voss
by Colleen Gleason
In 19th Century London, vampires live alongside the
uppercrust members of Society...
Even after centuries of lust, hedonism, and women, Voss,
rarely finds himself bored. He is a rogue of the first order who loves nothing
more than a warm woman, excellent vintage, and even a puzzling challenge to
keep his mind active. But when one of his seemingly harmless manipulations sets
him on the path to seduce the beautiful Miss Angelica Woodmore, things become a
little less simple…a lot more passionate…and definitely more complicated.
Hunger
(Vampires Realm Series)
by Felicity Heaton
A vampire assassin hardened by centuries of service, Tor is
a man of discipline and loyalty, never straying from his mission, and has
purged all his weaknesses, including his emotions. But the moment he meets the
broken, fiery female he is to escort to Oslo, something dangerous awakens in
him, something possessive and powerful, and when he is pulled into a deadly
game of cat and mouse with the man who betrayed her, Tor discovers he will do
anything to protect the woman slowly claiming his heart and give her the
vengeance she desires—even break all the rules.
The Mating Challenge
(Werewolves of Montana)
by Bonnie Vanak
Alpha werewolf and ranch owner Aiden Mitchell desires the
curvy, vivacious Nikita Blakemore, alpha female of the Blakemore pack. He will
have her as his mate and no other. To force her hand, Aiden maneuvers her into
hosting a Mating Challenge, the ultimate warrior competition for werewolves,
where males fight for the right to mate and breed with a female alpha. Fiercely
protective of his future mate, Aiden will do anything to make her his own, even
fight to the death...
Dark Flame
(Flame Series)
by Caris Roane
Committed to the rule of law, vampire Border Patrol Officer
Robert Brannick falls hard for a beautiful fae woman who illegally seduces him
in his dreams…
Diablo Springs
by Erin Quinn
When she escaped Diablo Springs years ago, Gracie Beck swore
she’d never return. But all that changes on the night of her grandmother’s
death when Diablo Springs lures Gracie’s teenage daughter to its treacherous
border. Gracie races to the rescue—only to find herself trapped in the
undercurrent of a hundred year old curse and the menacing spirits that still
terrorize the town. She isn’t prepared
to deal with Reilly Alexander—a man from her past who she’s never forgotten—at
the same time. Reilly is determined to
help Gracie and prove his to love to her, but they’ve come to a dangerous place
where every lurking shadow should be feared...
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EXCERPT
FROM HUNGER
BY FELICITY HEATON
The remaining three weakling vampires snarled and launched
themselves as one at her. Eve did her best to block each blow they threw, her
forearms taking the brunt of their wrath, and tried to get some attacks of her
own in. They were relentless, driving her backwards, crowding her and making it
impossible for her to escape.
She bit her tongue to silence her cries as claws cut and
fists slammed, each blow weakening her a little more.
She couldn’t die yet. She needed peace. She needed to make
the bastard pay.
It couldn’t end here. Now.
A cry escaped her as sharp talons sliced through her right
biceps and she dropped her only weapon.
A deep male voice rolled over her like a storm, his foreign
tongue dark and sinister.
The three vampires crowding her eased back and turned as one
to face the newcomer. Eve withdrew, clutching her arm. Blood spilled from
between her fingers and the ever-present hunger grew worse, bringing out her
fangs as it demanded she taste the sweet, coppery liquid.
A fifth male melted out of the shadows at the entrance of
the club, a six-foot-five wall of lethal muscle and deadly grace, his face
obscured by the hood of his oversized black sweatshirt. Calm laced with malice
rolled off him and she felt his gaze flicker to her.
A hot shiver went through her in response to the intense
feeling, the incredible awareness that shot an arrow straight through her heart
and made the rest of the room fall away in an instant, drawing every shred of
her focus to him.
He calmly set his black duffle down on the bar and strode
forwards with purpose, his black army boots loud on the wooden floor. She felt
his eyes leave her. The room crashed back into existence and air rushed into
her lungs again.
The low lights flickered over the lower half of his face,
giving tantalising glimpses of firm, sensual lips and a defined jaw. The corner
of those lips quirked, a split-second shift that she would have missed had she
not been staring so intently at them.
Panic began as a low thrumming in her belly, a turbulent
swirling that made her take another step back for each one he advanced, placing
more distance between them. The malice and darkness he emanated grew stronger
and her instincts warned her away, screamed that she stood no chance against
this newcomer.
He was stronger than the other four combined.
Stronger than Oneiric.
Her panic exploded into outright fear as the man reached
behind his back, whipped out a black pistol and fired off a round, nailing the
vampire she had tagged as the leader between his eyes. His head snapped
backwards, blood spraying from the gaping wound in the back of his skull, and
he fell into a table, crushing it under him.
The other two rushed the man.
They didn’t stand a chance.
He took the first out with lethal efficiency, kicking him
hard in the balls and then catching him with a diagonal uppercut as he doubled
over, snapping his neck.
Eve stood frozen to the spot, unsure what to make of the
deadly new combatant, and unsure whether he was friend or foe.
She hoped to God he wasn’t foe.
She wasn’t even sure he was a vampire. Her scrambled senses
said that he was but he didn’t fight like any vampire she had ever met. None of
them had used guns for a start, and none of them fought dirty as this man did.
The remaining male bravely faced off against him,
brandishing both of her fallen knives.
It didn’t help him.
The huge male cupped his hands and stepped forwards, nothing
more than a blur as he closed the distance between him and the remaining
vampire. He slapped his hands over the vampire’s ears, the crack as they
connected startling her into moving, placing even more distance between them.
The vampire unleashed an agonised snarl and thrust with one of the blades. The
man sidestepped, caught his arm and twisted it hard, bringing his other hand
down in a devastating blow that shattered the bone.
The vampire’s agonised snarl became a scream.
The man calmly grabbed him by his throat, pressed his free
hand against his face, and shoved forwards, snapping his head backwards and
breaking his neck.
Eve took another step backwards, towards the door to the
back rooms. Maybe she should have made a break for the exit while the man had
been occupied with neatly defeating three vampires in under three minutes.
He advanced on her, the sense of malice coming from him not
abating. If anything, it was getting stronger.
When he reached the gunshot victim, he casually crouched
over him and ruthlessly snapped his neck, twisting hard enough that the crack
was audible and sickening, making her own spine ache in response and her
stomach turn. He rose to his feet, his backdrop a vision of darkness as the
vampires began to turn to ashes, and approached her, silent but not wary.
Confidence and danger flowed from him, as if those two words
were created for him alone.
An assassin.
A man bred for the purpose of killing.
She had met men like him in her years as a hunter, but not
on his level.
Eve backed off another step and hit the wall beside the door
to the back rooms.
The man continued his advance, each step closer he came only
making her more aware of how immense he was as she had to tilt her head back to
keep her unsteady gaze on what she could see of his face.
Oneiric appeared beside her and the man halted his approach.
“I dealt with all the ones out the back. Are you alright?”
Oneiric said in a low voice, his crimson gaze never leaving the newcomer.
Eve kept her eyes locked on him too and nodded. “Sustained a
few injuries but they’re healing. I took one down, and… well… he handled the
rest. Any idea what they wanted?”
She waited, curious and a little afraid, as the male shifted
his focus to Oneiric.
“I imagine it was the usual grudge against our kind. My ones
had a few choice things to say about us.” Oneiric moved closer to her, a
protective gesture by the vampire who called himself her father, one that she
appreciated.
“It must get tiring. You think they would get bored of
killing themselves.” She glanced at him, catching his brief smile.
They had spent hours discussing how foolish the weakling
vampires were, those with muddied blood that made them far less powerful than
vampires of the seven pure bloodlines. They often attacked pureblood vampires.
Oneiric had called it suicide. She had to agree. As a hunter, she had seen
weaklings picking fights with purebloods and it always ended the same. A gruesome
death for the weakling.
She pressed her palms against the wall behind her, clinging
to it for support as her tired body threatened to give out under the stress of
the fight and the presence of the assassin.
Whenever his focus leaped to her, she felt the full extent
of his power and it pressed down on her. Oneiric had warned such a thing would
happen around stronger members of the seven pure bloodlines and she hadn’t
believed him until now.
This vampire was more powerful than any she had met. What
did he want with her father? Had he just been passing and had sensed the fight,
and had come to help them? Or did he have business at the club? He would make
one hell of a bouncer.
Her father eyed the ashes of the vampires and then the man
before them.
“I thought Lilith would be the one to come for Eve,” Oneiric
said and Eve swallowed hard.
This man couldn’t possibly be her escort.
She wasn’t going anywhere with him.
The towering male said nothing in response. He simply stuck
his gun down the back of his black jeans and then casually pushed his hood
back.
Eve’s breath left her in a rush.
Piercing glacial blue eyes held fast on Oneiric, the pale
white-blond eyebrows above them drawing down, causing them to narrow and
intensify. The man was handsome, not at all as she had expected, but radiated
danger too, a sense of deadliness that his appearance could easily belie.
She had never thought she would face a vampire and think
they were beautiful. Her body heated, her blood turning to liquid fire at the
sight of him, a startling reaction that she couldn’t control.
He glanced at her and then his cold eyes shifted back to
Oneiric.
Eve could only stare at the contradiction before her. No
doubt he made the perfect assassin. His looks distracted her from the darker
side she could feel in him—the vast coldness—and the dangerous side she had
witnessed—the lethal, efficient killer. His pale eyes glittered with
intelligence as they held Oneiric’s, filled with a calculating edge that made
her feel he was five steps ahead of them, already predicting the outcome of
every move he made or thing he said.
Here was the kind of man that nothing slipped past. Not even
the smallest detail. He was dangerous because of that, and confident too. He
knew himself and his skills, and that he could take down both Oneiric and her
without breaking a metaphorical sweat. That scared her a little, but didn’t
stop her from feeling drawn to him. If anything, it only pulled her deeper
under his spell.
The man he was inside lent a rough edge to his beauty that
made him masculine. Probably the closest definition to male she had ever met. A
feral, deadly devil wrapped in the guise of an angel.
She had never seen anything like him, and knew she never
would again.
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