Half-demon Jessie Garrett longs to liberate herself from the debt she owes the demon yearning to seduce her. When Jeremy asks for her help, she jumps at the chance to make a new deal with him—one that will guarantee her freedom. The only catch? She has to send the soul of a werewolf to Hell.
As if Jessie didn’t have enough trouble in her life, her vampire lover remains out of the country. After Drake fails to offer an explanation as to why he hasn’t returned, she starts to wonder if she should move on without him. But when he finally shows up and defends his absence, his justification stuns and terrifies her.
Love, trust, and loyalty are on the line. Torn between her feelings for her vampire boyfriend, a hot Alpha wolf, and a demon vowing to protect her, Jessie must figure out her heart’s true desires and the best course of action to stay alive.
Warning: This book contains vulgar language, violence, and graphic sex.
Note: This book was originally published in 2010, and then again in 2015. The story hasn’t changed.
I sat on the floor of my fancy suite with my back against the sofa, drinking my third bottle of expensive vodka. One minute, I hated the world and everyone, especially men. The next, I wanted to ball my eyes out over being alone. Remote in one hand and bottle in the other, I flipped through the channels, searching for something violent, something horrific, or something that would appease my inner demon. One thing I knew for sure was that I hated Jeremy.
The time on the news channel showed it was past 1:00 a.m. Thanks to my pity party, I'd drowned into a world I hadn't seen in a long time—not since college when Christopher and I split. Men—couldn't live with them and couldn't live without them. And turning into a lesbian wouldn't work for me. I needed a man to hold me, kiss me, and love me in the most passionate way. Why couldn't I find such a man?READ MORE
I gulped down another fourth of the bottle. The fiery liquor raised my temperature. Sweat beaded on my face and neck. As I lowered the bottle to my side, everything in the room started spinning while all worries and cares drifted away. Hell yeah, I was feeling damn good!
Hearing the click of the adjoining room door, I turned my head. The room spun, but I managed to see two figures. They headed toward me.
"Wanna drink?" I held up the bottle as an offering. Two seconds later, I withdrew my offer. Screw sharing.
Jeremy squatted at my side. His body moved sideways and I busted out in laughter.
"Are we in an earthquake?" The words came out slurred.
"Is she drunk?" the man behind Jeremy asked.
I leaned sideways to get a look at the man, only my control didn't exist and I nearly crashed into the floor until Jeremy caught me. I laughed, then recognized the person behind Jeremy.
"Hey, I know you," I said, pointing the bottle toward Ryan. "You're Jeremy's werewolf friend. Here, wolfie-wolfie."
"How much has she had?" the werewolf asked.
Jeremy jerked the bottle from my hand.
"Hey, that's mine." I reached for it.
The room tilted and everything moved so fast that I gave up trying to reclaim my bottle before I could fall face-first on the floor.
"Here." I pushed two empty bottles toward him. "You can have these, too. I don't want them anymore."
"Damn!" Ryan shouted. "I don't think we should have left her alone."
I giggled. "I had a great time." I slapped my hand on my thigh. "With me, myself, and I."
Jeremy's fingers grazed my cheek as he brushed aside the hair from my face. "Where did you get the liquor?"
"Your fingers are so warm." The snake tattoo on his arm captured my gaze.
He lifted my chin so my eyes met his. "Where did you get the bottles, Jessie?"
I drew in a deep breath. "I visited the lounge, and the manager served me a bottle. I asked if he'd sell me a couple, but he turned me down." I jerked my chin away from him. Suddenly, the room started moving.
Jeremy put his hands on the sides of my face and brought my gaze back to his. "How did you get the bottles?"
Everything stopped spinning. "I showed him a little ass, and he sold them to me." I smiled.
Ryan chuckled behind Jeremy, but the sound turned into a cough. "Sorry."
I stared into Jeremy's soft brown eyes. "You're a fucker, Jeremy. A mean motherfucker."
His lips pulled into a bright smile. "Now there's the woman I love."
I shoved him and he fell backward on his ass.COLLAPSE