Half-demon Jessie Garrett’s battles seem endless. While Jeremy, the demon out to win her heart, teaches her how to fight, Jessie’s relationship with her vampire lover, Drake, reaches a breaking point. Adding to her struggles, she must defend her life against a group of vampires who consider her a threat to their existence.
Held captive on a remote island with both Drake and Jeremy protecting her, she is tested in ways she’s never imagined. Jessie fights back; only her actions do more harm than good. The group offers her a choice, but no matter what she decides, her life will change forever.
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.
"Drake?" I gave him a questioning look with my brows closing in near my nose.
He approached me, threading his fingers through his long brown hair. His face was tight, his lips pressed together in a thin line. Dark eyes pierced me. "We need to talk."
The tension claiming him had to be a result from my less than appropriate appearance with Jeremy at the karate school.
"Is it about earlier?" I asked.
He stopped in front of me and gripped my shoulders. "What in God's name were you doing without your clothes on?" His tone was deep, full of anger and concern.
"We were fighting. After he broke my neck—"
He growled, and he tightened his grip. "He broke your neck?"
"I made a stupid move—and thatgave him time to remove my clothes. But when my bones healed, I beat the shit out of him. For once, I actually beat him." I smiled, hoping Drake would find my accomplishment as worthy as I did.READ MORE
The tightness in his face ebbed. "You created that bloody mess on his face?"
I lifted a shoulder. "He made me angry when he tried to take advantage of me."
A smile spread across Drake's face. "I hope I never make you that angry."
"Don't give me a reason, and you won't have to worry." Grinning, I recalled times when he had made me angry. After we'd first met, the ancient vamp and I had many communication issues. Add my lack of trust and our relationship went beyond tense. Yet, somehow, we worked out our problems and fell madly in love, a feat I never would have thought possible two months ago.
Drake's gaze honed in on my mouth. He touched my chin and gently glided his thumb over my bottom lip, the repeatedly busted one. "I can heal this for you." His voice was as soft as his touch and made my insides quiver.
My eyes drooped. "No, he'll know."
Slowly, he slid his hand down my arm, spawning an increase of goose flesh. "Are you saying we can't even kiss now?"
Oh, I wanted to kiss his soft lips, enjoy the touch of his playful tongue, and feel his cool embrace wrapped around me. I hated we had to pretend we weren't lovers. "Maybe when the cut is healed." Denying a simple kiss felt worse than any hit or broken bone.
Drake wrapped his arms around me and crushed me to him. His energy passed through me in a peaceful wave. "My heart and soul long to be with you."
I hugged him with all the strength I had while I breathed in his rosemary cedar wood scent. On the outside, his body was cool and solid, pleasing to my feverish flesh. Inside, passionate love filled him. I wanted to hold onto him and his love forever. "You have no idea how much I want to forget about everything and just be alone with you."COLLAPSE