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Sheri Fredricks, Modern Mythic Romance
Sheri Fredricks, Modern Mythic Romance
Category:
Romance
Publisher: Temple Publishing
ISBN-10: 1489509119
Type: Fiction
Copyright: May 17, 2013
ISBN-13: 9781489509116
Price: $3.49 (eBook)
Handsome shapeshifting Centaur male meets BBW tingling Troll female. The sparks fly when she's not as attracted as he is, and the kingdome is in danger.
SHE TAKES A CHANCE.
Determined to forge a better life, Ella launches her new business with high hopes—until a sexy Centaur bumps into her and throws her life off course. Voted “Most Eligible Bachelor in Boronda”, Aleksander shakes up her world and tilts her in more ways than one.
HE’S IN DANGEROUS TERRITORY.
Years of warfare and countless bedroom encounters have stolen Kempor Aleksander’s luster for life. He never expects to rediscover his zeal in the small, redheaded form of Ella the Troll, who fires his blood hotter than the deepest caverns in the forest.
A PASSION SO HOT.
But as trouble lingers in their midst—and edges ever closer—Alek and Ella spiral into troubled terrain. Turning to each other, the pair face down dangers that run impenetrably deep in their mythological world. But will the two lovers discover a passion that runs even deeper?
Excerpt
“Ella.” Al moved the tray of uneaten food to the floor, out of the way. He would have taken her rosé, but she wasn’t giving it up. “You are none of those things, and far from it. What your parents do to you is abusive. Do you understand that?”
When she continued to stare into her wine glass, watching the ceiling’s glow stones turn red in the shifting liquid, Al took her free hand and squeezed, giving it a shake until she looked at him. Sympathetic concern etched lines between his dark, expressive eyes.
He leaned in and tucked a stray lock of hair behind her pointed ear. “You are beautiful to me.” At the roll of her eyes, he pressed her hand a little harder. “Stop it. If you could only see yourself as I see you. You started your own successful business—you did it because you’re smart.”
She watched as his gaze traveled from her wild red hair, over her pudgy, shirt-covered body, to her thick bare legs. Desire shone in his chocolaty depths, warming her cheeks and tingling the spot where they’d connected earlier.
“You have a gorgeous, mouth-watering body. If I made love to you every day for the next century and a half, I’d never tire of you.”
“Al…”
“It’s Aleksander.”
Ella sighed and acquiesced. “Aleksander, more than anything, I want to believe you. But it isn’t easy.” When she tugged her hand, he let go, and she clasped her fingers in her lap. “This morning, I was on my way to meet a landlord who has nests for rent. That’s when the hunter caught me off guard. I lost my purse, my—”
“No you didn’t. I found everything where you dropped them. That giant bag of yours and the notebook are safe. I’ll get them for you when we leave.”
Immediate relief spilled over, washing away her sense of dread. Al must have sensed her instant mood change because he opened his arms and Ella dove into them. She relished his warm bare chest and the security she felt. While held in his muscular arms, nothing bad could ever touch her. Beneath her cheek the beating of his heart syncopated her pulse to his, and she closed her eyes.
Aleksander’s arms tensed a split-second before a male voice came from the open doorway.
*~*~*
“My, my. Isn’t this a cozy scene?”
Unhurried, Alek straightened the tangled blanket beneath his hocks and casually covered Ella’s bare legs. He didn’t want any other male eyes to touch his honey-Troll. She tried to sit up so they weren’t breast to chest, but he tightened his arm that wrapped her shoulders, preventing little more than her head to swivel.
“We were until you showed up.” Alek gave the older male a lopsided grin. “How’s it shakin’, Nubbs?”
Nubbs didn’t look happy. The man looked all businesslike and determined, “coolness under pressure” bottled up and ready to explode. Oh no, he didn’t look happy at all.
Aleksander didn’t blame him. He wasn’t damn happy with the situation, either. Lifting the wineglass, he went to take a sip, but he’d already drained it dry.
Plastered against his chest, Ella managed to slowly lower her glass. Her breath quickened. She was probably scared; her wide eyes never left Nubbs’ face.
Nubbs wore a burnt orange dress shirt, collar wide-spread with the first button open, tucked into a pair of charcoal grey dress slacks. His feet were stuffed into what looked liked lizard lace-up shoes. The two-legged Centaur looked very chic…and lethal, even in the safe house.
In control as always, cold and calculating, Alek noted; dangerous, hard, and unforgiving.
Life had not been easy for Nubbs.
“You didn’t hear the bolt slide?” Beneath the neatly parted dark blond hair, his ice-blue gaze flicked over their unfinished meal. “You’re losing your touch, Alek.”
“Didn’t think I needed the Beretta. Besides, I was a bit…preoccupied.”
Damn! Two legged or not, he should have heard the front door open. Mistakes like that caused major FUBAR results.
Nubbs took in Ella’s disheveled appearance, the color riding high on her cheeks, the bra hanging by a strap off a dresser knob. His chiseled features relaxed and he chuckled. “I guess you’re safe enough.” Then his gaze skimmed the length of Ella’s gracefully curved spine. “Maybe not. Come out here and talk to me.”
When the door latch clicked shut, Ella released a breath. “I take it that’s the friend who owns this place?”
Alek pushed the blanket back and helped her to sit up. “Yes, he’s someone I work with. I’ll see what he wants. Get dressed and meet me out there when you’re ready.”
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