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How to Marry Your Wife

How to Seduce a Queen

The Angel of Soriano

Paranormal Romances

Dark Vortex

“What? Is the darkness back? Is Olivia here?" She reached blindly over the driftwood side-table and on the floor beside the bed. "Where’re my glasses?”

“No. It’s not the darkness.” His hands shook when he placed her glasses on her nose. Her big brown eyes focused on him behind the thick lenses. Overwhelmed, he choked out the words he’d longed to say for years. “I want you for my mate.”

“What?" Her eyes went huge. She shuffled to a sitting position with her back pressed tightly against the headboard.

Holy Goddess.Her body said yes and her mouth said no. Olivia had to be wrong. Zoe was perfectly trained for the ritual about to unfold.

He placed his hand on her bare thigh, just below where her shorts ended, and allowed his heat and energy to infuse her. She squirmed, pulling her legs together. So nice. So sweet. He added tiny jolts of electricity as he stroked her bare leg and chuckled at her responsiveness. Her full lips parted and her gaze went to his mouth.

Not yet, Angel.

“I’ve been looking for you for a lifetime.” He touched a lock of her dark hair. “You’re my hope. My salvation.”

“I can’t be.” Her soft breath hit his nostrils with a scent that spoke of sex.

His brothers had warned him about the hot and the cold of the mating ritual, but how could anyone truly be prepared?

“You’re not already mated?” He held his breath.

She shook her head and her lips parted.

He exhaled. “You’ll be mine, now. Forever.”