Discover the world of Jeaniene Frost's Night Rebel Series in her new book, Wicked Bite.
Wicked Bite by Jeaniene Frost
Series Night Rebel (Night
Huntress World)
Genre Adult Paranormal Romance
& Urban Fantasy
Publisher Avon Books
Publication
Date January 28, 2020
In the newest Night Rebel
novel, set in New York Times bestselling author Jeaniene Frost’s Night Huntress
world, beautiful, daring vampire Veritas risks all to protect Ian…
Some promises are meant to be
broken…
Veritas
spent most of her life as a vampire Law Guardian. Now, she’s about to break
every rule by secretly hunting down the dark souls that were freed in order to
save Ian. But the risks are high. For if she gets caught, she could lose her
job. And catching the sinister creatures might cost Veritas her own life.
Some vows are forever…
Ian’s
memories might be fragmented, but this master vampire isn’t about to be left
behind by the woman who entranced him, bound herself to him, and then
disappeared. So what if demons, other Law Guardians, and dangerous,
otherworldly forces stand against them? Come hell or high water, Ian intends to
remind Veritas of the burning passion between them, because she is the only
person seared on his mind—and his soul…
Excerpt:
“What’s so
amusing?” I asked in my chilliest voice.
“You,” he said,
still chuckling. “Knew you must fancy me to convince Crispin to lie his arse
off to protect me from a demon I can’t remember, but I didn’t realize this.”
“Realize what?”
He gave me a sunny
smile. “You’re madly in love with me.”
“What?”
He waved away my
gasp. “Nothing to be ashamed of. You’re in the company of multitudes, though
none of them got me to the proverbial altar the way you did. Have I mentioned
how impressive that was? Blimey, talk about making the impossible a reality.”
Outrage had me
sputtering. “You are such an ass—”
“Can’t blame it on
the Red Dragon, either,” he went on as if I hadn’t spoken. “I’ve been high on
that several times, yet never woken up with a wife before. Means I must have
wanted to marry you, too, shocking though the thought may be.”
“Your arrogance is
astounding—”
“Then again, I do
know you’re mine,” he continued, eyes gleaming now. “Did I tell you I sometimes
feel things before they happen? Ah, I can see from your expression that I did.
Imagine my surprise when I felt that you were mine the first time I saw you.
Felt it again with every memory I had of you. Felt it when you were lying your
arse off to the council about me, too, and I really felt it when I walked into
your hotel room and breathed in your true scent.” He came close, letting me see
him inhale again. “Knocked me right off my feet,” he murmured. “’Course, that
also could have been the new memory it elicited, but either way, I know you’re
mine. And so do you.”
“Bullshit,” I said
with all the emotion I was denying.
Ian only smiled.
“Keep pretending, then. I don’t need you to admit what you feel in order for
you to help me recover what I’ve lost. You can show me.”
I regained enough
control to ask, “How will I show you?”
“Being near you has
already inspired one new memory. I expect more will come the longer we’re
together.” His gaze turned knowing. “Did you realize that? Is that the other
reason you’ve tried so hard to avoid me?”
“No.” But now that
I did know, it would be.
If Ian remembered
everything, he’d never let me pay the price for his resurrection alone. His
sense of honor would demand that he hunt down the other souls along with me,
danger be damned. I had to get away from him before that happened. But now that
he could teleport, how could I escape him?
Of course. Ian was
formidable, but he did have one rather large weakness.
I came toward him
and dropped my glamour. My skirt suit was already ripped from the ghoul fight
and being buried alive, so my real curves almost overflowed the torn fabric,
now too tight. His gaze raked me from the top of my streaked, silvery hair all
the way to my feet, and his nostrils flared when he caught my real scent.
“There you are,” he
said in a throaty voice.
“Here I am,” I
agreed softly.
Then I put my arms
around him, steeling myself not to get lost in the feel of him. He pulled me
close, his body flush against mine. Every nerve ending I had caught fire. So
much for me maintaining control. Still, I couldn’t stop now. I tilted my head
back and parted my lips, an invitation for him to kiss me.
His eyes glowed
emerald as he took me up on it.
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GIVEAWAY
To
celebrate the release of WICKED BITE by
Jeaniene Frost, we're giving away a paperback copy of Once Burned by
Jeaniene Frost to one lucky winner!
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Burned by Jeaniene Frost. This giveaway is administered by Pure Textuality PR
on behalf of Avon Books. Giveaway ends
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
JEANIENE FROST is the New York Times, USA Today, and international
bestselling author of the Night Huntress and Night Prince series, as well as
the Night Huntress World novels. To date, foreign rights for her novels have
sold to twenty different countries. Jeaniene lives in Florida with her husband,
Matthew, rarely cooks and always sleeps in on the weekends. Aside from writing,
Jeaniene enjoys reading, poetry, watching movies with her husband, exploring
old cemeteries, spelunking and traveling -- by car. Airplanes, children, and
cook books frighten her.
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