By Michele Bardsley
Even vampires might be frightened of ghosts... After the dying of her husband-and her goals of motherhood-Elizabeth Bretton back to the relatives property in damaged middle, Oklahoma. Little did she be aware of she may additionally surrender her lifestyles because the Silverstone heiress. yet escaping the previous isn't really that easy-especially with a vengeful ghost attempting to kill her, a 150-year-old secret to unravel, and an outrageously sizzling were-jaguar named "Tez" attempting to get into her boudoir...
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Panic fluttered. ” I yelled. The violence of the act terrified me. I couldn’t die from strangulation; I didn’t need to breathe. But my windpipe could be crushed and my neck broken. Healing from such injuries would be terribly unpleasant. ” My name was a despairing sob, and the hands squeezed harder. I moved out of the parlor and into my foyer. I couldn’t turn around. I couldn’t run. I couldn’t escape. I put my own hands to my throat and felt nothing, not even the barest outline of fingers—and yet it felt as if nails dug into my flesh.
What was wrong with me? I didn’t even know this man! ” I asked tartly. “Yep. I even picked out a few of my favorite pairs. ” He shook his head. “I was a little disappointed with the available colors. ” “I refuse to discuss my lingerie with you. And I do not appreciate your assumption that you’re going to see me in my undergarments. ” I paused and tried to gather my wits. And tone down my… well, lust. My gaze meandered along the robe again. Wow. He was really built. ” He grinned at me, and my stomach took a peculiar dive.
He leaned down and tugged my earlobe between his teeth. I felt his tongue trace the inner shell of my ear, which made me tingle all the way to my toes. ” I pushed him, and, to my relief, he backed up a couple of steps. “Just remember that,” I said primly. “Oh, I will,” he said, baring that feral grin. “I like it down and dirty. Rough. Hard. ” His toothy grin widened. ” I drove Tez to his car, parked at the Thrifty Sip. The convenience store had been abandoned for a long time, and due to an accidental dragon fire, it was now just a burned-out shell.