But I did wake up to a new cover and wanted to share it, along with a snippet, with everyone.
Dirty Rotten Vampires 2
Love Me
Madly
Coming
soon to Changeling
Press
With one undead and the other full of fire, they had
two choices—fight dirty and love madly.
Split (Sophronius) Kryder didn’t enjoy hunting demon
mixed vampires, hell, his daughter is one. Drawn back into the battle for
vampire supremacy, he needs a new partner. The council tossed the name Tang
into the pot so Split figured the vamp must be good. Turns out Tang Odette has
curves and legs that go on, and on. A maddening inferno of desire ensues
wreaking havoc on his world and to possess her Split plans to fight dirty…and win.
The new slayer assigned to Tangerine Odette is an
ancient, chauvinistic, and cold-ass vampire she plans to ditch immediately. His
superior attitude drives her crazy. Didn’t help any that each time she’s near
him, her body heats up more than a pit in hell. Maybe if she gives the old
jackass a taste of what he pines for, he’ll whimper away into a corner and
leave her to fight.
Excerpt:
Heat has a smell. Magical and as sweetly perfumed as
an exotic night-blooming jasmine, warm air whispered around him, gently
brushing his face with butterfly-soft wings. Keeping his eyes shut tight, Split
Kryder embraced the scent, allowing it to render him helpless, exposing
memories buried deep a long, long time ago.
Shit. Opening his eyes to the real world, he spied a
spider vanish into a crevice between ornate moldings joined high up in a corner
across from him. He shoved a booted foot against the desk and sent the antique
piece banging against the wall. Standing, he strode to the corner, stood on the
desk, and reached to rip wood away. “Goddamn Philadelphia.” The gray, dank
atmosphere was colder than his undead heart. Split slammed his fist into the
wall and pulled chunks of red brick away.
“Sophronius!”
Spinning, he eyed Vigier Stone, a vampire with
slightly more skill and strength than himself. “Don’t call me that.”
“Have you lost the capability to levitate along with
your mind?” Vig, a member of the vampire council, elicited fear and respect
because of his position. “Get off my desk; that was a gift from…”
“There’s a spider in here.” Yeah, I’ve lost it. Screwing with Vigier was not wise, but the only
thing Split feared at the moment was going fuck-nuts if he didn’t get the hell
out of the City of Brotherly Love.
“You could have killed it with a flick of your
fingers.” Vig blinked the behemoth desk with a myriad of cubbyholes and paper
stacks back to its original position in the office, leaving Split hanging in
the corner. “Fix that gaping hole or I send your sorry ass after the
eight-legged horror.” He shuddered. “I can’t believe you disturbed the nest.”
Split contemplated the council member. “Whatever.”
Landing lightly on the balls of his feet, he waved a hand and watched stone and
mortar fly into place and the splintered wood bind together, forming a loose
bond in the corner. “Has your almighty council found me a partner yet? I’m
growing cobwebs sitting here.”
“Insolence has won you no friends on our council.”
“Those bastards sit in luxury while slayers keep
demon mixes from chewing their lazy, fat asses off.”
Vig smiled wanly at the corner as he tightened the
molding with a mental nudge Split didn’t miss. “Have you ever seen a fat
vampire?”
“You get my drift.”
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Dirty Rotten Vampires 1
Hurt Me Good
A cold heart plus hot blood sweetens the
pain.
Barringer Ganteau has hunted enough demon-mixed
vampires to last a million lifetimes. His wish is to see all demi-vamps maimed,
preferably dead. Single-handedly, he attempts to vanquish the scourge of mixed
breeds from the face of the earth. Then Ringer meets Armada, a demi-vamp with
the power to deliver the kind of pain he desires and melt his frozen heart.
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