By Patrice Michelle
Revenge is a dish most sensible served chilly. nobody is aware this greater than Jacqueline (Jax) Markson. Ever due to the fact she will keep in mind, her father has spoken of revenge—revenge opposed to all vampires. whilst his spouse died after giving beginning to Jax, John Markson blamed the vampire who’d bitten his pregnant spouse for his loss and he committed his lifestyles to ridding the realm of all vampires. After Jax’s vampire-hunter father is viciously killed, she takes up the reins the place he left off. Her first order of industrial: take out the vampire who killed her father. Ian (The Enforcer) Mordoor has a role to do. prior to he can take over the Ruean vampire clan’s management place, Ian vows to seek down Drace, the rogue vampire who brutally killed a human vampire hunter named John Markson. What Ian doesn’t look forward to finding in the course of his quest is his mate in a human vampire hunter named Jax--a girl who'd particularly kill than kiss him.
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As good as you are, he’s mine,” he told her with a steely look. For a brief second, Drace’s cruel mouth thinned in response to his deliberate dig before his lips curved in amusement. This time he laughed harder, holding his belly in mirth, his black eyes full of delight. ” Once he spoke, he sobered quickly and focused his gaze on them, his dark brows slashing downward. ” As if to punctuate his words, he lifted his chin toward the woman’s one-shot pistol and then jerked his semiautomatic weapon in a mocking fashion.
She didn’t want Ian to see how much she wanted this—to see her need. “I’m on the pill, but I don’t take chances,” she rambled to hide her own desire. “Please tell me you have a condom or three in your pants,” she finished as she unzipped the zipper. Ian clasped her wrists, stilling her movements. Jax met his gaze with a questioning one. “I want to feel your warm flesh around me Jax. ” As much as his sexy words excited her, Jax’s heart plummeted, disappointment setting in. Well, damn. Ian clasped her neck, rubbing his thumb along her jaw.
Ian couldn’t help but smile. He gave the vampire hunter one thing—the man had tenacity and stamina by the cartloads. The hunter must have chased Drace here because Ian knew Drace. The vamp was used to life’s luxuries. Drace never would’ve come to an abandoned train station of his own free will. His gaze settled on Drace’s BMW. All four tires had been slashed. The hunter must have chased Drace here on the brink of dawn. Like a rabbit into a snare. His smile turned to a grin as his admiration for the hunter grew.