The Unlikeable Demon Hunter:
Sting
by Deborah
Wilde
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GENRE: Urban
Fantasy Romance
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BLURB:
50%
boobs. 50% sarcasm. 100% new breed of hunter.
After a
bumpy start as the only female demon hunter in the top secret Brotherhood of
David, Nava Katz heads to Prague for her first undercover mission: unmasking a
demon movie star. She'd be all kinds of thrilled if it weren't for the fact
that her fellow hunter-with-benefits, Rohan Mitra, has reclaimed his rock star
status and assigned Nava the role of groupie.
Rejecting
her "be a good girl and follow orders" directive, Nava unleashes an
alter ego guaranteed to hook their celebrity target and drive Rohan crazy. No
downside-until she finds herself up against Rohan's past, the Brotherhood's
antiquated thinking, and her own identity issues, turning her personal life
into a bomb that could blow up the entire operation.
Sparkly
and deadly; it's a plan.
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EXCERPT
Looping my fingers into his belt, I jerked his hips
to mine. Rohan’s breath caught and when I brushed my lips over the shell curves
of his ear, his whole body went tense. “Prove you’re worth it, baby.” Then I
pushed him away, stalking off without a look back, mostly sure that he
followed.
The second we got inside the empty elevator, Rohan
shoved me up against the wall. I groped for the third floor button, leaning
into him. He ran his hands feverishly over my body, hot tingles shivering
through my breasts like a sexed-up call and answer. The focused hunger in his
expression had me craving more, except my rapid breathing wasn’t all from
arousal.
Given the barely banked rage evident in the tense
bunch of Rohan’s shoulders, the feeling was mutual. Hopefully, he’d show no
mercy in orgasm form and not body count, though I couldn’t promise the same
right now.
I bit his earlobe, wanting to hurt him.
Rohan shot me a cavalier smile in response. Holy
crap. My knees buckled.
The sprint to my room was a blur.
The second the door slammed shut behind us, Rohan
edged his face in close to mine, his palm ghosting my cheek in the barest
caress that sent slivery shimmers tumbling through me.
I raised my fingers to my mouth, not realizing what
I’d done or that I ran them over my lips until Rohan tracked the movement, his
eyes glittering dangerously.
His tongue flicked out, wetting his lower lip. He
swayed in toward me and–
“No.” Taking his hands in mine, I forced them
behind me. Forced him to hold me there, his rings biting into my skin. Forced
him to make a decision; play by my rules or go.
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AUTHOR Bio and
Links:
A
global wanderer, hopeless romantic, and total cynic with a broken edit button,
Deborah writes urban fantasy to satisfy her love of smexy romances and tales of
chicks who kick ass. She is all about the happily-ever-after, with a huge dose
of hilarity along the way. “It takes a bad girl to fight evil. Go Wilde.”
Website:
www.deborahwilde.com
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/wildeauthor
Facebook:
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