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Daniel – Reared by the master swordsmith who taught me his craft, I’ve dedicated my life to forging steel. I never thought about the occult, until a foreign man with unimaginable power stops at my home and forge. He takes me to Japan where I study under an ancient swordsmith. Nothing and no one, especially a woman, can tear me away from my craft, or so I think. While visiting New York City in 1927, I meet Shauna, and everything changes.
Shauna – Working the streets with only my abusive pimp Jack to look out for me is no way to live, but I don’t have much choice. When a rich weirdo takes me to a ritzy hotel and offers me a way out, I’m not sure what to do. Then he shows up at Jack’s juice joint with tall, gorgeous Daniel whose mixed messages make my head spin. Can a vampire swordsmith fall in love with a former pro skirt, or is all his heat only in the forge?
Note: Shauna’s Silver Swordsmith is a short vampire romance with a stubborn hero, a resilient heroine, historical settings, some spice, violence, and a HEA.
Excerpt:
The attendant holds the door for us. I’m so lost in my thoughts that I’ve forgotten to move.
“You okay, Daddy?” Shauna asks softly.
Guiding her off the elevator with a firm hand on her lower back, I grit my teeth. Her frequent use of modern slang annoys me.
The elevator door closes and we’re alone in the hall.
“Shauna.”
“Yes?” She flashes another flirtatious smile.
“Don’t ever call me Daddy.”
She chuckles. “You go it, Danny Boy.”
“You’ll have to learn to respect your elders.”
“Come on, you’re not that old. The silver in your hair is kind of sexy.”
“You’re incorrigible. Lucas has his work cut out for him.”
“He’s not nearly as uptight as you are.”
“I’m not uptight.”
“A drink or two might help you relax.”
I’ve had about enough of her. I turn too quickly for her human senses to process and trap her against the wall, a hand braced on either side of her head.
She gasps, her pretty eyes widen, and her thundering pulse echoes in my ears.
“Be quiet,” I order in a soft but stern voice.
Her scent teases my nose. I can’t tell if the heat between us emanates from her body or mine, perhaps both. I meant to intimidate her a little, but all I’ve done is put myself in closer proximity to a woman I’m struggling to resist. I want to touch her. Kiss her. Devour her.
She shakes her head, an expression of resignation and disgust in her eyes. “You’re all alike. Jack. You. Men in general.”
I draw a deep breath and close my eyes. Not only have I overreacted, but I’ve been unintentionally cruel. She’s been mistreated all her life. No wonder she thinks I’m about to turn into a wild man like most others she’s known. It’s just that she’s the most frustrating woman I’ve ever met. Despite our personality clash, I don’t want to discourage her from accepting the new life Lucas has offered her.
Opening my eyes, I meet her wary gaze. “I promise you I’m nothing like Jack, nor is Lucas.”
“I guess I’ll wait and see.”
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