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Fangs and Fists 2: Grit

by Kate Hill

Erotic, Paranormal, Horror

Blurb:

Werewolf gladiator Grit faced his own mortality in the arena, only to be resurrected by a demon. Grit now lives a shadowy existence as one of the soulless, remembering only bits and pieces of his former life. Nonetheless, he recognizes evil and knows he must fight for the future of his young son, as well as the rest of the world.

Zari, a vampire warrior, helped Grit escape the tower where he had been imprisoned. She had feelings for Grit when they’d first met, but at the time he had been mated to another wolf. Now that he’s on his own, they’re free to explore their feelings as they fight side by side as part of the rebellion against the demons. In the midst of war, their love grows, but danger is everywhere.

Haylen, the demon who resurrected Grit, offers a bargain that may save or destroy the rebellion. Whatever the outcome, Zari and Grit intend to face it together and explore the once forbidden passion between them.

Excerpt:

“Grit.”

Grit awoke with a start, his heart pounding and growls rumbling deep in his throat.

Instead of dark walls and the bodies of his brethren, he gazed into the huntress’s face. Zari had a square jaw and strong but compassionate eyes the color of rich earth. He didn’t recall everything about his past, but he knew she had been a loyal friend. Seeing her comforted him — until he realized others stood across the spacious room in what had been, in a more productive time, a Detroit warehouse.

The rebels with whom Zari worked had brought him here after she had aided him and others in escaping the tower. The demon masters ruled the city from that hellish place. All over the world such towers had been erected — dark skyscrapers that extended even farther below ground than they stretched into the sky.

Captured and enslaved by the demons who now ruled the world, werewolves were used as entertainment in gladiatorial matches.

At one time, Grit had been a prized gladiator. Then he’d been killed in the arena.

Glancing at the metal claws on his fingertips, he strained to recall that last match. All he could remember were small flashes of a bigger wolf tearing his throat. He placed a hand to it, feeling the cool metal that covered what had once been a gaping wound.

Then he had awakened in a cold, dark chamber, his only company the silent bodies around him and the voice of the demon who had resurrected him whispering in his thoughts. In his sleep, he had been there in the chamber again, and he remembered.

Jett. His son.

The boy was gone now — safe in the care of his mother, Kiara, and her mate, Bolt, on their way back to wolf country.

Despite his murky memories, Grit knew Bolt was loyal. He knew Bolt loved Jett and Kiara. She had belonged to Grit once, but only by the will of the masters. Kiara and Bolt loved each other as mates should, and in a way that he and Kiara never could.

Now Grit wasn’t sure if he could love at all, and surely no woman could ever love him — a creature raised from the dead by a demon.

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