Wild Witches of Beaver Bay 1: Mysti and Starr
by Kate Hill
(Paranormal Romance)
A blazing trail only he can see leads demon hunting biker Starr Johanson to his destined mate. A blessing placed on her family’s ancestral land summons Mysti Wild to the cabin where she’ll meet the man fated to share her life.
Each fears the other will be frightened by magic they don’t understand, but they quickly learn to trust each other, because no one can resist the person they were born to love.
Excerpt:
A couple of hours later, Mysti was trying to focus on a story she was editing when Starr returned. He looked better, and his sunburn had all but disappeared.
“Wow. Great to be home,” Starr said sarcastically.
“More problems?” Mysti asked.
He smiled and shook his head. “No. Things could be a lot worse. It’s just that we were having such a great time at your place and then we walk into this.”
“Because I asked you to bring me here, and it sounds like it’s a good thing I did. They really needed you. On the other hand, that’s a lot of pressure for you to be under all the time.”
“They would have handled it without me. My parents were fighting demons long before I was born. I do what I can to help.”
“You’re way too modest.”
“You know what I need right now?”
“What?”
“Kiss.”
Happy to oblige, Mysti approached and slipped her arms around his neck. Their mouths locked, Starr swept her into his arms and carried her to bed.
“Should we be doing this now?” she asked.
He looked up with a lopsided grin. “After what we did in your room with your cousin and great uncle downstairs, you’re questioning this?”
“It was different on my territory.”
“Why?”
“Because it was mine.”
They both laughed at her reasoning.
“We’re together, right?” Star said, gently sliding his hand under the waistband of her pants to caress her soft mound.
“Yeah.”
“This is our room. After this morning, I could use some comfort.”
She flung her most accusing look at him. “Starr, I can’t believe you’re playing that hand. Come on, dude.”
“What? You don’t want to comfort me after that long, hard battle with demons.”
“You weren’t even gone an hour.”
“All right. I give up.” He flopped dramatically onto his back.
Grinning, Mysti rolled toward him and kissed his neck while caressing him through his jeans. “Surrendering to me? After you fought all those demons?”
“I’ll always surrender to you, Mysti.” He tightened his arm around her.
Coming soon from Changeling Press.
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Yum! Delicious, Kate.
Nice excerpt. Battling demons doesn’t sound like fun
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Battling demons may not be fun, but the apres-demon festivities are.