Snake Charmer (Confessions 1)
by Kate Hill
(M/M Erotic Paranormal Romance)
Blurb
Skye: I’m a lone wolf, but I’ve left the forest to fight against demons who’ve taken over the world. Right now I’m with a pack in Baltimore, but their alpha respects my ways. I take assignments from him, but I live alone and fight alone — until the night I’m attacked by a swarm of bat demons and a hot little snake dancer jumps in to back me up. For me, it’s lust at first sight, but it’s more than that. I think this adorable little tough guy is my mate, even though he’s not a wolf.
Erik: I’m called Snake Charmer. Dancer. Contortionist. Spirit twin to an alien serpent who has always been my protector. My life has been a series of horrors with some beautiful experiences tossed in. I’ve learned to be independent, especially after my best friend and I were brutalized in an attack that left her dead. Now I’m out for revenge, and it’s brought me to Maryland, directly into the path of a gorgeous werewolf who makes me feel things I never dreamed of. It can’t last, though, and nothing, not even desire this deep, will come between me and my vendetta.
Warning: While set in a futuristic paranormal reality, Snake Charmer includes references to previous child abuse, rape, and murder that may be triggers to some readers.
Excerpt:
“Go if you want.” Skye shakes his head, tossing his mane of dark, wavy hair. It’s so long and thick. I long to bury my fingers in it, press my face to it, and smell it.
“I don’t want to,” I say softly.
“Good.” Skye reaches out and takes my bags from my hands. He tosses them aside and steps even closer, cupping the back of my neck. His mouth hovers over mine. “Even before all this shit went down, I acted on instinct. We could die tomorrow. I don’t know about you, but I want to die happy.”
“That would be unexpected — for me to die happy.”
“Yeah? Then I’m a surprise?”
“Oh, yeah. You’re definitely that. You’re –” He kisses me, swallowing the rest of my sentence. My heartbeat quickens and so many sensations flash through my body and mind that it’s almost an emotional overload. In my entire life, no one has ever kissed me like this. I never thought a kiss could feel this way.
His other hand slides over my hip and rests lightly on my lower back, as if he remembers my bruised kidneys. At the moment I don’t care about injuries or anything except getting more of him. I wrap my arms around his neck and press so close to his big, warm body that I can’t tell if it’s his heart or mine throbbing against my chest. He growls, a low, animal sound. I’m kissing a wolf. And at this moment he has no idea what he’s kissing.
From Changeling Press
https://www.changelingpress.com/snake-charmer-confessions-1-b-3032
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Luscious, Kate!
Interesting bit here.
Perfect hook! You’ve caught my attention! 🙂