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I’m a slayer. He’s a vampire.

I’m the perfect slayer. Smart. Sexy. And lethal.

But I want out.

Just as I make plans to disappear, I’m forced to take one more job—go undercover as a blood courtesan and slay a gorgeous blond vampire. But it’s a setup, and the only way out is to join forces with my target to find the real villain.

The last thing I expect is to fall in love… (Cerise & Bard’s story)

Welcome to the shadow world of Vampire Blood Courtesans.
Where vampires are real, rich…and hungry.

It’s never supposed to be about love…until it is.







“Sizzling hot!” ~InD’Tale Magazine


Bard crossed the room to the bar, shedding his jacket as he went and tossing it on the couch. “Can I get you something to drink?” he asked as he rolled up his shirtsleeves. “Wine? Beer? Or something stronger?”

His forearms were strong and covered with dark blond hair, his hands big and powerful. I swallowed, picturing those long, strong fingers on me—stroking my breasts, sliding between my thighs.

I straightened. Down, girl. “A vodka tonic, please.”

“Of course.” He prepared the drink, added a twist of lime, and handed it to me.

I took the glass and went to the window as he opened a bottle of merlot for himself.

The city spread out before me in a canvas of brightly lit hotels, restaurants, and darkened office buildings. In the harbor, sailboat masts were decorated for the holidays with festive red and green lights.

Suddenly, Bard’s reflection loomed over mine in the plate glass. “You’re not afraid.”

I sipped my vodka tonic. “No.”

“It’s understandable if you are.”

I set my glass on a nearby table and turned to face him. “Thank you, but I’m not. A little nervous, yes—but not afraid. We have a contract, remember? You can only feed from me once a day, and you promise to keep me healthy and safe.”

“Good.” He tucked a curl behind my ear. “I promise you’ll enjoy yourself.”

“Yeah?” I took his wine glass and set it on the table, then lifted his wrist and ran my lips over the sensitive underside. His skin was cool with an earthy, very male scent.

He stilled in the way vampires can so that even their sluggish heart stops beating. “What are you doing?” His voice was strained.

I scraped my teeth over his wrist. “Earning my pay.”

I read this story when it was in the box set, but when it came out again I purchased it and read it again. Yeah it’s that good. ~Amazon reviewer

NOTE: Compelled: Cerise was previously published in Michelle Fox’s Blood Courtesans Boxed Set: Awakenings.

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