When successful business entrepreneur Michael Chamberlain arrives in The Hamptons to take over his father’s nightclub, he’s in search of a new donateur, a contracted blood source. Troubled and distant, Michael discovers he’s still very much alive when enticed by a beautiful woman, offering a kiss and a question: Can you be mine for five minutes?
Student Paislee Sullivan serves at the prestigious nightclub to pay her tuition. When she meets the mysterious Michael Chamberlain, who she believes to be just a gorgeous bartender with an attitude, she soon discovers her world is ruled by a species not of her own.
Wealth and glamour shroud a dark side that threatens her life when she signs Michael’s contract. In this steamy romance, two lovers wield a charming relationship that will be destroyed by the Order if she breaks just one rule.
“Your species has mastered the art of seduction on an organic level,” she said.
“I guess we have.” He chuckled. “We provide a manipulation that leaves you completely powerless.”
When he looked like he was going to kiss her again, she swiftly jumped off the bed.
Michael gave a knowing grin. “Where are you going?”
She began moseying towards the doorway. He was following her with his eyes as she tossed her hand flippantly, giving a feigned nonchalant voice. “I uh, was—”
“Running away,” he finished her sentence. She could feel her cheeks flushing as he took unhurried steps toward her. He looked like he was stalking his prey. And he was. Paislee was regretting what she’d gotten herself into.
“I’m not running away.” She strolled passed the doorway and into the hall. Out of her sanctuary. “I-Is there another way? You see, my neck i-is extremely sensitive.”
Suddenly, he was standing in front of her before she could stammer out the rest of her words. He was gently motioning her across the hall and into his bedroom. “Is it? What other parts of you are extremely sensitive?”
His melodic voice was weaving her into a relaxed state, and she felt her apprehension and hesitation fading rapidly.
“I guess we have.” He chuckled. “We provide a manipulation that leaves you completely powerless.”
When he looked like he was going to kiss her again, she swiftly jumped off the bed.
Michael gave a knowing grin. “Where are you going?”
She began moseying towards the doorway. He was following her with his eyes as she tossed her hand flippantly, giving a feigned nonchalant voice. “I uh, was—”
“Running away,” he finished her sentence. She could feel her cheeks flushing as he took unhurried steps toward her. He looked like he was stalking his prey. And he was. Paislee was regretting what she’d gotten herself into.
“I’m not running away.” She strolled passed the doorway and into the hall. Out of her sanctuary. “I-Is there another way? You see, my neck i-is extremely sensitive.”
Suddenly, he was standing in front of her before she could stammer out the rest of her words. He was gently motioning her across the hall and into his bedroom. “Is it? What other parts of you are extremely sensitive?”
His melodic voice was weaving her into a relaxed state, and she felt her apprehension and hesitation fading rapidly.
She’s served tables, worked drive-thru, modeled, attended AIMT in Kailua to learn massage therapy and energy work, even owned her own shop, making candles, soap, and other natural beauty products. She’s dabbled in a variety of things, but her love for a good romance never wavered.
Avery’s usually hanging out with her family, drinking coffee, and listening to music. If you don’t find her there, she’s staring out the window, swept up in another world. Avery feels strongly that every romantic journey she creates should have elements of adventure, sweet banter, danger, tension, gripping content —and of course, all that steamy romance! Her desire is to bring the reader along for a wild ride that leaves them breathless.
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