Detective Paige Whiskey has a lot on her plate. A gate to Hell is permanently seared into her soul and she has no way of controlling it. She let a psychotic serial killing demon free in exchange for Dexx’s life. Her sister is about to have a baby and a whole world of crazy has opened in the Whiskey household. And, if that wasn’t enough, she and Dexx are trying to figure out their relationship.
They’re about to discover a world that has been hidden from the Whiskeys. A world of shapeshifters, werewolves, and vampires. A world that was hidden to end a bloody war. A war between shifters and witches.
Paige has to make a decision. Solve this murder and start a war? Or ignore it and keep her family safe?
But when Dexx is bitten, all everything changes. War? Or love?
Why is nothing ever simple?
Excerpt:
“My first thought was…vampire.” With the word out of her mouth, she felt like a moron. Vampires? Really?
His gaze roved the small space of the bathroom. “Um, Pea, there are no such things as vampires.”
“Okay. Well, I had to check with you. You know, hunter and all. I thought maybe you might have run into something like this? Werewolves? Vampires?”
“As far as I know, they only exist in bad teen angst books.”
“I read those, thank you very much.” Paige rolled out of the doorway and into the wide, open living room. “And I watch the movies and the TV shows.”
“Oh, your guilty pleasures. Tell me you just want them for the naked men.”
She pursed her lips out and nodded. “Definitely the for the naked men.” She plopped into the white and ragged overstuffed chair.
He gave her a come-hither look and gestured to himself. “And what about this naked man?”
She chuckled. “This half naked man.”
“I could be all the way naked.”
There really was part of her that wanted that.
But the rest of her was just so tied up in the chaos she called a life. She couldn’t unwind enough to relax to fully enjoy the moment.
“Meh.” He waved her off. “I wasn’t going to let you have me anyway.”
As if.
Dexx perched on the arm of one of the chairs, folding his hands between his knees. “There’s something else going on here. Ever since we made it back to your apartment, you’ve, I don’t know, closed off.”
She really didn’t feel like talking about it.
“Okay. You know what? Here’s what we’re going to do.”
Slapping her palms against the arms of the chair, she looked up at him. She was ready to unwind, to do something fun, to get away from the crazy fucking cases she’d been given.
He pulled her to her feet and grabbed her shoulders. “I’m gonna go put on somethin’ perty.”
She laughed quietly. “Prettier’n what you’re already wearin’?”
“Yup. And you’re gonna change into somethin’ that hasn’t visited a crime scene today. Also, you smell like an ashtray. Tell me you didn’t start up again.”
“I didn’t, but I did have a half.”
He pulled a yuk face and shivered dramatically. “Turn off. Anyway, then, you’re taking me to dinner.”
She frowned up at him with a slight smile. “Somehow, I feel that’s all backwards.”
He grinned. “I promote equal rights, and right now, you earn more than I do.”
“You don’t earn anything.”
“Exactly.” He sashayed toward the bedroom. “Green shirt?” He looked at her over his shoulder and batted his eyes, one hand on his hip. “Bring out my eyes?”
That man.
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