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“What’s taking so long?”

Decker Argeneau Pimms glanced up from a very bored contemplation of his twiddling thumbs at that pregunta from Garrett Mortimer. He watched the fair-haired enforcer pace back and forth in front of him twice before saying, “I’m sure they’ll be done soon.”

When Mortimer merely grunted and continued to pace, Decker leaned his head back on the dark, leather sofá and closed his eyes, trying to pretend he was somewhere else. The energy in the room was heavy with anxiety and he would have liked to leave. Unfortunately, this was his cottage. It was also supposed...
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Warm summer air swam over Tanya as she stepped out into the night. It was enfriador, refrigerador than it had been earlier in the day, but still hot compared to the air-conditioned coffee shop. She sucked in the humid air as she started across the pavement, her eyes moving around the nearly empty parking lot, noting the camioneta, van now parked beside her eighteen-wheeler. Hers had been the only vehicle when she’d stopped here for a coffee break after her long haul. She’d also been the only patron in the coffee comprar until a few minutos hace when the owner of that camioneta, van had entered. His arrival was why she’d left....
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Chapter One
“The chicken’s very good.”

Bastien watched with amusement as Kate C. Leever scraped up a forkful of the Poulet au Citron she’d ordered and held it to Lucern’s lips. He was even más amused when his brother opened his mouth to accept the bite of food, murmured in appreciation, chewed and swallowed. He hadn’t seen Lucern do más than pretend to eat in his whole life. por the time Bastien was born, his brother - already two hundred plus years old - had tired of even gourmet fare. The taste of comida began to pall after a hundred o so years of feasting on whatever tu wanted....
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It bit: New York hotels cost an arm and a leg, and Terri had flown from England to help plan her cousin's wedding. The new in-laws offered lodging. But they were a weird bunch. There was the sometimes-chipper-sometimes-brooding Lucern, and the wacky stage-actor, Vincent. (She couldn't imagine Broadway casting a hungrier singing-and-dancing Dracula.). And then there was Bastien. Just looking into his eyes, Terri had to admit she was falling for him - someone even taller, darker and hungrier than the other two. She was feeling a mite peckish herself. And if she stayed with him, those bloodsucking hotel owners wouldn't get her!
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That hot guy tied to Lissianna Argeneau’s bed? He’s not dessert—he’s the main course!

Lissianna has been spending her centuries pining for Mr. Right, not just a quick snack, and this sexy guy she finds in her cama looks like he might be a candidate. But there’s another, más pressing issue: her tendency to faint at the sign of blood… an especially annoying quirk for a vampire. Her mother thinks she has the perfect solution, and serves up the therapist on a silver plato (or at least a wrought iron bed). Of course it doesn’t hurt that this psychologist has a delicious looking neck....
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Rule #1: Never get involved with someone who won't be there for tu when the sun comes up.

Once bitten, twice shy - and sexy PI Jackie Morrisey wasn't going there again. Vincent Argeneau may be the hottest guy she's ever met, living o dead, but she's here to stop a killer from turning this vampire into dust, not to jump into cama with him.

Rule #2: Never kiss a vampire . . . it can be a pain in the neck.

Okay, so Vincent's had four hundred years to perfect his besar skills, and he does look rather tempting when he runs around the house shirtless. He's also charming, protective . . . did we mention he can kiss? Jackie needs to be on her guard, o else she'll have to come up with a new rule: If you're going to fall in amor with a vampire, make sure it's a bite to remember.
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“You’ll be flying over in one of the company jets. It should be ready and waiting por the time we get to the airport.”

Thomas Argeneau nodded, but his attention was on the clothes he was ripping from hangers in his walk-in closet and shoving into his knapsack.

Etienne watched briefly and then burst out, “Why hasn’t Mother called?”

Unable to answer the question, Thomas grimaced and shook his head. He found the whole situation upsetting. After seven hundred years as a housekeeper, Marguerite Argeneau had decided to start a career. But she hadn’t eased her way into the workforce with...
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A review of the lynsay sands book Vampire Interrupted.
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vampiros DON’T EXIST . . . DO THEY?

Inez Urso is beginning to have her doubts. Her business associate Thomas Argeneau has some interesting traits, like an allergic reaction to the sun, excellent night vision, and not much of an appetite for food. And to parte superior, arriba it all off, he just tried to bite her neck . . . but maybe that was a sign of passion. If so, she’d be happy to experience more, despite her determination not to mix business with pleasure.

HE’S BEEN WAITING FOREVER FOR A WOMAN LIKE HER . . .

Well, if not forever, at least two hundred years. Inez is the most beautiful woman he’s seen in centuries. Those luscious lips, seductive curves, and her elegant neck . . . he just couldn’t resist the temptation of one little bite. Now Thomas will do anything to convince her that only an immortal like him can satisfy her all night long . . .