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A romance tu can sink your teeth into.

SWM - "Lucern." Successful biographer of family, libros recently categorized as "paranormal romance." Something of a recluse. Hates crowds, aggressive women. Doesn't like sunbathing, garlicky dinners o religious symbols. Likes pasado de moda, antigua values; spicy Mexican dishes; warm, nice-smelling neck; and plump red lips. Stronger than ten men and can vanish in the blink of an eye. Currently unaware he's seeking a woman to share eternity.

SWF - "Kate C. Leever." Newest editor of Romance at Roundhouse Publishing. Perky, fun. Has recently discovered a legacy autor just dying to be broken out. In fact, her career could take off from it. (The tall, dark, handsome writer just needs to be taken to several romance conventions and introduced to his fans . . . and stopped from actuación so strange in public.) Dislikes "difficult, rude, obnoxious, pig-headed writers." Currently she's met the man of her wildest dreams.

OH, DEAR.
Even vampiros need a vacation. But Decker Argeneau's ends abruptly when he's asked to help hunt the group of rogue vampiros targeting mortals -- one that might include a defector in his own family. Before he can worry about that, though, he's got to rescue the latest victim. It's all part of the job, including taking a bullet for a beautiful doctor.

Dr. Danielle McGill doesn't know if she can trust the man who just saved her life. There are too many questions, such as what is the secret organization he says he's part of, and why do his wounds hardly bleed? However, with her sister in the hands of some dangerous men, she doesn't have much choice but to trust him.

Except now Decker's talking about life mates and awakening a passion that's taking Dani beyond anything she's ever known. Being undead may not be half-bad...especially if it means spending forever with a man who would amor her with his mind, body, and immortal soul.
“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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Marguerite wasn’t sure what woke her; a sound perhaps, o the crack of light from the bathroom being momentarily blocked, o maybe it was simply an instinct for survival that dragged her from sleep. Whatever caused it, she was alert and tense when she blinked her eyes open and spotted the dark shape above her. Someone stood at the side of the bed, looming like death. That thought had barely formed in her mind when the dark shape used both hands to raise something overhead. Recognizing the action from her youth when broadswords and weapons of its ilk were más common, Marguerite reacted instinctively,...
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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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One minuto Leigh is walking inicial in the early hours of the morning, and the siguiente a vampire is sinking his teeth into her neck. Turns out it was a rogue vampire marked for termination, but it does Leigh little good because the damage has already been done. She’s become one of them.

Lucian Argeneau, hunter of rogue vampires, has been alive for over two thousand years, and there’s very little to excite him anymore. comida has become tasteless, sex is ordinary. Then Leigh drops into his life. Suddenly he finds himself craving coffee… and imagining the sassy brunette atop the black satin sheets on his nice big bed. It’s Lucian’s job now to enlighten Leigh on the inner workings of being immortal… and tutoring her is igniting a fuego in him that hasn’t burned in centuries.

But until they stop a renegade bloodsucker from destroying the human race, the passion will have to wait!
January 30th

Dear Mr. Argeneau;

I hope this letters gets to you, finds tu well, and that tu had a happy holiday season. This is the segundo communication I’ve sent you. The first was mailed just before Christmas. No doubt it was lost in the holiday confusion. I did attempt to contact tu por telephone, unfortunately the contact information we have doesn’t include your phone number, and it is apparently unlisted.

As to the reason for writing; I am pleased to inform tu that the Vampire series tu write under the name Luke Amirault is quite popular with readers, much más so than we ever expected....
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It was a high-pitched scream that woke Elvi. Piercing and full of terror, it ripped her from sleep and had her moving before she was quite awake. She started up abruptly only to curse and drop back down when her head slammed into the wooden lid of the coffin.

Groaning at the pain vibrating through her skull, Elvi closed her eyes against the stars dancing before them and pressed a hand against her forehead. She’d really cracked herself good and would have liked to clasp her head in both hands and roll around in agony for a moment, but the casket wouldn’t allow it, and then a segundo terrified...
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The Argeneau family has a secret…one of their own is a rogue vampire!

Nicholas Argeneau was once a successful hunter who went after rogue vampiros who break the immortal law. Except no one has mentioned his name in the last fifty years, not since he turned into a rogue himself. But once a hunter, always a hunter. When Nicholas sees a bloodthirsty sucker terrifying a woman, it’s segundo nature for him to come to her rescue. He had no idea he would also want to kiss her senseless…

One minuto Josephine Willan is taking in a breath of fresh air, and the siguiente sharp fangs are heading straight for her neck! Luckily a gorgeous stranger saves her life . . . and gets locked up for his troubles. Can a man who kisses so lovingly and passionately really have committed the crime he’s accused of? Jo isn’t so sure…and she’s determined to prove that this renegade hunter is worth fighting for.
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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“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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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 . . .
FATE GAVE HER FANGS . . .

Ever since an accident turned her into a knockout vamp, Elvi Black’s been catching her z’s in a coffin, staying out of the sun, and giving up garlic. She knows there’s más to being undead than what she saw in Dracula, but she can’t very well ask her mortal friends about proper biting etiquette. But when her neighbors placed a personal ad for her in the local paper, she never imagined she’d meet Victor Argeneau, a vampire who could have his pick of any woman—dead o alive.

HE’LL mostrar HER HOW TO USE THEM . . .

Rich, powerful, and drop-dead gorgeous, Victor’s the perfect man for a novice neck-biter like Elvi. He’s willing to teach her everything he knows, but he’ll have to do it fast. Someone’s out to put a stake through her new vamp life, and only Victor can keep her seguro – and satisfied – for all eternity.
Prologue
“It’s just a little cena party.”

“Uh huh,” Greg Hewitt murmured. Standing, he caught the receiver in the crook between his shoulder and neck, holding it in place with his chin as he began to clean up his escritorio in preparation of leaving the office. His sister’s voice had taken on a wheedling tone which was always a bad sign. Sighing inwardly, he shook his head as she continued rattling on, telling him what she had planned for the meal and so on, all in an effort to convince him to attend. He noticed she wasn’t mentioning who else was to be at this little dinner, but suspected...
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“Vincent? Are tu there? If you’re there, pick up the phone.”

Vincent Argeneau forced one eyelid upward and peered around the dark room. His inicial office, he saw, managing to make out the shape of his escritorio por the sliver of light coming through the door cracked open to the hallway. He'd fallen asleep on the sofá in his office.

“Vincent?”

“Yeah?” He sat up and glanced around for the owner of that voice, then realized it was coming through his answering machine on the desk. Giving his head a shake, Vincent got to his feet and stumbled across the room. He snatched up the cordless phone,...
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Leigh was only a block and a half from inicial when she noticed the footsteps echoing her own. At first she didn’t think anything of it. This was Kansas. Nothing ever happened here, especially not at five in the morning. Even Dorothy and Toto had to get picked up por a tornado and dropped somewhere else for adventure to come their way.

Of course, this was Kansas City, not some backwater town. There was crime in the city. It was also five o’clock in the morning, and she was a lone woman walking down a dark calle that – while a residential area of old houses with families – was also only...
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"Yo, Rach. I'm going to grab a java. tu want anything?"

Rachel Garrett straightened at Tony's pregunta and wiped the back of her gloved hand across her forehead. She had been bouncing between the chills and fever since arriving at work two hours ago. At the moment, she was in a hot phase. Sweat was gathering across her back and along her scalp as if she'd been running a marathon. She was obviously coming down with something nasty.

Her gaze slid to the clock on the wall. It was almost one. Two hours down, six to go. Rachel almost groaned. Six más hours. The way this flu bug was coming on,...
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