The Bliss Drip Rozalyn Hunt Series #1
Paranormal Romance
June 16, 2020
165 pages
I never expected my ex to walk back into my life. Especially as a vampire.
Macory "Mac" Jacobs walks back into our southern small town and my life will never be the same. He pulls me into his world of supernatural creatures that I thought were only fiction. He asks me to help him run a blood donation program to serve the local vampire protection and protect the neighbors we grew up around. But he has no idea how much risk this request will put me in and I need him close to keep me safe. Will my heart want him even closer?
Or will the confident and oh-so-tempting boss of his, an archdemon named Felix, sweep me off of my feet? He is just as drawn to me as I am to him. Clues will begin to emerge that there are reasons from our past for such an attraction.
I had always known there was something different about me and these revelations will surprise everyone I love.
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The Bliss Drip by Liddie Cain
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Excerpt:
Morning sunlight, bright and clear, filled my room and lifted me out of the depths of sleep. My mind nagged that something was wrong. I sat up. Everything looked normal. There was the usual clutter with clothes slung over the back of the chair in front of my vanity table and the unorganized bookshelf by the window. The closet door was open, and I could see the clothes I had on yesterday sitting on top of the dirty clothes hamper. Then it clicked.
The shattered glass, the fire bottle and injuries. I reached up and touched my hair, surprised to find it felt clean. I pushed the covers back and found I was wore clean pajamas. Mac walked into my bedroom door as I was standing up out of the bed.
“Morning, heard you moving around in here. How do you feel?”
“I feel okay, but…” I looked down at my pajamas.
He lifted his eyebrows in question then realized what I was asking and amusement slid across his face. “Wondering if I closed my eyes while I changed your clothes?”
“Mac!”
He laughed. “I have seen you without clothes several times, Rozalyn.”
“Oh god,” I groaned, sitting back down on the edge of my bed and slapping a hand up on my face. I heard him walk toward me, then his hand grasped my shoulder.
“Relax.” I could still hear laughter in his tone. “I called your mom. She took care of both of you. I only took orders and moved you where she needed you.”
“Oh, thank you. She would have been pretty worried. I can’t believe I didn’t wake up for any of it.”
“I even laid you on the kitchen counter for her to wash your hair over the sink.”
“Wow. How is Darby?”
“She’s fine. She’s already up. She didn’t pass out as hard as you did so she was able to get herself cleaned up with a little help from your mom. Your mom is cooking breakfast, you will need some food.”
He turned to leave, and on impulse, I stood and grabbed his arm. My heart rate shot up as he turned back, standing close in front of me.
“Mac.” Annoyingly, my voice came out breathless. “I want to thank you.”
“Don’t.”
His face grew tense.
“But you saved us–”
“I caused it. I knew that kind of reaction was possible, and I should have had protection for you already arranged.”
I shook my head. “There is no way you could have predicted someone would try to set the place on fire.”
The grim expression remained on his face. I went up on tiptoe and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him into an embrace. With my mouth close to his ear, I said softly. “It was only a scare. Me and Darby are both fine and you took care of the threat.”
His arms slid up around me as I spoke against his ear. I responded to his arms, his nearness. My heart raced and excitement swelled immediately. My fingertips touched his hairline on the back of his neck. His skin was cool as mine burned.
One of his hands trailed a delicate path up my back before sinking into the hair on the back of my head and tightening its grip. My lips parted, my breath spilling out across his ear as I leaned back. Our faces lingered close. His lips were right there in front of mine.
He let his forehead fall against mine as his grip loosened. “Dove,” he said quietly. I shivered at the pet name as he took a step back, his expression pained.
I stood there looking at him, wanting him again so much. “You think it’s only because of drinking your blood?”
He nodded. “I’ll be in the kitchen with your mom and Darby.”
He lingered for one last heated look before turning and leaving the room.
My body was still feeling the rush of wanting him. I groaned in frustration. I knew that I’d been very determined to keep this on a professional level when he first reappeared. That didn’t change the fact that I was standing there yearning for him to come back in here and take me into those arms. For now, I could only agree to disagree with myself whether or not I wanted to keep this platonic.
Being all turned on with nowhere to go was putting me in a bad mood.
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