Tomorrow is release day for Unleashed. Woot! If you’ve read and enjoyed Wolf for Christmas, you’ll like this one. Actually, you might like it even if you didn’t enjoy Salina and Aheron’s story, because this one doesn’t have Santa, but it does have hot sex and fun.
Book title: Unleashed (a Fangs & Fur novella)
Author: Sotia Lazu
Release date: 27 November 2015
Publisher: Acelette Press
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Grayon is ousted from the only life he knows, for trying to do the right thing. The Earth plane is his punishment, and both his human and wolf nature hate the smell of London and long to return to The Forest, but for now he has to accept the hospitality of the local vampire Master and the annoying undead chick that comes with it.
Raven loves nothing more than control. Her life was all mapped out, as was her death. The only thing she hasn’t planned for is this hot piece of shifter that grates on her nerves, with his cocky grin and sculpted body.
Vampires and shifters were enemies till recently, and some still consider this to be the case. It’s up to Grayon and Raven to decide if they will hate each other or…
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Grayon’s head throbbed. His heart hurt. His body ached with the effort to keep the wolf down.
Chivalry had gotten him ousted. To Earth.
Where fucking vampires roamed.
Right on cue, the one in front of him took a step closer. Grayon jumped to his feet. The only vampires he knew had fought on his side, after their kind and his became allies. That had been back in his plane, though. For all he knew, this bloodsucker was out for Grayon’s blood.
“Chill out, pooch. I mean no harm.” Her giggle grated his nerves.
“I’m not a dog, and I doubt you could hurt me, Deadgirl.” He hunched his shoulders and lowered his body mass, preparing for a fight, if that was what she sought.
He relaxed when she stepped out of the shadows and within his field of vision. She barely came up to his clavicle and had to weigh less than a werefox in animal form.
His smirk was still forming on his lips, when she swept his legs from under him and landed him on his ass. His head thunked on a tree root. “Ow.”
The vampire came to stand next to him. “See? I can totally hurt you.” She was even shorter than he’d thought and balanced her weight effortlessly on chunky six-inch heels. Tight black leather stretched over her generous curves, and the tips of her jet-black hair were bright blue.
“What? You got a concussion now?” She nudged him with the toe of her lace-up boot.
Grayon growled. He rolled to the side and was back on his feet in no time, glad his head and sight were now clear. “Next time I’ll be ready, bloodsucker.”
It seemed as good a line as any, to end the unpleasant exchange with. He made a show of turning his back to her and hoped she couldn’t tell he had no clue where he headed. At least he had a plan. Once he put some distance between himself and the annoying female, he’d try to figure out exactly where the witch’s spell had landed him. He was pretty sure it’d be a terrible place. After all, the witch followed Xenon’s instructions, and Grayon was in the pack leader’s shit list these days.
“Like you know where you’re going.” The vampire’s voice came from ahead, and Grayon cursed under his breath. “I heard that,” the vampire said.
“Good. Now hear this too. Go the fuck away, or I’ll rip your head off.”
By the time he realized she was rushing him, he was on his ass again.
“You weren’t ready this time either.” She crossed her arms and looked down at him.