Thursday, May 8, 2014

Don't Blackmail the Vampire (Entangled Covet) by Tiffany Allee Excerpt

Don't Blackmail the Vampire (Entangled Covet) by Tiffany Allee

Rachel Davis will do anything to get her sister out of a bad relationship with her fiancé. Even if it involves a few fibs, a little breaking-and-entering, and blackmailing the fiancé's potential boss, Charles, for his help. So what if the handsome Charles happens to be a vampire?
Charles Wright has found the perfect way to trap the man threatening his brother's wife: cozy up to him, get invited along on the skiing trip, and then search for incriminating evidence. How much better that audacious but gorgeous Rachel is just as eager to nail the bastard. As far as he's concerned, there's nothing wrong with a little blackmail between two consenting adults. Especially when it's time for Rachel to pay up.
Using a burst of power, Charles did his best to calm her.
Rachel had an iron will, but her breathing slowed slightly, and she stopped edging away from him. That was a start.
“I’m not going to hurt you.”
“That’s exactly what a vampire about to hurt me would say.”
“Touché. But I’m really not.”
“Not a vampire?”
“Not going to hurt you,” he corrected. Going into the whole spiel about how he was a good vampire, a lawful one who believed in the sanctity of life, was hardly going to convince her after she’d caught him drinking someone’s blood. And even though her fear had lessened, she didn’t exactly look ready to sit down with him over a beer for a long talk. “I could go into a speech about how life has value, but you’d dismiss that as a lie.”
Her lips twitched. The calming had definitely taken the edge off her fear. “Give it a shot.”
“Well, it’s true. Vampires aren’t undead creatures who”—he raised his hands like they were clawed—“vant to suck your blood.” He gave her his best Dracula voice.
A laugh broke free, but it sounded half hysterical.
“Seriously. I’m just a man with different dietary needs.” And enhanced speed, strength, and senses. Probably best not to point that out, or the fact that he could normally control a person’s mind and memories to a certain extent. “I don’t kill people. Ever. It’s kind of a rule.”
“A vampire rule.”
“A law, really. Also a human law, unless I’m mistaken. Unless our lives are in danger, we aren’t permitted to kill humans. And believe me, it’s not a pleasant fate if you’re caught by the vampire council.”
She wasn’t convinced. “Then what exactly were you doing to that poor woman before I came out here?”
“Not killing her. Borrowing a bit of her blood. And giving her a hell of a good implanted memory to go with it.” He winked.
Another nervous laugh escaped her, but the hysterical edge wasn’t quite so sharp. “Is that how you get your reputation? Convincing women they had a life-altering time with you, when all you really did was use them for food?”
“You think I have a reputation? You burn me.” He gripped his heart dramatically.
“I have no doubt your reputation precedes you many places, vampire.” She swallowed hard and repeated herself. “Vampire.”


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