Cursed by a spell meant to destroy them, Taran Wird and her sisters instead developed unique magical talents. With the power of fire and lightning literally at her fingertips, Taran doesn’t fear much. Demons, vamps, whatever—bring ’em on! Only one thing terrifies her: commitment.
Taran is crazy about her boyfriend, Gemini, a sexy were with the incredible ability to split into two separate wolves. But after watching her sister go through heartbreak with the pack’s Alpha, Taran knows not to count on happily ever after—despite Gemini’s desire to claim her as his mate. Reluctantly, she agrees to meet his very traditional and conservative parents. Taran’s a badass with a mouth to match, and Gemini loves her for it. She’s just not positive these attributes will please Mom and Dad.
Unsurprisingly, every attempt by Taran to bond with Gemini’s folks proves disastrous. But in the end, Taran finds that winning them over means unleashing her powers . . . and proving that this foul-mouthed fire-starter is a force to be reckoned with.
body curled against mine firing a need that required some serious
quenching. So I buried my face in his lap to stir him from sleep.
slowed his deep thrusts, grunting hard as he finished, his face
scrunched in what appeared to be pain. But that wasn’t pain, was it?
Nope, not at all. He was simply reacting to how good it felt to join his
body with mine. I nibbled my way along his neck, leaving marks that
faded from one bite to the next until I reached his earlobe and tugged.
“Mornin’, sexy,” I whispered.
understand. I didn’t speak a word of wolf, yet that deep snarl was as
good as the dirty talk we’d exchanged during sex.
Okay, maybe it wasn’t as good as those naughty words. Yet a growl from a
werewolf in his human form was a rare kind of hot few women would know.
from the center of the room, where we’d made love standing up, and back
to our bed. The gentle way in which he kissed me was in direct contrast
to our wicked sex, and to the male most saw.
second in command of the Tahoe region’s Squaw Valley Den
Pack—intelligent, fierce, capable of crushing skulls, quietly confident,
and with fighting skills few weres possessed.
large anatomical parts and good looks aside, Gemini was . . . kind.
When you trash-talked, and entered a room like you owned it like I did,
it attracted a certain caliber of men. The kind that made me grateful I
could protect myself with fire and lightning.