Alexis Byornsson has her hands full in the ER when her patient’s uncle
blows into the exam room. Stitching up a five-year-old’s cut is hard
enough without a blond god distracting her all to hell.
To say she’s furious is putting it mildly—not that anyone would notice.
Not with the legendary control that’s earned her the nickname “Dr.
Luke Steel never knew a woman chastising him could be so sexy. But for
the first time in three hundred years, passion stirs in his gut—along
with panic. Since his wife was taken before his eyes in a brutal
attack, he’s sworn he’d never feel that powerless again.
Almost before either Luke or Alexis realize what’s happening, they’re
sharing a blazing kiss that shatters her logical armor and unleashes
his wholly unwanted mating instinct. And spurs a closer-than-skin enemy
to put into motion a devastating plan for revenge.
"Hughes’ novel is action-packed from start to finish.
Alexis and Luke are quite serious characters, but both are well drawn
in their determination to do what they believe is right. The inclusion
of a bad guy in an unexpected spot makes for a nice element of surprise
and adds to the depth of the tale. A must-read!" ~
"Mary Hughes brings us back to Meier’s Corners just in time for a
little Christmas miracle as she thaws out Dr. Frozen and loosens up the
Untouchable Steel." ~
"Action, sizzling hot romance and vampires. I got tons more than I expected and it was great. Recommended."
there are dangers around every corner, double dealing, masks and so much more. It is a real page turner…" ~
and is extremely hard to put down. I can't wait to read the rest of the series." ~
"The chemistry sizzles and the emotions flow from every page with
vibrant intensity... These strong captivating characters cpature the
"[Passion Bites is] the ninth book in the series but it works well as a standalone" ~
“Damn.” I scowled at the computer screen. “There’s no
discharge option for a father simply whisking the patient away.” I’d have to
improvise. I pecked at the keyboard, trying to make a fifty-letter issue fit a
two-radial-button field. Computers make all our lives better, when they’re not
clucking them fup.
Nurse Battle glanced at Luke and cleared her throat. “I will
be bringing in the next patient. Room Two.” “Vill” and “brinkink”.
“Thanks.” Busy with my little computer issue, the click of
door as she left barely registered.
But gradually, an intense stare on the back of my skull ate
through my concentration, setting off a shiver low in my pelvis. Squirming a
bit on my seat, I turned.
Luke’s eyes burned gold on me. “You remind me of someone…”
He slipped two long fingers under my chin and tipped my head from side to side,
studying my face so intimately I burned for his hot gaze lower. Much lower.
“Especially about the mouth…”
His irises heated to red-gold and dialed wide, all pupil
with thin coronas of copper, like twin solar eclipses. His nostrils flared and
his lips parted, as if he was having trouble breathing. He stepped next to me
and bent until his breath was warm on my skin.
Close enough to kiss me.
My own breath quickened. I hadn’t had the release of sex in
a while, concentrating on my plans for the future.
But here was a vampire, Mr. Insta-sex, dropped in my lap.
Desire rose hot and thick, more than usual, bubbling like a
head of beer, foaming up until it threatened to overflow.
I was at work but between patients, the door was shut, and
besides, I’d never kissed anyone above seven-point-two on the sexiness scale.
Did an angel taste different?
Well, there it was. I had to do it. Scientific necessity,
really. Just a taste.
My eyelids slid shut and I shivered in anticipation.
His mouth alighted on mine like the brush of angel wings.
Brief sweet touches that said, Hello, that’s nice, you’re nice.
So. For the catalog, angels’ lips tasted deliciously sweet.
My heart beat faster, my belly shimmering. My lips parted on
a soft sigh of invitation, coming all the way from my curling toes.
His tongue answered playfully, with short little licks that
teased and tempted. Not so much tasting me as letting me get a taste of him.
I flicked a tiny lick back.
He purred his approval. His artistic fingers came to cradle
the back of my head. He worked his lips and tongue against my mouth, revving my
feminine engine with a fine skill and precision. I opened to him. His tongue
Angel lips were sweet; angel mouths were hot, spicy and
boldly male. A shiver of desire threaded me, pooling as golden heat low in my
belly, bubbling up as a soft moan of pleasure.
I stood, palms on his chest, and pressed flush to him.
A thin layer of cotton shirt covered hot boulders beneath my
palms. I’d touched well-built men, toned muscles and warm skin. I’d never felt
a man like him, like scaling bare rock cliffs. A moan tore from my throat.
His groan twined in. “You taste amazing. All hot and wet.”
His head slanted, his tongue beginning to plunge. Angel wings became angel
I gasped. That driving tongue pistoned with intense male power.
His heat rushed in, waking every bit of my mouth. Like biting a cinnamon
red-hot, my lips, then my whole body flushed with desire, a flame spiraling
through me like a coiled, lit fuse.
Luke might look like an angel, but his kiss was hotter than
Hunger rushed through me, dark and powerful. Suddenly I was
the most excited I’d been in my life. Ready to hop up on the exam table, pull
out the stirrups and play doctor. My fingers curled, digging into iron-hard
pectorals, and I swirled my hips against him.
As if my hip bump was a cue, something unlocked in him.
Strong arms wrapped me, pulling me into an inferno of lust. He wasn’t playing
anymore. He kissed me in a flurry of lips and teeth and tongue, driving me mad
with desire. I pressed into his hard body. He embraced me so tightly, we
Against my belly, a hard length grew enticingly.
I was two seconds from suggesting we put the exam table to
good use when the door clicked open.