Her cruelest temptation...
A werewolf’s bite has just one cure, and vampire Lucien Marchetta intends to find it. But first he must convince Professor Natalie Segova to help him. Natalie once considered Lucien a friend and protector...until he abandoned her to a terrible tragedy. And yet she still struggles to resist his tantalizing allure and the intimate memories of their past.
Racing to locate the cure, Lucien and Natalie tangle in a seductive power play where every move ratchets up the intensity of their blistering attraction. But time is running out and the veil between death and life is shifting. If Lucien doesn’t reclaim Natalie’s heart soon, he could lose her—and everything he values—forever.
“I don’t believe we’ve met.” Natalie kept her expression blank. Not in this lifetime, anyway.
“Natalie?” Lucien gave his head a little shake. “It can’t be…”
“I am Professor Natalie Segova,” she assured him politely. “Was there something you needed?” Natalie looked up at the hunky, gorgeous—ugh—vampire in front of her.
He tilted his head, his eyes narrowing as though trying to make sense of the insensible. “Uh, sorry, you—you remind me of someone.”
“I must have one of those faces.” She shrugged again and started to turn away.
“Wait—uh, Professor. Could I ask you some questions? About your studies,” he clarified in that rich, deep timbre. God, it still had the ability to draw her attention, to suck her in and make her forget everything else around her. She remembered that voice murmuring softly to her in the darkness.
Yeah, she remembered a lot of damn things.
SHANNON CURTIS grew up picnicking in graveyards (long story) and reading by torchlight, and has worked in various roles, such as office admin manager, logistics supervisor and betting agent, to mention a few. Her first love—after reading, and her husband—is writing, and she writes romantic suspense, paranormal and contemporary romance. From faeries to cowboys, military men to business tycoons, she loves crafting stories of thrills, chills, kills and kisses. She divides her time between being an office administrator for the Romance Writers of Australia and creating spellbinding tales of mischief, mayhem and the occasional murder. She lives in Sydney, Australia, with her best-friend husband, three children, a woolly dog and a very disdainful cat. Shannon can be found lurking on Twitter, @2BShannonCurtis, and Facebook, or you can email her at [email protected]—she loves hearing from readers. Like…LOVES it. Disturbingly so.
Vampire Undone
Shannon Curtis
This story is dedicated to Allison Rogers—Lucien is your hunk!
Thanks so much for the inspiration :-)
Contents
“What about a nice, fresh Zinfandel?”
Natalie Segova ignored the suggestion and kept reading her book of poetry.
“Or perhaps a glass of Merlot? Something warm and full-bodied to ward off the chill evening?”
“You know you can’t serve me anything, Terry,” she whispered as she kept her eyes glued to the page.
“What about some nuts?