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Synopsis
After sorceress Alexandra
tries to kill her insane father, her fae uncle expels her from the Otherworld
in an attempt to keep her safe. Living among humans, she keeps her connection
with the supernatural by working for vampires and werewolves.
When she stumbles upon a
hurt werewolf pup her efforts to heal him inadvertently break the bonds tying
the young lycan to the pack, making her his new alpha.
This is the least of
Alexandra’s worries though, for back in the Otherworld her father has not
forgotten her. He dispatches an assassin to kill her. But just who is this
mysterious foe, and what will their arrival mean not only to Alexandra but to
the delicate balance of the world?
Nature
of the Beast is the first book in the Tangled Bonds
series.
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Excerpt
“MY MOM IS coming to visit.” Sean put the phone down and stared wild-eyed at me.
“Okay. Cool.”
But it wasn’t okay or
cool. Sean’s mother wasn’t your everyday mom but one of the most powerful fae
this side of the Door. Ancient magical creatures, almost as old as Earth
itself, the fae had moved from their place of birth, the Otherworld, many
millennia ago. They had come through the Door and walked among the humans,
using their magic to hide in plain sight. The most powerful of them, the Lords
who ruled them, had stayed behind; although, there were some who had welcomed
the change of a new world. While my suspicions that she was one of those Lords
remained unanswered, there was no denying her power.
And as far as I knew, she
hadn’t left her home in almost ten years. Last time she did, she placed Sean in
my care, without him knowing so, I might add, and that was it. I became his
guardian, which put her in my debt. Sort of. Not that I was thinking of
collecting any time soon.
After she asked me to
watch over her boy, I was nervous. After all, if anything went wrong and
something happened to Sean, my head would be on the line; but on the other
hand, it didn’t feel like she gave me much choice in the matter. It was phrased
as a request, but her tone suggested otherwise. Why she had chosen me, a mixed-breed
fae with little knowledge of the World Above, I had no idea.
So, trying to respect her
conditions, I tracked his movements and orchestrated what seemed like a random
encounter. I bumped into him, spilled a whole cup of scalding coffee on his trousers,
and offered to take him out for a drink to make it up to him. He’d been a bit
wary at being asked out by a chick, but he went with it. And what started like
an awkward date, turned out to be the beginning of an honest
friendship.
So why was Sari coming
over now?
“‘Okay, cool?’ Didn’t you
hear what I just said? My mother is coming to visit.”
“I heard you the first
time. So what? Your mom is cool.” And
deadly. I sipped my tea and smirked at him.
“You’re enjoying this,
aren’t you?”
“Of course I am. How often
do I get the chance to see you this flustered?”
About the author
Born in
Romania, land of the Iele and Vlad the Impaler, AIMEE BRISSAY has spent all her
life surrounded by books. She has ridden side by side with d’Artagnan and The
Three Musketeers to retrieve the Queen’s diamonds, set sail on the Erasmus in
search of the Japans, fell in love with Rhett Butler and roamed the Wild West
along Old Shatterhand. She has walked on the footsteps of the Olympian Gods and
searched for Zalmoxis’ sanctuary in the Carpathians. In her mind, she’s never
been the damsel in distress but rather the knight in shiny armor
fighting for a cause.
With a background like
this, turning to writing was no surprise.
Aimee discovered erotica
early on in life and has never looked back. Now she can write anywhere, even in
a crowded room or a busy subway station, but she loves solitude.
When she’s not at her evil
day job, she can be found writing or playing with her cat. She welcomes
messages from readers and promises to answer all of them as soon as possible.
Aimee
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