Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Bitten Shame (Book 2 of the Bend-Bite-Shift Trilogy)

Jill Prescott returned from self-imposed seclusion to help save her best friend Devan’s life. Throwing herself into Devan’s problems and bringing an evil organization to its knees might just be the distraction she needs to keep living without the only man she’s ever loved. Her life changed forever when she was hired to spend a week with Doc Massey.
On the day she became a vampire her youthful innocence ended, but Doc’s love rescued her from being consumed by the darkness. The shadow of that former life continues to loom over her, keeping her from realizing her own self-worth. Running from her past only brings her closer to a destiny that is inextricably connected to what she is trying to escape…
Every gift has both a reward and a price, because All of it fits…
Excerpt from Bitten Shame

Jill knew Eden would never recall the incident. It had been years ago and he ascribed little importance to such things and especially to the children. Now she approached him with bile in her expression and placed her hand under his chin, digging her fingers into his cheeks before he snatched away from her. “I bet you don’t remember the little boy do you, Eden? The one who cried hysterically when you brought him to us, that gash in his head.” She glanced back at the other occupants of the room before returning her eyes to him. “Eden here ordered me to shut him up before he’d let Charlie see to his injuries. He didn’t care about him at all, just himself.”

Eden appeared confused a moment, then his eyes widened and a clear look of recognition flashed in his expression. “You’re that little chit who went to live with Doc,” he nodded, proud of his recollection. “And he fell for you. Always locked up inside that hospital like a coward–”

Jill’s palm made contact with his cheek in a loud smack. Eden cringed in pain and terror, skulking deep into the cushions of the couch to keep away from her.

“Jill…” Devan began, but her friend raised a hand behind her to stop anything the other woman might have said.

It could have appeared to the others in the room that Jill had lost control. It was true that her insides were seething with rage, but she was carefully holding her anger in check. If not for that restraint she might have snapped Eden’s neck with a single blow. 

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