BLURB
A Witch. A Wolf. And defective magic.
Samantha Willow is a defective witch. Her magical powers are useless, and her coven has turned its back on her. Her comfortable and serene lifestyle is short-lived when a new neighbor moves in next door. Romance was not on the agenda. To add to her problems, one of her customers ends up dead, and the police want answers.
Dex Lycophron, wolf, and immortal warrior has had enough of fighting for humanity. He wants to put his feet up and relax, but when he gets a whiff of his delectable witchy neighbor, he knows he’s not going to rest until he claims her as his mate. But to do that he must return to the world and connections he left behind.
Will the Witch admit that they belong together?
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EXCERPT:
Samantha tossed and turned all night. The dream was always the same. She shifted again, trying to wipe it from her mind. She had better things to think of than that wretched coven she had grown up with, like her hot neighbor.
Oh yeah, Sam, all that muscle. Great, thinking of him didn’t help, that made things worse. She started heating up.
“This is stupid.” She pulled the covers back and headed to the shower. The more she envisaged her hot neighbor the more she wanted to go over to his house and ask for a cup of sugar or something more.
She turned the taps on, let the cold water blast her. She let out a scream, and Gilbert came running, barking continuously. “Calm down, it’s just water.”
He turned and trotted back out of the bathroom.
She had just enough time to soak her hair before a loud banging came from the front door. “Damn it.” She turned the taps off and grabbed a towel to dry off then threw a bathrobe on and bolted down the stairs to open the door. Her mouth dropped at all the hotness taking up the door space.
Dex was standing there in nothing but his pajama bottoms. She scanned his face, losing herself in those blue eyes before doing a slow crawl down the expanse of his chest to his toes. Holy mother in heaven this man was perfection. She’d never be able to wipe this moment from her consciousness. She shook her head when she realized she was ogling. When she locked eyes with Dex again, he was grinning.
“Like what you see?” His deep voice did nothing to help.
“Um, um. Why are you here?”
“I heard a scream.” Gilbert came scattering along and headed straight to Dex’s feet. Dex bent to pick him up, and the traitor started licking his face and chest.
She was envious in that moment and cleared her throat. “Um, that was just the cold water.”
“Do you have problems with your plumbing? I could take a look.” He was still grinning, and there was a definite sparkle in his eyes.
Why did it feel like he wasn’t really talking about her watering system? A wave of heat hit her. She needed to get him off her front porch before she threw him down and had her way with him. Images flashed in her mind—she naked with Dex. “Ah, no. It’s all good. Just a little clumsiness on my part.” She made a move to grab Gilbert. “Thank you for checking in. Come on Gilbert.”
Author Info
Efthalia lives in Sydney, Australia with her husband and two children.
Her passion for writing was cultivated by the stories her mother told her as a child. Now she writes exciting new worlds with gods, power, and passion.
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