Dark and Damaged:
Eight Tortured Heroes of Paranormal Romance Boxed Set
is now available worldwide for a special introductory
price of only $0.99!
This ebook boxed set features all-new, never-before-
published hot paranormal romances by eight New York
Times and USA Today best-selling romance authors.
Tortured alpha-male bad boys will ignite your darkest, most
secret desires in these stories about vampires, shifters,
dragons, fallen angels, werewolves, demons,
psychic warriors and ghosts.
Dark and Damaged:
Eight Tortured Heroes of Paranormal Romance
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Dark and Damaged:
Eight Tortured Heroes of Paranormal Romance
LION EYES by Jennifer Ashley
Bree has just decided to give up trying to be a Shifter
groupie when a lion Shifter slams into her truck and
tells her to drive. Seamus is on the run from hunters,
other Shifters, and who knows who else. All Bree
knows is that he’s compelling, needs her help, and
most intriguing of all, wears no Collar...
BLOOD FLAME by Caris Roane
Vampire Officer Connor of the Crescent Border Patrol
tries to suppress his desire for the powerful witch, Iris
Meldeere. Because the woman possesses the ability
to kill him with the tips of her fingers, how can he
possibly fall in love with her? When a double
homicide throws them together, he soon finds his
deepest fantasies fulfilled as Iris succumbs to his
seductions. But as they battle together to stay alive,
and love begins to consume them both, will the witch
be able to forgive the dark secrets of his past …
HER SINFUL ANGEL by Felicity Heaton
Cast out of Heaven and now the king of Hell, Lucifer
is a powerful fallen angel warrior with a heart as cold
as ice and soul as black as the bottomless pit. For
millennia, he has ruled his realm with an iron fist as
he plots the demise of his ancient enemies. When
one of those enemies dumps an unconscious mortal
female in the courtyard of his fortress and leaves her
there, Lucifer finds himself entranced by the beguiling
beauty and tempted beyond all reason. But is the
enchanting Nina an innocent pawn in the eternal
game or part of a plot against him?
TEMPTED BY FIRE by Erin Kellison
A powerful dragon shifter has waited six hundred
years to avenge the loss of his family, but the
beautiful mediator sent to prevent violence among the
Bloodkin doesn’t want to be his key to discovering the
murderer—in fact, she wants nothing to do with
dragons at all...
REBEL’S DESIRE by Laurie London
A jaded Iron Guild warrior cares about nothing except
battling a ruthless enemy, but when a beautiful
woman literally runs into his arms, he realizes she
holds the key to his success. As passion ignites, he
must decide whether to sacrifice the woman he’s
falling for or dare to trust his heart again.
THE RESURRECTION OF SAM SLOAN
by Erin Quinn
Trapped in the body of a human, the Reaper is about
to fall in love with a woman he was never meant to
have… When a reaper is trapped in Maggie’s
estranged husband’s body, she knows only that the
man with her husband’s eyes feels like a stranger…
a compelling, seductive stranger who touches her in
ways her treacherous husband never could. She
wants to trust him, but what about the ghost who
haunts their home, implicating him in a gruesome murder…
REDEMPTION by Bonnie Vanak
A cursed alpha wolf promises to free an enslaved
Mage if she mates with him so he can sire an heir, not
realizing she can destroy the dark secret keeping his pack alive.
RAGING DAWN by Colleen Gleason
After the vampires Max Denton hunts brutally murder
his wife, he is nearly destroyed himself and spends
the next ten years living a life of violence and
revenge. But when sensitive information about his
young daughter falls into the hands of the vampires,
Max is forced to team up with the woman whose
father ultimately caused the death of his wife. Savina
Eleaisa has secrets of her own, and she’s determined
to do whatever it takes to clear her father’s name:
even if it involves seducing the most dangerous of
vampires--with or without the help of the arrogant,
brooding Max Denton.
~*~*~ FROM REBEL’S DESIRE BY LAURIE LONDON ~*~*~
Keely needed to sell this kiss.
With her mouth pressed to his, she ran her hands up the muscular plane of his chest, over his leather jacket, and wrapped her arms around his neck. He tasted and smelled amazing—like whiskey and mint, one hundred percent male. She’d always been impulsive, but she’d never done anything quite like this before.
At first his mouth had been rigid, but then his lips softened and began to move against hers, his hand slipped into her hair. The guy was actually kissing her back!
Good. It made this all the more believable.
All she had to do was make it seem like she wasn’t the woman her pursuers were after. That woman had been alone and wearing a faded grey sweatshirt with the hood pulled up. This woman wore a blue tank top, had longish red hair that fell past her shoulders, and was engaging in some serious PDA with her boyfriend.
Two totally different people, right? God, she hoped so.
From the corner of her eye, she saw her two pursuers sprint around the corner. They were coming right this way.
For a moment she questioned her split-second decision to stop running and try outsmarting them. She was desperate. She just hoped she hadn’t been too desperate.
Acutely aware of how high the stakes were, she kissed the stranger with even more intensity. She couldn’t let those men from the club, those thugs, get ahold of her, otherwise where would that leave her sister? It wouldn’t do either of them any good if they were both being held against their will. Plus, this was all her fault. She needed to make this kiss work.
Hitching a knee, she hooked her leg around the man’s hip. It shocked the hell out of her when he cupped his hands under her butt and pulled her other leg up, wrapping them both around his waist.
“Thank you,” she whispered against his lips.
“You’re welcome,” he said, his low, rough voice reverberating through her body like a tuning fork.
Her pursuers drew closer. She could feel them looking in this direction. Instinctively, she put up a mental shield, sending invisible jolts of electricity racing down her arms.
The stranger’s body shifted slightly.
He hadn’t felt that, had he? No, he was reaching for something.
Without breaking the kiss, he turned them so that her back was against the wall. His large frame now stood between her and those men.
Was he protecting her?
Something flashed close to her face.
He had a knife!
Panic and confusion shot through her.
“Shhh. This isn’t for you.” He ran a thumb over the pulse point on her neck.
His touch was intoxicating and she felt herself relax, although she didn’t drop her guard. Almost immediately, he hauled her closer and deepened the kiss, stroking his hand through her hair. He pressed her mouth wider and slipped his tongue inside, acting as if she was his to take. Heat seared through her and desire pooled low in her belly.
Oh God. What was going on? This was all just for show, and yet it felt so…real.
Her heart pounded furiously as the two men jogged past them on the sidewalk, not more than a few feet away. She couldn’t tell if her physical reaction was entirely because of them or this darkly compelling man she was kissing.
The moment her pursuers disappeared around the corner, the man took a step backwards and released her. The blade he’d held a moment ago was gone. She disentangled herself, feeling suddenly awkward.
Now that she was staring up at him from a distance greater than the length of an eyelash, her breath caught in her throat.
He stood a good head taller than her, with sleek raven hair pulled into a low bun, warm olive skin and the most intense gray eyes she’d ever seen. He wore a black leather jacket, a plaid shirt underneath, low-slung jeans and black boots with thick soles. If someone were to ask her what two plus two was right now, she’d probably tell them her middle name.
“Um…thanks. I really appreciate…what you did.” Sure, he’d just saved her ass, but that was, quite possibly, the most amazing kiss in the history of the world.
“What the hell was that?” he asked, anger flashing in his eyes.
It felt as if the balloon she was holding onto had just been popped.
She gave it everything she had, which wasn’t too hard given that the stranger she was kissing was smoking hot.
With her mouth pressed to his, she ran her hands up the muscular plane of his chest, over his leather jacket, and wrapped her arms around his neck. He tasted and smelled amazing—like whiskey and mint, one hundred percent male. She’d always been impulsive, but she’d never done anything quite like this before.
At first his mouth had been rigid, but then his lips softened and began to move against hers, his hand slipped into her hair. The guy was actually kissing her back!
Good. It made this all the more believable.
All she had to do was make it seem like she wasn’t the woman her pursuers were after. That woman had been alone and wearing a faded grey sweatshirt with the hood pulled up. This woman wore a blue tank top, had longish red hair that fell past her shoulders, and was engaging in some serious PDA with her boyfriend.
Two totally different people, right? God, she hoped so.
From the corner of her eye, she saw her two pursuers sprint around the corner. They were coming right this way.
For a moment she questioned her split-second decision to stop running and try outsmarting them. She was desperate. She just hoped she hadn’t been too desperate.
Acutely aware of how high the stakes were, she kissed the stranger with even more intensity. She couldn’t let those men from the club, those thugs, get ahold of her, otherwise where would that leave her sister? It wouldn’t do either of them any good if they were both being held against their will. Plus, this was all her fault. She needed to make this kiss work.
Hitching a knee, she hooked her leg around the man’s hip. It shocked the hell out of her when he cupped his hands under her butt and pulled her other leg up, wrapping them both around his waist.
“Thank you,” she whispered against his lips.
“You’re welcome,” he said, his low, rough voice reverberating through her body like a tuning fork.
Her pursuers drew closer. She could feel them looking in this direction. Instinctively, she put up a mental shield, sending invisible jolts of electricity racing down her arms.
The stranger’s body shifted slightly.
He hadn’t felt that, had he? No, he was reaching for something.
Without breaking the kiss, he turned them so that her back was against the wall. His large frame now stood between her and those men.
Was he protecting her?
Something flashed close to her face.
He had a knife!
Panic and confusion shot through her.
“Shhh. This isn’t for you.” He ran a thumb over the pulse point on her neck.
His touch was intoxicating and she felt herself relax, although she didn’t drop her guard. Almost immediately, he hauled her closer and deepened the kiss, stroking his hand through her hair. He pressed her mouth wider and slipped his tongue inside, acting as if she was his to take. Heat seared through her and desire pooled low in her belly.
Oh God. What was going on? This was all just for show, and yet it felt so…real.
Her heart pounded furiously as the two men jogged past them on the sidewalk, not more than a few feet away. She couldn’t tell if her physical reaction was entirely because of them or this darkly compelling man she was kissing.
The moment her pursuers disappeared around the corner, the man took a step backwards and released her. The blade he’d held a moment ago was gone. She disentangled herself, feeling suddenly awkward.
Now that she was staring up at him from a distance greater than the length of an eyelash, her breath caught in her throat.
He stood a good head taller than her, with sleek raven hair pulled into a low bun, warm olive skin and the most intense gray eyes she’d ever seen. He wore a black leather jacket, a plaid shirt underneath, low-slung jeans and black boots with thick soles. If someone were to ask her what two plus two was right now, she’d probably tell them her middle name.
“Um…thanks. I really appreciate…what you did.” Sure, he’d just saved her ass, but that was, quite possibly, the most amazing kiss in the history of the world.
“What the hell was that?” he asked, anger flashing in his eyes.
It felt as if the balloon she was holding onto had just been popped.
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