Forbidden Nights with a Vampire (Love at Stake, Book 7)
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Vanda Barkowski is in trouble.
As the owner of a hot nightclub, she's more unconventional than most of her fellow vampires, and if some think her a little out of control, then so be it. But after three former employees filed a complaint about her temper, Vanda is sentenced to an anger management class. Worse, Phil Jones agreed to be her sponsor. Phil, the mortal who is forbidden to her . . .
If Vanda knew who—or what—Phil really is, she'd reconsider her attraction to him, for his true nature is wilder than anything she'd ever imagined. He has tackled the beast within and now is the perfect person to help Vanda with her rage . . . if only he can keep his cool when she makes him so undeniably hot. But with rogue vamps on the loose, will they ever have their forbidden nights?
her hand in his. “What I wanted to say was, this morning, for a few minutes, I thought I was too late to save you. I—I was frantic. That’s why I busted the door down. I could have picked the lock, but I didn’t even think about it. I panicked.” “It’s okay. I’ll pay for the new lock.” “No, you won’t. And I’m trying to make a point here.” He squeezed her hand. “I was terrified I was going to lose you. I completely lost it. I was slinging snake parts all over the place.” She grimaced. “Please—”
ushered her into the kitchen, and she warmed up a bottle of Chocolood in the microwave while he explained his quest for information about Vanda’s past. “You see, I believe she has unresolved issues that she’s been avoiding for years. If we can force Vanda to confront them, we might be able to cure her anger problem.” “Very interesting,” Maggie murmured as she poured hot Chocolood into a teacup. “Well, I’ve studied a lot of psychology, so I think my theory is sound.” “I wasn’t referring to your
right?” She opened her eyes, but looked to the side. “Sure.” He touched her cheek. “I’ve dreamed of doing that for eight years. It was even better than I’d imagined.” “That’s good.” She struggled to sit up, but her arms shook. “Need help?” “No. I’m fine.” She reached for her panties. So, she was going to act aloof. He could take care of that. He pulled his underwear and pants back up. “Thanks, Vanda. You’re a great lay.” Her chin snapped up and her eyes flashed. “Don’t you dare talk to me
She screamed. Bricks flew into the air and flames shot toward her face. She flinched from the heat, and their bodies were thrown. She held onto Phil as the world went black. Chapter Thirteen “Oof.” Vanda landed on the floor of her apartment with Phil sprawled beside her. He rose to his knees. “Are you all right?” “Yes.” Maybe not. Her face felt terribly hot. But at least they hadn’t been burned to a crisp. “There you are! Thank God!” Pamela rushed toward them and helped Vanda to her feet.
friends,” Corky continued, “I have exclusive footage that proves Vanda is still alive. And not only is she still breathing, but she’s engaging once again in disgusting and violent behavior! Just moments ago my operative filmed this scene at the Vampire Blues club in New Orleans. Vanda was there, so drunk and disorderly that she attacked three unsuspecting tourists from Japan!” The video played. The Japanese cheered. “We’re famous!” Yuki shouted. “Brisskys for everyone!” Kyo yelled. Phil