Full Moon Rising (Riley Jenson Guardian)
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In this exciting debut, author Keri Arthur explodes onto the supernatural scene with a sexy, sensuous tale of intrigue and suspense set in a world where legends walk and the shady paths of the underworld are far more sinister than anyone envisioned.
A rare hybrid of vampire and werewolf, Riley Jenson and her twin brother, Rhoan, work for Melbourne’s Directorate of Other Races, an organization created to police the supernatural races–and protect humans from their depredations. While Rhoan is an exalted guardian, a.k.a. assassin, Riley is merely an office worker–until her brother goes missing on one of his missions. The timing couldn’t be worse. More werewolf than vampire, Riley is vulnerable to the moon heat, the weeklong period before the full moon, when her need to mate becomes all-consuming.…
Luckily Riley has two willing partners to satisfy her every need. But she will have to control her urges if she’s going to find her brother….Easier said than done as the city pulses with frenzied desire, and Riley is confronted with a very powerful–and delectably naked–vamp who raises her temperature like never before.
In matters carnal, Riley has met her match. But in matters criminal, she must follow her instincts not only to find her brother but to stop an unholy harvest. For someone is doing some shifty cloning in an attempt to produce the ultimate warrior–by tapping into the genome of nonhumans like Rhoan. Now Riley knows just how dangerous the world is for her kind–and just how much it needs her.
From the Hardcover edition.
shrugged. “He was getting dangerous.” “Because he was getting close?” “Yes.” “And where is he now?” His eyes glinted at me. “Do you care?” I rolled my eyes. “He’s a vampire, for God’s sake.” Talon snorted. “At least you have some taste left. He’s downstairs, in a cell. He’ll prove a good test for my latest batch.” “He’s not a guardian.” It was a guess, but a fairly certain one. His smile flashed. “No. He is something better—an extremely old vampire.” Part of me ached to ask about Kelly,
dysfunctional clones at his back, and they very well might. The elevator stopped, and the doors opened. Quinn released me and peered out. I retrieved a couple of knives from my boots and put them in the coat’s pockets. “Clear.” He tugged me out. “Go left and take the first corridor on the right. The exit is at the very end.” I didn’t move, etching his face in my mind, just in case something happened and I never saw him again. “Go,” he said softly and released my hand. I stepped forward,
the sun burned into my eyes. Something cut my arm, and pain seared deep. Farther down, cold touched my stomach, sliding around like ice. The pain in my arm eased. Then, for a while, there was nothing but darkness. When the fragments gradually returned, they formed a picture of rising pleasure. I drifted on silk, writhing and moaning, my skin on fire and every muscle screaming with pleasure. Hands stroked me. Heat filled me. Every inch of me quivered under the relentless assault, until I couldn’t
rest of me in waves. “There’s a nice restaurant down near the Swanston Street end,” he said, his voice a musical caress that made me want to sigh. “Do nice restaurants sell burgers and fries?” “This one does. Tell me what you discovered about Moneisha.” “Security is tight, and they apparently have infrared cameras.” “That’s going to be a problem.” I took the microchip from my pocket. “Information and floor plans.” He smiled. “Then perhaps we should grab take-away and make our way to my
surprising. “You stupid bastard.” My voice was little more than a cracked whisper, but he was a wolf and would have no trouble hearing it. “You have no idea of the trouble you’ve landed yourself in.” “I think not.” His smile was all arrogance, his eyes chips of golden ice. “Government departments tend to turn a blind eye to the sexual practices of werewolves.” “This is kidnapping, and that’s a crime.” “But that’s not what anyone believes, because I rang up stating you are ill. You’re on sick