Succubus Heat (Georgina Kincaid, Book 4)
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Georgina Kincaid has been a bad, bad succubus. . .
. . .which should be a good thing. But lately, thanks to her foul mood over breaking up with bestselling writer Seth Mortensen, she's been so wicked that Seattle's über-demon Jerome, decides to "outsource" Georgina to a rival--and have her spy for him in the process.
Being exiled to the frozen north--okay, Vancouver--and leaving Seth in the cozy clutches of his new girlfriend is unpleasant enough. Then Jerome is kidnapped, and all immortals under his control mysteriously lose their powers. One bright spot: with her life-sucking ability gone, there's nothing to keep Georgina from getting down and dirty with Seth--nothing apart from his girlfriend that is. Now, as the supernatural population starts turning on itself, a newly mortal Georgina must rescue her boss and figure out who's been playing them--or all hell will break loose. . .
Praise for Richelle Mead and her Succubus series. . .
"Richelle Mead delivers sexy action and tongue-in-cheek hellish humor--if damnation is this fun, sign me up!" --Lilith Saintcrow, author of The Devil's Right Hand
"This is one of those series I'm going to keep following." --Jim Butcher, New York Times bestselling author
"The mix of supernatural mystery, romance, and reluctant succubus is great fun." --Locus
"Mead cooks up an appetizing debut that blends romantic suspense with a fresh twist on the paranormal, accented with eroticism." --Booklist
off when she suddenly went flying through the air, slamming into the rock. The impact seemed to surprise more than it hurt her, and mercifully, her torture of Dante stopped. She looked around, eyes wide and confused. “What the—” Roman materialized out of the air and strode toward her, fierce and frightening. Finally, I thought. Without my immortal senses, I couldn’t feel his aura or signature, but something told me he was wielding a considerable chunk of his power as he advanced. Doing so was
have to cruise these clubs once I’d concluded business with Isabelle. The jazz club was small and dark, exactly the way you expected such places to be. All the tables were filled, and lots of people stood by the bar or along the wall. I didn’t have any trouble finding Isabelle, though. The signature of a greater immortal filled up a place like this. Hers made me think of sunlight shining through crystals, fracturing into sparkles of color. She sat alone at a corner table. Most obviously single
now. I hope you finally believe I didn’t have anything to do with their stupid plans now! When Jerome finds out, it’s going to be my ass on the line, and knowing my luck, he’ll think you and I are working together.” Yes, this was one of those situations in which there was no way I could win. I was going to get in trouble no matter what I did, but again, I had to attempt damage control. Jerome had a cell phone that he never answered and didn’t even have voice mail for. Hugh was the best way to
just hope you stay safe. Are you any closer to finding him?” I hesitated. Roman had told me not to trust anyone. I was pretty sure that Seth wasn’t going to go run off to any demons in the area and report what I said. I also suspected, however, that Seth wouldn’t be happy to find out Roman was in my life again, no matter how altruistic Roman claimed to be right now. Seth wouldn’t trust him. Hell, I didn’t trust him. “I’ve got a few promising leads,” I said finally. I thought about Grace. “Some
tone with me.” “What tone? I was being polite.” “You know exactly what I’ve been doing, so don’t act like you’re making pleasant conversation.” “Why are they mutually exclusive?” I refused to look at him. “I don’t want to be judged.” “Am I judging you? Sounds more like you’re judging yourself, which really, is the way it should be. The best jury of your peers that you’ll ever find is…well, you. Only you know what you’re capable of and what you want to be.” “Did you find me just to delve