Fangs and Fists 2: Grit
by Kate Hill
An erotic paranormal romance from Changeling
Press.
Blurb:
Werewolf gladiator Grit faced his own
mortality in the arena, only to be resurrected by a demon. Grit now lives a
shadowy existence as one of the soulless, remembering only bits and pieces of
his former life. Nonetheless, he recognizes evil and knows he must fight for
the future of his young son, as well as the rest of the world.
Zari, a vampire warrior, helped Grit escape
the tower where he had been imprisoned. She had feelings for Grit when they'd
first met, but at the time he had been mated to another wolf. Now that he's on
his own, they're free to explore their feelings as they fight side by side as
part of the rebellion against the demons. In the midst of war, their love
grows, but danger is everywhere.
Haylen, the demon who resurrected Grit,
offers a bargain that may save or destroy the rebellion. Whatever the outcome,
Zari and Grit intend to face it together and explore the once forbidden passion
between them.
Excerpt:
A moment later, Grit stood behind her--so
close that his body shielded her from the cutting wind.
"I've offended you," he said.
"No." She turned and glanced at
him with a half smile. "It takes a lot to offend me."
He stared into her dark, fathomless eyes
and experienced unfamiliar sensations, though welcome ones. His heartbeat
quickened and a heady feeling--almost like when he'd first awakened--nearly
overcame him.
"Is something wrong?" she asked.
He shook his head and lifted a hand to her
cheek, though he dared not touch her flesh. She was a living woman, one with a
soul. He knew that many humans, ignorant of magical species, believed vampires
and even werewolves lacked souls, but that wasn't true. Grit had a soul once
and lately he had a spark of hope that he would one day reclaim it.
His hand still hovered close to her face.
He was about to lower it when she leaned her cheek into his palm. Drawing a
deep breath, Grit ever so gently caressed her smooth skin, careful to avoid
scratching her with his steel claws.
"You're beautiful," he said.
"And I think you're a little
lonely." She reached up and took his hand.
"I don't expect you to want me."
"I never--"
"I'm tainted. Used. "
"Join the club. No one is
perfect."
"But I'm the only among you who is
soulless."
About Kate
When she's not working on her books, Kate
enjoys reading, working out, spending time with her family and pets and running
the Compelling Beasts Blog, dedicated to antagonists, antiheroes and paranormal
creatures. She also writes under the name Saloni Quinby.
Links:
http://www.kate-hill.com/blog
http://www.kate-hill.com/compellingbeastsblog
https://www.amazon.com/Kate-Hill/e/B002BLS7OW/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1485103167&sr=1-2-ent
4 comments:
Thank you for having me as a guest, N.J.!
My pleasure, Kate.
This is a very different book indeed. A gladiator wolf!! WOW! Sounds interesting for sure. Thanks for posting this.
Thanks for stopping by to check it out, Mary.
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