ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO... A VAMPIRE? by Mimi Jean Pamfiloff
MISSING: One human bride last seen fleeing dangerous, sexy vampire.
Reward offered.
After a three-century "time out," legendary vampire Niccolo DiConti vows to fulfill an ancient prophecy and, along the way, defeat the demented queen of the damned. All he has to do is find his human mate, seduce her into agreeing to become a vampire, and bond her to him forever. Luckily, he's handsome, charming, and mind-blowing in bed. How hard could this be?
On vacation in sultry Mexico, biologist Helena Strauss makes the discovery of a lifetime when she meets Niccolo—and finds herself caught in a world of supernatural secrets and dangerous delights. Even more shocking is that he seems to know everything about her and claims her as his true immortal companion. Sure, she can't take her eyes-or mouth-off this gorgeous, perfect being. But can a hot-blooded gal like her really settle down with a cold-hearted vampire?
Excerpt from
Accidentally Married to…A Vampire? by Mimi Jean Pamfiloff (11/19)
Helena’s tense body swooned when
the force of his lips met hers. He pulled her greedily into his hard frame and
moved his strong hands to grip her waist. It felt like he had claimed her as
his personal prize. It felt euphoric. Owned
by a sex god!
Wait! What the hell am I doing? She broke the
kiss and pushed him away again. “This is insane. I don’t know who you are or
how I got here, but you have to let me go. You have the wrong person.”
He smiled devilishly. “Afraid not, my dear Helena. Fate has
united us.”
Helena raised her brow in question.
“However, you are correct, bella. This is insanity. And as much as I would like to show you
the depths of my lunacy—and the things it is asking me to do to your succulent
body at this very moment—we must go. Before
they come for me.”
That sounded ominous. “Who are ‘they’?” Wait. Did she want
to know?
“It is forbidden to speak of such things to a human, but I
vow the day will come when there will be no secrets between us.” The naked
warrior held out his hand. “Come, mio cuore.”
Helena shivered. Something about that explanation left her
feeling substantially more terrified. Why couldn’t humans know? And what
exactly was he? If the scientist in her had no answers, then better not stick
around to find out.
Helena nodded. She took his hand—it was cool to the touch,
yet heated her skin at the same time—and followed him through the chamber
toward the doorway. As they reached the passage, Helena nonchalantly dipped
down and grabbed a golden statue. It reminded her of an Oscar. In fact, she
could swear there was an inscription on its base.
Sally Field? Too
dark to know for certain.
She quickly jumped and struck Niccolo in the back of his
head with all her strength. He stumbled to the side. She squeezed past him down
the passage.
The moment she burst from the temple into the night, the
stupidity of her plan hit home. How far could she get?
At least he was barefoot, bare everything—sigh—and she still had on her low-tops.
That might give her the advantage. Question was, would she find her way back to
civilization? She had to try.
Helena pushed frantically with her hands through rough
branches and vines. They lashed at her face and scratched her arms and legs.
She ran straight into a tree trunk.
She cupped her nose. Ow!
That hurt!
Thankfully, it wasn’t broken.
She slid around the enormous tree, panting and sweating.
She continued on with her hands extended, wondering if running through the
jungle, unable to see a goddamned thing, was actually more dangerous than
trying her luck with that man. Were there any cliffs around here?
Helena tripped and landed on her knees, reopening the cut.
“Son of a—” She cupped her hands over her mouth. She quickly picked herself up
and slammed right into something hard again. Another tree? She probed hesitantly with her hands.
Nope. Not a tree.
“Well, well…What have we here?” said a deep, unfamiliar
voice.
Helena screamed.
Two steel hands grasped her shoulders. “Hush, hush, now…”
The voice was low and menacing.
She couldn’t see so much as an outline of a body or face.
“Who the hell are you?”
“I go by Rodrigo. You may call me ‘Lucky.’ It’s been eons
since I’ve dined on such a pure Forbidden, and your fresh blood smells…”—he
paused and inhaled deeply—“divine.”
Yes. Running away had
been a bad choice. Helena kicked and fought, but whatever held her was a
thousand times stronger. She suddenly felt his hot tongue run down her neck.
“Ummm. Delicious.”
He tasted her? Holy
shit! “Let me go!” Helena shrieked. The man wrapped his unyielding arms
around her waist and crushed her into his body.
“Release her, Rodrigo.” Niccolo’s deep voice sliced through
the night like a welcome knife. “Or I will rip out your entrails and force you
to swallow them. Repeatedly.”
Rodrigo froze, but did not loosen his painful grip on her
body. Like a caveman trying to hold on to
a drumstick, she thought.
“So, the anonymous tip was right.” Rodrigo’s voice was
filled with arrogance. “You’re just the vampire we’ve been looking for.”
Vampire? Did he just
say “vampire”? Helena’s frazzled body took what little energy it had left
to resist fainting. She shook her head.
“And, let me compliment your fashionable attire, my friend.
Is naked the new black?” said Rodrigo.
Apparently, the two men could see each other. That figures; all monsters can see in the
dark.
“I am uncertain of what happened to the old black while I
have been indisposed,” Niccolo replied flatly. “But I have no interest in
indulging your urges to discuss my legendary body. I do, however, want you to
let my woman go.”
My woman?
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About Mimi Jean Pamfiloff
Before taking up a permanent residence in the San Francisco Bay Area, Mimi spent time living near NYC (became a shopaholic), in Mexico City (developed a taste for very spicy food), and Arizona (now hates jumping chollas, but pines for sherbet sunsets). Her love of pre-Hispanic culture, big cities, and romance inspires her to write when she's not busy with kids, hubby, work, and life...or getting sucked into a juicy novel. She hopes that someday leather pants for men will make a big comeback and that her writing might make you laugh when you need it most.
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