Author Spotlight - Danica Avet
This week on The Vampire Scribe, I'm happy to host a brand-new author from the Evernight Publishing family. Danica Avet has a sizzling release out entitled, Immortal Love. If you have the hots for sexy, half-mortal heroes, you'll love Danica's latest tale.
Book Blurb:
Enforcer Roxana Love works for Olympus, Inc., the corporate face of
the Greek pantheon, and knows better than to trust anyone in administration.
Assigned to find and protect the newest member of Olympus, Inc., she figures
it’ll be a grab and go job, until she discovers her assignment is the same man
she slept with the night before. Keeping things professional will be near
impossible when she can’t decide if she wants to kill or kiss him.
One night with Roxana isn’t enough for Mason Landry, despite how
crazy she seems. However, he isn’t given much choice when he’s thrown through
his window, attacked by mythical beings, and told he’s part-immortal. Roxana’s
explanation is too fantastical to believe, but if it keeps him by her side,
he’ll go along for the ride. Meeting gods and dodging monsters from lore is
nothing compared to the fight he’ll have winning Roxana’s heart.
Excerpt:
She woke up in a puddle of drool. Roxana made a face. Her mouth tasted like
a cat had taken a shit in it in the middle of the night. Ugh. Morning breath.
She needed a toothbrush and a gallon of mouthwash. Now.
She rolled away from her drool, throwing her arm out. It landed on something
solid and warm. She froze. What. The. Hell. She tried to remember what happened
the night before. Yeah, it didn’t take long for the memories to come roaring
back. Sex. Lots of sex. With a human! A human who had managed to keep up with
her, twist her inside out, and made her come so many times, she felt like they
set a world record.
A groan hovered. No, no regrets. She’d needed last night to work her
frustrations at Zeus out of her system. And it had so worked. She felt more
relaxed than she had in years.
She cracked open one eye and peered around the room. She was in his
apartment. Thank gods it wasn’t hers. He was simply too good at making her come
to injure by kicking him out of her bed.
Dried spit on the side of her face reminded her she’d been drooling.
Drooling! Ugh. She pushed herself up and looked over at Mason. He was flat on
his stomach, half of his body hanging off the bed. She looked at herself. She
was a total bed hog, and she knew it. She’d probably pushed him that way at
some point in the night because she was in the center of the bed with plenty of
room. She smirked.
Served him right after that last round of mind-blowing sex.
Early morning light slanted over the bed, caressing his skin like a lover.
She could stare at his body forever, but that would not work. She had a job to
do. Heaving a mental sigh, she eased out of the bed. He’d been a good lay for
the night, good enough to leave her a little wobbly when she tried to stand.
Okay. That never happened to her. She could usually go several rounds and
still have enough energy and strength to kick ass afterwards. Mason had
definitely been worth the time she lost the night before. Her thighs were
stained with her juices and his cum. She sighed. Glad she’d conjured a pack of
towelettes when she left the bar last night, she grabbed a few to clean
herself. With the way they’d gone at it, it was a damn good thing she couldn’t
get pregnant from a mortal. Her body needed immortal seed to conceive. She
shook her head with a soft laugh.
She found her four thousand dollar dress crumpled on the floor. Eh, looked
like she had another dress to donate to the cleaning service. She waved her
hand towards the dress, sending it to her apartment on Mount Olympus.
She conjured a pair of distressed Hudson
jeans and an Aiko tunic because she’d be combing the streets for Zeus’s
friggin’ grandson. She’d leave the panties for Mason. They were her favorite,
yeah, but were so torn up she couldn’t wear them again.
Roxana smiled and dressed as quickly as she could. No use hanging around for
Mason to get all weepy when he saw the best piece of ass he’d ever had walking
out the door. She wasn’t cocky. She’d seen the enthralled look on his face. She
stopped to buff her nails. Yeah, she was good. And in a damn good mood after
yesterday’s self-pity party.
It took a little longer to find her shoes. She leaned on the bed to put them
on, her gaze eating up the sight of a naked, exhausted Mason sprawled on the
bed. He was so sexy. She sighed. His skin was so gorgeous, like dark satin
poured over steely muscles. Yeah, she could get used to that sight. The scars
littering his skin only made him much more attractive to her. She so loved a
male who—
She blinked. Shook her head. A little laugh escaped her. She was imagining
things, of course. Roxana stood up straight and swung her purse over her
shoulder. She headed to the door, pausing in the doorway.
And looked back at the big man on the bed. His head was turned towards her,
his face relaxed in sleep. She tilted her head to the left, then to the right.
Her heartbeat spiked. No. No, no, no!
Her purse fell to the floor with a thud, but she ignored it as she stalked
back to the bed. Upon closer inspection, the scars looked familiar. Too
familiar for her peace of mind. The scar tissue on her back and chest itched.
No, this could not be happening.
Her legs gave out, and she sprawled on the floor next to the bed. She stared
up at the ceiling as her brain swirled with the implications of what she’d
done.
She’d had sweaty, dirty monkey sex with Heracles’s son. She was so screwed,
she’d be lucky if she could hold her head up at the next inter-company mixer.
Her hands curled into fists.
She was going to kill Mason and make it look like an accident. She was an
Enforcer; she was good at things like that. He’d never even realize it. The
bastard. He’d probably tell his man-whore dad all about her begging him for his
cock. Impotent tears burned her eyes as she imagined the hard-earned respect
she’d gained over the last two thousand years slipping away from her.
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Twitter: @danicaavet
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I'm proud of this one! Good luck, Danica!
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