Dark Dichotomy Collection by Aubrey Ross

Dark Dichotomy (Collection)
by Aubrey Ross

Cover art by Reneé George
ISBN: 978-1-60521-299-9
Genre(s): Paranormal, Action/Adventure, Dark Fantasy, Collections
Theme(s): Ménage
Series: Dichotomy
Length: Collection

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Blurb:

The Burton brothers' secrecy has kept Napa Valley gossiping for generations. Now a vision reveals an enemy lurking in the shadows, waiting to destroy them all. A soul bonding is the only way to ensure Kendra's safety. But first she must accept the complexity of their nature and learn to revel in the pleasures awaiting her as the mate of a Dichotomy.

Determined to find her missing niece, Lark Emery follows the clues to Napa Valley. Aidan finds the stunning blonde poking her nose into matters that don't concern her and decides to use her in his revenge plot against the Burton brothers. He manipulates her perception with erotic dreams and false memories then sets her in the path of Evan Burton.

One of the few humans trusted with the secrets of the Dichotomy, Nicole has always been fascinated with brooding Leos and his handsome day-dwelling twin, Daniel. Her newest artistic creation is a multi-media display called "Mischief." Claiming she needs a male perspective on the project, Nicole uses the erotic images to arouse and entice the widowers. Leos and Daniel are far from immune to Nicole's obvious charms, but can they trust her with their wounded hearts, or is she merely a pawn in their enemy's dangerous game of revenge?



This collection contains the previously released novellas in the Dark Dichotomy series: Misbehaving, Mistress, and Mischief.



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Torral let his gaze travel the length of Kendra's body, amazed that he could find no flaw. A friend had suggested he contact Kendra after she refurbished his San Francisco restaurant. She specialized in period recreation and upscale renovation. Torral had been impressed with her confidence and expertise when they spoke on the telephone. He'd known she was relatively young, but he hadn't expected her to be this attractive.
Her hair combined gold, bronze, and copper in a riot of shimmering curls. She stood at an angle, her face presented in profile. He wanted to trace her pert nose with his index finger then frame her face with his hands and outline her lips with his tongue.
She was applying for a job, for god's sake. His lust was completely out of place. Still, he couldn't suppress it entirely. His need deepened and expanded, heating his blood and speeding his pulse. He shoved his hands into his pockets. If he touched her now, he wouldn't be able to stop.
Deep within his being Ryan stirred, possessive and restless. Torral glanced at the horizon. Dusk was hours away. Why had his nocturnal side awakened? Ryan surged, stretching the confines of sleep state, triggering transformation.
Torral spun toward the door, his movements stilted. He couldn't allow her to see the change.
"Are you all right?"
He raised his hand and waved her back without turning around. "Give me a minute."
The proposal sailed to the floor as he rushed from the room and darted across the hall. He closed the door to the master bedroom and leaned against it. The floor tilted and his vision blurred.
Too soon! He shot the thought inward. Go back to sleep.
Do not let her leave, Ryan responded. She is in danger.
Urgency washed over Torral, heightening his awareness and compounding his lust. Images swirled through his mind, dizzying and arousing.
He lay on his side in a rumpled bed, naked and unashamed. Kendra stood beside the bed with Ryan behind her. She raised one arm and grasped the back of Ryan's neck. Ryan touched her, caressed her boldly, while she gasped and swayed.
Desire, hot and demanding, gathered low in Torral's abdomen. He reined in the compulsion with steely determination. They had the rest of their lives to explore these pleasures. He would not -- the rest of their lives? Why had that phrase popped into his mind?
Her silky breasts quivered as Ryan teased her nipples. Torral licked his lips, anxious for a taste. Following the path of his brother's hand, Torral focused on the shadowed cleft between her thighs.
She's the one. Ryan made the pronouncement with absolute finality.
The tantalizing image faded, leaving Torral aching with need. He closed his hands into fists and fought for breath. She was human, unaware of the Dichotomy's existence, unprepared for the unavoidable challenges.
She was intelligent and accomplished, beautiful and sensuous. What little she knew of his family already had her intrigued. Could he build upon that mystique, cultivate her fascination? He couldn't deny their attraction. He was certain she felt it too.
Besides, Ryan's premonitions were never wrong.
I can't just demand that she stay.
If she leaves the estate before the bonding, she will die.
Another image stabbed into Torral's mind. Kendra's face, colorless and waxy. Her eyes sightless, dead. No!
Then, don't let her leave!
A firm knock vibrated the door against Torral's back. He covered his face with his hands and sucked in a deep breath.
"Just a minute." He forced the words out between clenched teeth.
"Are you sure you're all right?" Uncertainty rippled through her tone. "Should I go get one of your brothers?"
"That's not necessary." Ryan retreated enough for Torral to regain his composure. "I'll be with you in a moment."
Do whatever it takes; she cannot leave the estate.


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