Sunday, May 15, 2011

Assassins in Lace: Blackout by Jocelyn Michel

Assassins in Lace: Blackout

by Jocelyn Michel
Cover art: ReneƩ George
ISBN: 978-1-60521-583-9
Genre(s): Paranormal, Action/Adventure
Theme(s): Vampires, Werewolves
Series: Assassins in Lace
Length: Novella
Page Count: 40

Vampire Mali Abrams crafts jewelry by day and stalks werewolves by night. Known as Trinity by her sister Assassins in Lace, she is fairly new to killing, but usually gets her wolf. What she doesn't know is that Dante Stefano, a.k.a. Killer, who has stalked her for a while, has arranged an elaborate trap that will result in the two of them being locked in a bank vault overnight. Will one of them triumph over the other? Or will passion ultimately consume them, shattering prejudices and altering their destinies forever?
Assassins in Lace: Blackout
Jocelyn Michel
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Copyright ©2011 Jocelyn Michel

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Examining each ruby with care, I tried to imagine it set in the piece I'd sketched out last night. I felt a thrill of excitement. Dicken Beavers, a guy with a voice smooth as satin, had told me he was about to propose to the love of his life, so wanted a one-of-a-kind engagement ring she'd never forget.
The romantic side of me had almost burst into tears. The other side, the one that loved making money, had gotten right down to business and asked What's your budget? Since he'd given me the right answer, I now picked out the largest ruby I had.
I heard voices outside my booth -- Heather and another customer, male. His voice sounded sort of familiar, so I peeked out. Did I know him? Um, no. But I wouldn't have minded it, I realized, giving him a covert once-over. I saw a tall, well-proportioned guy with emerald eyes and teeth as white as pearls, more of nature's offerings I loved to get my hands on. His dark brown hair, worn attractively messy, begged to be touched, as did the rest of his body.
And if I hadn't been a well-behaved vamp, my fangs would've popped right out. Like cocks, they were reflexive and acted on their own sometimes. I usually managed to control mine, though I struggled at the moment.
After stealing another sec to take note of his clothes -- distressed jeans and a plain white tee -- I got back to business. I had a little trouble focusing, though. If I was girl-next-door, then that guy was definitely boy-down-the-street, as in the hottie every starry-eyed teenage female secretly crushed on. Football player. Class president. The all-around nice date that parents invariably adored and their daughters secretly screwed.
With a soft sigh for lost innocence and days gone by, I replaced the rubies I wouldn't be using and reached for a bag of citrines. The curtain behind me rustled slightly as the other customer brushed by and stepped into the stall next to mine. I heard him set his lockbox on the table as I began inspecting the gems. In seconds I became completely absorbed in the task of picking out jewels that would look great with the ruby. Just as I reached for one of them to inspect it more closely, the lights flickered and went out.
I screamed before I could stop myself. The guy next to me yelped.
Pivoting, I pushed my curtain back and darted toward the door exiting into the dark bank. Since he did too, we collided at the long table in the center, which resulted in another screech and bark. We inadvertently groped each other before we stepped apart, not a bad experience on my end.
Emergency lights came up, and though not as bright as the fluorescents and eerily red in color, they did the trick.
"Whew!" I laughed self-consciously since my left tit still tingled where he'd accidentally touched it. "That's much better."
"You got that right." He gave me a grin that almost took me to my knees. Wow. Just... wow. Was I horny or what? Smiling so wide it hurt, I again began heading for the vault exit and an explanation of what had just happened.
Didn't want to lose control completely and jump his gorgeous bones...

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