Cassandra and Michael are in love and can’t wait to announce their engagement. But Michael’s brother Justin wants Cassandra for himself even if the result is Michael’s death. Follow them on this journey where the Hunter must do everything in his power to protect the woman for whom he would give his life.
Targeted Age Group:: 18+
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
This is actually the third book in a series. The book first released in an anthology and was a way for me to revisit some of my favorite people. I love Michael and Cass and was so happy that they fit right in with my other family.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
This story absolutely was made up in my head haha but I do add a little bit of truth in all my stories. As I often say you just can’t make some shit up. 😉
Cassandra pushed his long sun kissed hair back from his eyes. “We have each other.” She whispered raising her shoulders from the cushioned ground. She again tasted his lush lips. He was divine; she could happily spend her days kissing the man.
“I love you Cassandra.” Michael nuzzled her neck. She smelled sweet; vibrant like lilacs. Never before had he uttered those words to a woman other than his mother.
Cassandra smiled. “I love you too.” She tipped her head as ~4~
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he nipped at her neck before lapping it tenderly with his tongue. He pushed himself up and rested his weight on his hands as he gazed into her beautiful green eyes. “I want to spend the rest of our lives waking up together, snuggling curled around each other every night. And more than anything, I want to make lots and lots of beautiful babies with you. Marry me?” He waited breathlessly for her to answer. He hadn’t meant to ask her today and didn’t even have the ring with him. But she looked so beautiful lying naked amongst the wild flowers, her golden hair entwined with the petals, that he couldn’t help himself. “I’m sorry sweetheart, I
botched this I don’t even have your ring.”
She placed her fingers over his lips. Tears fell gently,
rolling unashamedly down her cheeks. “A ring is not important. I don’t need a ring to know that you love me.” She pulled his head down to meet hers. Her fingers entangled in his shoulder length air. The kiss was soft, sweet and tender. His whiskers were rough against her smooth cheeks as she rubbed her face alongside his, much like a cat rubs along a human’s leg claiming ownership.
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