First in a chilling new paranormal romantic suspense series from award-winning author Abbie Roads
He’s found her at last
Cain Killion knows himself to be a damaged man, his only saving grace the extrasensory connection to blood that he uses to catch murderers. His latest case takes a macabre turn when he discovers a familiar and haunting symbol linking the crime to his own horrific past—and only one woman could know what it means.
Only to lose her to a nightmare
Mercy Ledger is brave, resilient, beautiful—and in terrible danger. The moment he sees Mercy, Cain knows he’s the one who can save her. He also knows he’s beyond redemption. But the lines between good and evil blur and the only thing clear to Cain and Mercy is that they belong together. Love is the antidote for blood—but is their bond strong enough to overcome the evil that stalks them?
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She lifted her head from his chest and met his gaze hoping he would recognize the truth shining in her eyes. “I need you to understand. It wasn’t you—it’ll never be you that causes me fear. To me you look different than your father. On the surface your face looks similar to his…” She reached up and touched the cleft in his chin, then the wrinkle line that ran across his forehead. “…but you carry emotion in your features. Your father’s face is expressionless and blank. Like how a shark doesn’t have facial expression.”
Cain didn’t move. Didn’t say a word. He wasn’t even breathing. She leaned into him, placing her cheek over the slashing scar on his heart and let him absorb everything she’d said. The guy was over six feet of hard muscled male and yet skittish as an abused kitten around her. “Does this feel as good to you as it does to me?” She finished her sentence with a light kiss over his heart.
“Best moment of my life.” His tone carried no hesitation, but was heavy with certainty.
Her head whipped off his chest to look at him. His eyes captured her attention. They were the color of a summer sky and just as sincere. His skin was damp from the rain and she supposed she was wet too, but it was hard to feel anything except his gaze upon her, heating her from the inside out.
He loosened his hold on her and started to back away.
“No. Don’t you dare move away from me now. I’m not done. I need more.”
His brows jacked skyward. “What do you need?” His voice was rough as gravel and heavy as stone.
Being parked alongside a busy street wasn’t the ideal location for this, but she was going to show him just exactly what she needed from him.
She leaned toward him slowly, oh, so slowly. Was she really going to do this? Her body answered by continuing closer closer closer. He tracked her movement, wariness hardening his features. He braced as if he expected a blow and then his tension morphed into eyes-wide-open-surprise when her lips touched his.
The way his features were cut so sharply, she had expected his lips to be hard, but they were soft and smoother than satin. A hot streak of yearning bolted to the junction of her thighs. Her eyes slid shut unable to bear sight and sensation at the same time.
His hands cupped her face as if he held something fragile in his palms and then his tongue was in her mouth and she was lost. She didn’t know where she was. Didn’t have a past or future. All that existed was this moment where every muscle and bone, every breathe and heartbeat, every working brain cell tuned in to Cain and his tongue in her mouth filling her with the warm sweet taste of him and the feeling that for the first time in her life she’d found perfect harmony.
n him her greatest gift. Her vulnerability and trust.