Heart’s Protector
Westmore Wolves ,
#2
by Erzabet
Bishop
Publisher:
All Romance eBooks
Cover
Artist: Erin Dameron Hill
Date of
Publication: May 1st 2016
Genre:
Paranormal Menage romance ,
Gargoyles,
MM, MFM
From The Book Junkie Reads . . . Hearts Protector . . .
Past and present comes to a head as it usually do but don't expect the usual here. Two gargoyles of myth and Medusa of mythology comes to a head in this action pack, fast pace read. Getting past the preliminaries was part of the read but once the gate was open it was a certain race with action, drama, and somethings you are not expecting.
Two males, one female, and a little girl brings this read to a climatic (pun intended) race to finish. My first read from Erzabet Bishop but most certainly not the end. This was a good quickie read with sexy alpha gargoyles, Medusa, evil sisters, bitchy ex-wife, sweet little girl, and enough action to keep you attached till you finish. Wanting more. You will be wanting more.
**This ARC was provided
via Bewitching Book Tours in exchange for an honest review.**
Two gargoyles and a woman who
needs them…
Medina Argos is a woman on the
run from her present and her past. One of three sisters in an international art
theft ring, she flees when a routine art heist goes too far. But this curvy
girl is about to learn that some hearts beat to a different drum and the road
to love is sometimes the less traveled one, even for a woman with secrets.
Thomas Sauveterre is a renowned
art restoration specialist. Nothing is more important to him than his daughter,
Gabrielle. When he takes on the largest project of his career, he also
gains a security officer in the bargain. But love can be hiding in the most
surprising places if he can only open his heart to find it.
Grayson Maberry is a man on the
brink. Charged with protecting property and guarding the family he’s currently
assigned, he is torn by duty and a love that may never be. But a true guardian
will wait forever and this gargoyle may have just met his match. Twice.
Can be read as a standalone .
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“Oh my God. Will you just shut up?” Medina Argos growled under her
breath as the snakes beneath her skin hissed and whispered. It was the same
word, over and over again and she was about to lose her damned mind.
Pretties…
Yes. Pretties. She needed to find a new pretty or her sisters were
going to have her head on a spit—and that was before breakfast. She massaged
her temples and willed the pounding in her head to freaking stop. The print of
the newspaper spread across the table swam like ants in front of her eyes.
She lowered her lids, blocking out the bright daylight streaming in through the
blinds. Her snakes loved the light but she on the other hand wished it would
cloud up and rain like hell. Then at least the migraine would stop. Just
another thing for them to disagree about.
The gallery exhibits laid out in the entertainment section tugged
at her consciousness but nothing really rang true. Maybe it was the headache.
Pretties…
“Ugh.” She reached for her coffee and took a large gulp.
The full moon was right around the corner and her snakes were at
it hard today. Their voices were a snarl of murmurs that were ever so
slowly driving her insane. And they really needed another thing to focus on.
Like maybe where she could go to find a good brownie. Or some chocolate chip
pancakes. But all they wanted to whisper about was the one thing she couldn’t
get them to agree on—their next mark.
“Would you hurry up, already?” She mumbled, poking her stylus into
her hair. They hadn’t popped out for a visit yet today, but if this headache
kept up, goddess only knew. Temperamental at best, her girls were moody
man-hating bitches most days and that was saying something.
So she talked to her hair. Most shifters she knew had the same
dual natured problems she did, only they weren’t stuck having snakes for hair
and an ass that turned into a giant snake rear end. Well, to be fair, her legs
sort of turned into the back end of a giant snake, but it was all semantics. On
most people’s scale of sexy, snakes weren’t high up on the list. Hell, they
probably weren’t even on the list, but when you’re smote by a goddess, it isn’t
like you have much say in the matter.
Other people she’d come across in her travels had at least been
wolf shifters or even cats. She, on the other hand, was afflicted with a
mythological curse that left her hissing at the moon instead of howling at it.
One of the snakes wiggled in her hair and she absentmindedly poked at it with
her stylus.
“Not yet. Go back to sleep.”
There went the coolness thing again.
The snakes hissed at her in censure and she sighed. She reached
for her cup of coffee and took another sip. The hot black liquid slid over her
tongue, cinnamon and earthy. The morning had come too soon. Nightmares woke her
in the middle of the night, shaking and sweating, just like clockwork.
Her throat closed up like it did when the bastard in her nightmare closed his
hand around her neck, cutting off her air, his eyes narrowed into slits filled
with rage filled spite.
Favored by the goddess…You’ll be crawling by the time I’m done
with you.
And she had been.
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Author Info
Erzabet Bishop is the award
winning author of Sigil Fire, Written on Skin, Fetish Fair, Temptation Resorts
interactive erotic romances, Holiday Cruise, Gingerbread Dreams, Pomegranate,
Crave, A Red Dress for Christmas, Holidays in Hell, Lipstick, The Science of
Lust, Club Beam, Sweet Seductions: The Erzabet Bishop Collection and multiple
books in the Erotic Pagan Series. She is a contributing author to Club Rook,
Taboo II, Hungry for More, A Christmas to Remember, Forbidden Fruit, Sci
Spanks, Spank or Treat, Sweat, When the Clock Strikes Thirteen, Bossy, Cougars,
Can’t Get Enough, Slave Girls, The Big Book of Submission, Anything She Wants,
Bondage Bites, Coming Together: Girl on Girl, Coming Together: For the Holidays
and more. She was a finalist for the GCLS awards in 2014 and 2015. She lives in
Texas with her husband, furry children and can often be found lurking in local
bookstores.
For more information on books by
Erzabet, visit her website:
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