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Category: Erotica/Paranormal Erotica
Description: Jane Masters has no idea she's a necromancer. Luis and Henri are the vampires responsible for the power mingled in her blood. Though her love life improves dramatically after meeting them, Jane faces a more urgent situation than dating a vampire or two. As Luis and Henri reveal the details of her past life and the source of her power, they learn there's a killer on the loose and Jane is next on the list. As for her newly discovered past with the vampires, her heart remembers them. But will she survive to love them this time?
eBook Publisher: New Concepts Publishing, 2011 2011
eBookwise Release Date: December 2011

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [378 KB]
Words: 86990
Reading time: 248-347 min.

Chapter One

"Sheep's clothing doesn't come in my size." The words jumped off the page of the magazine Jane Masters was reading. It was featuring an article about an overweight female werewolf.

"Here," she said, turning to her coworker, Josie. "You can read it now if you like.

I've had my fill of overweight werewolves and psychotic psychics for one day."

"Anything interesting?" Josie asked, taking the latest copy of Paranormal Times from Jane.

Jane shrugged. "Bite and Run accidents are on the rise."

"Burning Desire," Josie read the next headline out loud.

"Yeah, it's about some pyromancer who accidentally set fire to his whole neighborhood." Jane turned toward the door. "I'm going to take a break," she added.

In the past month she had been demoted, kicked out of her office, and forced into taking over the duties of not only the secretary, but the receptionist, as well. If this was how life was always going to be, Jane had begun to seriously consider that life wasn't worth it.

What was the point? She had yet to have in her twenty-seven years, one positive work experience. Everyone it seemed was ruthless, lacking in basic compassion and human kindness. Human, that had become such a strange word. Funny, how no one seemed to treat her as even that.

"Do you want anything?" she asked.

"Yeah," Josie answered with a laugh, "a million bucks and a hot vampire."

Josie wasn't so bad when she wasn't too busy flinging herself at all the male students who came into their office, having hot flashes, or actually showed up sober. The way she'd swaggered into the office early that morning let Jane know that today was not one of those days.

Jane had two true friends in the university where she worked and met one of them on her way downstairs. Keri Underwood worked as a secretary on the third floor. She was petite and blond and much too bright to work in a place like this.

"How's it going?" Keri asked. . "Did you find anything in the classifieds worth looking into?"

"Let's face facts," Jane said. "We live in the South, and if you're not a good ol' boy, you don't go far. I don't have a high enough education or the right equipment between my legs to get a better job. So, I'm stuck working for barely above minimum wage for a bunch of jerks who think they know it all."

She thought about the 'bite and run' article and tried to control her smile as she wondered if anyone would be willing to bite her boss and run. The thought gave her much unexpected pleasure while she fished some change out of her pocket.

"I'll take that as a no," Keri said.

"Same shit, different day," Jane answered miserably.

"You get another nasty note from Jason?"

Jason Walters was Jane's boss. He taught English and was good at what he did, but should never have been given a management position. She still remembered their conversation about 'management'.

"I treat them all like kindergarteners," Jason had said.

"What?" Jane asked. "You can't be serious."

"Have you ever tried to manage thirty college professors?" he asked. . "I'm telling you, Jane, the only way to get them to cooperate is to treat them all like children."

When she'd told Keri about this she laughed until she realized there was no punch-line. That was just Jason's warped way of thinking. If any of the other faculty knew how he thought of them, she doubted whether or not he'd be able to keep his head, let alone his job.

Jane had spent the last three and a half years of her life trying to live up to his standards, and she was at the end of her rope. If it wasn't one stupid thing with him it was another. He simply could not be pleased. Jason was in his early fifties and considered himself well acquainted with the education system.

"What was it you said he did before Jason was hired as the dean of Arts and Sciences?" Keri asked.