Archive [Halfblood Series Book 4]
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by Viola Grace
Category: Erotica/Erotic Fantasy
Description: Melissande has run to a safe haven, but what she doesn't know is that every paranormal being is looking for her. With a new life and exposure ahead of her, it is time to stop being foolish and to strike out on her own. When the local were pack sets her up as a prize, she has to choose from a selection of the fittest bodies in the country. What is a girl to do?
eBook Publisher: eXtasy eBooks, 2007 extasybooks.com
eBookwise Release Date: October 2007
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [79 KB]
Reading time: 49-69 min.
"Rating: 4 "Jinx is a great character--loving and generous with those she likes, but a terror to those on her bad side. Her gremlin is the perfect pet for a half-blood werewolf, and added a lot of the humor in this tale. The pack games for her hand sound like a grand time and it really allows Jinx to show what she is made of, the she is more than just a possession."--Dawn Richards Wagner, Enchanting Reviews
Her eyes opened to see the two werewolves hovering over her. "This has to be the weirdest dream I have ever had. But usually I am alone with the guy and there is no girl."
Sirnel applied the compress that his sister had obtained, "We aren't part of a dream, and there are Magi on your trail. There has been an alert that an Archive is loose in the world and they are ready and willing to fight to possess you."
"But how did they find me? For that matter, how did you find me?"
"Your grandmother knew that knowledge of your existence was only a matter of time, and so she met with our Alpha to arrange for a bodyguard for you. Years ago. But, as long as you remain on your grandmother's property or our lands, you are free from their intervention. But not free from ours." * * * *
"From yours." Her mind was whirling "Your clan wants something from me?"
"They want possession of the only living Archive."
"Well, I am currently in your custody." Her tone ended with a hopeful note. She knew that there was more to it, but she could dream. "Will that do for now?"
"They want it on a permanent basis, Melissande."
"What does that mean?" She raised a hand to hold the compress to her head and she turned to his sister for clarification. "What did he mean, Rebecca?"
"In two days, all interested unmated males of the clan will make a play for your affections by holding a games day. Each game designed to highlight the strength and abilities of the wolves involved. Only the five highest scoring participants will be presented to you for choosing."
"Oh, great. Speed dating for complete idiots." She closed her eyes and shook her head; she couldn't believe that she had forgotten her grandmother's property was within a pack territory. Her grandma had been pressing her to start dating seriously, but she had just brushed it off as grandmotherly pestering. Apparently, Grandma had taken matters into her own hands.
"Sirnel, maybe you should get some of the other alpha females here to help out. I don't think that the guys will be much use." Rebecca shook her head at her brother and frowned.
"Why do you say that?"
"Well if you had been able to get your brain out of her pants for more than a few moments, I would say let you stay. But we can't contaminate the games by getting her too familiar with you. It would be cheating." She smiled slightly as Melissande coloured brightly, red flooding into her cheeks.
A heavy sigh broke through him. "Yes, I guess you are right. I don't want her sent off with someone who won't respect her just because I became too familiar."
"He's leaving?" Disappointed was a mild word. Crushed was the only one that fit.
"Yes, Melissande, I have to leave. That way I have a chance to be presented to you at the games, if I am a winner." He sat next to her and leaned forward for a delicate kiss. She tasted his breath for an instant, spicy and wild, then his lips gently pressed into hers. Her lids fluttered closed and her entire focus was the soft strength of his mouth on her. It was as if her entire body was using that light touch as a spur to its arousal. Her pulse pounded in her veins, and then he was gone.