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Ben wants Laura to reconsider staying overnight at Demon’s Grotto, and he has information about the club’s history that should convince her. He tells her three creepy love stories, hoping she will change her mind.
Rise of the Creature: When a mad doctor brings a dead man back to life, only his beautiful assistant can make that life worth living.
The Demon Within: A man on the run stops to rest at a rooming house, not knowing that it’s the hunting ground of a gorgeous succubus bent on devouring handsome guests.
Don’t Cry, Wolf: An ad for a maintenance man at a bed and breakfast is answered by a former soldier who’s harboring a hairy secret. The business’s lovely co-owner becomes involved with this sullen hunk who’s more than she imagined possible.
After hearing these stories of love and murder, will Laura decide to spend the night at Demon’s Grotto?
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“Forgive me, Cora,” Cyril said, his anger fading. “It’s just that I’ve worked so hard for this.”
“I know you have,” she said. “Maybe both of you need rest.”
His brow furrowed. “That actually makes sense. I don’t want to leave him, though. In case he wakes.”
“I’ll stay,” she said, glancing toward John. “If I notice any changes, I’ll call you right away.”
Damp looked hesitant. “I’m not sure.”
“What if he doesn’t wake for days? Are you going to spend every moment at his side? You have to sleep sometime.”
“All right. I’ll rest on the couch in my office, but you’ll call me at the slightest change?”
“You have my word.”
Damp sighed and ran a hand through his wavy reddish hair. He walked to his office, but paused at the door and glanced at her over his shoulder.
“The slightest change?”
“The slightest,” she said.
He stepped into the room, closing the door behind him.
Cora dragged a chair close to the table where John rested. She sat, staring at him. Impulsively, she took his hand, noting that it wasn’t as cold as before. He was alive now. Maybe he felt cold.
She stood and retrieved a blanket from a cabinet and covered him with it, raising first one heavily muscled arm and then his other so that they rested on top of the blanket. She looked at his face again. The rigor of death had vanished, softening his expression. At the moment, he looked like any other unconscious man.
He was quite handsome. Impulsively she ran her fingertips through his short blond hair and over his cheek. The lips peeking through his golden beard were no longer the blue-gray of death, but alive and pale pink. She wondered how they would feel against hers.
Shaking her head, Cora sat in the chair. Had it been so long since anyone had touched her gently that she was contemplating kissing a man who had until a short time ago been a corpse on a slab?
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Always a fan of romance and the paranormal, Kate Hill started writing over twenty years ago for pleasure. Her first story, a short erotic vampire tale, was accepted for publication in 1996. Since then she has sold over one hundred short stories, novellas and novels.
When she's not working on her books, Kate enjoys reading, working out, spending time with her family and pets and running the Compelling Beasts Blog, dedicated to antagonists, antiheroes and paranormal creatures. She also writes under the name Saloni Quinby.
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