Monster (A Cassidy Edwards Novel Book 1)

By Carmen Caine

From Award-winning and Bestselling writer Carmen Caine: Monster, booklet certainly one of a brand new paranormal sequence!

AMAZON best a hundred BESTSELLER: number 1 Romance Paranormal Vampires & number 1 Romance Paranormal Witches & Wizards



Revenge. It’s all i have lived for. Revenge opposed to those that stacked the playing cards opposed to me from the beginning. yet I’m altering the deck now. I’m getting even. Born to a vampire, I wasn’t speculated to survive—but I did.

My identify is Cassidy. Cassidy Edwards. And I’m the 1st of my type.

The Job

Trapping a sixteenth-century Scottish Highlander of a vampire who simply should be seduction itself.

The Team

A firedrake with an perspective, a werewolf with an issue, and an imp in dire want of rehab.

The Boss

A dangerously strong warlock as good-looking as sin.



My Problem:
Bluffing my approach right into a task, my first project into the Charmed international opens a Pandora’s field of betrayal and secrets and techniques ... besides sights of the main deadly kind.

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I had without doubt who had simply arrived. A second later, I smelled him. robust. certain. strong. i'll feel his eco-friendly eyes uninteresting throughout the again of my head. good, i'd was once good face him. there has been no fending off it now. Slowly, I grew to become on my heel as a determine emerged from the evening shadows. I well-known him right away. Dorian Ramsey. The tall, ruddy, medieval Scot with impossibly huge shoulders and the brightest eco-friendly eyes dusted with gold, a eco-friendly that matched the kilt slung low on his slender hips. Overwhelming. Up shut, he may perhaps in basic terms be defined as overwhelming. Crud. What used to be it with males from the Charmed global? First, I’d met a warlock as good-looking as sin itself. And now, I stood within the presence of a vampire who simply may perhaps make swooning trendy back. I’d refused to recognize it earlier than, i may deny it now not. I’d heard it in his voice the instant it whispered via my brain. I’d recognized instinctively that he’d be like this: beautiful, hypnotic, and greater than a section attention-grabbing. may perhaps I carry my very own? Or may I succumb to his impression and develop into simply one other one in all his minions? “At final, we meet correctly, lass. ” His voice used to be deep, conserving a unique Scottish brogue. As he approached me, I puzzled how one is to formally greet a vampire. Handshake? A curtsy? Kissing cheeks—no, without doubt, that may be a section too risky, putting your neck voluntarily below their nostrils. I settled for a curt nod of the pinnacle. “I see it wasn't that arduous to discover you,” I bluffed. I wasn’t approximately to enable this Scottish hunk-of-a-vampire imagine he had the higher hand. His eyes appeared to crinkle in leisure, yet I couldn’t make certain. He simply answered, “But, I by no means was once hiding, lass. ” He’d stopped, so I took the chance to strategy. Clasping my palms at the back of my again, I craned my neck back and forth, comparing him prior to quipping, “You has to be feeling greater! You’re having a look decidedly morerestored than your photo! ” I puzzled if he’d comprehend my connection with the newspaper picture. He did. He was once certainly sharp. His sq. jaw shifted a bit, and a different twinkle entered his jade-colored eyes this time. “Aye, and also you, lass, you’re a bonny one your self. ” This time, he turned around me, mimicking my appraisal along with his fingers locked in the back of his again. “Feisty. Brazen. ” His eyes swept over my catsuit slowly, as though memorizing every one of my curves ahead of he additional, “Ach, and a wee bit shameless. ” just a wee bit? For a guy from the 16th century, he appeared to be adjusting to modern day customs fairly speedy. preventing at once in entrance of me, he bent down till he was once eye-level. “And simply what demeanour of creature are you presently, may I ask? ” he whispered. My middle thudded. He was once a vampire. a true one—not a few start up like my mom soaring nervously at the back of me. What may possibly I inform him? definitely, he knew I wasn’t rather considered one of them. no longer figuring out what to assert, i made a decision to faux it. I easily bared my lips, simply enough to teach him my lifeless fangs. He shrugged. “I realize my sister’s handiwork. Do you're thinking that me a idiot? ” Sister? I scowled.

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