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Haven & Escape: The Alpha’s Captive 4-5

Filed in Shifter Romance by on November 24, 2014 1 Comment • views: 13270

Second Bundle of the Curvy BBW/Biker Werewolf Serial

Harper Bailey and Levi Harris are on the run from the vampire mafia, who will do anything to get back the files they’ve stolen. After the first attempt to read the files fails, Levi and Harper run the gauntlet to reach someone who can help. But with the vampire hot on their heels, their chances of success—and survival—are quickly shrinking.Anyone Levi loves is at risk of being used as leverage to get him to do some vampire’s dirty work, so he swore long ago that he would always live the life of a lone wolf. Now he’s far from happy with the thoughts that he’s having about the curvy Harper Bailey, thoughts rooted in his most basic werewolf instincts.Harper thought she was coming along on an adventure to spice up her boring life. But she soon finds herself falling hard for the ruggedly handsome bad boy biker Levi even as she tries to save him from himself.

Reviews

I love this continuation of this series! Amazing, adventurous and sexy! Will Harper and Levi’s romance continue while on the run? I can’t wait to see what happens next. Awesome writer you won’t be disappointed! Love it!

Laurie

Once you start this series you will want to read the rest of them. There is suspense, sexiness, adventure as well a danger in the story of Harley and Levi. This a well written series and I could not put down. If you love paranormal romance and some alpha male vibe, you will like this read.

Swoon worthy! Hot guy=check, steamy scenes=check, action=check. I am so in love with this! Must keep reading them!

Excerpt

Harper pushed on. “How can you not know? Look, if winning is the whole point of all this so that you don’t have to be afraid anymore, then it means that you shouldn’t be afraid. Of anything. Stop looking for anthills to kick over and just give yourself permission to be happy.”

He looked as if he were actually seeing her for the first time since he’d told her his terrible story. “Happy?” he repeated, as if he didn’t understand the word.

“Yeah. Happy. Don’t you think you deserve the same chance to be happy that everybody else has?”

He looked down at his hands, which were clenched tight where they rested on his knees. He didn’t say anything, and Harper stood, waiting, until she lost her patience.

“What would it take?” she demanded. “Other than your art gallery, what do you want most in the world? What would make you happy?”

He raised his eyes, and suddenly the tightness in his face flowed away, and he gave a little laugh. And then he said exactly one word:

“You.”

Harper’s heart contracted hard, and she recoiled as if she’d been struck.

And she realized that she wasn’t going to be able to say no to this man. Not after he’d just bared his soul to her—because she’d asked. Because she’d wanted him to.

“I didn’t mean that,” she started, but he cut her off.

“I know you didn’t. But that’s the truth. That’s what I want. A little house in the country—or maybe a not-so-little house in the country—and an art gallery. And you. Satisfied? Now you know.”

She shook her head, swallowing. “God, Levi, you can’t play games with me like this.”

He surged to his feet, closing the space between them and driving her back against the wall. His body pressed up against hers, his arms circling around her even as she tried to wriggle free. And then his mouth found hers and she sagged against him, all resistance going out of her at once.

He smelled like the woods and like gasoline and, oh, God, like himself, and her body ached at the touch of him, her mouth opening for his invasion, a weight low in her belly that throbbed in time to his tongue.

“I hate you,” she whispered when he broke away.

“For keeps,” he said. “I warned you. I’m a werewolf, Harper. Do you really want me to be happy? Because that’s what it means now.”

Her hands were on his chest where she’d raised them defensively as he had pushed her back against the wall, and now she balled them into fists. “You don’t mean that.”

“I don’t have any right to put you in this danger,” he said flatly. “But I want to. Because I want you.”

“You don’t have any right to keep me out of it,” she shot back.

For a very long moment, he just stared down at her, his face contorting in something between frustration and grief. And then he said, “You’re right.”

“Of course I am,” she snapped.

His lips quirked at that even though his eyes were still shadowed. “Not about that. About the other thing you said. About the warehouse. I’ve let them mark me deeper than just the scars. I’ve given them too much space in my head. And I don’t want them there anymore.”

She knew where this was going, and she just shook her head. She was too deep into this now, drowning in it. When had it changed from just an adventure to…this?

Had it ever really been just an adventure, with him?

“Levi, look, I can’t get tangled up in this. I can’t deal with you being all hot and cold. I won’t.”

“I’m sorry. For what I did in the trailer, I mean. I didn’t want you to get hurt.”

“It’s a little late for that.”

His hands tightened on her shoulders. “I didn’t want you to get killed.”

“Then you’d better keep yourself alive and stop doing stupid shit,” she said tartly.

“But I wasn’t planning to stop,” he said. “Then, I mean. I was planning to keep on doing stupid shit until there weren’t any bad guys left to fight.”

She prodded his chest accusatorily. “Or until one of them took you out.”

“Pretty much.”

“And now?” she prompted.

“I want you, Harper. I want you every way that’s been invented, and probably a few that no one’s thought of yet. I want you tonight. And I want you for keeps. I need to finally get out of the warehouse and start to live. Within a week, we’ll either both be dead or we’ll be free. And I want to really be free this time.”

She shook her head. “Free for what?”

His arms around her tightened. “Free to hold onto the things that matter.”

“And you’re telling me that I’m one of them?”

“Ever since you threw yourself through the car window, I think,” he said.

“I don’t believe in love at first sight,” she said.

“Who said anything about love?”

She stiffened. Stupid, stupid, putting words in his mouth, things he never said he meant, things he’d never mean. “Sorry. I shouldn’t have—”

“I love ice cream. I loved my pet goldfish.”

Harper blinked, nonplussed. “You had a pet goldfish?”

“Shut up. I love summertime and my family and running through the woods.” He paused. “There has to be a different word for this. Because if that’s love, well, this can’t be.”

“What is it, then?”

“It’s insanity. It’s me letting you ride next to me out of the sheer fascination with what you’re going to do next when the smart thing would be to kick you out by whatever means necessary. It’s me showing you these” —he touched the top edge of one of the scars—“when I’ve never let any woman see them. It’s stopping in the woods on the run from a vampire just to taste you. It’s me knowing you for less than two days and not being able to imagine never having met you. And it’s me meaning every stupid word I said in that shower—and every word I’m saying now.”

“Oh,” she said softly. “It really has been just two days, hasn’t it?”

“And what is this to you?”

She looked at him sideways. “You know, I’m actually just fine with the word love. It doesn’t take nearly as long to say. And I do believe you meant everything in the shower last night—including the part right before you ran away.”

“It won’t happen again.”

“You’re such a beautiful man,” she said. “So beautiful that you make me stupid. Because I almost believe you.”

She raised up on her tiptoes, pulling his mouth down to hers, tasting him, drinking him, loving the feel of it and the thrill it sent through her body because she knew it could never last.

“And what does that mean?” he asked when she finally pulled away.

“It means that I still know that I’m stupid to be here,” she said. “But I’ll worry about that some other day.” She laughed, but the sound was hollow. “After you’ve left.”

“I’ll never leave,” Levi said. “Never. And I’ll never let you go.”

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  1. kimberly says:

    This is an amazing series, and once you start you won’t be able to stop reading. There’s werewolves and vampires there’s also sex scenes, fighting everything you would want in a book

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