Caridad Piñeiro - Fury Calls

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Title Page Fury Calls Caridad Piñeiro www.millsandboon.co.uk

About the Author Caridad Piñeiro is a bestselling author of twenty novels. In 2007, she was selected as the 2007 Golden Apple Author of the Year by the New York City Romance Writers. Caridad’s novels have won many awards, including Best Short Contemporary Romance of 2001 in the New Jersey Romance Writers Golden Leaf Contest and Top Fantasy Book of 2005 and 2006 from Catalina magazine. Caridad’s books have also received award nominations for RIO Reviewers and SingleTitles. com for Top Contemporary Romance. A tech- and promo-savvy author, Caridad has appeared on various television shows, such as the FOX News early edition in New York. In addition, articles featuring her novels have been published in several leading newspapers and magazines, such as the New York Daily News, Latina and the Star-Ledger. For more information on Caridad, please visit www.caridad.com or www. thecallingvampirenovels.com.

Dedication To my wonderful editor, Stacy Boyd, who has always believed in and supported this series of my heart. I am eternally grateful for all that you do for me.

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Epilogue

Copyright

Caridad Piñeirois a bestselling author of twenty novels. In 2007, she was selected as the 2007 Golden Apple Author of the Year by the New York City Romance Writers. Caridad’s novels have won many awards, including Best Short Contemporary Romance of 2001 in the New Jersey Romance Writers Golden Leaf Contest and Top Fantasy Book of 2005 and 2006 from Catalina magazine. Caridad’s books have also received award nominations for RIO Reviewers and SingleTitles. com for Top Contemporary Romance. A tech- and promo-savvy author, Caridad has appeared on various television shows, such as the FOX News early edition in New York. In addition, articles featuring her novels have been published in several leading newspapers and magazines, such as the New York Daily News, Latina and the Star-Ledger. For more information on Caridad, please visit www.caridad.com or www. thecallingvampirenovels.com.

To my wonderful editor, Stacy Boyd, who has always believed in and supported this series of my heart. I am eternally grateful for all that you do for me.

Her deadly kiss was near, but he welcomed it.

He buried his fangs deep in her breast and she held him, the way a mother might cradle a child, while he fed on milk-spiced blood. But then she gently eased his head back, enough to expose the rising pulse beating at his neck. Bending her head, she sank her fangs through the fragile barrier of his skin.

Blood rushed, hot and sweet, awakening the kind of passion that only vampires could share. The little love drug he had added to their drinks earlier that night ramped up the passion surging through their bodies. As his partner murmured a growly complaint that she was still hungry, he said, “It’s the juice. It’ll pass once you sip a little more.”

And once he had a little more, he thought, as he tried to sate his need from her sweet breast. When they finally ripped away from each other their bodies were supercharged—sexually and violently. Their fangs, stained crimson from their feast, retracted as they surged together for a kiss, bodies naked and heated from the torrent of immortal blood rushing through their veins and the potent chemical mix of the drug.

Over and over they kissed, licking the last remnants of blood from their lips, but soon that wasn’t enough.

He pulled away from her, unseeing of anything other than the perfection of her body as he trailed his hands across her warm skin, flush with the life bestowed by his blood. He kissed the tip of her breast where he had been feeding just moments earlier.

There wasn’t even a hint of his bite there, since she had already healed.

He suckled the tip and she moaned, reached down and unerringly found the head of his erection and stroked it, pulling a needy groan from him.

Their passion was too great for prolonged foreplay, he knew. Besides, his blood seemed to be sizzling in his veins from the demand to devour every part of her in every possible way.

He dragged her beneath him and onto the plush cushions of the settee in their private dining room, and without further delay he drove into her, seeking satisfaction.

His thrusts grew stronger, more violent, yanking a strangled gasp from her as the craving to feed rose again, potent and more demanding than anything he had ever experienced. For a fleeting moment, he wondered how long it would take for the kick of the love drug they had ingested earlier to subside.

He shook his head, nearly light-headed from the strength of his lust. He felt that if he didn’t taste her life’s blood again, he would die from the want of it.

As his gaze met hers, he realized she was feeling the same overwhelming pull of hunger.

Surging toward each other, they bared their fangs once again and attacked, fury replacing any other wants, driving them to the darkest corners known to their immortal kind.

Meghan Thomas was just adding some cream to her porcini mushroom sauce when she sensed it.

Meghan didn’t really know what “it” was, but her vampire powers told her that something was very wrong. The other vamps in the kitchen sensed it as well. From the bus boys to the other chef a few stations down, they were all aware of something odd. It had to be something powerfully wrong for vampires of all ages, even someone as new to the undead world as she was, to feel “it.”

She took the pan off the flame and put it to the side just as Diego Rivera, part owner of the restaurant and her mentor of sorts, pushed through the door into the kitchen. Diego looked around and then he faced her.

“Is everything okay in here, Meghan?”

Wiping her hands on the towel tucked into her apron, she walked up to him and said, “Yes, but you feel something as well, don’t you?”

At his abrupt nod, she laid a hand on the sleeve of his expensive silk suit jacket and asked, “What was it?”

She had hoped that with his greater vampire age and therefore stronger powers, he would have identified the sensation they had experienced, but the look on his face told her otherwise.

“I’ll find out,” Diego said, worry stamped on his fine features. A deep furrow was etched between his brows as he pivoted on one heel and walked out of the kitchen, Meghan right behind him.

When he realized she was following, he stopped. “There’s no need for you to come with me.”