""[...] It's these little morsels of deliciousness that give the book - and its author - a genuine stamp of authenticity and set it apart from other books in the urban fantasy genre." Marta Tandori, Readers' Favorite "Even when you put the book down, the story lingers in your mind and keeps your attention from focusing on anything else for too long." Kerliza Foon, Readers' Favorite - Amazon, Editorial Reviews
Published: April 30th, 2016
Cover Designer: Ana Grigoriu
Bound by blood. Bound by loyalty. Bound by love.
Florian has it all: excellent fashion sense, a kickass job with his best friend, and a hard-won place among Silverton’s werewolves. When a pack of females pads into their territory, Flo’s alpha dispatches him to handle a merger. Total cakewalk. Except Keely, their alpha, has no intention of submitting her wolves to Flo's larger pack. Worse, a single glance from her baby blues sends his eloquence on vacation and his heartbeat into overdrive. His flirtations seem welcome too, but there's a snag. She doesn’t know he’s a vampire.
While Flo struggles with his conflicts—obey his alpha, or win over Keely—his estranged sire blasts into town with a catalog of radical ideas. And hanging out with unsophisticated werewolves didn't make the list.
With violence in the air and all sides testing his loyalties, Florian must bite back, even if showing his fangs costs him the girl.
With the ceiling spinning above me, I spat out his taste. Even that took effort. My body was a mess of floppy appendages without the muscles to shift. But I’d done it. I’d pushed my sire out of my mind. Did that mean I was free of him now?
Gino shot to his feet. “Get up.”
He turned his back to me and stared through a gap in the curtains.
I tightened my jaw, scrambled up, and had to lean on the armchair. No strength. Lack of blood. Total head rush.
“You are not to see your friends again, is that understood?” The sharpness of his voice didn't ease the thudding in my head.
I hitched my shoulders to restart my suffering circulation.
“Ali?” I called with my mind.
He would give me strength.
Nothing. My knees trembled. The hollow Ali had carved out and filled with his bothersome emotions lay empty.
Memories of when we first met streamed into the void. We’d laughed, and we’d argued, and gotten piss-drunk at the local bar more than twice, but we’d always, always been like brothers inside that hollow.
I touched my pockets, felt my jacket for…for what? This was crazy.
He could be busy, or he simply hadn’t heard me.
“Ali? Where are you?”
“Florian.” Gino’s pitch tightened. “I need you to listen.”
I’d ejected Gino from my mind too late. Ali was gone. My sire’s remaking of me had snapped our link like a brittle twig.
About the author:
Carmen lives in the south of England with her beloved tea maker and a stuffed sheep called Fergus. An avid reader since childhood, she caught the writing bug when her Nana asked her to write a story. She also has a law degree, studied physics for a few years, dabbled in marketing and human resources, and speaks native-level German and fluent Geek. Her preferred niches of geekdom are tabletop games, comics, sci-fi and fantasy.
She writes about smart women with sassitude, about pretty cool guys too, and will chase that plot twist, no matter how elusive.
Guarded (The Silverton Chronicles – Bk. 1) became a no. 1 bestseller in the vampire and werewolf mystery categories.
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