Courting Darkness by Melynda Price

Author:Melynda Price [Price, Melynda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, New Age, Paranormal, Fiction
Goodreads: 20494510
Publisher: 5Prince Publishing
Published: 2014-01-22T14:00:00+00:00

You will be my husband… The words echoed in Haden’s mind throughout the night, robbing him of sleep. Glancing over at the silhouette behind the curtain, he shook his head in disbelief, blaming his insomnia on the crazy woman’s revelation, because it certainly couldn’t be the dark-haired beauty across the room keeping him from the much needed rest his body required to recuperate from the arduous journey to South Africa.

He wanted to wake her, wanted to ask her why in the hell would she be so stupid as to invite a killer into her home—her killer. But then, maybe that was her plan all along. Turn the hunter into the protector… It’d worked so far. Haden knew damn well if a demon busted through her door right now, he would take the bastard out, and not because she was his mark.

Perhaps it was her fearlessness that intrigued him so. Husband… Fuck, he wasn’t husband material. He was a ruthless killer—hunting the Sighted since as far back as he could remember. So why not just do her? She was a job—nothing more, nothing less. He didn’t have to make it hurt. That was just for fun.

He exhaled a heavy sigh as he sat up on the pelts Anya laid out for him beside the fire. Again, his gaze drew back to his prey. The candle behind her curtain lit the outline of her slender form, from the generous swell of her breasts to the gentle flare of her hips, the slow, steady rise and fall of her chest confirming she slept peacefully.

It would be easy enough to finish what he’d come here to do. Then he could return to his sullen existence until the Dark Court once again demanded his service—demanded the use of his unique talent—the ability to detect and hunt the Sighted. He’d never lost a target—one-hundred percent accurate, one-hundred percent lethal killer. So then what the fuck was his problem? Why did the thought of driving his blade into this woman’s heart make him feel like his own was about to explode?

“Can’t sleep?”

Her honey-sweet voice startled him from his dismal thoughts. He’d have sworn she was asleep. He hadn’t made any noise, and there was no way she could see him through the curtain with those candles flickering beside her.

“Did I wake you?”

She rolled to her side and faced him, propping her head on her hand. “No. I couldn’t sleep, either. What are you thinking about, Haden?”

“You sure are a precocious little thing, aren’t you? You shouldn’t ask questions you don’t want the answers to.”

She shrugged at his admonishment and sat up on her mat. “Who said I don’t?”

“Trust me—you don’t want to pick this brain.”

Anya stood, grabbed a wrap from beside her pallet, and swung it over her shoulders as she stepped from behind the flimsy barrier. Wordlessly, she walked over to him and stopped beside the blanket of furs. After studying him a moment, she seemed to decide on something and held out her hand. “Come with me.

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