Yes, editing is nearly complete on the next book from Gambler’s Folly—The Russian.
Dmitri is a wolf shifter and over 500 years old. He once had a soul-mate, but she 200 years ago. Maybe the universe is giving him another chance at happiness.
Danni works in the office at the agency. Coming home one night, she was surrounded by a group of gang members and expected to end up in the hospital–or morgue. Until Dmitri stepped in.
Now it appears they are soul-mates. But she can’t become involved with anyone. She has to care for her mother.
How about an excerpt?
“You should have a woman of your own status, not a little nobody like me. I’m not even
sure how I feel about sex after the assault. Maybe you should finish your work here and
leave. Forget me.”
“There is no one of my status on any planet I’ve visited. As far as I can tell, I am unique.”
“Danni,” Karianna said, “I think you’re forgetting something. If you two are mates, he
can’t simply leave and forget. And if I ever hear you refer to yourself as a nobody again,
I’ll kick your ass.”
“Maybe we’re not mates,” she said. “The whole scent thing doesn’t seem to bother me
right now.”
“And most of that is due to the additional air scrubbers Dam brought up for the evening,”
Kari answered. “Why don’t you come sit next to Dima and try to tell me that.”
“What?”
“Come sit next to Dima and try to carry on a conversation.”
“Fine. I don’t know what all the fuss is about.”
Changing places with Karianna, Danni got comfortable until the scent of autumn leaves
and musk crept over her. Visions of the deep forest at sunset took over her thoughts,
as her nose picked up the earthy, musky scent, with its leather and tobacco overtones.
Heat began to pool at her center as thoughts of being taken by this man played scenes in
her mind.
“Danni?” she heard as if from a distance. “Planet to Danni, come in.”
Shaking her head, she looked over at the amused Karianna. Almost afraid to look, s
he glanced over at Mishka. His knuckles were white on the armrest of his chair, and his
teeth were clenched, as he fought down the mating urges.
Forcing her body to obey, Danni rose from the table and stumbled into the kitchen.
She needed air, but every breath brought her Mishka’s scent. This could not be happening.
“All right, Danni. The scrubbers are back on and you can have your seat back,” Karianna
said a moment or two later. “Now, do you want to argue some more or shall we decided
on a course of action?”
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He’s over 500 years old and has been a lone wolf since his soul mate died 200 years ago. He’s on Gambler’s Folly for business and doesn’t need a mate. But the cute little blond he’s just rescued attracts him like no one has since Ilyena.
