Warden
Book one in the Elemental Paladins series
Ryker! Finally a name to go with that body of his, Max thought as she shivered in delicious anticipation. The name certainly fit him. The guy looked like he belonged in a maximum security prison after all. He had a heavy five o’clock shadow, messy black hair almost touching his shoulders and bulging muscles displayed perfectly by his plain white tee shirt. He had a huge scar running from under his jaw all the way up the left side of his face and disappearing under his hair line. It was like someone had attempted to hack his face in half. But the imperfection by no means detracted from that fallen angel face. In fact, it made Max want to trace its jagged lines with her tongue – that was her thing for scars talking. She let her eyes roam south and, no – it couldn’t be! Was that what she thought it was? Please don’t let it be, she begged privately … Fuck, it was! Her very own Achilles heel … nipple rings! She could just detect the outlines of the metal under the white cotton where his nipples were situated. Lord have mercy, she was a sucker for a good nipple ring. Were they hoops or were they bars? She could work with either but she was a little partial to bars.
“Are you done staring?”
Max managed to refrain from jolting at the snarled words. Shit! She had obviously been staring at the inmate too long. He was glaring at her from across the room with those too-good-to-be-true deep brown eyes. They were the colour of her favourite chocolate … dammit. He was like her own personal, life-size walking wet dream. She had to be cool.
“Not really.” She answered, deadpan. “I was planning to take a picture. I hear they last longer.”
Blurb
Ancient Knights….. with a modern twist
Max is alone in the world with powers she doesn’t understand and can’t control. She’s sick, tired and to top it all off, she’s being stalked by creatures of nightmares. All she wants is a little help. Is that too much to ask for?
Ryker is a Paladin. A knight born to protect and serve. But his past has shaped him into the dark, bloody warrior he is today. Will one stray, sarcastic, sword-wielding Warden be able to heal his hardened heart?
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