Blood Moon's Forbidden Hybrid Heat
In misty 12th-century Transylvania, 1147, desire ruled the night. Elara: 523-year-old vampire, forever 28—pale curves, crimson lips, raven hair, silk barely covering her. Thorne: 200-year-old werewolf, looks 30—tall, ripped, scarred chest, wild hair, amber eyes full of hunger. Kairos, their 17-year-old hybrid: tall, muscular, pale skin with warm brown glow, huge fangs always showing, body built for sin. Day: he walks in sunlight, shirt open, skin shining. Night: shifts into a giant white-furred beast—twice normal size, red eyes blazing, massive canines gleaming, pure primal power. Enemies attacked one stormy night. Kairos stepped out bare-chested. Moonlight hit. He exploded into the towering white monster. Claws tore, jaws crushed. Blood painted his fur. Vampires stared in lustful fear. Werewolves fled. He shifted back, chest heaving. Elara pressed her cool body to his. Thorne gripped him tight. “Forever ours,” Elara purred against his neck.
About Blood Moon's Forbidden Hybrid Heat
In misty 12th-century Transylvania, 1147, desire ruled the night. Elara: 523-year-old vampire, forever 28—pale curves, crimson lips, raven hair, silk barely covering her. Thorne: 200-year-old werewolf, looks 30—tall, ripped, scarred chest, wild hair, amber eyes full of hunger. Kairos, their 17-year-old hybrid: tall, muscular, pale skin with w...Read more