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It’s Saturday, so that mean it’s time for an excerpt. This week’s focus is on a fight scene, and, since I am in the midst of my demon month, I thought I’d share a fight excerpt featuring one of my demons. The excerpt below is from MIDNIGHT SINS (my heroine is a demon in this book) and, as you’ll see, when a succubus fights, well, the method of attack might not quite be what you’re used to seeing.
Today I’ll give away an autographed copy of MIDNIGHT SINS to a commenter. So if you haven’t read this book yet, well, here’s your chance for a free copy! Just leave me a comment to be entered in the drawing. Tell me, what’s the most incredible fight you’ve ever seen/read about?
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Well, damn if her day didn’t just suck.
She’d been watching the rumpled human male with half an eye, her mind on the murders, when the guy suddenly lunged for the desk on the far left.
He’d come up with a gun and every cop in the area had frozen.
Now he had a too-tight grip on her arm. The scent of fear and unwashed skin flooded her nostrils.
The barrel of the gun came dangerously close to her face. No, not a damn good day.
“Stay back or I’ll fucking kill her!”
The arm he’d looped around her neck tightened.
From the corner of her eye, she saw Todd. He was advancing on the man, on them, eyes narrowed, face hard with rage. He had his gun out. Cara realized if she didn’t do something, fast, her day was about to go from bad to sheer hell.
Because she sure wasn’t just going to stand there, be strangled, threatened, and then watch her cop get hurt.
Not when she could so easily stop the jerk who held her. Todd might not like the methods she was about to use, but there wasn’t much of an option.
Besides, perhaps it was time for him to see that she truly wasn’t the helpless damsel that he thought she was.
“I goin’ out of here, and I’m takin’ this bitch with me!” The guy snarled, spittle flying from his mouth.
Her hands lifted, yanked on the arm and freed her throat. “No,” she told him softly, “you’re not.” Breathing deeply, she dropped her control and let her pheromones fill the air.
The guy was so close to her that he got a direct hit. He spun her around to face him, eyes wide, mouth open.
She smiled at him. Pitched her voice low and poured on the compulsion as she said, “Kiss me.”
The gun hit the floor with a clatter as he locked his lips on hers. The air pulsed with his sexual energy. It was an energy much darker than Todd’s. And weaker. So much weaker.
But energy was energy—and the little bastard had threatened her.
So she’d take a bit of his power for herself.
Asshole.
Her hand rose. Touched his chest, and, with her kiss and touch, she pulled the man’s lust and power right out of him.
The sweet rush heated her blood. Oh, but it had been so long since she’d just let herself go. Just let herself take and take and take.
His body trembled against hers. A strangled moan bubbled in his throat and the heart that thumped beneath her hand began to slow.
Then to skip beats.
She pulled her mouth from his. Watched his bleary green eyes drift closed.
And then man fell backward, landing on the floor with a thud.
Cara inhaled deeply and caught the power still floating in the air. A faint shine lit her skin.
Sweet, sweet power.
Her head turned. She saw the stares then. The slack expressions on many of the male officers’ faces. Her gaze darted past them, caught sight of—
Smith. The ME stood near the elevator, hands fisted, mouth open, and eyes wide with horror.
Just great.
And a few feet away from Smith stood—
Another woman. A redhead. She waited between two cops, just a little past Smith. She stared right back at Cara. Not with the horror that Smith had, but with a kind of stark curiosity on her face.
As she focused on the woman’s face, the flare of her hunger and rage began to fade, and reality slowly raised its head.
Hell.But there was no going back now.
“What the fuck were you doing?” The roar came from Todd as he grabbed the gun, then secured the weapon. He caught her arms, pulling her close to him. “Cara?”
She blinked. Forced herself to meet his dark stare. Anger. No, fury. Jealousy.
Fear?
She could see it all. Swirling in those eyes. She could feel the emotions beating at her. “This is who I am.” Gyth was on the floor next to the still man, checking for a pulse. “I told you, I can take care of myself.” And punish those who threatened her.
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Have a great Saturday! I’m off to do some birthday celebrating. 🙂