Anacostia Miller

The final book of the Honeysuckles Trilogy follows ex-vampire hunter Priscilla Rodriguez as she reconnects with her estranged sister, Astrid. The relationship between them is shaky, but not as shaky as the matebond with alpha Wyatt Rivers.

Priscilla is burdened by her own demons, fighting the fated bond between her and Wyatt. The alpha has been patient, but his patience is running thin.

Will she ever find it within herself to let anyone in? Or will she keep getting in her own way?

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When Wyatt knocked me down, he should have just kissed me. A flash of heat flushed down my abdomen as I imagined how his lips would taste. I entertained the idea of what else I would have done if he didn't give me a chance to second-guess myself. Would he finally let go then? I wonder how his long fingers would feel tangled in my hair, pulling eagerly as I nipped at his thighs.

Would he beg?

Honeysuckles and Blood is created by Anacostia Miller, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Honeysuckles and Blood

A horrible knot formed on the back of Wyatt’s head as he watched Priscilla’s eyelids flutter as if she was dreaming intensely. His heart hammered in his chest, anxiety bubbling and fizzing in his throat. 


The mind was a dangerous place. Easy to get lost. Absorbed. Killed. Leaving nothing but a mindless husk. Wyatt tried not to think about that. Priscilla was cunning and resourceful. Forged by her experiences and connected to Oriana in a way that he could never be. 


Despite that, Priscilla shouldn’t be the one traversing the mindscape, especially since she had never done it before. But Wyatt wasn’t fast enough to evade Sekhmet’s blow, the sheer force of her fist enough to pulverize a mortal. 


When he slammed backwards into that tree, his spine whined, the whiplash rendering him briefly unconscious. Claude was hovering above him when Wyatt came to, but it was too late, Priscilla had already gone under.


Chapter 43: The Circle