C.D. Gorri

A holiday assignment turns into so much more for this grumpy Wyvern.

It’s the holiday season, but instead of snowboarding and doing shots of cinnamon vodka off his favorite bartender, Jasper Wessex is given the assignment from hell—literally.
Protect a woman on the run from a minor Egyptian Demon--um… who the what now?
He wants nothing more than to pass on this nut-ball case till he opens her file. Struck dumb by her picture, his Wyvern scratches against his skin. He can’t resist the owner of those flashing blue eyes.
Carolina Moore is in danger. Home from an archeological dig, she’s brought back a seriously unfortunate souvenir--an ancient Egyptian Demon who thinks she is his property!
Luckily, she has a friend who has contacts with the mysterious Wyvern Protection Unit. But what can she do when her protector poses more of a threat than the Demon she’s running from?


Wyvern Protection Unit

Larimar took off like a bat, er, Wyvern out of hell from the little cabin deep in the wilds of Cape May. Things were a lot more complicated than he’d assumed when he’d first taken this assignment.


He doubted Jennifer even knew the depths of this case. The second he got Kim on the back of his bike, Larimar sent a signal to his brothers and Jenn from the almost imperceptible distress button he’d had installed on his bike.


His mind raced with terrible, impossible implications. If Harold’s corpse was reanimated, as it clearly was, then they were not dealing with a simple group of thieves. Normals with questionable scruples did not typically use ancient artifacts to raise the dead.


Chapter Seventeen