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

Poor Jolly squeaked loudly before shoving her aside and jumping back. Candy closed her eyes and growled at the very same moment his spicy cinnamon gummy bear scent wafted into her nostrils.


Damn the man for being so yummy! She stifled the need to moan aloud and ignored the way her girly bits seemed to jump up and wave, begging for attention.


Who knew former virginal Christmas Elves could be positively sluttatsic when it came to their mates?


Oh well, she could ponder that question later. Right then, she had a dirty rat to deal with, but the pain in her heart stabbed at her till it was difficult to breathe.


No way. She was so not doing this. Candy pushed her tiny bundle into Jolly’s trembling hands, then gathered all the courage her Granny Elf had always said she possessed and faced him. Shoulders straight, head high, she narrowed her eyes and pointed a glitter painted fingernail at the tall, handsome as sin male.


Chapter Two