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

One word. That was all the answer he had for her. One word punctuated with the slamming of his mouth onto hers in a kiss that was so singularly arousing, Kim nearly orgasmed.


Kimberley was so not prepared for the sensual onslaught. Bedhead and all, the big sexy Shifter seemed to still want her, and if she was being honest with herself, she wanted him right back. Powerless to refuse him, she held on and kissed him back with everything she had—pure putty in his hands. And why not? He had great hands.


Big. Sexy. Earth moving. Body wrecking hands.


Her inner monologue couldn’t stop her heart from thundering in her chest or her blood from racing through her veins. Even her lungs burned, just trying to breathe. It was like her entire world had gone upside down.


All that from one single spectacular meeting of lips. Larimar was not just a Shifter, he was a Magician.


Chapter Thirteen