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

The gathering of Elves stared wide-eyed at the descriptive explanation of Candy’s and Medjed’s goings-ons the night before and her cheeks heated in embarrassment.


Well, one part embarrassment and one part desire, if she were being honest, and Christmas Elves were nothing if not honest. However, she had no idea the big dumb dummy was going to do a play-by-play of their naughty shenanigans, right down to every last shiver.


“Whoa, buddy, that’s enough of that.” Candy slapped her hand over Medjed’s mouth to stop him from spilling any more of their carnal secrets.


“But, rohi, I am explaining to San Ta—” Medjed mumbled from behind her hand.


Then, wicked male that he was, he licked her palm, and she drew it back. She was shocked at not only his behavior, but at the fact she liked it.


“It’s pronounced Santa, one word, not two. Even so, he doesn’t need to know all that,” she growled.


Chapter Ten