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Bound by the Vampire
Bound by the Vampire
Bound by the Vampire
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Bound by the Vampire

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Book 2 in the Blood and Absinthe series

Celia Albright, an eighth-blood Fae and a spellcaster, is having a very bad day. She's being targeted by an unknown assassin, and with most of her friends out of the city fighting demons, she goes to the only other person in Boston who might be powerful enough to help her.

Evan Grant is a vampire who prides himself on his survival instincts. He's avoided the Fae ever since they killed his maker years ago, and he knows he'd be crazy to take a Faery girl under his protection - especially since it might be the Fae themselves who want Celia dead.

If he were smart, he'd send her away. But when he saves her life instead, Celia and Evan find themselves caught up in an adventure neither of them expected - and an attraction neither of them is prepared for.

The Blood and Absinthe series:

Book 1 - Taming the Vampire (a novella)
Book 2 - Bound by the Vampire (a novella)
Book 3 - Claiming the Vampire (a full-length novel)
Book 4 - Drawn to the Vampire (a full-length novel)
Book 5 - Caught by the Wolf (a full-length novel)

LanguageEnglish
PublisherChloe Hart
Release dateNov 22, 2011
ISBN9781465906588
Bound by the Vampire
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Chloe Hart

Chloe Hart spends a lot of time lying awake at night, thinking about vampires, demon hunters, and things that lurk in the darkness. During the day she writes about them. You can visit her website at authorchloehart.com or email her at authorchloehart@gmail.com. She would love to hear from you!The Blood and Absinthe series:Book 1 - Taming the VampireBook 2 - Bound by the VampireBook 3 - Claiming the VampireBook 4 - Drawn to the VampireBook 5 - Caught by the Wolf (available now!)

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  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    Even better then book 1!!

    And it was great. My only disappointment was I was going into this needing more on the couple in book 1. But it's not but I like this one more then them. But Liz and Jack do make an appearance but it's not about them it's about Celia and. Still 5 stars from me.

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Bound by the Vampire - Chloe Hart

vampire romance Chloe Hart Blood and Absinthe, Chloe Hart, vampire, vampires Normal Owner 2 0 2014-11-23T13:29:00Z 2014-11-23T13:29:00Z 33 20335 115912 paranormal romance 965 271 135976 12.00

BOUND BY THE VAMPIRE

A Paranormal Romance Novella

Blood and Absinthe, Book 2

Chloe Hart

vampire romance Chloe Hart Blood and Absinthe, Chloe Hart, vampire, vampires Normal Owner 2 0 2014-11-23T13:29:00Z 2014-11-23T13:29:00Z 33 20335 115912 paranormal romance 965 271 135976 12.00

BOUND BY THE VAMPIRE

Blood and Absinthe, Book 2

Copyright 2011 by Chloe Hart

Smashwords Edition

All rights reserved. Except as permitted under the U.S. Copyright Act of 1976, no part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without the prior written permission of the author.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

vampire romance Chloe Hart Blood and Absinthe, Chloe Hart, vampire, vampires Normal Owner 2 0 2014-11-23T13:29:00Z 2014-11-23T13:29:00Z 33 20335 115912 paranormal romance 965 271 135976 12.00

Chapter One

There’s a woman here who wants to see you.

Evan Grant looked up from the neck he’d been drinking from. His bar manager was standing in the doorway of his private office, looking uncomfortable.

I’m a bit busy here, Shank.

I know, sir, but…well…she insists.

Evan sat up a little straighter, licking blood from his fangs. The woman kneeling at his feet, whose name he couldn’t remember, looked up at him with pleasure-blurred eyes. Do you want me to go?

He glanced down at her briefly. Yeah, love, might as well. Got something here needs looking into.

She nodded and rose unsteadily to her feet, grabbing her purse before she edged out past Shank.

Evan’s fangs retracted as he leaned back in his desk chair. She insists, does she? A dozen people a week insist on seeing me, and you send them on their merry way. How did this woman convince you to interrupt me in the middle of a meal?

Shank looked even more uncomfortable. I’m sorry, sir. But she did mention Jack Morgan.

The vampire who’d once saved his life.

A point in her favor. Anything else?

Well…

Spit it out.

She’s a real pretty little thing, Shank said in a rush. And she looks like she’s in trouble.

Evan stared at him. The club is full of pretty little things.

Not like her, his employee said, sounding certain.

Evan’s eyes narrowed as he studied the other vampire. Shank hailed from Lubbock, Texas and was six foot five and three hundred pounds. He’d played linebacker for the New England Patriots before he was turned and he’d never shown any symptoms of chivalry before. Had the pretty little thing put some kind of spell on him?

Vampire?

No.

Human?

Shank frowned. She looks human, but there’s something about her…

Fae. He’d bet everything he owned that the mysterious woman was one of the Fae.

That tied into her mention of Jack Morgan. His old friend Jack had been idiot enough to fall hard for a Faery female—a member of their warrior clan. The same clan that had killed his maker more than seventy years ago.

What’s her name?

Celia Albright.

Jack’s mate was named Liz. Liz Marlowe. So, not her—but one of her kind. He was sure of it.

He opened his top drawer and pulled out the chunk of obsidian he’d spent a fortune on a decade ago. He muttered the spell he’d bought at the same time—also for a fortune—and smiled grimly when he saw the tiny motes of light creating a faint shimmer in front of him.

His curiosity was piqued but he wasn’t an idiot. If the bitch had done something to Shank, she wouldn’t be able to do it to him.

He leaned back in his chair again. Show her in.

A minute later he heard Shank’s voice outside the door, and a woman’s voice answering him. She spoke softly, but his enhanced hearing told him she was nervous…and young.

Then the door opened, and Celia Albright stepped over his threshold.

He was expecting something spectacular—something that would account for Shank’s reaction. But on the surface she wasn’t spectacular at all.

He liked his women openly sexual and dressed to thrill, and Celia Albright was neither of those things.

He liked high heels, and this girl was wearing tennis shoes. He liked tight and low cut, and she was wearing a shapeless sweatshirt over an old pair of jeans. She had gorgeous hair, a soft, silken mass of red-gold, but it was pulled back from her face in a no-nonsense ponytail.

Definitely not his type.

Have a seat, Ms. Albright, he instructed her, and she sat down on the very edge of the chair in front of his desk, like a bird about to take flight. Her pretty, heart-shaped face was pale and tense and determined, and her green eyes were full of trouble. Her hands were folded primly on one knee, but the knuckles were white.

I’m guessing you’re not here about the job, he said.

She blinked. Job?

Yeah. We’re looking for dancers.

She blushed, and the sudden pink in her cheeks made her face glow. She might not be spectacular, but Shank had been right—she was a pretty little thing.

You mean for the…for the club?

Yeah. You interested? He let his eyes rove over her, just to provoke another blush, but he found himself suddenly curious about the body hidden beneath those baggy clothes.

She cleared her throat. No, thank you. Your club isn’t really my…uh…scene. Not that it isn’t very nice, she added quickly. Everyone seemed to be, you know, having a good time. But that’s not why I came. I’m here to ask you a favor. I need… She hesitated.

He decided it was time to cut to the chase. Is Jack Morgan in some kind of trouble?

She looked away, biting her lip, and the action distracted him. Her mouth didn’t quite go with the rest of her. It was full and soft and sensual, and for a moment all he could think about was what those satiny pink lips would look like wrapped around his—

Jack’s not in trouble. I am.

He brought his focus back to what she was saying. And you thought I’d help? Why not go to Jack, if he’s a friend of yours?

Because he’s not here. He’s up north, fighting demons in the Canadian Rockies.

Ah. So you’ve come to me, have you? On Jack’s advice?

No. I mean…he’s mentioned you, which is how I knew where to find you. But he didn’t tell me to come here.

He’s mentioned me. And did he tell you what a good citizen I am? Full of the milk of human kindness, all hell-bent on rescuing damsels in distress? Did he tell you that underneath my gruff exterior lies a heart of gold?

Her green eyes showed a flash of humor as she shook her head. Not exactly. He said you’re mercenary to the core and won’t do anything for anybody unless you’re paid. He told me you’re rude, self-centered, and dangerous, and one of the most vicious fighters he’s ever known.

Evan raised an eyebrow. An accurate description. Which begs the question, pet—what the hell did you come here for?

Because…

Suddenly she tilted her head to the side, peering at him. "Are you…is that

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