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    A Very Levet Christmas
    A Very Levet Christmas
    A Very Levet Christmas
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    A Very Levet Christmas

    By Alexandra Ivy

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    A gargoyle of Levet’s charm and intelligence should not be facing a solitary Christmas. True, he may appear a little unconventional—not to mention unconventionally little—even for a gargoyle. But what Levet lacks in height he makes up for in loyalty, and being banned from the festivities surrounding the Queen of Weres’ new pups is quite unfair.
    So when a beautiful Christmas angel begs for help in fulfilling her duties, Levet has nothing better to do than agree. Armed with a magical wand, Levet confronts Damon, a pureblood Were intent on seizing the throne.  Challenging the King will put the pups at risk—and drive away Damon’s potential mate, Gia. Who better to convince Damon to choose love, not war, than a gargoyle expert in amour? With a little magic, and a lot of Levet, this may yet be a truly wonderful Christmastime…
    Praise for Alexandra Ivy
    “Ivy always packs her books with buckets of action, emotion and sexy sizzle. Another winner!”—RT Book Reviews on Devoured by Darkness
    “Ivy’s fans will be invested in the development of romances introduced between supporting characters as well as further building of this conflicted universe.”--Publishers Weekly on Born in Blood
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherZebra Books
    Release dateOct 1, 2014
    ISBN9781420134889
    A Very Levet Christmas
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    Alexandra Ivy

    Alexandra Ivy graduated from Truman University with a degree in theatre before deciding she preferred to bring her characters to life on paper rather than stage. She started her career writing traditional regencies before moving into the world of paranormal with her USA Today, Wall Street Journal, and New York Times bestselling series The Guardians of Eternity. Now she writes a wide variety of genres that include paranormal, erotica, and romantic suspense.

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      Violet Harper, undertaker, is still living at St. James Court and the beck & call of Queen Victoria.... Much to Violet's dismay she is summoned by the Queen to attend a spiritualist message session given by the Queen's Ghillie, Mr. Brown. Mr. Brown's tarot reading warns the Queen that there is death & plots abounding that will be their undoing. While attending the Queen, Violet befriends both Princess Beatrice & Princess Louise. Princess Louise is involved with a group of aristocratic young women who are working against to abolish "The Contagious Disease Acts (1864, 66, & 69). When one of the young women in the group dies, Princess Louise is convinced that her friend was murdered and sends Violet to attend to the remains. When two more young women of the group are found dead, with similar symptoms, Violet is forced to go to Scotland yard for help. Aside: I realize Violet is a professional undertaker and lacking medical experience, but she seemed rather blasé about the odd double bite marks found on each of the women's bodies .In Wales, Sam Harper, Violets husband is witness to the Mold riots and the murder of a young housemaid, Margaret Younghusband (actual person killed in riot) by indiscriminate shots fired by soldiers at the townspeople. Margaret's 1/2 brother, Reese Meredith (fictional character for this book), is so distraught & ired by the murder of Margaret, that he seeks revenge upon the Royal Family.I thoroughly enjoyed this book and the stories therein. The plot kept moving, seemed credible, and held my interest.

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    A Very Levet Christmas - Alexandra Ivy

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    Chapter 1

    The Night Before Christmas, St. Louis, Missouri

    Levet adored Christmas.

    He loved the gaudy decorations. The caroling. The festive spirits of the humans.

    Oh, and the mistletoe.

    He didn’t know who had invented the tradition of kissing beneath sprigs of branches, but they had clearly understood how to celebrate a holiday.

    And this year there was even more to love. How long had he waited for Harley to give birth to her babies? It seemed like an eternity. But at last they were here.

    Five perfect babies. Three female and two male who were the first pure-blood Weres to be born in decades.

    Which was why Levet had ignored the frigid weather and rushed from Chicago to St. Louis. Such a joyous occasion would no doubt include a grand celebration, with plenty of food and drink.

    And of course, for the first time in more years than he wanted to admit, he would be spending the holidays with his friends.

    A rare gift for a demon who’d been disowned by his family centuries ago.

    Now he wondered why he’d bothered.

    Standing on the bank of the frozen lake that edged Salvatore’s sprawling lair, Levet discovered his path blocked by a cur who was the size of a large mountain. Hess, the King of Weres’ right-hand mutt, wasn’t particularly bright, but he was impossible to get around. Especially if you happened to be a three-foot gargoyle with more brains than brawn.

    Thoroughly annoyed, Levet folded his arms over his tiny chest, his large wings that shimmered in brilliant shades of blue and crimson with golden veins stretched out behind him.

    What do you mean I am not allowed to pass? He tilted his head to make sure the moonlight captured the beauty of his stunted horns and handsome gargoyle features. He could only presume the thick-skulled hound didn’t recognize him. Do you know who I am?

    I don’t give a shit who you are. Hess turned his head to spit on the newly fallen snow. The king was very specific. Only family is given permission to enter the lair.

    Levet scowled. But I am family.

    Hess narrowed his gaze, his breath sending out small puffs of icy fog. It was barely ten degrees, but the cur was wearing jeans and a too-tight muscle shirt.

    You?

    "Oui. I am like a brother to Harley. Levet pointed toward the large house on top of the hill, referring to the Queen of Weres and one of his dearest friends. Go ask her."

    Everyone knows that the Queen only has sisters, Hess said. No brothers.

    Levet rolled his eyes. Did Weres deliberately choose the stupidest humans to turn into curs?

    "I said like a brother, you imbecile. Clearly we are not the same species."

    Hess gave a low growl, reaching down to grab Levet by the horns and yank him off the ground.

    What did you call me?

    Eek! Levet dangled helplessly, his tail snapping furiously behind him. Release me, you oversized Chihuahua.

    Hess leaned forward, his eyes glowing with a dangerous light. A cur didn’t have the same control over his wolf as a Were. The brute was on the edge of shifting.

    Something Levet would prefer to avoid.

    You have two choices, gargoyle, Hess warned.

    What choices?

    Either you flap away with those fairy wings—

    Hey, my wings are magnificent, Levet protested, deeply offended.

    Or I rip them off and stuff them down your throat. Hess ignored the interruption, his voice thickening and the air prickling with the heat of his wolf.

    Why must dogs always be so violent? Levet muttered.

    Because we enjoy it, the cur snarled. Now get the hell out of here and don’t come back. You’re not welcome.

    With one mighty swing of his arm, Hess tossed Levet onto the ice where he slid like a hockey puck toward the far edge of the lake.

    Smacking into the far bank, Levet tumbled end over end, at last coming to a halt near a large Dumpster. Furiously cursing, he tugged his horns out of the snow, turning to glare at the house on top of the hill. Since the house was built with large windows overlooking the lake, it was easy to see inside to the festively decorated home that was clearly filled with various demons enjoying Salvatore’s hospitality.

    He should be among the guests, Levet silently groused, his gaze shifting to the dark shapes that patrolled the area around the house. Harley adored him. Every female adored him.

    Besides, had he not just saved the world from Armageddon?

    They should all be bowing down to him in humble gratitude.

    Instead he was . . . forbidden?

    It was outrageous.

    With a twitch of his tail, Levet turned to stomp away from the well-guarded lair. There was no point in trying to slip past the guards. Salvatore was foul-tempered under the best of circumstances. With five new pups to protect, he would be beyond crazed. Levet wasn’t entirely certain that the wolf wouldn’t kill anyone he considered an intruder on sight.

    Uncouth animals, he muttered. They should be chained and muzzled.

    His outrage lingered as he left St. Louis behind, following the banks of the Mississippi River as he traveled north.

    Once he was far away from prying eyes, however, his steps slowed and his wings began to droop.

    The holidays weren’t going precisely as he’d planned.

    In truth, they were a total bust.

    The vampires were in a frantic search for Cyn, the clan chief of Ireland, who’d recently disappeared from the mysterious land of the fairies, along with Sally’s sister, Fallon. His own family had made it clear that he needn’t bother to travel to Paris to join in their celebrations, despite his having been reinstated into the Gargoyle Guild.

    And even Yannah, the exasperating female demon who’d been the recipient of his charming attentions, had refused his invitation to spend a romantic Christmas together. From out of nowhere she’d informed him that he was incapable of a mature relationship. As if it was his fault that they were constantly squabbling. Instead she’d returned to her home in the netherworld to spend time with her excessively handsome Jinn neighbor.

    He was . . . alone.

    Completely and utterly alone.

    His wings drooped another inch, his claws already frostbitten as he trudged through the snow.

    Zut.

    He was a gargoyle who never allowed the tedious difficulties in life to dampen his spirits.

    He possessed an unshakable belief in his own greatness.

    And why not?

    He was handsome, charming, and possessed massive powers.

    And while his love life was currently in drought, he had every confidence he would soon be back in the puddle.

    No, wait. Not puddle. Piddle? Paddle? Ah . . . saddle. Back in the saddle.

    His steps faltered near a heavily wooded bluff, his snout wrinkling as a rare flare of self-doubt darkened his heart.

    Certainly he was handsome, but it was true he was

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