Renewed Spirits
A
Wiccan Haus story
By
Merryn Dexter
Releasing
September 20th 2016
Blurb
A Desperate Woman
Wiccan Haus is Raegan’s last hope for a miracle. Unable to produce
an heir for her husband, she finds herself abandoned and penniless. Raised to
be the perfect wife and mother, her failure has broken her spirit.
A Reviled Demon
Zamahl comes to Wiccan Haus seeking meditation and relief from the
never-ending sexual urges of his incubus nature. Driven to seek their true
mates, incubi are the ultimate one-night stand from which some females never
recover. Shunned throughout the para realms, he doubts he will ever find a
woman to satisfy the demon within.
A Forbidden Passion
When Raegan meets the copper-eyed stranger, a passion she never
believed herself capable of awakens. Zamahl is horrified by his burning
attraction to the timid little human. Humans, weak of mind and body, are to be
avoided at all costs.
As the Summer Solstice celebrations continue, Raegan must decide
what she really wants from life, and find the courage to claim it. She must
overcome Zamahl’s doubts, the disapproval of one very unhappy were-tiger and
the fickleness of Fate to find true happiness.
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Excerpt
Concentrating on his dinner
companions had been a test of his self-control and his self-congratulation at
keeping his cool dissolved the moment he watched her slip from the room. Need
had gnawed at his gut until Serena and Kaleb had excused themselves and he’d
found himself on the patio. The threat of Rekkus pounding his head into a solid
surface could not keep him away from this particular human.
Sitting close to her was an
act of supreme masochism. The urge to gather her into his arms and carry her to
his room crashed against his control as inexorably as the roll of the waves
into the rocks below.
Ripe.
Ready. Mine for the taking.
He shuddered, grabbing the
wicker frame above him in such a hard grip the wood groaned beneath his hands.
She was a contradiction; a puzzle. Her shy demeanor and hesitant questions at
odds with her throaty plea from their earlier encounter.
Touch me...
Lord and Lady, now she
talked about the hot springs. Images of her sliding into a steaming pool, pale
skin shining in the moonlight, flooded his brain and he moaned aloud.
“Are you alright?” Her
breathy voice sounded too close for comfort and he peered beneath his raised
biceps to see her perched on the edge of her seat, leaning toward him. The
angle provided a revealing glimpse of the tops of her lush breasts and the wood
beneath his hands cracked.
“Who’s Marshall?” Husband? Lover? Tell me you are involved,
and I’ll find some way to leave you alone.
She sucked in a shaky
breath, fingers balling around the handkerchief clutched in her hands. Her
expression clouded for a few long moments before clearing and he watched in
fascination as she smoothed the material over her knees and folded it into a
neat square. Shoulders braced, she stared him straight in the eye. “Marshall is
the past.”
The demon screamed in
exultation and Sam cursed himself for asking the question. “Go to bed, little
mouse.” He growled.
Confusion furrowed her brow.
“Excuse me?”
“You need to go away and leave me alone.”
Publisher: Decadent
Publishing Company, LLC
ISBN: 9781683611035
Word Count: 26,300
Cover Art: Fiona Jayde
About the Author
Merryn Dexter is a military spouse who, after a varied employment
career (from selling sandals to old ladies with bunions to being a health and
safety coordinator for a construction company), is thrilled to be pursuing her
dream career as a romance writer. She likes The Winchesters, Spike, Hotch, Loki
and watching complicated European Noir. Her hobbies include crying at books,
crying at movies, crying at tv serials (there’s a theme!) and believes all
stories should have a Happy Ending.
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