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Before she joined Reaper in hunting Gregor's gang of rogue bloodsuckers, privileged princess Topaz was gunning for just one vamp: Jack Heart. The gorgeous con man had charmed his way into her bed, her heart and her bank account, taking her for half a million dollars and vanishing without a word.
Now she and Jack—maddeningly attractive as ever— are supposedly on the same side. As Reaper's ragtag outfit scatters, Topaz sets out to solve a mystery that's plagued her all her lives, mortal and immortal: what really happened to her movie-star mother, who died when Topaz was just a baby? With four men claiming to be her father, why has she always been alone? And what stake does Jack have in discovering the truth about her past? Topaz is sure he's up to something—but her suspicions are at war with her desires.…
- Sales Rank: #1937459 in Books
- Published on: 2008-05-01
- Original language: English
- Number of items: 1
- Dimensions: 1.06" h x 5.10" w x 6.68" l, .40 pounds
- Binding: Mass Market Paperback
- 400 pages
About the Author
Maggie Shayne is the bestselling author of more than forty novels, including the groundbreaking vampire series Wings in the Night, the most recent of which is called Prince of Twilight. Her numerous awards include two Romantic Times Career Achievement Awards, the National Readers Choice Award, and the coveted Romance Writers of America RITA Award. Maggie lives in a small town in southern central New York. Find her at www.maggieshayne.com.
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Mirabella DuFrane exited the beachfront adobe mansion as if she were floating, rather than walking. The skintight gown—paisley print, plunging halter neckline, slit up to her slender hip—clung to every perfect curve, despite the fact that she'd given birth only three months ago. No one would have known it to look at her.
Speculation about the identity of her baby girl's father was rampant, but no one except Mirabella knew for sure. And Mirabella wasn't saying. It just added to the mysterious allure of Hollywood's brightest star.
She was the silver screen's flavor of the year. An exotic blend of Italian and Spanish, with copper skin, almond eyes, a figure most women would die for and many men would kill for—she was the ideal. And that she was so elusive—never married, and promising that she never would be—only added to her massive appeal. She was fond of telling the press that she was too free a spirit to ever be tied down, that no man could ever own her, possess her, or even hold her for very long. She would never be tamed. The tabloids were constantly pairing her with one man or another. Politicians, businessmen, actors. Any photo of her with a male was fodder for gossip in the rags. She never denied or confirmed any of it, just smiled her mysterious smile and answered questions with more questions when the reporters cast their lines into her waters on their fishing expeditions.
That was Mirabella.
And yet, there was something else about her. Something frail and otherworldly that rarely showed. It lingered beneath the surface, like a fragile seashell resting on the ocean floor and hoping no rough currents stirred it up to the surface.
Mirabella floated toward the black stretch limousine that waited at the curb, her gown's hemline skimming just above the sidewalk, creating that airborne illusion she so loved. Paparazzi swarmed, held at a distance by Bella's ever-present bodyguards.
Once it had been unusual for the press to be in Santa Luna in such droves, but this small coastal town, twenty-five miles south of Los Angeles, had become a haven for the rich and the famous. Too expensive for common folk, too remote for fans, it had become the hot spot for celebrity getaways—quick ones, when there was no time to go on a real trip. Mirabella had been a guest at an exclusive party at the mansion known as Avalon. Its fanciful and somewhat pretentious name had been thought up by its former owners, a Hollywood pair who'd peaked in the fifties before retiring here. The Avalon Ball had become an annual event, and Hollywood's elite hungered to see their names on the guest list. Because being invited was such a coup, no one complained too much about the press.
Cameras flashed in the night as Mirabella made her way along the clear path to the waiting car, smiling and waving all the way.
Then there were different kinds of flashes. Three of them. Bella's smile froze in place as her body jerked in perfect synch with those bright eruptions. Her milk-chocolate eyes fluttered, lashes lowering as she looked down. Blood flowers blossomed in slow motion like a Hollywood depiction of an acid trip over the front of her designer gown. She lifted her head, the huge gold hoops in her ears jangling. One hand rose, as if reaching out for help, and then Mirabella's heavily lined eyes fell closed, and she folded over herself and sank to the sidewalk, graceful, even with three bullets in her abdomen.
The press swarmed as her bodyguards fought to hold them off. Police on crowd control duty closed in to help, and within a minute, sirens could be heard as more police and an ambulance arrived.
"It was too late to save Mirabella DuFrane," a vaguely familiar male voice said.
It was some retired news anchor, Jack Heart thought, hired to narrate documentaries once he was replaced by a younger model at the news desk. He couldn't remember the guy's name.
"She died in the hospital that very night. But that's far from where this story ends. The starlet's body was stolen from the hospital morgue, and to this day, it has never been found, leading to numerous reported sightings in the years since. And her murder? Never solved."
There was a knock at the motel room door. Jack looked up, irritated at the interruption. Then he sensed who was on the other side. Topaz.
Jumping to his feet, he popped the DVD out of his portable player, returned it to its case—a case that bore Mirabella's image, and the title DEATH OF A GODDESS: The Mirabella DuFrane Story—and closed the lid. "Just a minute." He quickly stuffed the documentary into his backpack, zipped it closed and tossed it into the closet. "Come in, Topaz," he said as he opened the door to greet her.
She stepped inside, and for just an instant, Jack's gaze was stuck fast on her face. The resemblance was subtle, but it was there in the delicate bone structure, the cheekbones, the jawline, even the eyebrows. Her skin wasn't as dark, and her ethnicity wasn't as obvious as it had been in her mother. But she was every bit as stunning.
No. More so.
"What are you staring at?"
"I was just thinking it's a shame your insides don't match your outsides."
"Oh, I'm the one who's not what I pretend to be? As I recall, you're the one who professed your undying devotion right up until you vanished with a half million of my hard-earned dollars."
"Inheriting is not earning."
"It was in my case." She narrowed her eyes.
"And how do you know I inherited it, anyway?"
He averted his eyes. Topaz was under the impression that none of her vampiric friends knew who she had been in life. And maybe none of them did—other than him. But he knew. Now.
"Lucky guess," he muttered.
"Yeah, well. I don't suppose the other half of my money appeared to you in your sleep, did it?"
"I gave you back the half I had. I told you, Gregor has the rest. I'll get it from him somehow, as soon as we track him down. I promise."
"Sadly, I know just how much your promises are worth, Jack." She shrugged. "And I'm pretty sure we've reached a dead end when it comes to tracking your former boss down."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean he got away. Reaper's calling a meeting in an hour. I'm pretty sure he's going to disband the gang—send us all our separate ways. At least until he can get a line on Gregor again."
He let his gaze move down her body as she spoke, barely listening to her words and instead tracing her curves with his eyes. Tight jeans, tiny silk blouse, her breasts straining against the fabric. Even while he stared at them, her nipples stiffened, as if they could feel his gaze like a physical touch. He got up and walked toward her.
She tensed, her brown eyes wary, watchful, but she wouldn't back away. No, she was too proud for that.
Jack traced her cheek with a fingertip. "I kept some of my promises—when I promised to make you scream, to play your body like no one ever had or ever would. I didn't break any of those vows, Topaz."
Her eyes fell closed, and her breath slipped from her lips in a slow, soft sigh.
He bent his head until his lips were only a breath away from hers, and he whispered, "If you stick around a little while, I'll keep them all over again."
He felt her body respond. Felt it tugging at his, felt her yearning, her desire. Even heard it in the breathy quality of her wavering reply, saw it in the way her lips trembled as she gave it, while his eyes fell closed and he swayed closer, about to kiss her.
"I could do that. Or you could just eat shit and die," she whispered.
He frowned and opened his eyes.
Hers were coated in a sheet of solid ice—one that concealed a riot of emotions, he was certain.
"I hate you, Jack."
"You want me," he said, straightening away from her.
"One doesn't negate the other."
"Okay. Fine. I'll be ready for Reaper's meeting."
He backed away a few more inches, mostly to give himself relief. Yes, she was just a mark, albeit the only one he'd ever regretted. But he wanted her like he'd never wanted another woman. And he was determined to get her out of his system once and for all.
"Why are you here, Topaz?"
"To give you this." She fished a slip of paper from her jeans pocket and handed it to him. "And to say goodbye."
He opened it, glimpsing an address, then quickly refocused on her. "You're going somewhere?"
"I'm going there." She nodded at the paper in his hand.
"And you couldn't leave without coming to say goodbye, letting me know where you would be, in case—"
"In case you manage to keep a promise for the first time in your life and get me back the rest of my money. I wanted you to know where to send it. And you'd better, Jack. Because if you haven't repaid me by the time I finish my business in California, I'm gonna track you down, and I'm gonna hurt you. And not in the good way."
She turned on her heel, reached for the door-knob.
Jack gripped her shoulder and spun her back around to face him. "That's bullshit and you know it. You couldn't leave without saying goodbye to me, because you still have feelings for me." His arm slid around her waist, hand cupping her ass, and he jerked her against him. "Admit it."
"Oh, I have feelings for you, all right," she snapped. "Contempt. Disgust. Fury."
"Lust. Passion. Desire."
"Desire to do murder, at least," she agreed.
He ground his hips against her, and she closed her eyes, unable to suppress the shiver that passed through her. "Back off, Jack."
He released her, staring into her face in search of confirmation that she still felt the things he did—the physical things that made sense, not the other ones. Before he could find it, she was out the door, slamming it behind her.
Sighing, Jack pushed a hand through his hair in utter frustration. But then reason returned, and he lunged toward the door and peered through the peephole.
Topaz was standing on the other side, her hands pressed to her bowed head. She looked as if she wanted to scream.
He just wasn't sure whether it was with anger or desire. Hell.
Jack wondered why she was really leaving. To get away from him, he would wager. But why go all the way to Califor&#...
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Five Stars
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Loved it all....I will read this book again.....actually I am sure I will read this whole series again
4 of 4 people found the following review helpful.
Best Wings Book Ever!
By GinRobi
Oh lordy, did I ever enjoy this one! Out of all of them, IMO, this one's tops.
In the last book, you get the sense that Topaz is the spoiled, rich girl. This one may begin that way, but you quickly find out that it's far from the truth. Topaz isn't some spoiled brat, a rich girl that everyone else gets the sense of, but rather a sad, lonely, confused woman who feels cheated and unlovable. There's a depth to her anguish that has the reader sympathizing with her completely.
Jack sticks to her like glue, for his own con man reasons, telling himself that he's not in love with her, no matter what his feelings are. He learns the truth - when it's almost too late. By trying to pull the biggest con of his life, he sets in motion what happens throughout the novel.
Excellent action and suspense, twists you don't see coming and the most perfect ending have me on pins and needles for the next novel, Angel's Pain, which isn't due out until October 2008. The four-month wait may just make me pull out a few hairs, LOL!
3 of 3 people found the following review helpful.
Jack and Topaz uncover secrets of the past and of the heart in the sequel to Demon's Kiss
By melindeeloo
When Reaper's gang splits up, Jack follows Topaz as she attempts to solve two mysteries that have haunted her all her life and undeath - the identity of her father and the truth behind her mother's murder. Topaz is less than thrilled by the presence of Jack, the vampire conman, who stole her money and broke her spirit by betraying her love. But now that Jack is back he just can't stay away from Topaz. Though he tells himself it's just lust, Jack is confused by the feelings Topaz evokes in him - for some reason he's feeling guilt for the first time in his life. Jack's guilt is only magnified as he realizes how badly his con has hurt Topaz. He would have never guessed that this beautiful sensual woman has never been truly loved but only pursued for her money. So now in order to regain the trust from Topaz that is suddenly so important to him, Jack begins to deal with the devil. He trades information on Reaper's whereabouts to the CIA, who seek to regain the lethal assassin, for clues to Topaz's mysteries. But in Topaz's case the truth may not set her free. When the shocking secrets of the past are uncovered will Jack, who believes that he is unable to love, willingly sacrifice everything to save Topaz's mind, heart and her very life?
Surprisingly the investigation into the past is an effective backdrop for developing Jack and Topaz's relationship -- clues they uncover about the mystery lead to personal revelations for Jack and Topaz as they discover the common ground in the shared pain of their loveless childhoods. Additionally, Shayne does a good job of exposing the personal struggles of both the leads - Topaz's as she tries to retain her resolve and keep from giving Jack the power to hurt her again even as the walls around her heart begin to crack and Jack's as he tries to deny that he has a hidden streak of decency and as he agonizes over the thought that million he stole was far less valuable than the love he cast aside. Though there is obviously a strong physical attraction between Jack and Topaz, Lover's Bite stays mostly focused on the psychological and emotional aspect of their relationship and they only have one love scene but it is very emotionally significant for the characters.
Lover's Bite differs from Demon's Kiss (Wings in the Night, Book 1) in that the rest of the group which shared more of the screen time with the romance in the previous story plays a much smaller part here. Most of the group leaves at the beginning of the book, but they come back at the end to support Topaz when she reaches a crisis. So with the exception of Reaper and Briar, the rest of the gangs' participation in the story was minimal. Reaper is such a strong character that he manages to continue to stand out even with his small role in the book and Briar starts moving toward some personal growth that will allow her to be redeemed in the next book when she and Reaper get their romance, in the conclusion to the Wing's in the Night triology Angel's Pain.
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