November 13, 2016 by Valerie Ullmer
Reaper (A Dark Assassins Novel Book Two) Release Date 2 Days Away
My second in the Dark Assassins Series will be released Tuesday, November 15th, 2016.
A wolf-shifter and his powerful human.
Reaper had expected it to be an easy assignment. Break into a biotech facility with minimum security and rescue a group of immortals who were subject to deadly experiments and eliminate those who might try to fight back. But the moment he walked into the glass prison and spotted a human woman being held with the immortals, his mission changed.
She became his mission.
Before Reaper had a chance to explain that he was there to help her, she blinded him and the rest of his team and slipped away. Although she had escaped him, a protectiveness that he’d never felt washed over him, and he became determined to find her.
Ara has always depended on herself, but there was something about the shifter that made her want to trust him. She recognized him as someone who was capable of protecting her as well as understanding her secrets without turning her away, but before she could allow herself to trust him, she ran.
But with no resources and running out of ideas about how to protect herself, will she be able to lower her defenses and allow the shifter to help her?
Copyright © 2016 Valerie Ullmer
Something had gone wrong, terribly wrong, and she had known from the moment the morning sun warmed her face.
Whenever she had chosen a place to sleep, she sequestered herself in a room with no windows, which usually led her to the most basic room in the house. Sometimes it was a child’s room or a laundry room, because she had to make sure that she wouldn’t be seen, even by chance. She hadn’t seen or felt sunlight in over six months due to her captivity and after, by hiding during the day.
But another feeling gave her pause. A solid chest pressed against her back, his breathing deep and even. The scent of the woods and rain settled over her, and as she tried to place it, she knew that the scent was unfamiliar to her.
Panic swarmed her, leaving her breaths shallow and her muscles clenched with tension. She forced her eyes open and spotted the muscular arm draped over her waist. An immense hand with long, elegant fingers spread across her belly. Never in her twenty-six years had she allowed a man to touch her, much less hold her in her sleep, confirming her initial thought.
Without realizing her actions, she pushed away from the embrace. Each second that she believed she had been recaptured had increased her struggles, but his strong hold wouldn’t allow her to move more than a few inches at a time.
A low warning growl sounded in her ear, and she stopped her movements. The familiar sound registered in her frightened mind.
His arm clamped down on her when she stopped moving, bringing her closer to his body, and she relaxed into his hold.
In the last few weeks, she often dreamed about that growl and another louder one that had signified his outrage when she had used her power on him. The latter sound had wounded her whenever she thought about it, which was too often for her liking. The shifter who had tracked her down to the warehouse, the one she had been tempted to believe when he told her he wanted to protect her, now held her. That explained the warmth that surrounded her, and without thinking about it, she sank into him until her back touched his bare chest.