Wednesday, May 20, 2020

ARCTIC BITE by N.J. Walters

I love being a part of the Naughty Literati and getting to work with such amazing authors. While we put out collections--which you should read if you haven't already--we all publish books of our own.

I'm so excited about the release of ARCTIC BITE and wanted to share a teaser with you.

Arctic Bite
Forgotten Brotherhood, Book Two

Being immortal doesn’t mean you can’t die. It just means you’re damn hard to kill.

When Alexei Medvedev joined the Forgotten Brotherhood—paranormals hired to assassinate other paranormals—he knew it wouldn’t be a cake walk. But his next target is one of Death’s own Reapers gone rogue. For the first time since he started this gig, “damn hard to kill” feels more like “damn near impossible.”

Tracking Cassie Dobbs brings him to a remote bar in small-town Alaska, where this hot-as-hell Reaper is casually serving drinks, as if she doesn’t have a bounty on her head from Death himself. Alexei is dangerously intrigued. Everyone in the Brotherhood knows the first rule: don’t fall for your target.

But Alexei soon has bigger problems to face than an unexpected attraction. They only send assassins after those who deserve to die…or so he’s been made to believe. Now that he’s met Cassie, though, he’s not so sure.

What if everything he’s been told is a lie, and the person he’s been sent to kill is the only one who knows the truth?


Alexei might not be as dangerous as his leader, but he was very deadly in his own right. It would be smart to steer clear of him, but she’d much rather run toward him. So, kissing him made perfect sense, even though they were being hunted.

His lips were warm and salty, just like the French fries he’d eaten. Yum. His chest was conveniently bare, since he’d only pulled on a pair of jeans after their shower. He was the sexiest man she’d ever seen—and she’d been around long enough to be an authority—with his long hair and his full beard covering the lower portion of his face. Not to mention his huge biceps and abs of steel.

He fell back suddenly, taking her with him. She laughed, clutching his arm for support. It was like holding on to a massive tree trunk. He was so strong, so courageous, but not even he could save her.

Fate would eventually catch up with her. It was only a matter of time. Running forever wasn’t an option. But she wouldn’t regret her actions because they’d led her right to this moment.

“You’re thinking,” he complained, more growled, really. The deep rumble vibrated through her.

“Sorry.” She turned until she was lying flat on top of him, peering down at his amazingly vivid blue eyes. With his white and brown hair and his thick beard, he could have walked off the set of a Viking television show. Minus the tattoos. He didn’t have any.

He eased his big fingers into her hair, stroking the short strands. “It’s okay.”

And it was. She could see it in his face. He was simply happy to be with her. What an amazing gift. In her very long life, no one had made her feel so special.

“We should make plans.” That would be the smart thing to do, but he continued to run his fingers through her hair, thoroughly distracting her. “Alexei.”

His big body shuddered. “I love it when you say my name.”

Her heart skipped a beat when he said the “L” word. “Alexei,” she repeated, wanting to give him as much of herself as she could.

“Cassie,” he whispered.

“Cassandra.” Her real name tumbled from her lips.

“Cassandra Dobbs.”

“No, the last name is made up. I’m simply Cassandra.” All of them only had a single name. There was no need for anything more. There were no true bonds of affection, no real kinship or laughter. There was only the job.

Rolling over, he took her with him, so she was on her back with him looming over her. He leaned down until their foreheads were touching. “You aren’t simply anything. You’re the most amazing woman in the entire world.”

Wow, he might not say much, but when he did it was really special.


N.J. Walters is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who has always been a voracious reader, and now she spends her days writing novels of her own. Vampires, werewolves, dragons, time-travelers, seductive handymen, and next-door neighbors with smoldering good looks—all vie for her attention. It’s a tough life, but someone’s got to live it.
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