Immortal Matchmakers Inc
immortals need love, too.
assassin ever to exist, this demigod now spends his days pining for the girl
who got away: Helena. Doesn’t help that he’s also Helena’s full-time nanny
slash bodyguard. But now that the apocalypse is over and her husband, the
vampire general, has returned home for good, it’s time to move on.
he secretly loves?
owner of Immortal Matchmakers, Inc., knows the solution is finding another gal.
The right gal. But getting a woman to date this callous, unrefined, coldhearted
warrior will prove to be the biggest challenge of her existence. Good thing
they’re in L.A.
finds herself one week away from being thrown out on the street, the call from
her agent is like a gift from heaven. But when she learns the job is teaching
the world’s biggest barbarian how to act like a gentleman, she wonders if she
shouldn’t have asked for more money. He’s vulgar, uncaring, and rougher around the
edges than a serrated bread knife. He’s also sexy, fierce, and undeniably
past, or will she find her heart hopelessly trapped by a man determined to
He stood up. “I think I’ll go for a swim. Care to join me?”
“A swim. It’s been centuries since I’ve been in the ocean.”
“Centuries, huh? Well, I’m sorry, but no. We need to work, Andrus. I have less than a week to get you ready, or I don’t get paid.”
“You should’ve negotiated for a better deal.” He kicked off his boots and stripped off his shirt.
Holy mother of God.
As her eyes scaled up his abs, the deep grooves of his washboard stomach flexing with fiercely seductive power, she found herself mesmerized. The light olive skin of his bare arms and chest and…Oh my God. This guy is built like an evil sexy tank. And whether she liked it or not, her female libido reacted—nipple tingles, core flutters, the whole nine yards. Or ten inches, in his case.
Andrus caught her blatantly drooling and then winked. “You’re welcome.” He dipped his head of thick, messy dark hair, turned, and slowly made his way toward the water.
Sadie watched along with every other woman within eyeshot. They all stopped whatever they were doing—volleyball, applying suntan oil, kissing their boyfriends, or avoiding trees while they were rollerblading—Watch out! Oh, that had to hurt. Even the men stopped to fume in Andrus’s general direction, seething with a territorial-type jealousy as he practically floated over the sand, his naturally tanned muscles flexing and pumping in a hypnotic rhythm as he strolled toward the waves.
He looked like a f****** god. Tall, lean, menacing ropes of—
He jumped head first into a wave, startling Sadie from her little sexually charged, mental detour.
author, host of the radio talk show, Man Candy, on Radioslot.com.
adventure as an exchange student to Mexico City, she never imagined the journey
would lead to writing Romance. But one MBA, one sexy husband, and two rowdy
kids later, Mimi would trade in corporate life for vampires, deities, and
leather pants comeback (for men) and that she might make you laugh when you
need it most.
(especially if they’re batshit crazy). You can always find her chatting away on
Facebook, Twitter, or saying many naughty words on her show MAN CANDY on
I love this quote, Diana
“I’m wondering what to read next.” — Matilda, Roald Dahl