Wild Cat
(Sprache: Englisch)
The 7th book in the No. 1 bestselling Leopard series. A struggle for power between two leopard packs puts a young woman at the center.
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The 7th book in the No. 1 bestselling Leopard series. A struggle for power between two leopard packs puts a young woman at the center.
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In this Leopard novel by the #1 New York Times bestselling author Christine Feehan, passions explode like wildfire when a young woman s feral instincts are ignited by a man who s too dangerous not to desire A simple request for Siena Arnotto: deliver a gift to her grandfather s friend. One look at Elijah Lospostos, hard-bodied and stripped to the waist, and Siena succumbs to a feline stirring she never felt before, and to Elijah s reckless and pleasurable demands. But when that pulse-throbbing moment ends in the murder of an unexpected intruder, Elijah accuses the shaken and confused Siena of setting him up.
Then Siena discovers the truth of her Leopard heritage, of the secrets in her grandfather s inner circle, and the sinister plot of revenge that has put her in jeopardy. When Siena s grandfather is assassinated, she realizes the only man she can trust is Elijah. Now as her Leopard rises from within, Siena and Elijah share not only an animal instinct for survival but a desire so raw and wild it may be the only thing that can save them.
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Chapter One
Siena, bella, come see your old nonno for a minute.
Siena obediently dropped her car keys on the table and hurried into the sitting room her grandfather preferred. The room was cozy and always just a little too warm. As a rule that didn t bother her, but for some reason lately, her body seemed overheated. She was restless and edgy and hot. Very hot. Her skin ached, felt too tight, stretched over her frame. Even her jaw hurt. Her breasts felt swollen and achy, and for the first time in her life, she burned between her legs. Like crazy. It was awful.
The condition seemed to come and go at will for no apparent reason. It had started a couple of weeks earlier and was getting significantly worse. She was grateful she had just earned her masters of science in oenology and had come home, although being in the same room with her beloved grandfather when her body was on fire was decidedly uncomfortable.
She needed to get out of the house immediately. Lately, the condition had gotten so bad she was seriously thinking about visiting an adult store and getting herself a toy. A really good one. Sheesh. She d never looked at a man like that. Well, that wasn t strictly the truth. She d once seen Elijah Lospostos when she was fifteen. They sat across from each other at a dinner when she d been home from boarding school. He was at least eight years older than her. Maybe ten. It hadn t mattered. The moment she d laid eyes on him, something wild unfurled deep inside of her. She d barely been able to keep her eyes off of him. He was the most gorgeous man she d ever seen. Ever. And her grandfather employed a lot of men.
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She tried as hard as she could not to stare at him, but sometimes she d felt his gaze on her, and every time she d looked up, his eyes were looking at her. There was no mistake. He smiled. She didn t. She blushed. A horrible reaction. He d tried to engage her in conversation and she d stammered. Blushed more. It had been horrible. She was smart. Brilliant. She was already doing college courses. And she couldn t say a single intelligent word to him. Even the memory embarrassed her.
What is it, Nonno? she asked, bending to brush a kiss along his jaw. She ruffled his hair. He still had a wild mane of hair. All silver, but thick as a cat s pelt. His eyes, a dark chocolate, were faded, but still sharp. I m off to the gym. Because she really, really needed to work out hard. Tire herself to the point of exhaustion so she could actually get some sleep. She was desperate for sleep.
I need a favor, bella, a small one for an old man, eh? he coaxed.
As if she had ever in her life turned him down when he asked her for something. She was rarely at the house. She had been in boarding school most of her life and then college, but she treasured her times at home with him. He was her only living relative. It was just Antonio Arnotto and his granddaughter. The two of them.
What would that be, Nonno? she asked, trying to sound stern. She knew she failed when the laugh lines around his eyes crinkled. She sank down onto the arm of his chair and ruffled all that silver hair again.
I want you to take a case of my best reserve to a friend. His birthday was last week and I forgot to send a gift around. My beautiful granddaughter delivering it personally will make up for this mistake, no?
She laughed. It seems you have a lot of friends with birthdays and anniversaries you forget until your granddaughter comes home.
He shrugged his shoulders. I m not getting any younger, Siena, and you might start thinking about marriage and babies. Come to think of it, Elijah isn t married, and he s
She tried as hard as she could not to stare at him, but sometimes she d felt his gaze on her, and every time she d looked up, his eyes were looking at her. There was no mistake. He smiled. She didn t. She blushed. A horrible reaction. He d tried to engage her in conversation and she d stammered. Blushed more. It had been horrible. She was smart. Brilliant. She was already doing college courses. And she couldn t say a single intelligent word to him. Even the memory embarrassed her.
What is it, Nonno? she asked, bending to brush a kiss along his jaw. She ruffled his hair. He still had a wild mane of hair. All silver, but thick as a cat s pelt. His eyes, a dark chocolate, were faded, but still sharp. I m off to the gym. Because she really, really needed to work out hard. Tire herself to the point of exhaustion so she could actually get some sleep. She was desperate for sleep.
I need a favor, bella, a small one for an old man, eh? he coaxed.
As if she had ever in her life turned him down when he asked her for something. She was rarely at the house. She had been in boarding school most of her life and then college, but she treasured her times at home with him. He was her only living relative. It was just Antonio Arnotto and his granddaughter. The two of them.
What would that be, Nonno? she asked, trying to sound stern. She knew she failed when the laugh lines around his eyes crinkled. She sank down onto the arm of his chair and ruffled all that silver hair again.
I want you to take a case of my best reserve to a friend. His birthday was last week and I forgot to send a gift around. My beautiful granddaughter delivering it personally will make up for this mistake, no?
She laughed. It seems you have a lot of friends with birthdays and anniversaries you forget until your granddaughter comes home.
He shrugged his shoulders. I m not getting any younger, Siena, and you might start thinking about marriage and babies. Come to think of it, Elijah isn t married, and he s
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Autoren-Porträt von Christine Feehan
Christine Feehan is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Carpathian series, the GhostWalker series, the Leopard series, the Shadow Riders series, and the Sea Haven novels, including the Drake Sisters series and the Sisters of the Heart series.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Christine Feehan
- 2015, 432 Seiten, Maße: 10,3 x 17,2 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Jove
- ISBN-10: 0515156094
- ISBN-13: 9780515156096
- Erscheinungsdatum: 02.12.2015
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
Praise for Christine Feehan and her Leopard novelsThe queen of paranormal romance...I love everything she does. J. R. Ward
[A] dark and seductive paranormal romance series. HeroesandHeartbreakers.com
Heart-stopping action. Crazy sexy time scenes. Tender emotions. Harlequin Junkie
Hot-blooded...intense and thrilling...You don t want to miss it! Joyfully Reviewed
With a Feehan novel you know you will get well-developed characters and...a dose of sizzling sexuality...an unbeatable mix. RT Book Reviews
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