He was also a two-hundred-and-forty-five-year-old vampire capable of ripping out her throat with minimal effort. And yet… Janvier was the man every woman in a bar would turn to look at, his appeal as rawly earthy as the unhidden interest in eyes the shade of bayou moss, all sunlight and shadows over green. I thought we were friends, non? Everyone else thought she was way over on the east side of crazy.
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He was also a two-hundred-and-forty-five-year-old vampire capable of ripping out her throat with minimal effort. And yet… Janvier was the man every woman in a bar would turn to look at, his appeal as rawly earthy as the unhidden interest in eyes the shade of bayou moss, all sunlight and shadows over green.
I thought we were friends, non? Everyone else thought she was way over on the east side of crazy. Come in. But Janvier had a way of getting under her skin. She hesitated a fraction too long, and the heat of him seeped into her, a vivid bright thing that defied the ice of his immortality.
A squeeze of his fingers. A brush of laughter, his thumb sweeping along her skin in a languid caress. If it ever came down to it, it would be face-to-face.
That was the problem—because vampires were off-limits. The Guild had no rule forbidding such relationships and a number of her hunter friends had vampire lovers, but Ashwini agreed with fellow hunter Elena on this.
The other woman had once said that vampires were almost-immortals, after all—to them, humans were nothing but toys, fleeting pleasures, easily tasted, easily forgotten. Not that the angels would ever lower themselves enough to consort with a mortal. At six feet three, he topped her by a good five inches, carrying the height with the confidence of a man completely at ease with himself.
The rush of blood in her ears almost drowned out his next words. Then I could just push you into sunlight and watch you fry. Like the desert at sunset. In fact, pretend I have you in the crosshairs.
Janvier grinned and chose to sit on the bed, hands braced behind him, jean-clad legs crossed loosely at the ankles.
Sunlight danced over his dark brown hair, picking up glints of pure copper that played beautifully against the burnished gold of his skin. And that was why she needed him.
It was only her left wing that was twisted and useless, an alien ugliness in a place of power and dangerous beauty. The rest of her was as strong as any angel. Jessamy frowned. And the most lethal. Feet bare and chests uncovered, their skin gleamed with sweat.
Shelves: genre-urban-fantasy , angels-and-demons , books-i-go-rabid-over , my-hottie-harem , anthologies , author-nalini-singh , covers-to-covet , favorites , read-in , arc Angels Pawn- 5 stars Ive read plenty of short stories and now after reading Singhs novella, Angels Pawn has become of my favourites. This time we get a closer look at Ashwini, Elenas Guild Hunter colleague. Ash possesses similar characteristics as Elena Shes smart, tough, and can kick some serious ass. But she also has her own Guild Hunter talent, or a curse, in her opinion. She can hear the thoughts and emotions of others through a single touch.