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                                                               Undying Magic
                                                       Creatures of Myth, Book 1


Blurb
The first book in the Creatures of Myth series starts with vampire hunter Jane Nichols seeking revenge for her best friend, Marissa's death.  When she meets Ricardo, one very hot Druid-mage, her thoughts turn to life. And sex.

Unfortunately for Jane, Ricardo vowed never to love another mortal. They die after only a handful of years and he's been down that path before. He's determined to enjoy this woman for the short-term, but isn't interested in anything else.

In a race against time, Jane and Ricardo scour the Florida coast for the ingredients they need for a potion to bring Marissa back to life. Ricardo has a vested interest in the success of his magic spell. Marissa is his sister.

Will they gather the Mermaids scales, Zombie toenail clippings and the lust sweat of a captive Druid in time to restore Marissa?  Read Undying Magic to find out.

Excerpt
After the first three drinks, Jane went back to her room and unpacked the container holding Rissa's ashes. She hadn't been thinking very clearly the night Rissa had been killed. Vampires disintegrate to chunky dust within a few moments, the speed of decomposition tied to the number of years they'd been "alive". Marissa had been a vampire for a few hundred years, so the transition from friend to ashes hadn't taken more than sixty seconds.

Devastated by the loss of her friend and eager to find Marcus to exact revenge, Jane still realized that she couldn't just leave the ashes to be cleaned away by the landlord. She'd searched Rissa's apartment for something to hold the remains. Initially all she could find with an airtight lid was a Tupperware container. Since she couldn't imagine putting what used to be her friend inside the almost see-through plastic, she was really happy to find another solution.

Jane didn't remember seeing the urn she found on display in Rissa's bedroom. She'd figured it didn't matter where the beautiful cobalt blue pottery came from. Just that it was perfect for holding Rissa's remains. The unusually heavy urn had a lid that fastened with a wire hinge and closed with old-fashioned effectiveness. Tentatively she opened the top, hoping nothing or no one else was inside. Later on she'd reinforced the seal by dipping the entire top half of the pot in wax.

But right now Jane wanted the urn in the sand beside her beach chair. She held a quiet one-sided conversation with her friend, carefully making sure she wasn't overheard. As she sat there, Jane steadily surrounded the pretty blue pot with a forest of palm tree garnish holders. Pushing the green plastic picks into the sand as fast as she could consume the drinks.

The alcohol and the sun did their jobs. Jane relaxed completely, her grief deadened and her thoughts centered on remembered fun and secrets shared with a best friend. Thinking about ordering another drink and staying on the beach to watch the stars come out, she turned her head a little and realized someone stood right behind her lounge chair.

Too close.

She never went anywhere unarmed. It was a simple thing to slide her hand into her beach tote and wrap her fingers around the handle of the six-inch knife.

After jumping up and whirling to face the intruder, she tripped over her own feet. When she finally untangled herself, Jane waived a long roll of candy in the man's face. Even in her present state, she felt embarrassed. The knife remained in her bag...probably a good thing.

Once she actually focused on the man, she had to work hard to keep her mouth closed. Gorgeous didn't even scratch the surface. Unless the alcohol turned ugly into appealing, this blond and muscular man was a contender for craving of the year. Starting at his bare feet and taking note of his long toes, she shifted her gaze upward and catalogued the man's many and varied assets along the way. He wore long shorts, so the muscular calves were well displayed, his thighs were covered and unfortunately the shorts weren't tight enough to get any idea of the size and breadth of his manly dimensions.

But his bare chest with its small V of golden hair could win awards. This man defined ripped and she crossed her fingers he wasn't a steroid user. She didn't want to touch and have him completely uninterested or unable to return the favor. She definitely wanted to offer her services as tanning lotion applier before anyone else at the resort got the chance. As she glanced up and met his gaze, she sucked in a breath of surprise.

One look into his ageless, mossy green eyes and she knew without a doubt who stood before her with a slight smirk on his face.

"Ricardo?"

At his nod she exhaled a sigh of relief. She wouldn't be joining Rissa in death tonight.