Book Spotlight & Giveaway (US/Int): Sexy vampire prince or stone cold murderer? Meet Kade Rollins from Angela McCallister’s Bad Mouth!
After her ex-husband’s obsession with vampires, Valerie Craig is on a mission to stop transformations. Of all vampires, Kade Rollins is the worst of the worst, but when multiple murders plague Seattle, Val is forced to enlist his aid. Kade’s crude wit and seductive nature attract her like no other, but she can’t ignore his violence toward his human servants, no matter her yearning to forget.
She’s torn when she learns Kade may be behind the murders. Val’s worked hard to protect humans from vampires, but the truth surrounding the murders could ignite a bloody battle between their races, one humans are sure to lose. Someone is pulling strings to build a vampire army and spark the war—setting Kade up to kick it off. But if she trusts the vampire prince, she risks her job, her integrity, and her heart if he betrays her as all the men in her life have.
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After a tumultuous beginning, Val finally feels she’s getting to know the real Kade, the part of him he shows no one—a part she’s falling for, but then she’s knocked sideways by some revelations that he’s been lying to her all along. What she doesn’t know is that Kade has his reasons, but it would spoil it if I said what they were here. So go read the book, lol!
Val’s body tingled with a mix of apprehension and wrath as she rode the elevator to Kade’s penthouse. She hadn’t been able to wait another day to confront him. It had to be now, before dawn broke and he went to ground.
She had no idea how he’d react when she confronted him with what she’d learned. With the evidence she’d gathered proving the transformations weren’t committed by rogues, she was a threat to the Immortalis, even though the human involvement in some of the bloodings threw a glitch in her theories.
She stopped outside Kade’s door when she heard his raised voice. The door cracked ajar an inch or two, and she could hear him clearly.
“I’m not asking you, goddammit!” He paused as if listening, but there were no other voices in the room. He had to be on the phone with someone. She swung the door open wider and slipped into the room.
“I don’t care if someone was there. Look, I met with the Ancients tonight. They don’t know anything yet and I’d like to keep it that way.”
Kade faced the balcony window, his bare shoulders tight with tension. His hair stuck up in all directions like he’d run his hands through it all night long.
“No, motherfucker. No one’s touching Val,” he said. A lump formed in her throat. “She wouldn’t be a problem if you’d do your damn job.” She could hear a voice shouting over his handset, but couldn’t make out what the person said. Kade growled. “If you don’t kill Wallace tonight, I’ll go do it myself, and then we’ll all be fucked.” Another short pause. “Thank you. About fucking time.”
And then the call ended. She didn’t have time to process what she’d heard. Tightening her grip on her satchel, she walked toward him, feeling as if she were bleeding on the inside.
“Oh, Kade,” she whispered as she drew closer.
He whipped around and froze when he saw her. With a heavy sigh, he closed his eyes. His shoulders slumped and his head dropped toward his chest. “Fuck my life.”
“Yes. Fuck your life.”
His head jerked up in surprise, and then his teeth clenched. “How long were you—”
“Don’t ask me that. You don’t get to figure out how much you need to explain to me.” Her lips began to tremble. “Who was that?” He opened his mouth to answer, but she cut him off. “It was Killian, wasn’t it?”
His jaw dropped. “How do you know Ian?”
“Who is he, Kade, and who’s Declan?”
He shook his head. “How do you know about them?”
“I’m asking the questions, and you’re going to answer them.” Her legs wobbled, but she held her ground. She had to keep control, at least until she returned to her apartment where she could fall apart. “I know about them. That’s all you get from me.”
“Val, what you heard—”
“I don’t want your excuses or your lies. I want the truth.” When he said nothing, she reached into her satchel for her phone. “I can’t believe I trusted you.”
He stiffened, his eyes widening. “What are you doing?”
“I’m calling the VLO. I have enough evidence to arrest you.”
“Don’t!” He stepped toward her and instinct took over. She dropped the phone and drew out the Glock she promised Alice she’d carry. She’d never drawn it so fast, even in her dreams. It wasn’t much larger than her palm, but it was a loaded 9 mm and could cause some serious damage at this close range.
He cocked his head, but stopped his approach. “You think you can get a bullet out of there and into where it counts before I could take that from you?”
“I think I can try,” she said. But she didn’t want to try, and not only because he’d made a good point. You did have to be a perfect shot to hit a vampire in a fatal way, but she didn’t want to shoot him, despite her sensible self screaming for her to kill those sweet feelings she had for him.
He threw up his hands. “Fucking hell, Val!” He threw his phone across the room. It hurtled through the open doorway and hit the thick columns outside with a fatal crack, the pieces skating across the balcony. “You have no idea what’s at stake here. You’re completely blind.”
“I think I see things just fine. I see you involved with murder and conspiracy to commit murder against humans and vampires. I see that you’re a liar.” Her voice hitched. “I see that you used me.”
His hands went to his hips. “I wasn’t—” He stopped on his own and shook his head. “I wouldn’t have hurt you.”
“Now that is a lie,” she murmured, “because you already have.”
He didn’t apologize. Instead, he turned back to the balcony, letting the silence stretch. Nothing he could say would fix this. He would go to detainment, and the VLO would request execution as punishment. Her free hand went to the ache in her chest. He turned back to her, a grim expression on his face. Whatever decision he’d come to, he wasn’t thrilled with it.
“I have many things to tell you, but I need more time. Come here tonight and you’ll have answers.”
“Tonight? Kade, I have to call the VLO. They won’t wait.”
“But you can wait.” He dared a few steps toward her. Her grip tightened on the gun, but even so, she began to lower the weapon. “Don’t call them yet. I need time.”
“Why? So you can plan an escape?”
His lips curved up in a bitter smile. “Do I strike you as the kind of man who would run from something?” He came closer, and the scent of him plugged directly into her memory. “Come to me tonight and I’ll tell you everything. Just fourteen hours. Please, Val.”
She never thought she’d hear that word from Kade. Tucking her gun back into the satchel, she walked past him and stepped out onto the balcony. Her boots crunched on the tiny plastic pieces of cell phone. She felt him follow her out.
“You saw the Ancients tonight?” she asked softly. He moved to the railing next to her.
“I did. They gave me some bullshit about dwindling vampire population and something about trying to spare my feelings.”
She half turned to him. “Kade, I’m—” No. She wasn’t going to apologize, and she wasn’t going to feel bad for him. He’d been about to murder another vampire out of spite. “I know you don’t want to hear this, but there’s only one person who can give you the answers you want, and you were about to murder him.”
He frowned. “I don’t know if I can be in the same room with him without tearing him apart.”
“We have a little over an hour before dawn.” She forced him to meet her gaze. “If you go now—with me—I’ll wait to call the VLO.”
His expression darkened. Her hands went to his forearms, and his gaze went straight to that point of contact. His tension seemed to melt like the early frost on a sunny morning.
She handed him her cell. “Now call off the hit before your answers die with him.”
About the author
Angela McCallister is a US Navy Sailor currently spoiled by the gorgeous weather of Southern California. She’ll try just about anything once, from skydiving, sailing, slacklining, Aikido, and even hang-gliding–as long as she doesn’t have to subject anyone to her “singing” or make an appearance in a bikini. She spends her days reading and writing whenever she’s lucky enough to be away from work. In fact, she’s never to be found without a book hidden somewhere on her person. A member of RWA San Diego, From The Heart Romance Writers, Rose City Romance Writers, and Fantasy, Futuristic & Paranormal RWA chapters, she’ll talk books for hours and especially loves to hear from and meet readers and fellow authors.
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