The cage door closes on Emma Bryant’s freedom after she is arrested for a brutal murder that she did not commit. The tough-talking lioness knows the penalty she faces is death. Can she repel all of the lies in order to survive?
Scott Frazier is always the joker. Beneath the golden lion’s mane is hidden a secret that just might save the woman he’s known to be his future mate since the first time he saw her. The blood of kings runs through him. Will he make the ultimate sacrifice to save the one he loves?
Fighting the Lies is the sequel to The Touch of Snow; the paranormal romance that had non-readers converting to the genre. It continues the story of the Glacial Blood pack as they strive to save a member from the horrific position she finds herself in. But the story isn’t that simple, not when Nuka Lincoln is around, and an impending storm threatens the world as they know it. The Glacial Blood world is full of intrigue, suspense and kick arse fights. It also features a secret that should remain untold.
This is the second book in the Glacial Blood Series and has been well received after the success of the first
“Get your hands off me. I’m perfectly capable of walking on my own,” lioness, Emma, growled at the sleazy wolf shifter who’d been manhandling her ever since they’d left the Glacial Blood mansion.
“Where would the fun be in that?” The mongrel licked his lips and pushed her further down the dark corridor. He didn’t need to tell her where she was. It was the same place they brought all the shifter criminals. She was at the bottom of the Reichstag building in Berlin and was about to be thrown into the unique consecrated dungeons, which held those who were accused of crimes. Murder? That’s what Ethern, the paranormal council leader, had said. Just who in the hell was she supposed to have killed?
Sleaze-ball ran his hand over her backside again. That was enough. Her hands were bound by a magical chain, but that still left her nimble legs free. In a quick movement, she struck out with her strongest leg and floored the unsuspecting wolf. She always liked that people underestimated her small frame. It was petite, but it packed a mighty punch.
“I said keep your filthy paws to yourself.” She sent a spit of fury down upon him.
“You’ll pay for that bitch.” The wolf sprung to his feet and had his hands around her delicate neck before she could draw a breath. He pushed her back against the damp wall. The ice cold of the brick sent shivers through her body. The wolf smirked. He’d mistaken her tremble for fear. It was far from it, though. She prepared to attack. Magical cuffs could not stop her.
“Marvin, let Miss Bryant go.” Ethern Lennox’s voice reverberated around the narrow corridor of the dungeon. The multi-shifter stepped forward from the shadows, long fangs glistening in the low-level light of the candles.
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Italian
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Already translated.
Translated by Cristina Borgomeo
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Portuguese
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Already translated.
Translated by Nelson Santos
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