The grave robber, p.11
The Grave Robber,
p.11
An Until Him/Her Novella
HAPPILY EVER NEVER by Carrie Ann Ryan
A Montgomery Ink Legacy Novella
DESTINED FOR ME by Corinne Michaels
A Come Back for Me/Say You’ll Stay Crossover
MADAM ALANA by Audrey Carlan
A Marriage Auction Novella
DIRTY FILTHY BILLIONAIRE by Laurelin Paige
A Dirty Universe Novella
TANGLED WITH YOU by J. Kenner
A Stark Security Novella
TEMPTED by Lexi Blake
A Masters and Mercenaries Novella
THE DANDELION DIARY by Devney Perry
A Maysen Jar Novella
CHERRY LANE by Kristen Proby
A Huckleberry Bay Novella
THE GRAVE ROBBER by Darynda Jones
A Charley Davidson Novella
CRY OF THE BANSHEE by Heather Graham
A Krewe of Hunters Novella
DARKEST NEED by Rachel Van Dyken
A Dark Ones Novella
CHRISTMAS IN CAPE MAY by Jennifer Probst
A Sunshine Sisters Novella
A VAMPIRE’S MATE by Rebecca Zanetti
A Dark Protectors/Rebels Novella
WHERE IT BEGINS by Helena Hunting
A Pucked Novella
Also from Blue Box Press:
THE MARRIAGE AUCTION by Audrey Carlan
Book One
Book Two
Book Three
Book Four
THE JEWELER OF STOLEN DREAMS by M.J. Rose
SAPPHIRE STORM by Christopher Rice writing as C. Travis Rice
A Sapphire Cove Novel
ATLAS: THE STORY OF PA SALT by Lucinda Riley and Harry Whittaker
A SOUL OF ASH AND BLOOD by Jennifer L. Armentrout
A Blood and Ash Novel
START US UP by Lexi Blake
A Park Avenue Promise Novel
LOVE ON THE BYLINE by Xio Axelrod
A Plays and Players Novel
FIGHTING THE PULL by Kristen Ashley
A River Rain Novel
A FIRE IN THE FLESH by Jennifer L. Armentrout
A Flesh and Fire Novel
Discover More Darynda Jones
The Graveside Bar and Grill
A Charley Davidson Novella
Click here to purchase.
When Donovan St. James’ precocious charge asks him—no questions asked—to tail the doctor who keeps their ragtag team patched up, he wants to refuse. Not because the saucy teen is getting too big for her britches, ordering him around like a mob boss, but because the woman stirs feelings in him he would rather not explore. However, when evil threatens the doc’s life, he realizes he has no choice. Sia saved his life once. He will try to return the favor. He just prays he can do it without losing his heart.
Running from the supernatural entity that has destroyed entire worlds to have her, Sia thought she’d found a haven on Earth with a motley team of warriors protecting the girl destined to save humanity. But when Sia’s found, she realizes something on this plane is more scrumptious than her: that very teen. So, she runs—and Donovan St. James follows. Nothing is more alluring than a scruffy biker with a lacerating gaze. And she vows to tell him that…if they survive.
* * * *
The Gravedigger’s Son
A Charley Davidson Novella
Click here to purchase.
The job should have been easy.
Get in. Assess the situation. Get out. But for veteran tracker Quentin Rutherford, things get sticky when the girl he’s loved since puberty shows up, conducting her own investigation into the strange occurrences of the small, New Mexico town. He knew it would be a risk coming back to the area, but he had no idea Amber Kowalski had become a bona fide PI, investigating things that go bump in the night. He shouldn’t be surprised, however. She can see through the dead as clearly as he can. The real question is, can she see through him?
But is anything that’s worth it ever easy?
To say that Amber is shocked to see her childhood crush would be the understatement of her fragile second life. One look at him tells her everything she needs to know. He’s changed. So drastically she barely recognizes him. He is savage now, a hardened—in all the right places—demon hunter, and she is simply the awkward, lovestruck girl he left behind.
But she doesn’t have time to dwell on the past. A supernatural entity has set up shop, and it’s up to them to stop it before it kills again.
While thousands of questions burn inside her, she has to put her concern over him, over what he’s become, aside for now. Because he’s about to learn one, undeniable fact: she’s changed, too.
* * * *
The Graveyard Shift
A Charley Davidson Novella
Click here to purchase.
Guarding a precocious five-year-old who is half-human, half-god, and 100% destined to save the world is no easy feat.
Garrett Swopes was the ultimate skeptic until he met a certain hellion and her husband. They vanished after stopping a catastrophic event and left him, a mere mortal, in charge of protecting their gift to mankind. But when she disappears as well, he needs the help of another breed of hellion. One who can see past the veil of space and time. One who betrayed him.
She will get a truce in the deal, but she will never earn his forgiveness.
Marika Dubois’s son—a warrior in the coming war between heaven and hell—was foreseen long before his birth. But to create a child strong enough to endure the trials that lay ahead, she needed a descendant of powerful magics. She found that in Garrett Swopes and tricked him into fathering her son. A ploy he has never forgiven her for. But when he knocks on her door asking for her help, she sees the fierce attraction he tries to deny rise within him.
And Marika has to decide if she dares risk her heart a second time to help the only man she’s ever loved.
An excerpt from The Graveside Bar and Grill
A Charley Davidson Novella
By Darynda Jones
Now available!
Click here to purchase.
Donovan froze. He held her against him until he could collect his thoughts. It took a while. After staring at her for a solid sixty seconds, he asked, “You’re a what?” just to confirm.
Her huge eyes found his again, a stunning mixture of caramel and deeper browns with flecks of sea-foam green sprinkled throughout. “I mean, this body isn’t, but I am. I’ve never... you know.”
“Ah, got it.” That made more sense. Not that a beautiful, successful woman couldn’t be a virgin. The odds were definitely against it, though. “So, I’ll be your first,” he said matter-of-factly. No pressure.
“Technically. I mean, I know what to do. Technically. I’ve just never actually put that knowledge to the test.”
“Is this a test?” he asked, grinning at her. She seemed more nervous than he was. “Tests were never my strong point in school.”
“What was?”
“Girls, mostly.”
She giggled. There was no other word for it. A short, soft bubble of laughter escaped her, and he found her even more enchanting because of it. “Why aren’t I surprised?” she asked.
“I can’t imagine. But first things first.” He slipped the metal bracelet off, pushed the two ends together to close the circle, and slid it onto her much slenderer wrist. “It’s still too big.” He went to take it back but she snatched her hand away.
“It’s perfect.” She lifted it to study as though examining a cluster of diamonds. “But you really shouldn’t have.” When he only grinned at her, she added, “I feel like I’m leaving you vulnerable by taking this.”
“He’s not after me. I’ll be fine.”
She dropped her wrist and her gaze. “Should we start then?”
He lifted a brow. “Start?”
“Yeah, you know. It.”
“Ah.” He tried not to smile. He failed. This was going to be fun. “Where do you suggest we begin?”
“Oh.” Her eyes rounded as she thought about his question much more intently than he’d imagined she would. “Right. Well, music seems to be important.”
“Music.” He nodded and fought that errant grin again. The fucker. “What would you suggest?”
“I’m not sure.” She pressed her mouth to one side as she considered it. “Maybe something bow-chicka-wow-ish?”
He had to refocus every ounce of strength in his body to keep from laughing. To hide his face, he leaned past her to turn on the radio. “Let’s just see what’s available.”
“Right. Good idea.”
After a quick search, something appropriately smooth came on.
“Oh, Rihanna!” she said, clapping softly. Then, as though embarrassed, she added, “This is a good song.”
“I’ll take your word for it. What next?”
“Hmmm.” She tapped her chin with an index finger. “Well, I don’t want to seem forward—”
“Of course, not.”
“—but you should probably take off your shirt.”
“Just me?”
She glanced down at her zippered hoodie. “Good point. I mean, it’s only fair, right?”
“Fair is fair.”
“Fair is definitely fair.” She started to unzip the hoodie but stopped when he didn’t move to do the same.
When she pointed her chin at the T-shirt, he reached for the back of the collar and lifted it over his head. He could’ve sworn he heard a soft gasp, but he wasn’t sure.
He tossed Swopes’ tee onto the passenger’s seat, and she slowly lowered the zipper on her hoodie without taking her eyes off his chest. He suddenly worried that his tattoos would turn her off. She didn’t seem to be bothered, but there was an entire demographic that found them appalling. Which was probably a big part of the reason he’d gotten them in the first place. Nothing like presenting himself as a hellraiser to keep the puritans at bay. He was a walking defense mechanism. Would she see through him? Did he care?
With a jolt of surprise, he realized that he did. But why? He’d never cared. Then again, he’d never met anyone like the doc. And that was before he knew what she was. Most of the women he’d taken to his bed had practically begged him to do so. He’d never hit on a woman in his life. He’d never had to. But the doc was different. He could see himself begging for her attention. Willingly. Gladly. Desperately.
When she literally separated one tooth of the zipper at a time, her movements painstakingly slow, he couldn’t take it any longer. He took the zipper out of her hands, slid it all the way down, and peeled the jacket off her shoulders.
Her powerful scent engulfed him. Exotic and sweet, it surrounded, saturated, and stirred, pumping blood into his cock. When she started on the buttons of her white blouse, he didn’t have it in him to wait. Praying the garment didn’t cost more than his Harley, he took the edges and ripped it open. Her breasts, held by the barest hint of a lace bra, spilled forth, and for a moment, he was mesmerized. Until his gaze dropped to her stomach. To the side of her ribs. To her right shoulder.
It was like someone threw a bucket of ice water on him. No, not ice water. Boiling honey. When she went to cover her midsection with her arms, he didn’t let her. He took hold of her wrists and locked them behind her back for a better look.
Scars of every size and shape adorned her beautiful body, and his blood turned bitingly cold. He didn’t realize how much so until she winced and jerked her hands out of his grip.
“I’m sorry,” he said, but it was too late. He’d ruined the mood. He bit back a curse when she pulled her shirt together and climbed off his lap.
Discover the World Of 1001 Dark Nights
Collection One
Collection Two
Collection Three
Collection Four
Collection Five
Collection Six
Collection Seven
Collection Eight
Collection Nine
Bundles
Discovery Authors
Blue Box Press
Rising Storm
Liliana Hart's MacKenzie Family
Lexi Blake's Crossover Collection
Kristen Proby's Crossover Collection
On Behalf of 1001 Dark Nights,
Liz Berry, M.J. Rose, and Jillian Stein would like to thank ~
Steve Berry
Doug Scofield
Benjamin Stein
Kim Guidroz
Chelle Olson
Tanaka Kangara
Asha Hossain
Chris Graham
Jessica Saunders
Stacey Tardif
Dylan Stockton
Kate Boggs
Richard Blake
and Simon Lipskar
Darynda Jones, The Grave Robber
