Chains of Ice by Christina Dodd

By Christina Dodd

Only liked author Christina Dodd may possibly deliver you this riveting paranormal story of accountability, kin ... and the facility of love...
For one magic summer season, Genny Valente escapes to spend time as a flora and fauna observer within the untamed mountains. Little does she understand beast extra fearsome that any beast lurks within the forest...a guy, one of many selected Ones, betrayed by means of his present and suffering from his thoughts. John Powell has fled his destiny and his responsibility, but in Genny he sees his one likelihood for redemption. he'll stalk her, kidnap her, love her as just a savage can. but if a brand new betrayal threatens, John needs to name at the powers he swore he'd by no means use back. Then purely Genny's love can shop him...if she dares tame the single guy she cannot dwell without...
Readers who love books by means of Christine Feehan and J. R. Ward will take pleasure in this story.

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Yes—this was the woman for him! She shouted something and pointed toward the cliff that rose above the glacial valley, then up toward the mountain peak. His ears rang, but he understood. He pulled her through the fast-rising, knee-deep water to dry land. Shoving her ahead, he clambered after her, moving fast, moving up, knowing this gush of water was only the beginning, that the glacier would gobble at the stone walls, launch giant boulders downstream. If he and Sun Hee didn’t climb fast, the ground would disappear under their feet and they’d hurtle downstream, never to be found.

Father always said if he couldn’t dine as he chose, he wouldn’t dine at all. So they never went out to dinner. But he must have been saving up for this one grand gesture, because the restaurant was among Manhattan’s finest. As they walked behind the maitre d’, she prayed they wouldn’t be seated by the restrooms or in a corner. She didn’t want her father in a bad mood all evening, angry because he’d been slighted. Luck or providence or Father’s expensive suit worked for them, because their table was against the window with a view of Manhattan’s lights laid out like jewels tossed on a black velvet cushion.

Shut up, children. ” The Russian woman stuck out her hand. ” Genny shook hands. “You’re Lubochka Koslov. ” Lubochka was middle-aged and attractive with pale skin, short dark hair, and dark eyes; six feet tall and big boned with swimmer’s shoulders and man hands. ” She indicated a squat, middle-aged man with wire-rimmed glasses and dark, thinning hair. ” Genny shook his hand. Genny had used Russian language software day and night to prepare for this trip, but she didn’t need a translation for Misha’s grunt of response.

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