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Raven Hush writes paranormal & BDSM romance and exists on a diet of red wine and coffee. When she isn't romancing the monster under her bed, she writes contemporary romance and suspense asUSA Today bestsellingauthor Sofia Aves and kidlit under a not-so-super-secret pen name. Raven has worked with Romance Writers of Australia as Marketing and Events Manager and lives at Romance Cafe Publishing in their Marketing and PR department. She is a stay-at-home mum living near Brisbane, Australia with her three crazies and two German shepherds who like to pose whilst wrestling. Raven writes in her own dragon bookish cave and wrangles her alpacas daily. One day, she might even write about them.
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For over seventy-five years, Jason Chase, a three-thousand-year-old Varcolac, has lived an empty life without his lifemate, Morgan. Then, one Christmas Day in Russia, a stranger appears, a doppelgänger of his lost love, arriving as a guest and best friend of his daughter, Emily.
Natasha has lived as a vampire for as long as she can remember, yet her past remains a mystery, until a stormy night floods her with memories. She recalls who she truly is, why she became a vampire, and the chaos she’s caused. Fate brings her to Jason’s world one Christmas, and she realizes that even with the past altered, her family still remembers her.
But will redemption and love be enough to overcome the shadows of her past?
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NATASHA
“Please,” Em pleaded. “My dad will love both of you.”
“I don’t know, Em.”
If I were still human, my palms would be drenched by now, my heart a dead weight in my stomach, beating loud enough to drown out my erratic thinking.
The idea of seeing Jason, standing in front of him while he had no clue who I truly was, was almost unbearable.
She pouted, like Betty-freaking-Boop.
I hated when she did that.
“Fine,” I sighed. “Just tuck the lip away, please.”
She clapped like a kid on Christmas morning.
I still couldn’t believe I was actually going to spend the holidays with them, my old family, only now with a lot of new faces who has no idea I used to belong among them.
At least Jesse would be there.
Still, seeing Jesse and Jace together would be strange. They looked so much alike it almost hurt.
We had to travel to Russia for this one and I have no passport, neither did Paul. But telling that to Em was not something she would let go off.
I never been to the house in Russia. I heard about it, but had no idea where it was. All I know it was beautiful, like all their other mansions and probably around a forest.
As the days dragged on, I came up with every excuse not to go. Em, on the other hand, pulled out all the stops. She even found someone to forge our passports, and within days I was officiallyNatasha Seymore.Paul got the same last name, though we looked nothing alike.
I was ridiculously grateful I didn’t have to pay for a ticket. Dom wired Em the money, and she bought usfirst class.
These people.
