Title: Mine Immortal
Author: Kristin Ping
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Cover Designer: Joemel Requeza
Editor: Tim Bullins and Monique Fisher
Publisher: Fire Quill Publishers
Publication Date: May 8, 2019
Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR
Blurb: As part of the Ancient race in the supernatural world, three-thousand-year-old Varcolac Jason Chase, also known as Jericho, knows he has a lot of enemies and allies. But his world is turned upside down when strange dreams about a human girl starts plaguing his nights. It could only mean one thing, and it was something he never expected. Varcolacs get one true mate in their lifetime, and Jason Chase thought his didnât exist.
After the death of her mother, twenty-four-year-old South African Morgan Freeman heads back to the one place that had always felt like homeâthe cruise lines. But this time itâs different. Meeting Jason Chase, the man of every womanâs dreams, was so not part of her plan, but it feels like theyâre a match made in heaven. But something doesnât feel right. Nobody could be that perfect, right? When the truth finally comes out, her heart is shattered and the world she once knew ceases to exist.
Kristin Ping is a USA Today Bestselling author who resides in South Africa with her husband, two beautiful girls and her bulldog that tries to eat her house. She has been writing for the past decade and write under many pen names in different genreâs. Her first novel under Kristin Ping is called Hinder, A Benderâs novel that forms part of the Guardian of Monster Saga.
She has reached her USA Bestselling status with her novel The Curse, published by Fire Quill Publishing in 2018. She sold the Italian translations rights that will be published by Hope Edizioni in 2021.
She has published two more novels in the Varcolac Series which will always formed part of the Guardian of Monsters, and hopefully will bring out the third Varcolac novel, Immortal Beloved, soon.
For more information you can go to her website www.kristinpingbooks.com
âAre you sure about that?â I asked. âZac, I will break your balls if you tell anyone about this.â
âDude, you are the Alpha. Even if I wanted to, I couldnât.â
âGood, so donât even think about it.â
He chuckled, which pissed me off. None of this was funny. âItâs not funny.â
âNo, itâs not. I just donât understand why you feel the need to shift. Itâs not normal, dude. You can get anyone you want.â
âSo can you.â
âYeah, well, that takes all the fun out of it. No, I like doing it for a different reason.â
âNo, you like fucking around with peopleâs heads.â
âThat too,â he said.
âSo, all I have to do is clear my mind and it will work?â
âHave you really never shifted before?â
âNo, Iâm not that messed up.â
âBut you want to shift with your true mate?â
âI need to find out something, thatâs all,â I lied. I was curious, and I shouldnât be. âItâs not like Iâm going to do anything to her. Iâm not that sick.â
âItâs fun, not a sickness. You should try it.â
âYeah, Iâve got responsibilities, Zac. Iâm not a pup.â
âWhatever you say, old man. Enjoy.â
If only I looked like an old man. âWait, before you hang up. Did you check the cages?â
âYes,â he whined. âOur concern is with you on the cruise ship. Dom is the one you should be worried about, not us. Weâll be fine. You just concentrate on your shift, and like I said, enjoy.â He put the phone down.
Zac was Isaacâs twin and a huge fucking player when it came to the opposite sex.
He hardly slept with humans, but what he does is worse. He shifts.
Shifting was not what it sounded like. It was a term we used when we tried to gain control over a situation or gather information. I think that ability came from our vampire side, since some of them could really fuck you up when they got in your head.
Zac used it to seduce human women.
He would present himself in the form of a dream, which was what we called shifting.
The reason I wanted to shift with Morgan was because I was curious about her. I couldnât deny it.
Iâd stepped back the past three days, thinking it would be easier, but I could see that Iâd made her uncomfortable. She wasnât as bubbly as the first night.
That only piqued my curiosity.
I should just talk to her, but that could backfire. It might make me fall hard for her, and I didnât want that to happen.
That was why I opted to shift. I could ease my curiosity, and leave her thinking sheâd just dreamed of me. No harm done. Except, it might make things between us even more awkward than they already were.
Just thinking about shifting tonight was turning my stomach into knots.
I didnât want anyone to know, because I couldnât lie. My face always told the truth, and I usually admitted to things before I could get caught. I hated that I couldnât lie, but I figured it came with age. Lying was senseless when you were my age. But I could not tell Morgan the truth. She could never know what I was. So, hopefully, my curiosity about her would disappear tonight.
I left the bar and made it to my bed, grimacing when I saw the time on my clock. Two a.m. These late nights had to stop because they were starting to take their toll on me, but I was happy to have caught up with Kate. Weâd made plans to go to the carnival in Rio de Janeiroâour next port after the one tomorrowâsince it had always been on my bucket list.
I fell asleep faster than I thought I would, only to wake up to the sound of my door opening.
A tall figure walked in. I paid no attention as it was probably someone that came to visit Ashley.
I didnât close my eyes though.
It was weird that I could see him, since I usually couldnât see my hand in front of me in the darkness of the cabin.
But I could see his outline clearly, just not his face.
My heart started to race. He wasnât aiming for Ashley; he came straight to me.
I switched on my light as he came to my side and found . . . Jason.
âDude, what the fuck are you doing here?â I asked with a breathless chuckle.
His eyes widened. âThis wasnât how I had planned this. I think I should just go.â
I wanted to tell him to be quiet when I noticed that Ashleyâs bed was empty. Where was she? She had been in her bed a few minutes ago. This didnât make any sense.
âDonât, just . . . â I stopped him and sighed. Then I started to laugh again. What was I doing?
He stopped, turned around, and walked back to my bed looking scrumptious.
âDo you know how beautiful you are?â I clapped a hand over my mouth after the words had tumbled out. What was wrong with me? I never spoke without thinking.
âCâmon, you know you are. Hey, whereâd Ashley go?â
He chuckled. âIâm in your room and youâre wondering where your roommate is?â
âYes, she has a big mouth and if she finds you here . . . I feel sorry for you if that happens.â
His body shook with his laughter. âWhy? Does she think Iâm beautiful, too?â
âUgh, whatever. How did you even get into my room?â
He shrugged. âIâm a guy with many talents.â
âSo I have heard.â
I looked at his hand, but it wasnât shaking anymore.
âWhatâs been up with you these past three nights? Youâve been . . . different.â
âIâm different?â he asked. âI was just about to ask you the same thing, Minx.â
I gulped, feeling my throat bobbing up and down. The way he said the nickname I had since I was a little girl was doing strange and wonderful things to my body. I let out a small chuckle.
âIâm fine,â I struggled to find the right words. âIâve just been struggling to get in bed before two. Donât know why.â
I glanced at the clock and saw it was five, then glanced back at him.
âTwo,â he asked, his voice taking on a strange tone. I glanced at the clock again. It showed it was two.
That was weird.
I looked back at Jason.
âUhm . . . what are you doing here?â
âIsnât it clear? Iâm here for a booty call.â
I nearly choked on my saliva.
âFrom me?â I asked, aghast.
âYeah.â He frowned, âWhy, whatâs wrong with you?â
âNothing, but why me?â
Something about this didnât feel real.
âJust go with it,â he said as he got into bed with me. He positioned himself on top of me, then lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me.
Was I really doing this when all heâd said was to just go with it? Was I that cheap?
I shrugged inwardly. It was Jason fucking Chase, the hottest guy I had ever set eyes on. Who cared if I was cheap?
His tongue slipped into my mouth, exploring and igniting things in me that I had never felt before. I inhaled his scent, and it sent sparks down to my lady bits.
As if he could read my mind, he slipped his hand into my panties. I knew I should have stopped him, but something inside me held onto the way he made me feel.
I wanted this.
I wanted him.
I wanted Jason Chase.
One moment I was ready to leave and then the next I was literally on top of her.
She wasnât supposed to wake up in her dream, but that just confirmed to me that she was different from any other human woman Iâd ever met. Perhaps it was because she was my mate. Whatever the reason, I didnât know.
Everything I had been contemplatingâmy feelings for her, the plans I hadâall flew out of the window when sheâd looked at me with that bewildered smile on her face.
Did this mean she was into me?
She moaned as my hand slipped over her folds, and I reveled in the fact that I was the one doing this to her. She was driving me crazy with lust. I now knew why Zac enjoyed shifting so much. This way, it felt real, but I couldnât hurt her.
I could feel it build up as she moaned in my ear. Her warm tongue lapped at my earlobe, making goosebumps flush over my skin.
She was waking things up that hadnât been awake inside me for a long time.
I felt my fangs lengthen, and though I didnât want it to happen, I couldnât stop even if my life depended on it.
âI want you so badly.â I whispered in her ear, and then the pain came.
I woke up and found myself in my cabin.
Morgan was far from my bed. Her smell wasnât real.
But the pain, oh the pain was real. What was happening?
I grunted as the pain increased. Hunching over, I clutched my stomach, trying my best not to wake up Belatar, but to no avail.
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