by Donna Augustine
September 26, 2021
Pages: 270I'm the dying leader of the human resistance. He's the Alpha of the D.C. pack. He's as rough and cold as they come and destined to be my enemy. But he needs me for something only a human can achieve. If I can pull off his mission, he's got something no human can give me: a chance at living beyond the next few months.
When I agreed, I knew I might lose my life, but danger has never scared me. I didn't know I might also lose my heart…
This romance novel can be read alone, but it's set in a common world with book one.
Sassy might be dying but she's bound and determined to continue to be the leader of the human resistance and take out as many vampires as she can before her time is up. Donovan and her sister are leaving the country, and to satisfy her sister, she says she will join them at a later date. Donovan brings in a new Alpha to lead the pack while he and Pen are on an extended vacation, and at first look Sassy figures, he'll do in a pinch to satisfy her lust, but when he walks away from her because she's the sick girl the desire to avoid Cole at all costs seems like a good plan.
As the leader of the resistance, Sassy figures she has nothing to lose, so when Cole and the other members of the pack warn her to stay out of trouble, she continues to pacify them since she won't be alive for long anyways. Cole comes to Sassy with an agreement that she won't be able to pass on, and even though his attraction to her continues to bother him, he knows this is the only way to achieve his goal.
This series of Augustine is a good standalone paranormal romance, but I highly recommend reading book 1 first.
About the Author:
Donna Augustine was an odd child, had a brief moment of conformity in early adulthood and then decided to embrace her craziness as the years rolled by. It's her inner crazy that she credits with coming up with the ideas for her books. One part hypochondriac, a few dashes of paranoia, topped with a sliver of uptight and delivered with a relaxed flair, she kicked the proverbial box down the yellow brick road a couple years ago to embrace her true self.
She can be reached by a carrier pigeon, set free in a south by north direction, where she resides in Neverland with her two Siberian cats. Cats who, by the way, aren't as hypoallergenic as she believed they'd be.
For the conventional minded, and those of you without a pigeon on hand, she can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org. She responds to most emails within three dusk periods.
P.S. For those of you looking for the discarded box, it was sitting beside the road for a while but has since disappeared completely.