One Funeral
Kat Bastion, Stone Bastion
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No Weddings #2
October 2014
On Sale: September 29, 2014
Featuring: Hannah Martin; Cade Michaelson
ISBN: 0692023798
EAN: 9780692023792
Kindle: B00NBJKPE8
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The Unbreakable Series: Books 1-3 Heartbreaker, Rule Breaker, Lawbreaker, June 2020
Born of Mist and Legend, April 2020
Rule Breaker, November 2016
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The Unbreakable Series: Books 1-3 Heartbreaker, Rule Breaker, Lawbreaker, June 2020
Rule Breaker, November 2016
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Welcome again to Fresh Fiction's Halloween Boo-k Spectacular Costume Party! Some
of your favorite authors are sending their characters to this virtual party in
style. Hannah Martin, the heroine of ONE FUNERAL, has just
arrived. You can't
help but listen in while Cade, Hannah's boyfriend, tries to hold it together
while she teases him outside the party...
The cold October night air did nothing to calm my heating blood as we
stood on the walkway leading up to a stately mansion. My mouth fell open as my
gaze traveled down Hannah’s two very shapely legs.
“Those are…” I swallowed hard. Words escaped me.
“Mary Janes. Platform, stiletto, Mary Janes.” With the twist of her leg,
she turned the shoe on its toe, giving me a profile of the black patent leather
object of sin.
I growled low, stalking her. “They belong in the air above my shoulders.”
“You’re obscene.” She narrowed her eyes, but the corners of her lips
twitched. Her dark eyebrows drew together. “And you’re not in costume.”
My gaze wandered down her scantily clad body. “You’re sexy as fuck.”
She was. White ruffled straps dangled loose off her shoulders. Lace
trimmed a tight corset that propped her breasts up in decadent display. A tiny
baby-blue dress cinched in at her waist, then flared out.
“Don’t need a costume. I’m already your big, bad wolf.” My heart kicked
up a notch as I leaned to the side, eyeing the fluffy underthings beneath that
short skirt. “Are those petticoats?”
Angling her shepherd’s staff between us, she shook her head. “No.
Pantaloons, I think. And you’ve got the wrong fairy tale. That’s Red Riding
Hood. I’m Bo Peep. And no one is going to think you’re the Big Bad Wolf.”
A smirk twisted my lips. “Covert. Only way I operate. All the better to
eat you with.”
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spooktacular orange carpet:
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