Part of Series
Quinn What started out as a normal investigation wasn't supposed to end with me falling in love. I can't, I shouldn't, but I have. Now I need to work out what I'm going to do about it. The man I've fallen for is a wanted man. Not wanted by the law, or even by my demon clan. But he is wanted, and whoever they are will stop at nothing to get him back. Kai. When someone offers you something, there is always a catch. No one gives money to test a vaccine. I needed the money, but I don't need what the vaccine has done to me. It has turned me into a monster in a world I didn't know existed. I need Quinn's help to survive this. I need his friendship to stay sane. I need his love to stay human.
Author
Charlotte Brice started writing at the age of thirteen when her handwriting looked like a drunken spider tried to navigate its way across the page. Practicing her handwriting got a lot more interesting when her gran gave her two Rawhide books, and her imagination took over. Charlotte is left-handed and can lick her own nose. She lives in England with her husband, and many animals, four of them human. Attack chickens, confused dragons and moving rocks make up the majority of the menagerie. We can't expect much better from someone who studied fruit flies during her animal science degree and then qualified as a vet. She remembers those days fondly, when putting her arm up a cow's bottom, and socks on emus' heads was her kind of normality. Now her head is filled with tentacles and schizophrenic phoenixes.
