Bound by Moonlight
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Authors: Nancy Gideon
Tags: #Romance, #Contemporary, #General, #Paranormal, #Fiction
Praise for award-winning author Nancy Gideon’s
“darkly compelling”
*
paranormal suspense series
CAPTURED BY MOONLIGHT
“These lovers have much to overcome, including their own self-sabotaging character traits. Gideon adds new clues and layers to her world while placing her protagonists in terrible danger, both physically and emotionally. A terrific series that thankfully leaves the opportunity open for future exploration!”
—Romantic Times
*
“Exhilarating adventure . . . and extremely erotic sex.”
—Fresh Fiction
“
Captured by Moonlight
is profoundly moving as emotional challenges endlessly crop up amid the perilous danger.”
—Single Titles
“As good as if not better than its predecessors. . . . Gideon has written the perfect paranormal romances.”
—Romance Junkies
“A deliciously complex novel full of love and devotion, personal angst and paranormal intrigue. I highly recommend it.”
—Night Owl Reviews
CHASED BY MOONLIGHT
“Gideon does a terrific job with her world-building as her characters and readers discover dark and hidden secrets.”
—Romantic Times
“Another dynamic thriller in this series filled with exciting drama and erotic romance. . . . This book will keep your senses alert and the blood pounding.”
—Fresh Fiction
“An outstanding romance overflowing with emotional issues and innovative supernatural elements.”
—Single Titles
“The boiling-hot duo of Max Savoie and Charlotte Caissie returns, and the thrill-ride just keeps getting better. . . . This series is a must read!”
—Bitten by Books
MASKED BY MOONLIGHT
“A paranormal romance series with intriguing characters and zippy action. . . . Gideon masters the tension required to keep her complex and engaging story moving.”
—Publishers Weekly
(starred review)
“Definitely a series to keep an eye on!”
—Romantic Times
“Sizzling . . . dark and compelling!”
—Susan Sizemore,
New York Times
bestselling author
“Vivid, dark, and memorable. . . . I couldn’t put it down.”
—Janet Chapman,
New York Times
bestselling author
“The reader won’t find more excitement anywhere.”
—Fresh Fiction
“Brilliantly spellbinding with fascinating supernatural aspects, heated passions, and unanticipated dangers.”
—Single Titles
“An exceptional read. It will have the reader laughing one minute, crying the next. It’s a compelling story and a tremendous first book in Gideon’s new series.”
—Reader to Reader, NewandUsedBooks.com
“Darkness and danger never seemed more appealing. Gideon’s paranormal world comes alive with dynamic characters and seductive werewolf lore. A must read!”
—
ParaNormal Romance Reviews
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Masked by Moonlight
Chased by Moonlight
Captured by Moonlight
Available from Pocket Books
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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Copyright © 2011 by Nancy Gideon
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Cover design by Min Choi
Cover art by Craig White
Manufactured in the United States of America
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ISBN 978-1-4391-9948-0
ISBN 978-1-4391-9952-7 (ebook)
For my fabulous editor,
Micki Nuding.
Thanks for believing!
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She shifted from one foot to the other and scowled through the grated front window, unable to see anything in the dark, uninviting interior.
It’s not like I don’t have better things to do at the butt crack of dawn.
She checked the luminous dial on her cartoon character wristwatch, a silly gift from her father she couldn’t make herself toss away. It was the only thing from her past she’d hung on to. Everything else belonged to her new incarnation: Kikki Valentine, exotic dancer and reluctant temporary prostitute. Temporary because as soon as she had the money put aside, she’d enroll in a real school for dance and the past few months would just be a bad dream. At least that was the plan. But, lately, things weren’t going in the direction they were supposed to.
Lately, she’d been questioning a lot of things that had seemed like a good idea at the time.
She didn’t mind the life so much. It was hard, but she was tough. You gotta pay your dues, her daddy had always said, and this was a school with some pretty hard knocks. But weird shit was going on lately, the whispers passing from one girl to another. They were
scared, and fear was like an STD. It spread everywhere if unchecked.
Some of the girls were even talking about getting away while they could.
But if she caved now and gave up her dreams, what would she have except more of the same dead end?
She’d always been the rebel, too impatient to wait for chances to come her way. Not the smart one, like her brother. Not the sweet one, like her sister. She was the one who was just a little harder to love, her mama had told her after one of many arguments. The others were praised for their academics and good behavior. That left her the
all-time
fuckup.
From the time she was a toddler, she’d wanted to dance. She wanted to be center stage, a star so bright no one could look away.
Rhythm beat in her blood, motion stirred through her soul. Music seduced her body the way a lover never could. She’d mastered pop-’n’-lock in grade school, was mimicking the steps in
Dirty Dancing, Simply Ballroom, Step Up, Save the Last Dance,
and
Stomp the Yard
as a preteen. At thirteen, she was sneaking into clubs with a fake ID just to dance, until she got caught.
