Date Published: December 01, 2023
Daniel – Reared by the master swordsmith who taught me his craft, I've dedicated my life to forging steel. I never thought about the occult, until a foreign man with unimaginable power stops at my home and forge. He takes me to Japan where I study under an ancient swordsmith. Nothing and no one, especially a woman, can tear me away from my craft, or so I think. While visiting New York City in 1927, I meet Shauna, and everything changes.
Shauna – Working the streets with only my abusive pimp Jack to look out for me is no way to live, but I don't have much choice. When a rich weirdo takes me to a ritzy hotel and offers me a way out, I'm not sure what to do. Then he shows up at Jack's juice joint with tall, gorgeous Daniel whose mixed messages make my head spin. Can a vampire swordsmith fall in love with a former pro skirt, or is all his heat only in the forge?
Note: Shauna's Silver Swordsmith is a short vampire romance with a stubborn hero, a resilient heroine, historical settings, some spice, violence, and a HEA.
Right now I’m between customers. I check my makeup in a cracked mirror in the ladies’ room and saunter across the main floor to see who might be lonely. I nearly pee myself when two new guys walk in. One of them is Mr. Kishida. Damn. I never thought I’d see him again.
The guy with him is enough to make a girl’s eyes fall out. If Mr. Kishida is a vampire, then this guy is one of those Greek gods. Usually older guys don’t turn me on unless they’ve got a lot of cold, hard cash, but this one—Whew. I’d do him for free.
He’s tall, though not as tall as Jack, but probably six feet or so. I’m a real good judge of men’s bodies. Hell, by now I’m an expert. His black pinstripe suit fits his broad-shouldered body perfectly. There’s no hiding the curve of muscles in his arms or the strength of his chest. It’s the kind of chest a girl could snuggle against after a long night of sex. He’s ruggedly handsome, and his sleek, ash-colored hair is randomly streaked with silver. Instead of old, he looks sophisticated.
I can’t remember the last time a guy made my heart beat faster. I’m so dead inside, or I thought I was until now.
Well, they’re not here to see me, and I’m not sure if I should just go up and talk to Mr. Kishida. Some guys get sore if you act friendly, even if you’ve seen them before.
As if reading my mind, Mr. Kishida’s gaze shifts to me. He smiles ever-so faintly and nods. I smile back. His gorgeous friend also stares at me, and I feel like I’ve been struck by lightning. Heat floods my whole body, and I resist the urge to fan myself with my hand.
I’m shoved from behind and stagger, nearly twisting my ankle in my high heels. I turn sharply to Jack.
“What’s the matter with you?” He glares at me. “Those two cats are looking for a pussy.”
Well, since Jack’s ordering me to go—
About the Author
Kate Hill is a vegetarian New Englander who loves writing romantic fantasies. When she's not working on her books, Kate enjoys reading, working out, watching horror movies, and researching vampires and Viking history. She runs the Compelling Beasts Blog that is dedicated to antagonists, antiheroes, and paranormal creatures. Kate also writes as Saloni Quinby.