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MIA’S RETURN by Tracy Cooper-Posey

Destiny’s Trinities Book 2.0

Vampire Menage Urban Fantasy Romance Novella

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Alex has a past he’d rather no one learns about…until Mia returns.

Ten years ago Alexander hungered for Mia Menendez and for a single day they had indulged that passion before tragedy struck. Now Mia is back, but she thinks Alexander died ten years ago, and no man has been able to stir her heart since. The truth could kill her.

Wyatt Whitacker, demon hunter, hates Alexander and all his kind.  But one look at Mia and her pulse-stopping curves and his scarred, angry heart begins to melt and his body to rouse in ways he’s long forgotten.

The bonding has begun…

This book is part of the Destiny’s Trinities series:
1.0:  Beth’s Acceptance
2.0:  Mia’s Return
3.0:  Sera’s Gift
3.5:  The First Trinity (Novellas 1-3)
4.0:  Cora’s Secret
5.0:  Zoe’s Blockade
6.0:  Octavia’s War
6.5:  The Second Trinity (Novellas 4-6)
7.0:  Terra’s Victory
7.5:  Destiny’s Trinities (Series Boxed Set)

A Vampire Ménage Urban Fantasy Romance Novel

{Also see: Romance, Urban Fantasy, Menage Romance, Paranormal Romance, Novels}

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 by Kathy
MIA'S RETURN

Loved this book as much as the first. So filled with action, angst and life. With the return of Mia, Alexander and Wyatt were released from their darkness into the light.
Now Two Trinities to Battle !!!

 by Carol Gielen
Mia's Return

This story is so mystifying and very sexual .it is very descriptive and lots of mystery and danger with some evil, awesome read can't wait to read more.

 by Heather Baxter
Mia's Return

This is the second time I've read this book & it seemed to be better on the second reading for some reason. Wyatt was more prominent this time round, I'd forgotten a few bits about him. I really was happy that I reread this book, for the joining of this trilogy at least. For them to get together & fight off the nasty wee grime that was about to descend.
The build up to the loving between a threesome in the powerful descriptive powers of Tracy is wonderful.
I just loved this book & was sorry when it ended.


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Excerpt

EXCERPT FROM MIA’S RETURN
COPYRIGHT © TRACY COOPER-POSEY 2013
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Reader Advisory:  Contains strong sexual language.

The elevator stopped on the next floor, with more people getting on but by then his animal instinct was crowding him, making the hair on the back of his neck stand up. He was being watched. His heart thundered.

He made no sudden moves. Instead, as people pushed onto the elevator, he turned so his back was to the side wall of the car, giving him an excuse to look at everyone if he brought his head up.

He lifted his head and looked around.

She was standing on the other side of the car, almost completely obscured by the other riders because she was only just over five foot.

Mia. Shamira Menendez of San Diego, California.

His first aching thought was, You’re so fucking beautiful, Mia.

Then reality caught him in the chest. Mia was staring at him because she thought he was dead. She thought he’d died ten years ago, in San Diego.

Now she was watching him with tears in her eyes and all he could think about was his swelling cock and his exploding heart and how much he wanted to take up where he had left off…bend her over the counter, sliding his cock into her pussy and making her scream his name.

“Are you all right, sir?”

He tore his gaze away from Mia. “Excuse me?” he said hoarsely. He looked down at the gray-haired lady next to him.

“Your breathing is all funny,” she said. “Are you claustrophobic?”

Others were looking at him now. Becoming the center of attention was never a good thing for a vampire. Zack had drilled that into him. Seaveth was even more of a sergeant about it now vampires were assimilating into human society. He swallowed. “I’m fine,” he said.

But he wasn’t. He looked at Mia. She was still watching. She knew it was him. There was no way to deny it. No escape. No bluff he could use to fool her. The knowledge gleamed in her eyes.

“Give him room, please,” she said. “Everyone, stand back a bit.” She stepped closer, taking charge.

They all shuffled back and squeezed closer together, clearing eighteen inches. Mia pushed between them and stepped into the space. “Take a deep breath,” she told him, her voice low.

He couldn’t tear his gaze from her face. The tears in her eyes pooled and one fell down her cheek. Just one. But she didn’t wipe it, or show any sign of emotion. Cool, calm, controlled. “We’re nearly there,” she added, speaking for the others in the car, maintaining the illusion of a claustrophobe in full panic mode. She knew as well as he did it was nothing of the sort.

As the doors opened, the others stood back, letting them exit first. She grabbed his lapels and hauled him from the car. He let her, for he stood a foot higher than her and outweighed her by nearly a hundred pounds. But her scent was wreathing his head and making his senses reel. Something with vanilla and…grapefruit? He could feel his incisors trying to descend and his mouth filling with vampire saliva to deaden her flesh so she wouldn’t feel the first piercing of his teeth. His cock was pounding with the agonizing need to slam her up against the marbled walls of the foyer and fuck her senseless.

He was almost hyperventilating with the dilemma.

Her hand rested on his chest. God, he could feel her heat through her hand. He swallowed.

“You’re supposed to be dead,” she whispered. No hello. No attempt to confirm who he was. She was that sure of him despite ten years.


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