OCTAVIA’S WAR by Tracy Cooper-Posey
Destiny’s Trinities Book 6.0
Vampire Menage Urban Fantasy Romance Novella
This is not Octavia’s war.
In the deserts of northern Mexico, Octavia has been fighting her own sneaky war against the cartels, while ignoring her growing feelings for Ángel, the son of the cartel’s leader.
Ángel Garcia hates his family and the family business with a passion. Until he can find a way out of the life he hides how he feels about anything or anyone.
When Bear Dawson, an American businessman, is executed by Ángel’s crazy brother, Ángel and Octavia are forced to run for their lives into the desert, where they are found by a man called Remmy, who has lived for two hundred years. Remmy tells them of the Grimoré who make Octavia’s war seem puny.
The bonding has begun….
This is the sixth book in Tracy Cooper-Posey’s explosive urban fantasy series that reviewers have called sexy, dramatic and dangerous. Grab your copy today!
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
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EXCERPT FROM OCTAVIA’S WAR
COPYRIGHT © TRACY COOPER-POSEY 2016
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
She swallowed against the foul taste rising in her mouth and made herself study the blood-splattered room carefully. She had always known Severo was unbalanced. He got pleasure out of carving people up with his machete. This carnage, though, put him into a different league.
It actually looked like…. Octavia leaned forward to examine the chest of the man nearest her. It looked like his chest and belly had been ripped out and his insides yanked out by the handful.
Octavia swallowed again and looked away. Sluggishly, she tried to get her mind to work. Survival depended on her figuring out what had happened here and most importantly, why. Severo was clearly a lunatic, but why would he turn on his own family, his own extended brotherhood, in this way? It didn’t make sense.
But then, not much had made sense to Octavia for the last three days. Not since the gun that had been pointing at Bear had fired.
She clamped down on the thought and reconsidered the room.
It wouldn’t do to be caught here. There was no way to explain her presence. Why would Severo’s sometimes-companion and unacknowledged mistress be strolling through the remains of one of his executions?
There was a whisper of sound. She might not have heard it normally, but every sense she had was racked up to the highest setting.
She whirled, bringing up the knife.
A big hand clamped over her mouth, holding in the scream that had emerged.
Black eyes, deep olive skin, shaved head, square chin and high cheeks dark with growth.