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Shifting Hearts Dating App...where goddess power meets technology in the quest for love.
At least that's what Rafe Matheson is trying for when his sister and part owner of Shifting Hearts Dating Agency approaches him about creating an app that will take them into the next level of the dating stratosphere. There's just one catch. It has to be ready for Valentine's Day launch. Holy jingle bells!
Annoyed with her daughter's annual trip to the Underworld, Demi decides to crash Hades' party at the Elysian Club, but she finds out she's not as immune to the hot, writhing bodies as she thought. Especially one body in particular...
Nick is a polar bear shifter on Hades' indentured payroll. When he catches sight of a sexy goddess in the throng of festive nightclub goers, he knows this won't be a holiday party he'll soon forget.
Favorite Excerpt
A
parade of leather clad partygoers danced through the center of the room. At the
tag end of the proceedings was none other than her Persephone. Rigged from head
to toe in a tight, cranberry red leather bra and form fitting, midnight black
leather pants that blended into magnificently high boots, she wielded a long
single tailed whip at the unfortunate man in front of her.
The
music paused long enough for Demi to hear the whip connect with the man's flesh
and his agonized wail. He wore a barely decent leather mini brief and a fine
crimson line appeared on his back.
“What
do we say, Hades? I don't think I heard you right?” Persephone arched one
finely shaped eyebrow and frowned.
“Yes,
Mistress. I'm sorry, Mistress. My actions were inappropriate and I deserve any
punishment my Mistress deems to give me.” Hades lowered his head to the ground
and kissed the toe of her boot.
“I
thought so. Tomorrow is another day, but tonight you wear my collar.” She bent
down and fastened a black leather studded collar around the King of the
Underworld's neck. Securing a leash to the silver hoop on the collar, she gave
it a firm tug.
Hades
groaned, his delight in his Mistress’ handling obvious to all who watched.
Persephone
reached down and placed a kiss on top of her husband’s head.
“And
you’ll keep wearing it until I say otherwise. Now, crawl. I want to see you
grovel under my feet while I sit on the throne.”
“Well,
I'll be damned.” Demi stared.
