Pride & Predator

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A predator with a link to an ancient bloodline, is unintentionally set free. Will the pride of one man be enough to save her?

Engineered by a madman, Eve has spent her entire life in a cage, forced to endure a life of unspeakable torture and taught to kill without question.  A chance meeting with a fierce Therion warrior offers her a taste of freedom…but with freedom there comes a price.  Eve is the only one of her kind, an ancient Predatori Therion, with an insatiable thirst.  On the verge of losing control, she finds herself at the mercy of the one beast with the power to destroy her, and the one man who's flesh and heart she craves more than blood…

When Bastian Gregor, fierce captain of the Alpha's Guard, permits a beautiful young woman to escape a facility where horrific crimes against his own Therion people are being committed, he unknowingly releases an ancient predator into an unsuspecting world.  Now, racked by guilt, ashamed of his failure, he believes she is everything he despises—an uncontrollable beast with a thirst for blood, and vows to hunt Eve and make her pay the ultimate price for her crimes.

But Eve is not the monster he thinks she is.  She provokes in him a hunger like no other and challenges his long-placed beliefs in what is right and what is wrong.  One taste, and now his beast craves more than her body…he hungers for her heart.  But can he push aside his stubborn pride and offer the sacrifice needed to save the only woman he has ever loved from a threat more ancient, more dangerous, than either of them has ever known?   

 When the hunter becomes the hunted, love bites, and even the heart craves the hunger… 

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About the author

Diane Zhivago

Writing is my addiction. It’s my go-to escape when the world isn’t playing nice...but even when it is, I find myself lured into the magical spell woven by my own imagination. My Grandmother used to tell me to always look for the faeries... if you never look you will never get the chance to actually see one--much like never having the opportunity to win the lottery if you never buy a ticket--so I looked and looked, even now, after the rain mostly, I can’t help but look and you know what? The faeries are sneaky little bastards that are really good at hiding! But when I was a child, all that looking for something magical to appear, sparked something in my imagination and if I didn’t see one in the daylight, for certain one came to me at night in my dreams. And so I wrote about them. Pages and pages of scribbles mostly that my mother would diligently read after a long day at work... by the time hormones kicked in the stories became laced with innocent romance... the subject of my imagination became the cute guy at school or the bassist of my favorite band, the characters were my friends and instead of my mother reading the pages us girls would huddle together somewhere and I would read chapter upon chapter to their eager ears, filling them with my daydreams. At some point my imagination grasped hold of the idea of shifters--people who could turn into animals--and that opened up a whole new world for my imagination and my writing. Hours were spent taking Snoopy for a walk in the woods behind my Aunt’s house in Charlottetown where I would weave stories about a prince trapped as a sweet mannered dog. In time, the dog became a wolf and... well, you can see where it goes from there. I guess the point of all this rambling is to say that I write because I simply can’t help myself and so if even one person reads what I’ve written and finds enjoyment in it then it’s worth it... and if not, well, it’s still worth it! I do hope you like my page though and please, feel free to share with anyone, even other authors that you know, I would love to connect with more souls who have been set free by this addiction.