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I Am Jade
The Jade Sinclair Series
Book One

Victoria Danes

Genre: urban fantasy/paranormal romance

Date of Publication: December 17th 2017

ISBN: 9781976809347
ASIN: B0784753DJ

Number of pages: 199
Word Count: 52k

Formats available: mobi, epub, pdf

Cover Artist: Donna Gambel

Tagline: No one’s secret is safe…

Book Description:

Misery loves company…and monsters. 

Secrets have always been a touch
away for clairvoyant Jade Sinclair. On a good day, she can read into people’s
souls and uncover buried truths long forgotten. To help find three missing
teens, Jade uses her gift to assist the local PD in locating them, but soon
realizes this is one case she should have turned down because in Misery,
Pennsylvania, the monsters that used to lurk in the shadows have now come out
to play..

For police officer and werewolf,
Adrian Kincaid, life has become a tedious routine. But when he’s called to the
scene of an accident, he finds himself consumed with the urge to save the
unknown female victim. Jade. With seconds ticking by and her life slipping, he
does the one thing he’d sworn to never do, bite her, awakening something dark
and hungry inside her that could threaten not only the investigation, but
everything Jade thought she knew about herself. Can she silence the cravings
inside her and bring the teens home before it’s too late? Or will she become
the kind of monster she’s searching for?


As I walked in,
Celeste had Cross hypnotized against the bathroom wall. He looked to be
enjoying himself until he locked eyes with me.

handsome,” I said walking toward him.

“Who the fuck
are you?” he asked through bared teeth.

Celeste swiftly
knocked out his feet from under him, dropping him to the floor, and I quickly
straddled him so he couldn’t move. His dark eyes widened with surprise. My
strength had a way of catching people off guard.

“Oh, I’ve been
called lots of things,” I answered with a smile as I pulled out my gun. “But
tonight, my tits will be the last pair you see if you don’t talk to me.
Now…let’s play a little game.” I suggested.

The crease
between his brows deepened. “You got the wrong guy, lady. If you want to get
laid you’re going about it all wrong.”

“Tsk. Tsk.” I
clicked my tongue. “Wrong response, lover.”

His fear caused
my skin to tingle. It was a strange yet enjoyable feeling. I wasn’t a sadist,
but tonight I felt all kinds of wrong.

“Boss, you got
this?” Celeste asked from the corner of the room. She never liked this part of
my work.

“I’m good,” I
said. “You can go and tell them to give me ten minutes.”

She nodded and
headed out of the restroom.

Once she was
gone, and I was alone with Cross, I leaned down just above his mouth. “Let’s
play.” I proposed.

“Look, I don’t
know who you are, but I’m telling you, you got the wrong guy.” He squirmed.

don’t think so but nice try.”                                    

“Get the fuck
off me, lady!”

When he
struggled beneath me, I knocked him back down – hard. His breath left in a

Something told
me Carlisle Cross was a lover, not a fighter.

I think he
realized that I was much stronger than he anticipated.

“I don’t think
you want to piss me off. It’s been kind of a rough night,” I said.

“You don’t say,”
he grunted.

“Truth or dare?”
I asked.

I asked again slowly.

“Look, I don’t
know what sick fucking game you’re playing, but I’m not into it.”

“You’re pretty
brave to test me,” I said touching the gun to his cheek.

His heart
pulsated against my palm.

“Truth. Three
girls have gone missing, all in the same week, all last seen with you. Yes?”

He didn’t
answer. I elbowed him in the ribs and he cried out.

“Yes?” I asked

“Yes, yes…” he
admitted quickly.

“Now.” I took
off the safety on the gun. “I dare you to deny knowing where they are.”

His eyes grew
impossibly large. “Wait…wait…” He studied my face and then recognition sparked
in his eyes. “Hey, I know you. You’re the lady from the paper. You’re that 3D
chick. That’s it!” He grinned. “You work with the cops. You can’t shoot me,” he
stated matter-of-fact.

“Oh, can’t I?” I
taunted. “Are you sure?”

He didn’t

He had me
though. I couldn’t shoot him.

I pulled up my
gun and clicked the safety back on.

“You’re right.”
I pouted, putting my gun back in my waistband. “I can’t shoot you. But if you
read the paper, then you know what I am, don’t you?” I smiled through my red

“A freak?” he

“Maybe.” I
laughed dryly. “But a freak that can choose to be predator or prey. Guess which
one I chose to be tonight?” I whispered.

The power I
contained inside me slowly crawled into him like rushing spiders and invaded
his perverted mind like a parasite.

He screamed and
begged me to stop. I knew his head was feeling like it would explode. I let
that ride out before I attacked him with the crippling fear I’ve harbored from
previous kidnapped victims.

When I had
enough fun, I picked his mind for the information I wanted. I saw him chat with
these young ladies online and over the phone. I watched him charm them one by
one and make false promises to each of them, but when I was about to extract
the information I needed, something or someone cast me out.

My head felt
like it had been split open.

Breathless, I
tried to stand as police swarmed the room.

Faust made his
way to me but didn’t dare touch me. He knew better. I didn’t like to be

About the Author:

Victoria Danes was born in
Transylvania, but grew up in the United States. She currently resides in
Pennsylvania with her husband and three children. Books have been her passion
ever since she was a little girl. She loves everything from mysteries and
thrillers, but holds a special place in her heart for historical romance. She
prefers reading and writing to watching television "because our imagination
can be much more entertaining."


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