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Desert Queen
The spunky angel half breed won over her cranky demon half breed, but for how long? Hoyt not only saved Vivi. He also fell hard for the beautiful girl with the gap in her teeth. Haunting by his past and strange dreams, Hoyt feel he’s unworthy of the love he hungers for and thinks he’s interfering with Vivi’s chance at true love with another man. Choosing to save her by letting her go, Hoyt and his pack plan to return Vivi to the safety of the ranch. Except Vivi isn’t interested in Hoyt’s weird dreams or the chip on his shoulder. She’s not only a girl in love, but the alpha for the all male, all demon half breed pack. Ready to face off with big dogs like Yvette and Fiona, Vivi won’t back down when it comes to her pack. She’s even less likely to give up on Hoyt, but his mind is set. Can Vivi get the cranky statue to give himself a chance at a happy ending? Or will Hoyt actually give up all her sweet loving? If Vivi has her way, and she usually does, the demon half breed won’t have a chance.
170 pages, Paperback
Published November 27, 2012
About the author
Angela Horn
21 books76 followersNote: I publish New Adult romance novels as Bijou Hunter and Christian romantic fantasy as Dakota Shepherd.
I've heard these profiles can be used to mock writers on certain craptactular sites. Better put my best face forward then.
I'm a saint. No really.
I read to the blind, feed the hungry, buy wigs for bald people – you know, real heartwarming shit. I never drink, drive too fast, or fart. I really am a saint.
Try not to be jealous. For some people, like me, sainthood simply comes naturally. It’s not something that can be taught either. Just be happy with yourself, even if you suffer from minor infractions.
Say you’re a public farter. Or you smoked pot that one time because your friend dared you. Or when in a hurry, you speed a little too much and occasionally run over cats. Or maybe for fun, you’ve been known to steal old ladies’ walkers then run away laughing. Embrace your flaws. After all, no one can be perfect like me.
Oh, and along with my saintly works, I write books. Urban fantasy, open roads fantasy, zombie fantasy (as compared to realistic zombie), and young adult fantasy. See the common denominator there?
Of course you do, you public farting, pot smoking, cat killing, old lady tormenting sons of bitches!
Find me at the following:
Indie Angie
Where Zombies Come To Read
BBA Whisperer
La La in Indieland
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Amazon Author Page
I've heard these profiles can be used to mock writers on certain craptactular sites. Better put my best face forward then.
I'm a saint. No really.
I read to the blind, feed the hungry, buy wigs for bald people – you know, real heartwarming shit. I never drink, drive too fast, or fart. I really am a saint.
Try not to be jealous. For some people, like me, sainthood simply comes naturally. It’s not something that can be taught either. Just be happy with yourself, even if you suffer from minor infractions.
Say you’re a public farter. Or you smoked pot that one time because your friend dared you. Or when in a hurry, you speed a little too much and occasionally run over cats. Or maybe for fun, you’ve been known to steal old ladies’ walkers then run away laughing. Embrace your flaws. After all, no one can be perfect like me.
Oh, and along with my saintly works, I write books. Urban fantasy, open roads fantasy, zombie fantasy (as compared to realistic zombie), and young adult fantasy. See the common denominator there?
Of course you do, you public farting, pot smoking, cat killing, old lady tormenting sons of bitches!
Find me at the following:
Indie Angie
Where Zombies Come To Read
BBA Whisperer
La La in Indieland
Amazon Author Page
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