Preternatural: An Erotic Paranormal Romance Collection (3 Book Bundle)
interior she had made during her scouting forays, she was positive she was on the right track. She had seen occasional movement in the house throughout the day and from what she could tell, there were probably no more than two or three people in the entire mansion.
    There had been no lights on or movement of any kind for an hour prior to her entry.  As she walked through the hallways, her night vision lenses had shown her two forms, apparently both asleep in one bedroom, with a third person sleeping alone in another room. Her instincts were right; they had all gone to bed.
    Within the space of a few minutes, Yuan had found the door to the master bedroom.  Placing her ear to the door, she listened for the slightest sound that could come from the room, not hearing even as much as a human breath. She silently oiled the door’s hinges and gently eased the door open, taking great care not to make a sound.
    Glancing inside, she saw no evidence that there was anyone in the room. Noiselessly, she walked into the bedroom, but got no more than a few steps in when a glint of reflected light caught her eye. There, on a side table beside the bed, the silver chest she was here to steal, glimmered, reflecting a patch of moonlight from a tiny window, much to her surprise.
    Yuan’s lip curled sarcastically at the sight. Surely Li would not keep such a highly prized object out in the open.  But right there before her eyes, it sure was, and this completely baffled her. What manner of fool was this man?  Was he so sure of himself that he thought no one would be able to steal this treasure? She moved over to the small table, and then began to meticulously check for any sort of security.
    There were no wires, no alarms, and no electronics of any sort that she could find attached to the object of her journey. Shaking her head over the owner’s complete disregard for the safety of his possessions, Yuan reached out for her prize, located only inches away.
    Just as her fingertips touched the tiny silver chest, a low, quiet, canine growl sound came from directly behind her. As Yuan whirled to face the source of the sound, she was slammed into the side table by the large, powerful body of a 200 pound Mastiff. Yuan’s head struck the edge of the table under the fierce weight of the huge dog which pushed her with such great force, and then, everything went black…

Stealing Her Future: An Erotic Paranormal Romance, Chapter 3
    When Yuan regained consciousness, she was surrounded by pitch darkness. Her head was throbbing so badly, it was even in time with her heart. Her limbs were bound in handcuffs, and she was clearly lying down on something… she wasn’t sure exactly what, but thankfully it was soft.
    “Achoo! Achoo!” Yuan sneezed, just then realizing that she had caught a cold from her overly, friendly businessman on the airplane a few days back. As if being caught and bound wasn’t enough to ruin her day, now she was sick too.
    She began weighing her options. She realized she was not in the best shape for a fight given how totally ill she was but she decided she would make up her mind about what chances she stood of escaping after she must have evaluated her captor(s). Her effort to free herself of the chord with which she was tied was futile, she was well bound. So she gave in and lay back to rest. She needed all the rest she could get especially as she was yet anticipating what this man, Shan Li would do with her.
    Yuan could hear a door open, “So, you are awake, are you little bird?” a male voice addressed her from somewhere near the opening of the door.
    A light flickered on, and for a moment Yuan was blinded. When her eyes adjusted to the now torch-lit room, she could see a magnificent example of manhood standing in the doorway, his arms crossed as he contemplated her. He was powerfully built, yet shorter, like her, and ruggedly handsome. He watched her in a way that reminded her uncomfortably of a wild animal sizing up his next

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