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Blood Lines 3: Crimson's Rose

Publisher · Loose Id
Release Date · April 2006
eBook ISBN · 1-59632-209-8
Genre · Vampire paranormal
Length · Novel

Roses are red... blood red.

Lang hungers for power. He wants a Conduit and thinks he's found one in Crimson Daly. He hires mercenary vampire Rojo Rose to quietly bring her in. But when Rojo meets her, and she kisses him, bites his lip and shoves him away, Rojo realizes bringing her to Lang might be his most difficult assignment ever. She intrigues him more than anyone else... until he finds out Lang wants to use her in the way Rojo fears the most.

Crimson dreams of roses, blood and killing, not a good thing when the vampire you're in lust with's last name is Rose. They can't stay away from each other. Their passion explodes everyplace they go. Then Crimson is betrayed, and Rojo must face his darkest fear to become her Rose and save her life.

Blood Lines 3: Crimson's Rose

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2006 Sensual Reviewers' Choice Award Nominee

5 Stars and O Rating! "Mechele Armstrong has written another masterful story, erotic page in and page out, with a storyline that holds its own."
—Stacey Landers, Just Erotic Romance Reviews

5.5 Magical Wands! "I'm aware that I'm going to start sounding like a rabid fan-chick, but man! can Ms. Armstrong write. Hot characters, fast storyline, and a wonderful central romance all combine to make this a great story."
—TeeBee, Enchanted Ramblings

4 Cups! "Their sexual encounters were loving and explosive, with just enough passion to peak the libidos of any reader. I enjoyed this book and recommend it to anyone interested in this genre."
—Kathy, Coffee Time Romance

5 Flags! "Extreme sensuality is evident from the very beginning but the author doesn't forget to include an interesting plot and great characters. Crimson's Rose will entice readers into buying the first and second books of the series Blood Lines..."
—Lydia, Euro-Reviews

"Again in this book Ms. Armstrong brings her balance of humor, heat, sexual tension, suspense and compassion to the characters and makes you cheer for them even as you are not sure what side they are on."
—Jo, Joyfully Reviewed

FAR Recommended ReadFAR Recommended Read! "Mechele Armstrong has done a fantastic job of bringing this story and its rich, in-depth characters to life to the point that you don't want the book to end. Sensuality and passion radiate throughout this entire book, drawing you in and never letting go. Crimson's Rose is definitely a book you will want to add to your keeper file."
—Tammy, Fallen Angel Reviews

4 ½ Stars! "Mechele Armstrong weaves a story that will capture the reader on the first page."
—Candy, Sensual Ecataromance

4 Hearts! "Crimson's Rose by Mechele Armstrong is red hot! Rojo, Spanish for red and Crimson steam up the hot house when they make love amongst the roses. Rojo was stunned to realize he was in love. Despite the fact that everyone she'd ever loved or trusted had betrayed her, Crimson had let herself fall in love with Rojo. Their characters are well developed and endearing. I was longing for everything to work out for them."
—Karen H, The Romance Studio

4 Tattoos! "Once again Ms. Armstrong has started off another great story with an attention getting bang, the opening drama draws you in until the fabulous story wrap itself around you in a wonderfully woven tapestry of ever changing scenes. [...] Crimson's Rose is an excellent third book in the Bloodlines series and I hope Ms. Armstrong continues on with more books in this series in the future."
—Megan, Erotic-Escapades


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Copyright © 2006 Mechele Armstrong

Rojo sighed. "Crimson, I am a vampire. Like you."

Her body shook. "Funny, how you didn't mention that at first."

"You didn't mention you were one, either." She opened her car door, and he moved to block her from getting in.

"I didn't know you were one." She tried to slide around him. "Why would I mention it? I thought you were human."

"A simple mind reach would have told you what I was."

"I wasn't looking. I.was distracted."

"And what distracted you?" He wedged his body so she couldn't get in her car. Her arousal had hit him full bore when she'd run into him. It had been all he could do not to take her on the grocery shelves. That would have definitely necessitated a cleanup on aisle nine.

Her eyes narrowed to slits. "You already know. You." She waved a hand. "All deep-voiced and buff and "we match." You could smell me. I know a vampire's nose. And you probably plucked at my mind long before I realized you were."

"I couldn't get in." Her mind wasn't strong. He could have gotten in had he wanted. She would have known, of course, and known what he was sooner. So why hadn't he? He didn't know, only that it seemed wrong somehow to invade her like that. It had been stupid of him. She'd be Lang's soon, and Lang would invade her every way he could.

"Good thing for me. Is this your territory? Is that it? I invaded it or some shit. Now you want to kill me. Don't bother. I'll take off."

He snorted. "I don't want to kill you. Kiss you maybe."

Her eyes widened at his admission. Not what she'd been expecting. Good. He'd keep her off balance. Now if he could find his own balance. And then, she did something he never would have expected from her.

With a growl, Crimson smacked his shoulder open-handed. Then, she pulled his head down for a kiss.

As her lips met his, Rojo's head swam. Her mouth opened under his, warm, wet, inviting. He made a noise, deep and low in his throat, bringing her closer to him. He turned them so she was against the car, pinioning her with his body. His tongue explored, tasted. Cinnamon. Maybe some vanilla. And it was good. Her mouth opened more under his. A sound came out like a whimper. Each time he had control of the kiss, she slanted her mouth, so he couldn't dominate the embrace.

Her hands came up, wrapping around him, stroking his back, then slid around to his chest. The shove was with her full strength. He stumbled backwards.

Her voice came out with breathy squeaky sounds. "Stay away from me."

She slid in the front seat, slamming her car door. The engine purred, as she jerked it into gear and took off.

He licked his lips. This was going to be a hell of an assignment.

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