Snow Fire

By Nan Comargue

Stella's sexy adopted step-cousin Callum comes back with strange new behaviors after his trip to his birthplace in Romania, making her wonder if she ever knew him at all.

Trapped in a snowstorm up on a secluded mountain, Stella's family vacation turns into an eerie rendezvous with her adopted cousin Callum, whose sexy and mysterious edge has started to take on a dark undertone ever since he returned from Romania. So when two strangers show up at the remote cabin, she starts to suspect that it's more than a coincidence that the men speak Romanian and are unusually interested in her cousin.

When the generator breaks down, Stella is forced to share a bed with Callum and their simmering sexual attraction bursts into hot flames. But can Stella find out what Callum's hiding before the storm lets up? Or will their hunger for each other end up as only a memory of a night shared in a snowbound cabin?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Totally Bound Publishing
• Release date: Feb 28, 2014
• ISBN: 9781781849675

Nan Comargue

Nan Comargue is a romance and erotic romance writer who has been reading romance novels all her life. She prefers sexy confident heroes who win over slightly introverted heroines (read: nerdish types) but she writes about everything from angel-warriors to cowboy ménage. Nan blogs about her writing journey and other interesting topics (zombies!) here but lately she tweets more than she blogs (and sometimes more than she writes). Nan is Canadian, eh?

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A Totally Bound Publication

Snow Fire

ISBN # 978-1-78184-967-5

©Copyright Nan Comargue 2014

Cover Art by Posh Gosh ©Copyright January 2014

Edited by Sarah Smeaton

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Published in 2014 by Totally Bound Publishing, Newland House, The Point, Weaver Road, Lincoln, LN6 3QN

Warning:

This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers. This story has a heat rating of Totally Burning and a Sexometer of 2.

This story contains 50 pages, additionally there is also a free excerpt at the end of the book containing 10 pages.

SNOW FIRE

Nan Comargue

Stella’s sexy adopted step-cousin Callum comes back with strange new behaviors after his trip to his birthplace in Romania, making her wonder if she ever knew him at all.

Trapped in a snowstorm up on a secluded mountain, Stella’s family vacation turns into an eerie rendezvous with her adopted cousin Callum, whose sexy and mysterious edge has started to take on a dark undertone ever since he returned from Romania. So when two strangers show up at the remote cabin, she starts to suspect that it’s more than a coincidence that the men speak Romanian and are unusually interested in her cousin.

When the generator breaks down, Stella is forced to share a bed with Callum and their simmering sexual attraction bursts into hot flames. But can Stella find out what Callum’s hiding before the storm lets up? Or will their hunger for each other end up as only a memory of a night shared in a snowbound cabin?

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Chapter One

There’s someone in the house.

Stella turned from the frost-covered window, already irritated. Storms made her edgy.

What are you trying to do, scare me?

She stared at her step-cousin, her hands crossed over the hideous sweater her aunt had knitted for her twelve years ago and still expected her to wear every year during the holidays. She hated the sweater but she loved her aunt.

Callum brushed the snow out of his blond hair. There are tracks going all around the cabin. Two sets.

Stella hesitated. The word ‘tracks’ made her think of wild animals. Were there any wild animals up on the mountain at this time of year, or were they all hibernating? She shook her dark hair back from her face. Why couldn’t he have just said ‘footprints’?

Maybe someone forgot their key, she suggested.

Callum still stood by the front door, dripping melted snow onto the mat. With his parka on, he looked poised for escape. Not without her, Stella thought. It was bad enough trapped up on the mountain for a whole weekend, but spending that time alone—she couldn’t even imagine it.

Although, the way Callum acted nowadays, she wasn’t quite sure which would be more dangerous—the storm or him.

And that someone went all around the house peering into windows? Callum asked. Instead of knocking on the front door like a normal person?

Stella grimaced. Since when are our family members normal people?

Callum looked up at her through his damp hair. Wet with the moisture from outdoors, his locks were a dull champagne color, unlike its usual gold. The entire Driscoll family was dark, like her.

They’re not my family, he reminded her gently, as if she were a child. They’re your family, Star. Mine only by accident.

These statements were too familiar. Stella turned back to the foggy window, her lips tightening. Ever since he had made that trip to his homeland last year, he’d been intent on distancing himself from his adoptive family. Her family. It shouldn’t have hurt as much as it did.

Accidental or not, she said without looking at him, I think they’re trying to get in here.

With the snow coming down in blinding swirls, it was easy to get lost on the main roads, much less up here on the privately owned mountain trails. In this weather, even making it the fifty or so feet from the car to the house could be an ordeal.

Not them, Callum said, his deep voice going even lower for a moment. "It."

Stella shuddered as he threw open the door and stamped back out. It wasn’t the cold wind whistling through the opening that made her shiver. It was what Callum had just said.

Whatever it was, it was out there. Making tracks. Stalking them.

Not for the first time that morning, she wished that she was back in the city where the only animals she feared were of the human variety.

It was a winter tradition that happened at the beginning of each December—a holiday weekend up in the snowy mountains.