Anyway, before she was removed to the safety of waiting authorities, she left me details of Reluctant Revenge....seriously this is one of my personal favourites!!
Reluctant Revenge by Xandra James
Nash was bound to her completely – by a blood connection and a deep desire. An Enforcer for the Supranormal community, he was obligated to protect the sexy assignment from those who coveted her future Angelic abilities, but can he forgive the woman whose family had devastated his world?
Sienna, upon the realization she'd been betrayed by her family for keeping her birthright a secret,seeks solace in the arms of her surly and reluctant protector; a demon hybrid with a secret of his own. Can she come to terms with her destiny after discovering that she could be as dangerous as those Nash was protecting her from?
She was going to die and then have to lie in the morgue with a hole in her head wearing a dress that looked better on the hanger.
The second shot of the evening rang out and Sienna closed her eyes. She waited for the moment that her body was ripped apart by hot metal. A moment or two later, when pain wasn’t forthcoming, she opened one eye and looked down at herself. No blood. Opening the other eye she sighed. Had she had a reprieve?
Another gunshot sounded behind her, jolting her from her thoughts and making her bring her hands up to her ears as she unceremoniously hit the deck, knees first. Where was it coming from? There was slight movement from one of the doorways a short distance down from where she was half sprawled. Sienna blinked, trying her best both to stay inconspicuous and to actually see what was going on, but the other shooter stayed hidden in the shadowed doorway.
The man who had been chasing her dropped to the ground and shimmied the few feet across the dirty alley, right at her. The moment he’d caught sight of her, a frenzied smile spread across his chubby face. Frantic, Sienna searched for an escape route, still wary of the other potential threat possibly shooting at her from behind. Unfortunately for her, she wasn’t quick enough to get away. The man grabbed her wrist, twisting her towards him. His eyes were rife with emotion; anger and fear battled for supremacy.
“No, leave me alone, you pervert!” He had a strong hold on her, but she still punched and kicked out at him. “Help me, somebody. Please!” her voice echoed around the taller buildings.
“Quiet, bitch.” He pushed her hard against the dumpster and knocked the wind out of her, some of the fight ebbed away as her back throbbed. Sienna began to cough in earnest.
“Throw the gun down, or I kill her right now.” She blinked as she finally saw the second man, only now stepping out of the doorway across the way. Moonlight reflected off his weapon as Sienna took in the large, still faceless, shape.
She took her chance as her captor trained his gun on the mystery man, squirming out of her attacker’s grasp and onto her feet. An arm snaked around her neck, holding her against him though before there was a chance to take flight. He squeezed and she felt her eyes bulge.
Sienna could just make out that the other man walked towards them then, his gait slow and calm. She could see him better and wow, he was good looking. Hands were up in a gesture of surrender but his gun was still there in his right hand. He looked extremely dangerous. A fizzle of awareness tried to flutter in her chest but the fingers tightened a little more around her throat and the world started to shift.
Sienna wheezed, the restriction too much. This was going to be a slow and agonizing death, she just knew it. And what had she done to deserve it? Looking up at the sexy man standing just feet in front of her now, she could at least concede that her final look at this earthly plane would be at something of beauty. She just hoped in that last crucial moment she didn’t drool.
“Let’s put our cards on the table here, mate. You’re not going to kill her – she’s too important to your boss. You weren’t expecting anyone else to be here tonight though were you? So why don’t you just go back to your employer and tell him it didn’t quite go as planned. You walk away, no harm, no foul.”
Oh dear Lord but his voice was sexy, velvety even. Fabulous, she was this close to being popped and she was fawning over a guy with a gun. No wonder she was single and had men run out on her on dates.
“I won’t tell you again, Demon, drop the gun or I drop her. And don’t go trying anything. I’m immune to your Magick.”
Huh? The idiot was as confused as she was.
“Only my friends call me a Demon to my face and get away with it. Just.” In any other circumstances, Sienna would have called a time-out on this conversation and asked what the hell was happening. Right now, she was pretty sure that her mind was playing tricks from the lack of oxygen. It had to be. The alternative was that they were talking about Demons and Magick and that would be just stupid. Either way, the good looking man in front of her looked ready to rip this guy’s head off. She managed a glance up to the man who was still holding her in a death grip.
Beads of sweat appeared on her attackers’ forehead. Sienna wondered how much longer she could last before she lost consciousness. A minute? Seconds? Her options had all but run out but there was one last thing she could try.
Her concentration centred, she jammed her foot into where she thought his instep would be and hit the jackpot. His grip loosened as he pulled his foot away from her and she took in as big a breath as she could. He turned his head to snarl at her, his gun now pointing directly at her temple. There was nothing she could do to prevent it. A shot fired and she gasped as her windpipe was no longer being squeezed but her feet weren’t on solid ground anymore.
Sienna attempted to brace herself as she hurtled towards the ground face first but large hands grasped her waist before impact. She was lifted away from her sweaty attacker as he fell with a thump in a tangle of limbs.
Half dragged, half carried down the alley that only minutes before she had fled into, Sienna’s brain struggled to keep up. Its oxygen starved state couldn’t even figure out if she’d actually been shot when the gun had fired. There was no time for thinking though as she was bundled into a Jeep.
Sienna glanced back at the body they’d left lying motionless on the ground. She swallowed in an attempt not to throw up.
“Who are you?”
He turned to look at her as he went to close the car door. A smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes hovered around his full lips. She licked her suddenly parched ones.
“Me? I’m the one that just saved that pretty little ass of yours.”
If you come by tomorrow I may introduce you to Luka, Xandra's hero from Shadow Justice....but only if you are really good!
Until then, Remember: Submissions doesn't make you weak, it takes a strong soul to hand over control to another person.