Publisher's Synopsis
"Joy." He calls out to me. I can feel the way he craves my attention to be drawn on him. So I do exactly the opposite and turn away.
"Joy!" He speaks again this time with much more authority it shook the walls of the room. I stop dead in my tracks and wait for him to speak.
"Turn around love and come back over to me."
Out of defiance again I keep walking hoping to get further but that didn't last long as he speeds right in front of me.
Slowly looking up his body I analyze the long, jagged spikes protruding out his back. I look down at his arm which is such a deep navy color that it almost looks black along with his slender fingers that have pointy, white claws that he gently wrapped around my throat.
I rolled my eyes at his antics sighing soflty. His almost 8 foot frame looks down on me smiling with his just as razor sharp teeth.
