Playing the Witches Game Synopsis
Even a good witch knows how to play dirty....
Pleiades witch Jennifer Marcos is certain that the host of Extreme Survivor is her soulmate. All she has to do is find a fake boyfriend, get on the show, and voila! She'll have her destiny. Unfortunately, she has to rely on ex-Russian spy Nikolai Jovec's six-foot-something of gorgeous, infuriating hotness. To make matters worse, the electric attraction between Jen and Nikolai is hotter than ever. But the only way Nikolai can protect Jen is by hiding the identity of her true Destined...him.
“If you need a break, then let me look at your feet,” Nikolai said. “I’m sure we can find some way to bandage them, or you can make a poultice or something.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll live, apparently.”
Concern wrinkles creased his forehead. “I don’t want you having any sort of long-term damage.”
“Now you’re worried about the long-term?” Hours of frustration crested.
“We’re not doing this right now,” he warned.
“Yes. We are. I’m hot. I’m filthy. And I’m tired of these frigging insects.” She [Jen] batted at the flying irritations around her head. “My feet feel like megablisters that someone poured alcohol on. And I’m wearing an outfit that not only makes my style sense cringe, but it’s rubbing me raw. This is the best time to discuss our future because right now, I need certainty on something.”
Nikolai’s gaze darted meaningfully toward Shannon and the camera. He wanted to put distance between them using the camera. She needed to close that distance at a sprint or she might just lose him and any chance at a life together.
He threw her a fake smile, his camera smile. Cold trailed down her spine.
He asked, “Feeling a little neglected, are you, Angel? It has been far too long since we...I agree.”
Red hazed her vision. She gritted her teeth and stepped close to him. “You know what, Mr. Commitment-phobe, at the end of this show I will find someone else for that. Someone who doesn’t run like a little girl with his hands waving in the air screaming like a three-year old whenever I mention the future.”
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Zoe Forward Bio
Zoe Forward is a hopeless romantic who can’t decide between paranormal and contemporary romance. So, she writes both. In addition to being a mom to one rambunctious kindergartener and wife to a conservation ecologist who plans to save all the big cats on the planet, she’s a small animal veterinarian caring for all the small furries, although there is the occasional hermit crab.
When she’s not typing at her laptop she’s tying on a karate belt for her son or cleaning up the newest pet mess from the menagerie that occupies her house. She’s madly in love with her globe trotting husband of ten years and happiest when he returns to their home base in North Carolina.