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    Tigress Book I, Part #2: Love in the Dark: Tigress, #2
    Tigress Book I, Part #2: Love in the Dark: Tigress, #2
    Tigress Book I, Part #2: Love in the Dark: Tigress, #2
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    Tigress Book I, Part #2: Love in the Dark: Tigress, #2

    By Alica Knight and David Adams

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    He found me.

    I don't know how he found me but he did. The Champawat Tiger... a hunter, a killer. A Rakshasa like me, but not like me.

    The story continues and I continue to grow, to discover who I truly am. To learn more about the man I love. I am an Altaican, he a Rewa. This divide conspires to keep us apart. That pain is worse than any wound.

    The dark shadow spreads over me and spills out, tainting everything I love. And the killer, stalking me always, continues his hunt.

    Part I of the Tigress serial.

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    "Tigress" is a Paranormal Romance serial with a hint of spice! Each episode is approximately 10,000 words. The episode guide is as follows:

    Tigress: Book One

    #1 - Passion Begins
    #2 - Love in the Dark
    #3 - Beating Hearts
    #4 - Shadows over Love
    #5 - Eclipse of Ecstasy

    Tigress: Book Two

    #1 - Rapture under Moonlight
    #2 - Souls Aflame
    #3 - Divergent Heart
    #4 - Lover's Vengeance
    #5 - Soulbound Destinies (coming soon!)

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAlica Knight
    Release dateNov 6, 2012
    ISBN9781497775404
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      Tigress Book I, Part #2 - Alica Knight

      Tigress Book I, Part #2: Love in the Dark by Alica Knight

      Copyright Alica Knight

      2012

      Tigress

      Part II: Love in the Dark

      A Paranormal Romance Serial

      with a little hint of spice.

      To thine own self be true.

      - Polonius, Hamlet

      Prologue

      The Jaws of the Beast

      He was a Rakshasa. A were-tiger. A tall, imposing creature with the head of a great cat, bright green eyes and powerful muscles, standing right in the middle of my apartment in the dead of night. His long, thick tail whipped back and forth as he regarded me, sizing me up. Every one of us had a second name, a Rakshasa name. He’d called himself Eclipse, but in my mind he was the serial killer in the news, the Champawat Tiger.

      Eclipse. An eerie coincidence, given my dreams of late.

      I locked gazes with him, his dark green eyes glinting in the poor light of my small apartment. What do you want?

      What I want with the other Rakshasa fledglings I find. Another chuckle, this time with a little more energy, and the Rakshasa took a step forward.

      To kill you.

      With a growl he leapt forward, faster than I thought possible, closing the distance between us in a split second. I saw his right hand go back, more a paw than a human hand, the appendage ending in long, sharp claws, reaching for me.

      The tiny kitchen left me nowhere to move. In a panic, I reached out for the closest thing I had to a weapon, one of the chopping knives resting on the counter.

      Time seemed to slow down. My vision was full of bared teeth and claws that ended in wicked points. There was no way I could escape them.

      It was more correct to say, though, that there was no way Libby could escape them. Libby the Loser was going down. She was Rakshasa dung that hadn’t been digested yet.

      Aurora, though, my Rakshasa side, had other ideas.

      The blade struck the Champawat Tiger right in the centre of his chest. The humble human steel slashed a great gash across his shirt but the skin underneath was unharmed. The metal blade dragged across his chest and bent, snapping off at the hilt. He was unharmed, his charge unimpeded.

      That was just a distraction, though. My left arm swung out wide, blocking the oncoming claw with my forearm. With a roar that boomed from my throat, raw and primal, I halted his charge; the force cracked the tiles under my feet and I swore, for a moment, I could feel the entire building groan with the stress.

      The Champawat Tiger’s face was mere inches away from mine. A strong one, he growled into my face, seeming pleased by this notion. I pushed him back and he snarled, a brief stalemate held. He was cautious now, regarding me warily, but with confidence, as though finding a way to slay me was merely a matter of solving a fairly easy puzzle. "I’m going to enjoy snapping

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