Every touch has its price
Layla Shaw is trying to pick up the pieces of her shattered lifeâno easy task for a seventeen-year-old whoâs pretty sure things canât get worse. Her impossibly gorgeous best friend, Zayne, is forever off-limits thanks to the mysterious powers of her soul-stealing kiss. The Warden clan that has always protected her is suddenly keeping dangerous secrets. And she can barely think about Roth, the wickedly hot demon prince who understood her in ways no one else could.
But sometimes rock bottom is only the beginning. Because suddenly Laylaâs powers begin to evolve, and sheâs offered a tantalizing taste of what has always been forbidden. Then, when she least expects it, Roth returns, bringing news that could change her world forever. Sheâs finally getting what she always wanted, but with hell literally breaking loose and the body count adding up, the price may be higher than Layla is willing to payâ¦.
Praise for Jennifer L. Armentroutâs White Hot Kiss
âWith this first title in her new Dark Elements series, powerhouse author Armentrout delivers another action-packed, believably narrated ride⦠Intense, well plotted, and very readable, this title should fly into the hands of every paranormal reader out there.â
âBooklist
âThe narrative sizzles with as much tension as romance⦠Totally entertaining.â
âKirkus Reviews
âWell-paced and peppered with intriguing details that allow both Romeo-and-Juliet swoons and a zombie apocalypse to have their turns.â
âPublishers Weekly
âA must read for fans ofâ¦Armentroutâs and for those wanting an exciting book that leaves you wanting more.â
âSan Francisco Book Review (5 stars)
âArmentroutâ¦pairs a fast-moving plot with a colorful cast and a strong-willed heroine. Fans and newbies alike will definitely love this.â
âRT Book Reviews
CHAPTER ONE
Ten seconds after Mrs. Cleo moseyed on into biology class, flipped on the projector and turned off the lights, Bambi decided she was no longer comfortable where she was currently curled around my waist.
Sliding along my stomach, the very active demonic snake tattoo was not a fan of sitting still for any length of time, especially not during a boring lecture on the food chain. I stiffened, resisting the urge to giggle like a hyena as she cruised up between my breasts and rested her diamond-shaped head on my shoulder.
Five more seconds passed while Stacey stared at me, her brows raised. I forced a tight smile, knowing Bambi wasnât done yet. Nope. Her tongue flicked out, tickling the side of my neck.
I clamped my hand over my mouth, stifling a giggle as I squirmed in my seat.
âAre you on drugs?â Stacey asked in a low voice as she brushed thick bangs out of her dark eyes. âOr is my left boob hanging out and saying hello to the world? Because as my best friend, youâre obligated to tell me.â
Even though I knew her boob was in her shirt, or at least I hoped so since her V-neck sweater was pretty low cut, my gaze dipped as I lowered my hand. âYour boob is fine. Iâm just...antsy.â
She wrinkled her nose at me before returning her attention to the front of the classroom. Drawing in a deep breath, I prayed that Bambi would remain where she was for the rest of the class. With her on my skin, it was like having a mad case of the tics. Twitching every five seconds wasnât going to help my popularity, or lack thereof. Luckily, with the much cooler weather and Thanksgiving fast approaching, I could get away with wearing turtlenecks and long sleeves, which hid Bambi from sight.
Well, as long as she didnât decide to crawl up on my face. Something she liked to do whenever Zayne was around. He was an absolutely gorgeous Wardenâa member of the race of creatures who could look human at will, but whose true form was what humans called gargoyles. Wardens were tasked with protecting mankind, hunting what went bump in the night...and during the day. Iâd grown up with Zayne and had nursed one heck of a puppy-dog crush on him for years.
Bambi shifted, her tail tickling the side of my stomach.