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EYES OF THE LEOPARD 3: CAT ON A HOT NY ROOF Available now from Changeling Press The New York night is hot and things are only going to get hotter when Nadia Turgenev confronts her husband Mikhail. His desire for revenge against Nadia's brothers is putting a strain on their relationship and Nadia has had enough. She challenges Mikhail to prove that his love and desire for her is stronger than the past. Mikhail is not a man to back down from a challenge. He's more than willing to show Nadia how much he loves her, wants her. Right there on a hot New York roof…

Reviews:

"I liked Nadia and Misha as a couple. Their love for each other is clear in both their actions and words. And speaking of action, this short story packed in some sizzling hot love scenes. You will definitely want your own special person nearby after you've read them." - Kirra Pierce, Just Erotic Romance Reviews

"Cat on a Hot New York Roof is a sensual and intense story from start to finish. This book explores the power of emotions and why it is so hard to let go of the past. Ms. Jordan does a good job of helping the reader to understand where Mikhail is coming from, and why it is truly so hard for him to let go of his past. Mikhail is a man hardened from his past experiences and it is truly a test for him to let go of those feelings in order to concentrate on his newfound happiness. Cat on a Hot New York Roof is a satisfying continuation of Mikhail and Nadia’s story, while at the same time, alluding to some of the future problems facing the demon leopards. Though you really should read the first two books before jumping into the third story, Ms. Jordan gives enough background information on the past stories to allow any reader new to the series to understand and enjoy this story." - Sarah, Fallen Angels Reviews

"This is one hot read! I enjoyed the complexity of Nadia and Mikhail's relationship and look forward to the next installment." - 4 Wands, Melissa, Enchanted Ramblings

"Eyes of the Leopard 3: Cat on a Hot New York Roof by Isabella Jordan is more of what I have come to expect from this talented author; a feast for the senses. Mikhail is still tormented and brooding in such a way that I cannot help but want to wrap him up and cuddle him. Nadia has regained her independence and confidence and it is so easy to slip into her mind as the reader. The love scenes will leave you panting, heated and decidedly edgy in a sensually magnificent way. Ms. Jordan gives the reader further glimpses into what these people endure because of the curse of their blood as she builds the tension and delivers delicious satisfaction. Another powerfully entrancing read from Ms. Jordan to join those already on my bedside table. This series is definitely one of my all time favorites and quickly developing into an addiction." - 4 Stars, Keeley Skillman, eCataromance

Excerpt:

Nadia had barely recovered from what she took as Mikhail's silent agreement that he would give up his desire for revenge against her brothers, when he took hold of her. Mikhail was hot, powerful and undeniably sexy as his hands gripped her waist, forcibly holding her against the hard ridge of his arousal. His lips possessed hers with a sensual force that had her thighs trembling.

Mikhail was done talking now. Nadia had asked him to make her believe that he loved her as much as he claimed to and by God, he was. Mikhail's fingers tangled in her hair, holding her in place for his masterful kiss. He pressed her lips open with his and ecstasy coursed through her veins like a river in flood. Intense pleasure burst open in the pit of her stomach, spreading through her body in captivating waves of bliss.

God, Mikhail knew how to kiss.

Angling his head for a deeper taste, his tongue met with hers and his hands began to explore her body with an urgency that left her breathless. Mikhail's rough fingers slid beneath her blouse, easily yanking down the cups of her bra to pull at the aching, hard tips of her breasts.

Somehow reason crept into her passion fogged mind, an awareness of where they were and what they were about to do.

"Misha!" Nadia swatted at his hands, pulled them out of her blouse. "We're on the roof of the hotel where anyone could see us."

"Most of the buildings around us are not so tall." Avoiding her half-hearted attempts to stop him, Mikhail plucked at the buttons of her blouse. "The people in the buildings tall enough could possibly see us, but won't. They will be watching the fireworks."

Once he had her blouse open, Mikhail hooked the right strap of her bra with a finger and pulled it down to expose her breast. Diving for her nipple with his mouth, he laved the sensitive peak with his tongue until her pussy convulsed in frustrated need and Nadia cried out his name.

It was all Nadia could do to remain on her feet as she focused on each touch, each sensual delight his hands and mouth bestowed. Mikhail cupped the full mound of her breast with his large hand while his mouth suckled her, pulling deep and destroying her sanity. He meant to drive her crazy, she realized, with his teasing mouth, pleasuring one nipple, the fingers of his other hand playing with the other peak.

"But what if someone sees?" Nadia wondered where she found the breath to speak, much less think.

"Then they can enjoy our fireworks." Mikhail spoke around her nipple, his breath a hot blast against her skin.

Nadia hung onto him, her fingers clutched in the silky waves of his hair as his lips moved to her other breast and the storm of sensation she was caught up in continued. Distant as Mikhail had been out of their bed in the past few weeks, he'd been anything but distant in it. But as extraordinary a lover as Mikhail was, tonight under the darkening New York sky, on the roof of their hotel of all places, he captured Nadia's senses with a wild passion unlike anything she'd ever known.