Title: Friction (Frenzy, #4)
Author: Casey L. Bond
Genre: YA Paranormal
Cover Designer: Cover Me Darling
Model: Daniel Wells
Cover Photography: Cassy Roop of Pink Ink Designs
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A cure has been found for both the Infection and Vampirism, and Porschia Grant must take this news out of the colony. Between her friends volunteering to go with her and a well-planned route, the first journey should be easy. But when they make it to Mountainside, things are strange. The people are frightened of female night-walkers and won’t say why.
When the excursion takes a wrong turn, Porschia’s friends make a decision that will impact the rest of their lives. They expect to save Porschia from the evil contained in The Manor; they don’t expect to have to save her from herself.
When everything goes wrong, who will be left to pick up the pieces and save Ford from a threat no one could have seen coming?
What will happen when they risk everything to save one?
As far as Saul, I had smelled his scent for the last few days but assumed Porschia was the one with the charitable heart. It should come as no surprise that a sense of relief washed over me. “She’s been helping him lately?”
Porschia nodded. “She said he wants to start a new life somewhere else, maybe in Mountainside.”
It made sense. He wasn’t welcome here, and living like a hermit in the woods didn’t seem to be Saul’s cup of tea. Porschia was all he wanted, Blackwater be damned, and I couldn’t help but wonder if he was using this as an excuse to get into her good graces again. If he got close enough to her along the journey... “You can’t blame the guy.”
“You want to help him?” she asked, one brow quirked.
“No, but if getting him to Mountainside gets him out of my hair, I’m good with that.” Not to mention that it would get him away from Porschia. I’d just have to withstand him for this leg of the journey. If puppy stayed behind like a good dog and just followed along after us, it might not be so aggravating.
“She could have asked first,” Porschia fumed, pacing back and forth.
“She could have,” I agreed with her, smiling. Watching her get all worked up was hot.
“She shouldn’t have been sneaking around behind our backs.”
“Or behind yours. You’re her sister,” I said, grinning wider.
“Why are you... You’re enjoying this!” She tackled me to the ground before I knew she’d even moved. Porsch was that fast and that strong.
I chuckled as she straddled me and then realized she was straddling me. Her body was warm and perfect and... “Kitten, if you wanted me for breakfast, all you had to do was ask.” I made my voice gravelly, the way she liked it.
Award-winning author Casey L. Bond resides in Milton, West Virginia with her husband and their two beautiful daughters. When she’s not busy being a domestic goddess and chasing her baby girls, she loves to write young adult and new adult fiction. You can find more information about Bond’s books via the following links:
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