She had no expectations - Hexed Hearts by Becca Vincenza

Everything changed on her 21st birthday. A curse casted by witches centuries ago set things in motion, things she could have never imagined. A past that Colette has no clue about has come back to steal her away.

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Published: April 2015

Colette had known all her life that she was half human and half werewolf. She had no expectations of a life filled with love and adventure.

Everything changed on her 21st birthday. A curse casted by witches centuries ago set things in motion, things she could have never imagined. A past that Colette has no clue about has come back to steal her away.

When Hunter, her destined but very unexpected mate, arrives, she is at a complete loss. She must learn to forget an old love and how to make room for a new love.

The curse is being recast and Colette must stop it in order to save the wolves, all the while finding who she really is.

EXCERPT

Hunter tight black pants. I could see the contours of his strong, thick thighs. My eyes trailed up he was wearing the gray shirt that I had stolen from him when he left.

Hunter leaned against his motorcycle. He held bulky black helmet with an open face. When I looked up at his eyes, I saw the smile there.

“No. No way,” I stuttered and backed away from him. While my tone was light, a touch of fear and excitement rushed through me.

“Yes,” Hunter moved quickly and stood in front of me in the matter of seconds.

“This is pay back, isn’t it?”

“I thought all girls had a motorcycle fetish? Hoping for that bad boy with a bike,” Hunter said with a half-smile. He was enjoying this entirely too much.

“No, most girls are stupid and don’t realize those things are death traps. And I shudder to think how many bugs will meet their untimely demise in my mouth!”

Hunter raised his eyebrows at me and held the helmet hovering over my head.

“You’re part wolf and you’re with me. I’m your mate. I’d never do anything that would put you in danger.”

“Fine,” I grumbled. “Still doesn’t solve the bug problem.”

Hunter placed the bulky helmet on my head and moved to snap the clasp beneath my chin. I lifted my head up for him. When I looked into his eyes, I saw the contentment in them. His beard was trimmed. For me? How nice.  I watched as the lines in his face soften as he worked.

“If you keep looking at me like that I’ll never finish.”

His eyes flickered up to mine and a blush stole across my cheeks. I was paying too much attention to his lips and I forgot everything else. It felt silly, seeing how much time I’d spent with him, but butterflies took flight in my stomach. My nerves felt like they were on fire.

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“Are you ready?” I asked with all the excitement in the world. I felt like a kid again. There could be no cares if one but had some candy at a carnival! Hunter smiled at me. He brought his hand up to my face. His thumb pressed under my bottom lip, pulling it free from my teeth, parting them slightly.

“Always,” he leaned across the table to place a sweet kiss against my lips.

My breath was short as he pulled away, a look of bliss on his face. It took us a moment to redirect our attention back to the sweet treat. Hunter pulled a piece off and I watched him fight with the candy as it began to stick to his fingers. He looked mildly frustrated as it refused to separate. I reached over and tugged it free for him, pulling my fingers back to lick off the residue. I peeked up at Hunter through my lashes, and blushed at his tentative gaze. He shook his head and popped the candy into his mouth. His featured grew pinched as dissolved across his tongue.

“You don’t like it?” I asked.

“It’s because you gave me the girly one.” He bobbed forward and took a bite out of my blue one. I tried to pull it away, taking his cue and keeping things light.

Brat!

He laughed, as I watched the blue started to crystallize where he had licked. I glared at him but the pinched looked stayed on his face.

“I am not a fan of cotton candy.”

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“That is what you are going to wear?” I asked eyeing Griffin’s light blue t-shirt and dark washed jeans. He looked down at himself then looked at me.

“Why? What’s wrong with it?” he asked.

I narrowed my eyes. I crossed my arms and pressed my lips together. My nose scrunched a little. I looked down. I thought I was the epitome of a stealth mission we were going on. There was a lot of digging in my drawers and closet, but I finally found my black yoga pants and long sleeve shirt. Sure, the shirt was just a pinch too small. It rode up sometimes and the sleeves stopped just before my wrist. Unfortunately, it also stretched over my chest snugly. I saw Griffin take a couple peeks. Sometimes even he was a pig. I was seconds from slapping him. I grabbed the combat boots that I had owned for years and slipped them on.

“You don’t understand covert mission do you?” I muttered as I pulled on my last boot. I looked over at Griffin and he held in his laughter.

“Ass.”

“I heard that.”

“You were meant to,” I said with a smug smile.

Griffin clapped his hands together and I looked over at him. He had a huge smile on his face, the smile I had seen many times in our youth. I was glad for Griff, Liam and Nick. They knew how my childhood wasn’t a happy one so they made sure our childhood was full of adventures. Many of those adventures were not sanctioned by Keith, Isaac, or Rose. Most of the time, they were our secret, though as I got older I began to doubt Isaac hadn’t noticed our antics.

Griffin had the same look on his face as he used to when we would sneak out as children. I held in my own laugh now. It was nice to see the Griffin that I had grown up with, the one that kept me sane for years.

“Alright sir, let’s do this.”

Most of the bedrooms were on the second story of the house. Griffin could make the jump easily enough. I had more strength than a human but I didn’t trust myself not to break or at the very least strain something. I waited for him to go first and Griffin stood outside my window.

“Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!” Griffin yell-whispered up to me. I rolled my eyes as I climbed out my window. I was going backwards and I could feel his eyes on my backside. I turned and stuck my tongue out at him.

“Why my prince I didn’t realize you were such a gracious ass.”

“Well when I see one, I see one.”

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About the author:

Becca Vincenza lives in wonderful Michigan. She has a love for Skittles, rainbows, Star Wars, and reading about hot men. When she's not wearing her author hat, she's working to pay off her student loans for her recently acquired English degree. 

She recently released the first book in her Rebirth Series and is set to release the second book before the beginning of summer.

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