Midnight Craving:Midnight Vice, Book 1

By: Lolita Lopez
When the craving takes hold, the only thing to do is ride it out…



Midnight Vice, Book 1

Patrolling Houston’s gritty supernatural underbelly has its perks. For Isla Alvarez, it’s working

alongside nephilim SWAT Officer Jace Lane. Ruggedly handsome and possessed of mad skills, Jace

embodies everything she’s ever wanted.

Unfortunately, the demonic blood pumping through her veins keeps them separated, since relationships

between human descendants of archangels and demons aren’t actively encouraged. Staying away from him,

though, is impossible after she winds up on the receiving end of a nasty sexual-compulsion curse, courtesy

of a sadistic vampiress. Suddenly Isla is overwhelmed with a life-threatening lust only Jace can sate.

Jace’s principles were once strong enough to resist his longing for the alluring Isla, but in the face of

her desperate craving, his desire breaks free—leaving him wondering if she’s not the only one affected by

the spell. He’d be more than happy to satisfy Isla’s increasing need for sexual release, if they weren’t in a

race against time to reverse the curse before it turns deadly.

For Isla, it’s not just her life she’s worried about losing. It’s her heart.





Chapter One


Pumping bass beats vibrated through Isla’s body. With every swish of her hips, the loose waves of her

black hair whipped wildly against her bare shoulders. The hot pink fabric of her slightly slutty mini-dress

clung to her sweat-slicked skin. Curious hands from down below touched her calves, some daring to slide

beneath the hem of her dress to caress her thigh. The dancers on either side moved closer and sandwiched

her between their bodies. A stiff cock pressed up against her ass, another bumped her navel. Two sets of

big warm hands gripped her waist. Lips danced across her shoulder. Fangs tickled her neck. Shivers shook

her belly.

Reveling in the absolute debauchery of the moment, Isla struggled to maintain her concentration. She

wasn’t gyrating atop this bar for her own amusement but to provide recon. A team waited outside to bust

the illegal prostitution and feeding ring being run by the vampire duchess Renata. Isla’s elevated position

provided a perfect view of the pulsing crowd and the movements of various supernatural VIPs. Outside the

club, Cassandra, a psychic member of Houston’s Midnight Vice Squad, channeled Isla’s thoughts, keeping

the team apprized of vital information and Isla of all developments.

And things were about to get hairy.

Cassandra’s voice filtered through Isla’s mind. “Entry in ten, nine, eight…”

Isla’s eyes snapped to the back of the club where Renata held court, the sexiest of her young male

vamps draped around her shoulders and sitting at her feet. At the first sign of the team’s entry, Renata

would likely flee. Isla needed to keep an eye on her to prevent her escape. Just the thought of a chase made

Isla’s pulse sprint and awakened her night-stalker instincts. An excited smile curved her lips at the thought

of capturing Renata and settling an old family score.

A series of loud explosions rocked the club as the team breached the various entrance points. Mass

chaos ensued. Lights went out and the music squelched over the sound system. Frantic club goers screamed

and knocked into each other as they rushed toward the closest exits. Isla’s dancing companions leapt from

the bar, leaving her high and dry without even so much as a second glance. So much for chivalry…

The demonic blood coursing through Isla’s veins granted her certain talents including night vision. She

focused on the rear of the club and caught a flash of movement as Renata raced toward a hallway. Not far

away, the SWAT team hurried after them, Jace leading the charge, gun drawn and at the ready. An amber

glint reflected in his righteous eyes, the archangel blood pounding in his veins awakened by the chase. Jace

was separated from his team by Renata’s drones. He cast one look at his embattled teammates and rushed

after Renata alone.

“Mierda!” Isla’s heart stuttered. As the senior member of the SWAT team, Jace had mad skills Isla

could only dream of mastering but Renata wasn’t to be trifled with—that Isla knew only too well. Without

hesitation, Isla honed in on Jace’s familiar aural energy and jumped. In the blink of an eye, her body

skipped through time and space. She landed just a few footfalls behind him and tottered on her heels.

Recovering quickly, Isla raced after them. Jace glanced over his shoulder. Their gazes clicked and she

could have sworn she caught a flash of relief and then annoyance. He flicked his focus forward before Isla

could be sure. She frowned but kept moving forward. She’d ask him about that later.

The hallway darkened and hooked a sudden left. Isla reached out for Jace’s shoulder, wanting to stop

him, but he moved too fast. He swung around the corner, boots sliding just a bit. Isla heard his sharp intake

of breath and sped into action. She slid around the corner and spotted Renata and Jace engaged in hand-to-

hand combat.

Renata’s normally gorgeous face had melted to reveal the hideous bat-like beast beneath. Fangs bared,

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