By P. N. Elrod
What newly married couple does not dream of a romantic retreat the place they could break out the area for some time ― yet what occurs while supernatural forces intervene on their wedded bliss? 9 of today’s most popular paranormal authors resolution that question during this all-star number of supernatural tales. Can a vampire-hunter take pleasure in her honeymoon after studying that her new hubby is a werewolf? How can newlyweds specialise in their marriage ceremony evening whilst their honeymoon suite is haunted by means of feuding ghosts? And what’s a wizard to do while a ugly monster kidnaps the bride on her manner domestic from the marriage? With loads otherworldly mayhem looking ahead to our newlyweds, will they ever get round to the honeymoon itself? discover in...My large fats Supernatural Honeymoon. Kelley Armstrong Jim Butcher Rachel Caine P.N. Elrod Caitlin Kittredge Marjorie M. Liu Katie MacAlister Lilith Saintcrow Ronda Thompson
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