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Ra's Hunger RA'S CHOSEN-RA'S HUNGER
ISBN:  978-1-41993-409-4

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“We meet again.”

She spun around to find Ray giving her a closed-mouth smile. He looked even better than she’d remembered. He wore jeans and a t-shirt again, but this time the jeans were black and the shirt a dark gray. The same gold armbands circled his large biceps. She looked close enough at them to see the Eye of Ra was depicted in the center of each one. With Ray’s accent, and what was on the armbands, she wouldn’t be surprised to find out he was Egyptian. His black hair, tanned skin and brown eyes said it was a possibility that was his nationality.

Keeping to her attendant mode, she said, “Welcome back to the art museum.”

He took a step closer. “I didn’t come here to see the museum. I came to see you.”

“Well, you’ve done that. You saw me. Now you can go on your way.”

Ray got that confused look on his face again as he’d worn when she’d turned him down the first time. “I meant more than seeing you with just my eyes. I’ve done nothing but think about you since we met.”

Oh god. Shanda should have found that last part a clichéd pickup line, but it had the opposite effect. It made her heart speed up and her body warm all over. “Ah…I told you I’m not interested in going out on a date with you.”

“I’m not willing to accept that. We would be good together. You just need to give us a chance.”

Before she could answer him, Shanda was shoved from behind and right into Ray. Considering how low on her back the hands were when she’d been pushed, it wasn’t too hard to guess it had been one of the kids from the tour.

Ray wrapped his arms around her and held her close against him. She went to thank him, but his mouth descended on hers before she managed to get a word out. His lips moved over hers, his tongue sweeping along the seam as he sought entrance. Her mind filling with images of how he’d kissed her in her dream, Shanda opened her mouth despite her intentions to keep him away. Her pussy clenched, wetness pooling, as she found herself swept away on a wave of arousal.

Hearing a gasp from somewhere behind her, she suddenly remembered where she was. Shanda pushed at Ray’s chest, but he didn’t so much as budge, or release her lips. Desperate to get away before the wrong people saw their embrace, she bit down on his lower lip hard enough to break the skin. It had the desired effect, and Ray released her with a strangled moan.

Shanda gasped for breath as a sensation of being zapped by a small amount of electricity shot through her. She licked her lips, tasted blood, and felt it again. Looking at Ray, she found his gaze locked on her mouth.

“Ms. Moser!”

She closed her eyes. The annoyance in her boss’s voice was all too clear. Shanda opened her eyes and turned in his direction. “Mr. Thompson, I can expl—”

He didn’t let her finish. His face a mask of outrage, he said, “Not in front of the patrons. In my office. Now.” He spun and walked away.

“Crap,” she muttered. “There goes my job.”

“Shanda,” Ray said. “I didn’t think. I apologize.”

She turned on him. “You’ve done enough damage for one day. Leave. Now I have to go and see if I can save my job. Do me a favor. Don’t be here once I come back from having my boss rake me over the coals.”

Walking away, she went to Mr. Thompson’s office without a backward glance at Ray. Once inside, she shut the door behind her. Her boss glared at her from where he sat behind his desk.

“Ms. Moser, you know that kind of behavior will not be tolerated at this museum. I expected better from you.”

“It wasn’t exactly what it looked like.”

“So you weren’t kissing a man?”

“Yes, but I didn’t intentionally start out to do it. One of the kids from the tour shoved me into him.”

“And your reaction was to put on a public display?”

“No. I apologize and promise nothing like that will ever happen again.”

“It won’t. I’ll give you one last chance. But as of now, you are suspended for three days without pay. There is no need for you to finish your shift.”

Gritting her teeth, Shanda nodded, then walked out of Mr. Thompson’s office. What more could she say? She had kissed Ray back. But three days without pay was going to hurt, especially with the bills she’d been generating lately.

Catching the knowing smirk of one of the brats from the school group, Shanda ignored him and headed for the break room to fetch her purse. At least she didn’t have to deal with him for the rest of the time he’d be at the museum.

* * * * *

Ra cursed himself in ancient Egyptian. He’d made a mess of things. He was supposed to be trying to win Shanda over, not piss her off so she didn’t want anything to do with him. And causing her to lose her job would definitely piss her off.

He needed help. At the rate he was going, he’d never get any further with Shanda. And the best person he knew for the job was his son, Takan. Just recently mated, Takan had had to convince his mate, Falon, to accept him as well. At the time, Falon hadn’t been one of his Chosen, but she’d been hunting undead for years. When she’d first met Takan and saw he’d had fangs, she’d stabbed him with her sword. At least Ra didn’t have to worry about Shanda stabbing him.

Telepathically, Ra called to his son. Takan, I have need of you.

Takan quickly responded. What’s wrong? Do you need the others as well?

No, just you. It’s a personal matter.

How so?

Ra breathed an exasperated sigh. I’ll explain when you get here. I’m outside the Phoenix Art Museum. Just hurry up and get here. It’s a timely matter.

Not until you tell me what this is all about.

Instead of telling Takan, which would have taken time he didn’t want to waste, Ra sent mental images of what he’d been going through with Shanda directly to his son’s mind. Takan’s laughter filled his head.

Oh, man. You screwed up, Takan said once he got himself back under control. We’re on our way and will see what we can do to bail your ass out. /font>




Reviews


4 Blue Ribbons:  Ancient god Ra might be fluent in hieroglyphics but finds he is completely clueless about how to woo a modern girl. This last book in the series is free from the demonic threat that was a major part of the plot in the earlier books. But it certainly wasn’t lacking in action. Ra’s inept attempts to get Shanda to go out with him are hilarious. This was a fast romp and a great finale to a hugely enjoyable series.--Claudette, Romance Junkies Reviews


5 Stars Top Pick:  I just finished reading "Ra's Hunger". Wow, just when I thought Marisa's books couldn't get any better, I am finding out that with each one I read, they continually get better and better. I was blown away by this awesome quickie. Just a few obstacles make for a fun and enjoyable read.--Angibabi4, Night Owl Reviews


4 Siren Stones:  Ra’s Hunger is part of a series of books by Marisa Chenery. In this story we get to find out what happens to Ra when he finds his mate. If you have been waiting to find out what kind of woman Ra ends up with then you won’t want to miss his tale. They share some erotic love making that will have you wishing Ra could mate a couple times.--Stacey Krug, Siren Book Reviews


4.5 Cherries:  I enjoyed Ra from the previous books in this series but he really endeared himself to me in this book. We get to see more of his personality and what makes him unique. I loved seeing him try to win over Shanda only to be knocked down a peg or two. There may not be as much of the intensity that was in the warrior’s books because Ra does not have to deal with the demons and such but this book is full of emotion. The depth of Ra as a person was a wonderful read. This story was a nice ending to the series. After seeing all the Chosen get their mates it was nice to see Ra get his happy ever after. I am happy and sad to have finished this book as well as the series of Ra’s Chosen. I loved every single book and found Ra’s Hunger to be a wonderful and sweet ending to the series.--Mistletoe, Whipped Cream
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