The male New Species had really long, silky black hair and it shone from being washed and brushed. He didn’t move, wouldn’t wake, and hours had passed into days. She gripped the cold metal railing that would prevent him rolling out of the clinic bed but it wasn’t needed.

Her patient wasn’t improving but he wasn’t growing worse either. Her gaze flicked over the monitor readings and helplessness settled in. It was why she’d left the hospital to become a member of the NSO medical staff. It wasn’t something a textbook could teach but experience and loss had burned that lesson deep into her soul. It was part of the job and it came with the territory to understand that some battles couldn’t be won. She’d sat next to them and held their hands as death hovered to take them away after their last breaths. Allison Baker knew what it was like to lose patients. Thanks to Kele Moon-the best friend and critique partner a person could have.Īnd thanks to Ditter-for your adoring worship of all things Species.ĭr. Laurann-you inspire me constantly with your love and friendship. 880 has chosen a new name-Obsidian-the personification of dark and dangerous. Hatred flares when he discovers she’s human, but Mercile stole everything from him so he decides it’s fair to take her in return.īut things quickly change and he wants her at his side and in his bed. He lies silent and still, listening and evaluating each arousing touch, fighting his body’s reaction. She just has to kidnap him and crawl into bed with him to make it work.Ĩ80 wakes in a different world with a small female who’s been sleeping beside him, caressing him and wrapping her sweet body around his, teasing his senses. Alli will break every rule and put her life in danger by tempting 880 to wake, using only her feminine scent and touch. She has tried everything and there’s only one option left.

Allison Baker is obsessed with saving the comatose New Species male.

Obsidian by laurann dohner