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Praise for the writing of MaryJanice Davidson

In a recent review I wrote "laughs are great but they can only take you so far" and this book drives that

point home. Though the humor hooked me in, it was the combination of bold sensuality, the fun-filled plot

that kept me on my toes, the bit of painful family angst (a step-mother who steals your designer shoes

and a father who wants you to stay dead, can it get worse than that?) and the characters who leapt off

the page that made this book an exceptional read. If you desperately need a laugh and enjoy vampires

who gleefully misbehave, grab yourself a copy of Undead and Unwed.

-- Laurie Shallah, All About Romance

Undead and Unemployed is the hilarious second book in the Undead series by Ms. Davidson. Betsy is

just as irreverent as she was in Undead and Unwed and she's still determined to give Sinclair the cold

shoulder. This is one of the funniest, most satisfying series to come along lately. If you're fans of Sookie

Stackhouse and Anita Blake, don't miss BetsyTaylor . She rocks. An excellent read!

-- Lory Martin, The Best Reviews

Undead and Unwed and Undead and Unemployed are available from Berkely Sensations.

Fans of Ms. Davidson will like the wit displayed in The Royal Treatment, and especially how she ties in

a connection with modern-day personalities. The characters are wonderful, especially the young prince

and princesses. Their individuality is great, and threads this story together nicely. For a pleasurable read,

be sure to pick up your copy of The Royal Treatment.

-- Robin Taylor, In The Library Reviews

MaryJanice Davidson has a wicked sense of humor and it is showcased in this collection [Under Cover]

of three novellas that had me snickering, giggling and laughing out loud throughout the whole entire book.

-- Kathy Boswell, The Best Reviews

The Royal Treatment and Under Cover are available from Brava.

BEGGARMAN, THIEF

MaryJanice Davidson

www.loose-id.com

Warning

This e-book contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language and may be considered offensive to

some readers. Loose Id e-books are for sale to adults ONLY, as defined by the laws of the country in

which you made your purchase. Please store your files wisely, where they cannot be accessed by

under-aged readers.

* * * * *

This book is rated:

Contains explicit sexual content and graphic language.

Beggarman, Thief

MaryJanice Davidson

This e-book is a work of fiction. While reference might be made to actual historical events or existing

locations, the names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or

are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments,

events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Published by

Loose Id LLC

1802 N Carson Street, Suite 212-29

Carson CityNV89701-1215

www.loose-id.com

e-book may be reproduced or shared in any form, including, but not limited to printing, photocopying,

faxing, or emailing without prior written permission from Loose Id LLC.

ISBN 1-59632-012-5

Available in Adobe PDF, HTML, MobiPocket, and MS Reader

Printed in theUnited States of America

Editor: Raven McKnight

Cover Artist:Sahara Kelly

Dedication

For Karen, who reads everything I ask without complaint…in fact, she does a credible job of feigning

interest.

This little story, which has been lurking in the bottom of my heart for several years, would not have been

possible without the formation ofLooseId. And so I thank the entire lizard gang, not only for giving me a

chance to write about a mutant and a cyborg, but for giving voice to many other authors who might

otherwise not have been heard. Thank you..

Prologue

Spring, 2072

Minneapolis,Minnesota

Mitchell Hunter stood at his window and looked out at the city. His city. He owned one third of it. He

owned the very hotel he was living in. Top floor. The penthouse.

All his.

He took another swallow of his drink. The sixty-year-old cognac went down like liquid silk. He pulled

on the cuff of his shirt. It had been hand-tailored inLondon . He paced and then sat down on the bed.

The sheets were Egyptian cotton, over six thousand dollars per king-sized set, and were laundered

inFrance .

He had taken to tucking thousand-dollar bills into the cups of panhandlers. When the nearby church

solicited funds to replace their old stained-glass windows, he gave them a check so large the reverend

had to sit down. When one of his employees came to him to resign so she could care for her family while

her husband found work inAlaska , he gave her five years’ severance. She had to sit down, too.

He’d given a ridiculous amount of money to the Independent Party candidate for the presidential

election, more out of idle curiosity than anything else. Would the lady win? She had, but it hadn’t

mattered.

Nothing mattered. He had more money than he could spend in five lifetimes, and it didn’t mean a

damned thing.

He could see his reflection in the glass, a dark shadow. He looked perfectly normal, which was, of

course, a lie. He was as far from normal as you could get. He wasn’t even really a man.

Take away the plastic and the metal, and what’s left? One third of me. Is that a man?

No more than the metal and glass building he owned made a whole city.

He swallowed the last of the cognac, and crushed the cup--it had been carved out of a single piece of

Venutian rock--in one hand. He watched the powder drift to the carpet, and thought again about jumping

out the window. He was thirty stories up, but he was afraid it wouldn’t kill him. And what would They

do? Would They replace all of him with metal and plastic? Then what?

He’d volunteered the first time, because he thought he knew what he was getting into. Now he really did

know. And it wasn’t worth it, being stronger and faster and smarter than just about everyone on the

planet. It wasn’t worth it, because he was alone. There was no one else like him.

He was afraid to die. And he couldn’t bear to go on living.

Chapter One

“Say! Is this where Mitchell Hunter lives?”

“Lady, you can’t--”

“Because I just wanted to thank him for saving our church.”

“Lady--” The petite, gorgeous redhead had walked right up to Harry Gould, barely coming up to his

jaw. He’d been on the job a week--night security for HuntCorp--and so far it had been cake. Shooing

away reporters--seemed like they all wanted a piece of the boss. Nightly patrols. Escorting the

occasional bar drunk back to his (or her) room.

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