Monday, December 16, 2013

With her Comes the Night

Small excerpt

He watched her eyes turn a color deeper than blood and he could see the impression of her fangs pressing against her upper lip waiting to descend. Her hand came to her mouth trying to cover what she knew he was seeing. Her eyes met his, as he saw her struggle. He understood she couldn’t control their descent any longer.
“It’s at moments like this that I despise what I am. If you went running from me now, I couldn’t blame you. But I swear I’ll never hurt you.”
He touched her face, she was still beautiful and he believed nothing could sway his feelings for her.
“Do you see me running? No babe, not me, you saved my life and now it’s time for payback baby. I’ve never wanted any woman as I want you.”
He bent his head to hers and touched her lips kissing her letting his tongue find what he knew she feared. He didn’t move her from him as he let his tongue trace the small eye teeth which were now sharp and larger than before.
God damn it she had fangs, shit, and they seemed sharp. He slowly broke away from her and she immediately turned her face from him. He needed to see what she had told him, what she was so afraid to show him. So he took his large hand and put it under her chin lifting her face up to his and her crimson eyes, with their large black pupils now stared at him. She had pools of tears in them, breaking his heart. He saw her lush lips just barely covering her eye teeth which now were small sharp fangs and he couldn’t explain the rush of desire which washed over him.
 Christ, she was a vampire. In his fifteen years on the NYPD he’d thought he’d seen it all including sights which may not have been meant for the human eye to see. He felt like the guy who had been abducted by aliens and sexually assaulted, no one believed him, except others who’d had the same experience. This was no doubt real, she was real, and he didn’t give a fuck what she was, he wanted her now more than ever.  

With her comes the Night
Rath Williams is a New York City Police Department Detective, one of New York’s finest warriors. His job is his life and unfortunately it’s left him little else. One night, he comes face to face with mortality, but he beats death.
Out of the dark, out of the night, a beautiful stranger appears saving the fallen police officer’s life. A brutal attack left him and his partner for dead. If not for her, he would have died, should have died.
Melinda Taylor is a vampire. Her bite and exchange of blood saved the handsome police officer. In the process, she fell in love with him, but never figured on acting on her emotions.
Being the warrior always, once back on the job he sets out to find what had killed his partner and nearly took his life. He’d been searching for five years when he she walks out of the shadows and into his life, changing it forever. He never figured on love. He’ll learn that what he thought of as reality wasn’t even close to the truth. 

This is my personal favorite...........this can be a series..........

With her comes the centered around a female vampire. She's not some horrible monster but a very old species. Her kind and others like her walk amont us every day, some humans can detect there is something different about them and others haven't a clue. We don't smell them, especially the shape shifters, their scents are strong and they've learned to cover them over well.

Sometimes we have trouble waking in the morning, some of us blackout from drinking too much and some sleep walk?I could go on and on telling you the moments we lose or do we?

Enter a world......and it's just the tip of the iceberg......they're out there among us and With her comes the Night introduces you to another world. One that was thought of as lost and forgotten.

Thank you...........

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Andrea release 12/13/2013 Bonds of Love

Bonds of Love.......coming from Secret Cravings Publishers
Andrea Bellmont

New York City, a romance conference, two established erotic romance writers meet and venture into another world, the world of BDSM.
She’s finally confident and sexy, after years of self-doubt. He’s found a partner he can be dominant with and now wants more. He wants her love. She’s fallen hard. He wants to own her. She needs to belong to him completely.
Not even two countries and thousands of miles can keep two hearts from each other. Nor can it keep them from the strongest bonds of love, leaving the vanilla world behind.
In a decadent purple dungeon on the Upper East Side of New York City two people connect. They discover they have the same hidden desires and fall in love.

EXCERPT: Bonds of Love

Leighton had been quite specific about how I was to be dressed tonight. What he asked me to wear was deliciously decadent. First, he emphasized the color black. Next he requested some black sexy underwear, black heels at least three inches tall, a garter belt, and something black and clingy. I meant to deliver and had my purchases in my hands as I left the shopping mall.
I’d gone on line snooping around at the BDSM clubs in my area. I’d never seek out one of these clubs alone. I wasn’t even sure I’d like going to this dungeon or playroom. However, with him this seemed all right, natural and arousing. My anticipation level was high, very high. Tonight was all I could think about.
I was to meet him at the same hotel bar at eight tonight. When I entered, he sat at the bar in black trousers and black raw silk shirt. I noticed his socks and shoes were black setting off his rugged goods looks and weakening me in the knees. I was in deep trouble. No man had ever affected me the way he was. I found myself gripping the leather banister around the bar. Then he smiled. I lost my breath and my heart began to pump wildly in my chest. He excited me and so did the little adventure he had planned. I was on my way to my first dungeon. I was already wet with anticipation.
“I have a limo waiting for us. We’ll have dinner with my friends, then we’ll play.”
“Yes, baby, from the minute that gin and tonic splashed on me and my eyes beheld your lovely face, playing with you is the first scenario that came to my mind. The next scenario involved making you cum, watching you cum, and controlling you. Then I fucked you, watched my dick slide inside of you. Yes, baby, I want to play with you all night.” His tall body closed in on me, he let his breath caress the tops of my breasts the cleavage ample and licentious.
I shivered at his words. I’d go with him. I’d experience what he had to offer. For the first time in my life I was letting go, allowing my inhibitions to run free. I hoped he’d enjoy the lacey number I had on, black and sexy, as he requested. My pussy was wet, my mouth numb and my libido off the wall. Yet being with him gave me a strong sense of security, a need to relinquish all that I was to him. I knew I’d call him Sir tonight.

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