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her chance to experience everything ‘Wrapped Up in Stripes’ #Menage #Paranormal @SM_fiction @evernightpub

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Wrapped Up in Stripes

by Sarah Marsh

Book One, Blue Valley Shifters Series

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

Cover Art: Jay Aheer

Blurb:

As the daughter of the Alpha of the Blue Valley lion pride, Heidi should have the pick of the litter when it comes to dating, but her brothers think differently. Surprised with a trip on a very exclusive cruise, she’s excited to explore her fantasies. Bondage? Submission? Ménage? …yes, please! If this is her chance to experience everything she’s ever fantasized about, then Heidi is going to go for broke.

Who has time for pleasure? There’s far too much work to do. Wild Desires cruise line is having issues, and Mason and Wade plan to get to the bottom of it. They didn’t anticipate finding a lioness that has his tiger utterly fascinated. Neither of them seems to be able to resist the temptation sweet little Heidi presents.

Why fight fate when it presents them with such a tasty treat? —good thing they’ve always preferred to share.

 

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Excerpt:

“Wade!” she laughed as he bumped into the couch because he was too busy nibbling at her neck, “you’d better not drop me.”
“Ah, baby,” he gently placed her down on her feet once again, this time in front of a very large bed, “you know I’d gladly kiss any bumps or bruises better.”
“In fact,” Mason’s low, sexy baritone sent shivers down her spine. He had turned on a few small lamps, giving the room a low glow before he approached her. “Maybe we’d better check you over anyway, just to make certain you’re all right?”
Heidi’s heart was pounding now, her entire body aching for their touch. She stepped out of her shoes, kicking them to the side. The thin panties she’d worn tonight were already soaked through with desire, and glancing down at the dress pants both men wore didn’t help that situation at all. She could see the impressive outline of their hard flesh along their legs, and she longed to feel that firmness inside her.
“Hmm, yes, maybe you should check for yourself, then?” She smiled and turned around slowly, presenting them with her back and the strings that would untie her dress. Heidi had been fantasizing all through dinner whenever their fingers had played with that bow.
Wade groaned as he stepped closer and traced the criss-cross pattern of the strings along her back until he finally rested his hand at the top of her ass, the heat of it making her bite her lip to stifle her own reaction to his touch.
“Baby, since I first saw the back of this dress all I could think about was pulling on this little red bow,” he whispered, placing soft kisses on her bare shoulders.
“Every time one of you touched my back tonight, I imagined what it would be like if you had pulled on those strings right there at the table.” She closed her eyes and shared the forbidden place her fantasy had taken her.
“Oh? And then what would have happened?” Mason urged her on as his fingers ran a light path along her collarbone and then followed the edge of the neckline down, taking her breath away.
Just then, she felt the small tug at her dress that could only mean that Wade’s fingers were pulling on that bow, and when the pressure finally gave way, she could feel the strings along her neck move just a fraction.
“The dress would have slowly lowered,” she kept her eyes closed, imagining they were still in a restaurant full of people, “until it had pooled at my waist, revealing my bare breasts for you.”
Heidi felt the silky material of the dress move along her skin until it stopped at her waist, the cool air in the room causing her nipples to pebble. She still didn’t open her eyes as she heard the low purrs coming from her mates as she was bared to them.
“And then?” Wade’s voice was barely recognizable, thick with desire.
Heidi was almost panting at this point. She had never been this excited or turned on before, it was almost painful how much she wanted them, how her body longed to be joined to theirs. She supposed Mother Nature really didn’t pull any punches when it came to mating—it was glorious in its ferocity.
“Then you would put your mouth on me,” she whispered back, only seconds before she felt the tip of a warm tongue run a circle around her turgid nipple.
She slowly opened her eyes to see the inky darkness of Mason’s black hair in front of her as he finally closed his lips fully over her breast, his tongue playing with the sensitive flesh, making her moan out his name.
“We like that little fantasy of yours a great deal, baby, but I think we’re at our limit for restraint tonight,” Wade growled out the words and then released the strings holding up the rest of her dress, letting the silky red material float to the floor, leaving her in only her panties.
Mason drew hard on her breast before he let it go and moved his hands up to trace over the wet skin his mouth had left behind. “And we will be revisiting that fantasy, make no mistake, love. But look at you—I think you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
Both men took a small step back, simply admiring her in a way no one ever had before. The heat in their eyes made her feel more beautiful than she had ever felt under a man’s gaze. It felt so natural to be with them like this, and her own beast preened inside of her. Heidi slowly brought her hands to the waist of her panties and ran a teasing finger along the inside of the lace.
“I think you both have way too many clothes on,” her eyes moved to where Wade was absently stroking his fingers along his covered cock as he watched her, “so I’m just going to take a time-out while you remedy that.”
Heidi first peeled down her panties, letting them drop to the floor beside her dress, and the tortured groans from both men as she slowly crawled onto the bed and up toward the headboard was exactly the reward she’d been hoping for.
Then she settled herself with her back resting against the headboard, looking forward to seeing her mates for the first time in all their naked glory. They certainly didn’t disappoint—both had intense expressions on their faces as they rid themselves of their ties and button-down shirts. Both strong bodies were darkly tanned and thickly muscled, although Wade’s physique was slightly bulkier than Mason’s refined lines. Their shoes and socks went second as their hands moved to their belts and Heidi suddenly had the urge to giggle as she felt like a kid on Christmas morning about to receive the best presents ever. When their zippers went down and revealed that both men were bare under those expensive slacks, it was her turn to groan, the lioness inside her wanting to taste her mates. She could see the thick roots of their cocks, and when they finally dropped those pants to the floor, her instincts found her crawling back towards them.
“That look on your face, love,” Mason’s voice was low and intense. “If you keep looking at us like you want to eat us up, I may end up embarrassing myself here.”
She watched his hand move down to stroke his thick cock, which was standing at attention. A small bead of moisture collected at the swollen head, and he groaned when she licked her lips, wondering what his flavor would be like. The drive to attack them both until they’d spent themselves inside her was overwhelming in its intensity. She needed them now, and there was simply no time for slow loving—her beast would not be swayed.
“I need to taste you both.”

 

 

Author Bio:

Sarah Marsh was born in British Columbia, she has only recently began her writing career finding it the perfect outlet for taking the edge off a nine to five office job. She’s been a science fiction and romance junkie for years and when her imagination started to take the characters she’d read about even further in their adventures she decided to try writing something of her own.

Sarah’s also a former pastry chef and spends a lot of time cooking and baking for friends and family as well as painting and knitting. Her biggest weaknesses are animals of any kind…she even loves the ones that wake you up at four in the morning because they can almost see the bottom of their food dish.

When it comes to life in general she’s a big believer that laughter is the best medicine and that there’s no such thing as too much love, which is why she’s such a sucker for a happy ending.

 

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sees future events through a kaleidoscope ‘The Vision Chronicles’ #Thriller #Paranormal #Suspense @chariss_walker @SDSXXTours

Kaleidoscope
The Vision Chronicles Book 1
by Chariss K. Walker
Genre: Thriller, Paranormal Suspense
Mike Lewis boldly narrates his fantastical story and confesses his secret:
He sees horrifying visions of disturbing future events through a
kaleidoscope each time he closes his eyes. He’d like to live a normal
life, but an elusive threat prohibits him from doing that.Someone
wants to study his mystical ability and they’ll do whatever it takes
to further their strange, covert agenda.

The Vision Chronicles eight-book thriller series is a slice-of-life
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Spyglass
The Vision Chronicles Book 2
Window’s Pane
The Vision Chronicles Book 3
Windows All Around
The Vision Chronicles Book 4
Open Spaces
The Vision Chronicles Book 5
Stream of Light
The Vision Chronicles Book 6
Lamp’s Light
The Vision Chronicles Book 7
Clear Glass
The Vision Chronicles Book 8
Award-winning author, Chariss K. Walker, M.Msc., writes both fiction and nonfiction
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must come together or become ashes ‘Capital Offense’ #Gay #BDSM @booksbygray @TheOriginalGray @evernightpub

Hey folks! Today I’m happy to introduce you to J.R. Gray and his story Capital Offense!

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When not staying up all night writing, J.R. Gray can be found at the gym where it’s half as-sumed he is a permanent resident to fulfill his self-inflicted masochism. A dominant and a pilot, Gray finds it hard to be in the passenger seat of any car. He frequently interrupts real life, in-cluding normal sleep patterns and conversations, to jot down notes or plot bunnies. Commas are the bane of his existence even though it’s been fully acknowledged they are necessary, they con-tinue to baffle and bewilder. If Gray wasn’t writing…well, that’s not possible. The buildup of untold stories would haunt Gray into an early grave, insanity or both. The idea of haunting has always appealed to him. J.R. Gray is genderqueer and prefers he/him pronouns

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All good things must come to an end.

George is trying to hold his world together, but it’s crumbling and he doesn’t know who he’s even fighting anymore. All the people he loves are suffering because of him.

Jesse is shattering because he can’t provide what George needs.

Elliot is broken perhaps beyond repair.

Zac is ruined by his own doing and isn’t fit to be what Elliot needs him to be.

There is no soothing light at the end of this tunnel. The reckoning is coming and not even George can protect them from the monster of his past. They are splintering, trying to avoid the flames, but they must come together or become ashes.

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George picked up the container of sterile needles he’d been saving so Jesse could see them. “This will be a little like a tattoo.”

“Oh God. You’re so close to my dick.”

“If you hold perfectly still there is a good chance none will even come close to your cock, unless of course you want me to pierce it for you.”

Jesse picked up his head. “Can you do that?”

“Easily.”

He pursed his lips. “I’m going to think about that one.”

“Don’t think on it too long.”

“Why not?” Jesse laid his head back down and let his arms go limp.

“Because if I don’t get an answer, I’m going to assume you approve.”

Jesse’s eyes shot back open. “You know what they say about assuming?”

“That it’s a perfectly acceptable thing for a dominant to do when his submissive is gagged?”

“But I’m not gagged…”

“You easily can be.” George pulled the pink ball gag halfway out of his pocket so Jesse could see it.

“I think I’ll wait on the piercing until we both discuss the pros and cons, Sir,” Jesse said as politely as George had ever heard come out of his mouth.

“Acceptable,” George said as he pushed the first needle into the tender skin on Jesse’s inner thigh.

“Holy fuck. Getting a tattoo there would be a whole lot different than on my neck.”

“If you can make it to fifty needles there will be a reward.”

“God help me.”

“You’re going to need it.”

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toughest decision of my life ‘Knights of Sin MC’ #MC #RomanticSuspense @trejo_erin @SDSXXTours

Never Letting Go
Knights of Sin MC Book 1
by Erin Trejo
Genre: MC Romantic Suspense
MICAH:
Ten years ago I fucked up. I pushed the one thing I loved the most away.
I watched her run as far as she could. I ruined the love we had. I
threw myself into the Marine’s thinking I could get her out of my
system. That didn’t work.
When I came back I got the worst news ever. Or so I thought. Now I’m
forced to keep a promise I made and find the one girl that stole my heart.
AUBRIE:
We had a love that was stronger than it should have been. He threw it
away though. After a series of unfortunate events, I was settled and stable.
Happy?
Not quiet but when Micah shows up and rocks my world to the core I’m
forced back into my old life. A life I ran from. Now being back in
the one place I used to call home, I don’t know where I belong.
Learning To Love
Knights of Sin MC Book 2
Bullet:
I fought my way through life. Family was an important part of that. I
kept myself away from them not wanting to see the disgust of my
father. My club was all the family I needed. When I was taken and
forced into a living hell, the one thing that kept me going was the
unknown girl next to me. Getting her out alive was my priority. After
I do, I have to make the toughest decision of my life.
Trinity:
I was never wanted. My father used me to his advantage. I was taken
for his debts. I thought I would die. I wanted to. That faceless man
that kept me going was all I looked forward to. Until he was gone.
When he finds me again, I have to learn to love. Can he be the one to
show me how?
Fighting For a Chance
Knights of Sin MC Book 3
Dax:
I was a fighter. I was good at it. When I met Laura I thought I was
having a round of hot sex like usual. When I saw her for who she
truly was, I wanted more. A lot more. She had her own problems but I
wasn’t ready to let go just yet. I’ll fight for what I want even if
she does push me away.
Laura:
I have a past that won’t go away. Literally. Hector hasn’t gotten the
message that I don’t want him. A night with Dax turns into more. I
didn’t plan on it. Every single time I turned around, he was there
and I found myself liking it. But Hector remains a problem. A problem
that quickly gets out of hand.
Keeping Faith
Knights of Sin MC Book 4
Kane:
Unhappily married. Yeah, that sums up my life. I messed up with that
shit decision. I still have my sister though. When I attend her
wedding, I run into an old friend. Ivy. When she admits that she had
feelings for me, I take her home like any good man would do. I didn’t
expect all the complications that came with it though. She was used
before me and I want to show her that I’m not the same as him. The
problem is, I am.
Ivy:
I fought cancer and won. I fought a useless husband and won. When I
see Kane again, I lose. Badly. I always had a crush on him when we
were kids. I never thought the feelings would still be there years
later. One night with him and my world is thrown off balance. His
club is his life and I know that. When my cancer comes back in full
force, I do the one thing I can. I run. He will chase me. He told me
he would. When the tables turn, will I do the same?
One More Try
Knights of Sin MC Book 5
Sebastian
Blood. Death. Darkness. Those are things I know. Fucking. Drinking. Walking
away. I was good at that. I messed up one night when I slept with the
President’s niece. We were both drunk and out of control. Now she’s
pregnant with my kid. I can’t be a father. I don’t want to be. At
least not at first. After a hit goes wrong, I change my mind.
Shannon
I was taken. I was beaten. I was raped. My uncle’s club saved me. It
also destroyed me. Meeting Bash was the worst thing that could have
happened. He was a mistake and we both knew it. The more I tried to
stay away from him, the more he sought me out. My attraction to him
became something more. Now where do we go?
Promise of Love
Knights of Sin MC Book 6
Link:
I was a virgin. Yeah, the laugh of the club. It didn’t bother me
though. I saw the way my parent’s and I didn’t want to be like that.
I love this club. I’d do anything for them. When I met Jordyn, that
loyalty was tested. The things that happened between us quickly
defined us. I’ve held out hope that love was out there for me.
Jordyn:
I ran from one bad situation to another. When the club I fell into
sent me to another to get information, I thought it would be easy. I
didn’t think I’d fall for the man I was supposed to be spying on. Not
wanting to hurt him, I ran. He found me. Now I have to face the music
and the man I’ve fallen for.
I am a wife, mother, child chauffeur and author. I love being able to
create different characters and spin a web that makes them come
together in the end. My books do not stick to just one genre, they
span many.
I write about things that are real life situations and fairy tales are
not always smooth sailing. My MC books are hard and gritty and they
have struggles just like you would in life.
I also have books that are not so in your face. There are several that
are good love stories that are fraught with issues that the
characters have to deal with.
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Get ready for the storm ‘Storms Over Babylon’ #Romance #historical #SciFi @jennifermacaire

Get ready for the storm!

Ashley knows Alexander is going to die, unless she can somehow trick the Time Senders. In Babylon, everything is coming to a head.

Alexander

Storms Over Babylon
Accent Press / Simon & Schuster
14 June 2018
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Get ready for the storm!

Blurb : From the scorching plains of Persia to the opulent city of Babylon, Ashley and Alexander continue their sensuous and passionate journey through history. Alexander the Great is now king of Persia and Greece – but his reign will be short. Time-travelling Ashley knows when her husband will die. She’s determined to cheat Fate and save Alexander and her children, even if it brings the gates of time crashing down. Following Alexander on a tour of his new kingdom, she plans her moves and bides her time. She must, however, convince Alexander to abandon his crown and his kingdom.

Excerpt : In the month of May, the weather took a turn for the worse. Thunderstorms boomed over the city and there were swarms of hungry mosquitoes at night. Alexander had to oversee religious celebrations, some lasting until very late, and one evening he came back with a slight chill. I didn’t think much of it. Usse gave him some hot tea, and we lay down in bed. Plexis was already asleep, lying in his own bed next to ours. The mosquito netting moved slightly in the breeze. It was much cooler than it had been all week; the rain had cleared the air. During the night, Alexander developed a high fever. The next morning he could hardly move, his muscles cramped and he was drenched in sweat. It was malaria.
‘How do you feel now?’ I asked him for the hundredth time that day, after Usse gave him his medicine.
Alexander opened one eye and stared at me. It was his blue eye, I noticed. ‘I would feel better if my head stopped hurting,’ he admitted. ‘The fever is making me thirsty. Do you have any water nearby?’
‘Of course.’
I poured water from the pitcher into his golden cup and held it for him as he drank. The muscles in his throat worked as the water went down. Then he lay back on the bed with a sigh. ‘Do I die of malaria then?’ he asked. He tried to grin, but his mouth trembled suddenly. I leaned down and kissed him on his lips. They were hot and dry despite the cool drink.
‘Are you afraid?’
‘I thought I wouldn’t be.’ He took a shaky breath and let it out slowly. ‘But that was when I thought the only thing that counted was my kingdom.’
‘And now?’ I asked him.
‘I’ve had time to think. When you saved Plexis that’s when things began to change for me. I realized something I hadn’t known before. I want to stay with you. I love you, Ashley of the Sacred Sandals. I have told you that twice before. I should have said it more. Now, with this fever making my bones ache, I will tell you a third time. I want to see the babe you carry. I want to grow old surrounded by my loved ones. I no longer want to die. Does that answer your question? Yes, I am afraid.’
‘Don’t be afraid. I love you too, Alex.’
‘So why do you cry?’ He reached a hand to my cheek and brushed tears away.
‘Because I never dared hope that you would let go of your dream.’ My tears fell faster now. Teardrops sparkled on his hands like diamonds.
‘It took me long enough to understand that my dream was an empty one without you and Plexis by my side, and that my future was an illusion. Ashley, don’t cry. Please. I feel as if I’ve woken up from a long nightmare. All the battles and bloodshed, all the good men who died following me, they will lie on my conscious for ever. Only you will be able to ease my mind. You have seen the future, so you can tell me that it was not all futile.’
‘Of course not, Alexander. Nothing you did was futile.’
‘It feels that way now,’ he said. His eyes were very bright. I frowned at him. He was starting to sound distinctly un-Alexander-like. I put my hand on his forehead and jerked it back with a muffled cry. He was burning up.

author _photoAbout the Author: Jennifer Macaire is an American living in Paris. She likes to read, eat chocolate, and plays a mean game of golf. She grew up in upstate New York, Samoa, and the Virgin Islands. She graduated from St Peter and Paul High School in St Thomas and moved to NYC where she modelled for five years for Elite. She went to France and met her husband at the polo club. All that is true. But she mostly likes to make up stories.

Jennifer’s blog and website: https://jennifermacaire.blogspot.fr/ https://authorjennifermacaire.wordpress.com/

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what brought us together could also tear us apart #romance #anthology #bluecollar #wrangler @CRMoss @SDSXXTours @romancerebels69

Keep You Safe
by C.R. Moss
in the Down and Dirty anthology
Genre: anthology, romance, erotic romance, blue collar
I’m Professor Arianna Perez, and I’ve been asked if I’ll ever trust,
let alone love, another man again.
After dumping an abusive boyfriend, I doubted I
would. At least, that’s how I felt until fate had sexy wrangler,
Kian Bishop, reappearing in my life in a way I never expected.
Against my better judgement, I fell hard for the cowboy, believing everything
he said, including how he wanted to treat me like a queen and keep me safe.
Little did I know, though, that the circumstances that’d brought us
together could also tear us apart…and possibly claim my life.
Down and Dirty Anthology
Genre: anthology, romance, erotic romance, blue collar
Featuring stories from:
Lori King, Maia Dylan, Sarah Marsh, Elena Kincaid, Cecile Tellier, London
Saint James, Bella Settara, Rose Nickol, RL Merrill, Ashley Malkin,
Lucy Felthouse, Scarlett J. Rose, Sydney Lea, CR Moss, Samantha A.
Cole, Danielle James, Ava Campbell, Eva Moore, Kimberlie L. Faye,
Sabrina Sol, Nikki Prince, and Mia Hopkins
Get in, get down…and get filthy with these sexy, hardworking,
blue-collar heroes who don’t mind when things get a little dirty
while at work or at play. This collection of 22 brand new stories
from USA Today and International Best-Selling authors is full of
scorching hot romance tales that will be sure to leave you breathless
for more. These men work hard, and play even harder.
From cops to mechanics, and miners to brewmasters, they aren’t afraid to
go all in. At the end of the day, when they find the woman who
completes them, they learn that love and life can be just as messy as
their day job…and they wouldn’t have it any other way.
Keep up with Down and Dirty information on the Facebook
Page:
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Hi everyone, my name is Casey, and I write under the names C.R. Moss for
erotic and mainstream romance and Casey Moss for mainstream dark
fiction (horror, suspense, urban fantasy) and sometimes the stories
have an erotic flare to them. My professional bio for C.R.: An
eccentric and eclectic writer, C.R. Moss pens stories for the
mainstream and erotic romance markets, giving readers a choice of
sweet, savory or spicy reads, usually within a sub-genre or two —
paranormal, sci-fi/fantasy, time travel, or western flare. The bio
for my other persona: Casey Moss delves into the darker aspects of
life in her writing, sometimes basing the stories on reality,
sometimes on myth. No matter the path, her stories will take you on a
journey from the light-hearted paranormal to dark things unspeakable.
What waits around the corner? Come explore…
Links for other authors in the Down and Dirty anthology
Twitter handle for the publishing group, Romance Rebels Publishing:
@romancerebels69
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Something about his darkness ‘Serial Murderess’ #Series #Erotic #Horror @cf_rabbiosi @SDSXXTours

The Darkness in Faith
Serial Murderess Volume 1
by C. F. Rabbiosi
Genre: Erotic Horror
My name is Faith: Tortured sex slave turned brutal murderer. Men have
abused my body for inhuman pleasures, hurt me and made me feel
helpless. But now…

They fear me. I wish I could say that it is all for the good of the world
that I kill them slowly and give them a taste of what they have made
others feel, but that would be a lie. Turns out, I have a lust for
blood and get off on making THEM my slave. They may be way past being
offended at that point, but I sure enjoy my living dead boys.

Just one small problem. I am falling for my newest conquest and don’t know
anymore if I want to tie him up and kill him slowly. He supposedly
sexually assaulted a woman horribly ten years ago and is currently on
parole for the crime, but something about those genuine sea green
eyes and that beguiling mouth makes me weak. I still want to tie him
up but what I want to do to him- will make us both scream.

Something about his darkness and pain calls to my own, and he knows I could
kill him at any time, but still fights to possess me in every
dripping, consuming and tantalizing way.

Come inside if you dare where real sex slave stories are my inspiration
and I’ll tell you the story of a serial murderess and the life
altering events that made her a Lover of the Dead.

“Rabbiosi’s books are beautifully written, twisted and sadistic, and will consume
you from the first page until the very end and you will want more.”
-Under the Night Sky book review.

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Darkly Dreaming Faith
Serial Murderess Volume 2
How can I admit to myself that I have fallen for the one thing I fear the
most? I should kill him, as I have visited bloody death on many
others just like him but…
Instead I have let him inside me. Deeply, painfully and with all-consuming
psychotic passion. My body hums when he hurts it, as he’s brought out
a hidden side of me that thrives off his rough touch. I have never
felt so alive.
Here he is by my side as we travel the country, staying in the finest
hotels and savagely getting revenge on those who have sexually
tortured me. What a ride. Kill, rough sex. Try to kill each other,
more rough sex… And repeat.
But something changes my dark lover with each kill and I fear I will lose
him forever. The blood thirsty beast he struggles to keep locked up
within thrashes against its cage, and I don’t know how much time we
have left together. Oh, but I WILL make the most of it.
Vicious Faith
Serial Murderess Volume 3
My enemy becomes my lover…
Please let me go,” I say.
He takes a deep breath. “I can’t. Why don’t you see that you are
meant for me? You’re a killer, you’re a sexual predator, and my
dark soul demands I take yours. I need to **** your body mercilessly
and make you scream from beneath me. I have no choice because I’ve
never wanted anything so bad.”
His lips move to ear. “Say you want me, Faith.” He sucks my neck into
his mouth and the ache feels good. He leaves bruises. “I will do
anything.”
I cringe and stare into nothingness. This is my way out. If he has
become obsessed with me because I escaped him years ago, because his
best friend wants me, and because I challenge him, then I can use it
to escape. I refocus and allow my demoness to take hold. “I
shouldn’t want you James.”

He moves inside me, lifting me up and forcing me back down over his
thickness and I cry out. “But you do,” he breathes.

I won’t make it that easy. “You excite me. You make my body sing
and scream at the same time.” His **** rubs through me igniting
incredible sensations and I haven’t lied to him yet. “I want
you,” I say breathlessly. He feels so good because this is so bad
and my sanity is being pushed to the limit. I run my fingers across
the shaved sides of his head and rip his blond hair backward. I ride
him hard. “You’re beautiful,” I say, trying to breathe.
“Because you tear me to pieces.”

He grasps my hips, the killer who has never gotten off without hurting a
woman first, and digs his fingers into my flesh. With a desperate
kiss, his eyes roll back and his body tenses in anticipation…
Charity used to be a Registered Nurse in California, and though she doesn’t
use her two degrees in the field anymore, they have helped her with
her real passion- writing. She happily writes the day away using her
in depth Anatomy, Physiology and Psych background to make her death
scenes more real and her killers more… colorful. But it’s not all
about the blood, because more than anything she loves hot romance.
Her heroine is kick-ass and her men are all the dangerous and
gorgeous beasts you love to hate.
Her style is beautifully gruesome and inspired by Interview With The
Vampire, Buffy, and True Blood. She lives in the beautiful university
city of Columbia, MO with her incredible husband and three girls, and
loves yoga almost as much as living and writing in her own fantasy world.
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