Ok, so if you
didn’t know this
already my new release, Eternal
Ever
After, is finally here. I’ve been guest blogging around
town but I have
updated the giveaway. It turns out that CreateSpace, being the
awesome platform
that they are, has decided not to charge authors a fee for
expanded
distribution to booksellers. So I decided to retire the old
print edition of Cursed
Ever After, the erotica prequel
to my steamy new release, so I could make it available for
expanded
distribution. Its new print layout will feature 14 point font
for easy reading
and lovely new coverart. I have 9 copies of the old print
edition of CEA that I’ll
be giving away with 20 e-book copies of my new release. Of
course, the signed
print copies will only be shipped to the domestic United States
while the
e-book copies of my new release will be offered internationally.
Psst… And here’s
a hint. If you click Tweet About the Giveaway, you’ll actually
be tweeting
about my new release to help me promote. It’s worth ten points
and can be done
once a day. So it really adds up quick ;) I just want to thank
everyone that
has helped me along the way or encouraged me with their rave
reviews or kind
words about my books. I’ll never get tired of hearing it.
XOXO -A.C. James
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His past holds a secret…
Arie Cush has a secret that he
thought he’d left behind. When his past follows him to Chicago he must protect
someone that reminds him of all the painful memories he’s tried so hard to
forget. But when every touch from her sets his heart and body on fire—he finds
it hard to maintain his aloof façade.
That becomes her nightmare.
Holly Ellis has secrets of her
own. An encounter with the handsome stranger who frequents her coffee shop
reveals a vampire with baggage. Even though it might be more than she bargained
for, she can’t resist the one person who understands her. But her life is in
danger and a supernatural threat could reveal the underground world of vampires
to humankind in this Gothic Cinderella re-telling.
Inside Scoop: This story contains
bondage, anal play, a M/F primary romance with mild F/F situations.
Warning: This book is fictitious.
The bdsm portrayed in this story does not portray the lifestyle. Vampires will
be vampires. They don’t exactly stop to discuss a scene, pain thresholds, and
there is no aftercare involved. Trust is an intrinsic part of the lifestyle.
Use due diligence and research before deciding to make fiction into reality.
Heat Level: This book is a steamy
romance. It’s the development of a romantic relationship that contains more
explicit language and sex. The sex is not an inherent part of the story,
character growth, or relationship development, and if removed you still have an
amazing plot.
Excerpt:
“If your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give
him something to drink.”
–Holy Bible: King James Version
PREFACE
I never guessed that I could die
with a sea of faces surrounding me, all cheering for my death. A woman wearing
a jacket dress made of brocade only laughed louder when blood splattered the
low square neckline. Where is Arie? I scanned the crowded club but all I could
see were pale faces, some half covered by masks.
My time had come and I prayed she
would finish me off quickly. The warm trickle of blood ran down my neck and
chest, saturating the corset bustier of my gown. It seemed like a shame to ruin
such a pretty dress. Strangely, I felt relieved the bodice was black and not a
light color that would show a stain.
The fear of dying or more
accurately, the fear of not existing, scared me stiff. Perhaps if I had
satisfied this existential anxiety with faith I wouldn’t jump from panic to
ambivalence. I should be angry at everyone who simply watched. They must think
the gruesome display is part of the entertainment for tonight. After the bloody
burlesque show I could hardly blame them.
Holly, I gave you the chance to
leave. The telepathic transference hardly seemed relevant at this point. I knew
if I’d never gone to the Hellfire Club, I wouldn’t be facing death now. Still,
if my death meant the killings would stop it seemed justifiable.
“No!” I could barely hear Arie
scream above the cheering voices clamoring for attention. The constant drone
defies my effort to form coherent thoughts. I looked up and could see him on
the balcony. When I blinked he had disappeared into the throng. I could feel
the blood continue to trickle down my neck as she drained me. Dizziness
threatened to pull me under. The audience applauded her brutality. I crumpled
at her feet, looking up at her smile as thin as paper.
Blood. So much blood. My blood.
I didn’t want this to be the
story of my death but this part is only a fragment of a narrative as old as
time. Its voices fill the shadows with whispers of legend. We are told that the
damned cease to exist and those absolved from sin are given eternal life. The damned
can never be saved. They walk the earth in an eternal hell. I fear it will be
my curse if death doesn’t claim me instead.
About the Author:
A.C. James—author of erotic paranormal romance and erotica
featuring bdsm. Author of Cursed Ever After, an anthology of four erotic
paranormal short stories. Its full length sequel, Eternal Ever After, tones it
down to steamy romance. Wife, mother, and storyteller extraordinaire. She
resides in northeast Pennsylvania drinking large vats of coffee while taming
two toddlers by day and writing by night. Recovering video game beta tester and
tech geek who grew-up going to cons and watching SmackDown. There's probably
some cosplay pictures around somewhere of her dressed up as Bloodberry from
Saber Marionette (Smiles). Just don't tell anyone.
Web/Blog: http://www.acjames.com/
Newsletter: http://eepurl.com/ApQ7z
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