Dark #fantasy #romance Forever Blue . Read a #teaser #Halloween reads. What secret must Jasper hide and what’s the strange blue dust that turns up on Claudie’s patio?

 

When she arrived home, he was in his usual place on the patio. It was an exceptionally dark night. Dense cloud covered the moon. Rain fell in huge drops. He heard the Land Rover long before she pulled into her drive and parked. Jasper enjoyed Claudie’s humming, as she went through her front door. If she had been to a hide somewhere other than in the local area, she was home early. Maybe because of the weather. He listened to the sound of her making a hot drink in her kitchen. He smiled. He couldn’t stop smiling. The sound of her voice flowed over him. It trickled into his mind and heart, lifting his spirits, and giving him hope.

 

Jasper stood silently by the holly tree and close to the biggest potted trees, near one of them clipped into a ball shape. He liked that. When the conservatory door opened and Claudie stepped out, he froze in the darkness and the shadow of the holly. The house security lights had recently failed on that side of the wall, but she was silhouetted in the glow from the working lights on the other side of the door.

 

Jasper watched her sniff the night air. Her expression worried him. She looked puzzled. Then she was walking toward him. He tried to melt further into the shadows.

 

She picked up a garden fork that leaned against the house wall and held it out in front of her. The row of metal prongs looked lethal.

 

“I can see you. Who are you? What do you want? You have ten seconds to beat it, buddy, and then I scream for my husband.”

 

Jasper’s surprise pinned him to the spot. She can see me. How is that possible? Unless, unless, she is the one.

 

He saw her hesitate. He knew there was no husband, and now she must be deciding he’d called her bluff. If she could see him, then maybe she’d be able to hear him too.

 

“I’m sorry. I was only taking shelter from the rain for a few minutes. I don’t mean any harm.” He held out his hands by his sides in a gesture meant to convey that he was harmless.

 

She raised the garden fork a little as if his movement scared her.

 

He bent his head and his shoulders drooped. “I’m really no threat. I’ll leave, if you let me pass.”

 

She put down the garden fork. “What are you doing out here? There’s nothing around for miles. The road leads nowhere.”

 

Jasper edged sideways to leave. His thoughts tumbled in his head. A weight of sadness threatened to force tears from his eyes. He could only just bear the thought that she was afraid of him. He stuttered. “I … I’m lost.”

 

Claudie looked at him intently. A frown creased her forehead.

 

“I can call you a cab. Where are you going?”

 

He shook his head. “No. I’ll walk back along the lane to the road.” Jasper moved, this time more quickly.

 

Claudie stepped back, but called. “Wait. You’re drenched. I can’t see anyone just wander off into the night like that.”

 

Jasper’s heart contracted. He wished he’d met her in the day, on the road, or somewhere she wouldn’t decide he was a threat. She could be the one and he loved her. His stomach ached with sorrow. He turned and in a burst of speed, he fled.

 

A mist of spruce perfume hit Claudie and she stared after him.

He stopped at the bottom of the garden and looked back. She was inside, locking the door and he could see she still held the garden fork leaning it against her hip in readiness. She’d taken it in for a weapon. He shook his head. How strange, he’d watched her all summer, and she’d shown no sign of knowing he was there. What alerted her to my presence this night? He felt desolate. He leapt the box that hedged the back of her garden and ran the length of the field.

 

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Forever Blue. A simply gorgeous love story. 

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Claudie loves living in the countryside and close to the forests. She’s a filmmaker and works for the wildlife trust. One night she steps onto her patio and sees a man sheltering there. She confronts him and he runs away.

 

Jasper has watched Claudie for a year. He fell in love with her, but he has a secret, one that might mean he can never approach her.

Will love and fate find a way?

 

What secret must Jasper hide and what’s the strange blue dust that turns up on Claudie’s patio?

Old world #vampire looking for love #Halloween read #paranormalromance #teaser from The Black Lion

 

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He’d not tuned out yet to the din of humanity, and just as he thought about doing that, he heard the heartbeat. Why it called to him out of all the others he could hear, he didn’t know, but it did. The swish of blood, the sudden onslaught of female pheromones put a tingle of desire up his spine. He looked around for the source, and there she was.

Sascha’s entire body clenched with sexual need. Longed for sensations coursed through his thighs, his balls, and his cock stirred deliciously. The young woman walking past him filled his head with pictures of kisses. Her scent infused him with yearning for soft skin under his fingertips, a woman’s cream on his lips, and his tongue against her clit. Sascha stood. He stepped into her path.

She gazed up at him and in that second he wanted her so badly, he thought he would fall down.

Sascha’s expression softened. He looked into her eyes and saw desire.

Her eyes were dark with it.

Her scent flooded over him.

She pulsed with sexual need that matched his.

Sascha felt the seconds fall away as they gazed at each other in the silent dance of communication between strangers who suddenly connect on that deep mysterious level.

She must have become embarrassed because she suddenly smiled in a self-deprecating way, her hand fluttering to her cheek, and down, to smooth the blue velvet dress she wore.

Sascha couldn’t let this meeting pass.

“Hi.” It was all he could muster. His voice throaty with emotion, he smiled sincerely at the young woman.

She smiled at him, quickly, and answered, “Hi,” but then she walked on, around him.

Sascha turned to watch her go. Is she with someone? Is she with a man? His thoughts churned.

She greeted two other young women who sat at a table on the far edge of the dance floor.

Sascha listened.

“Hi, Melissa, you’re late again. You can spring for drinks. We’ll have cherry vodkas.”

“I worked late. Okay.”

Melissa turned away and wove through the crowd to the bar.

Sascha got there before her. He stood close and soaked up her presence. He stared ahead through the strangely bronze tinted mirror behind the bar.

She looked at him in the mirror, her expression conveying interest, encouragement.

Fuck, I’m so out of practice. I have no idea how to do this. Sascha slumped in pain. He left the bar and the nightclub in a haze of regret.

The soft pad of his boots echoed back into his sensitive ears as he walked down the alley. He wanted that girl so much. He couldn’t just leave. He glanced around for observers and finding none, he leapt to the balcony of the nightclub. The club management opened the doors on summer nights such as this. People made their way up to the mezzanine floor above the dance area where they could watch the moving crowd below and talk. This generally happened around one in the morning when the club was full to the gills and pungent with bodies and drink.

This midnight a couple lay entwined in each other’s arms on one of the black faux-leather sofas and a solitary man chatted to the barista at the coffee counter there. Sascha entered from the balcony casually. He walked to lean against the smoked glass and black wrought iron safety barrier around the edge of the mezzanine. Eagle eyed, he sought out the girl whose heartbeat thumped through his chest like the deep base of a rock tune through a high volume speaker. There she was. Sascha sighed with satisfaction.

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When Melissa fleetingly meets Sascha in The Black Lion nightclub, she hopes he will approach her.
Sascha has secrets and it’s a long time since there was a woman in his life. He hesitates, even though he’s drawn to her until...
When she is threatened, he acts. When he is hungry, she hunts.
Unknown to both of them someone watches jealously.
Will this jealousy stop the budding romance between two people who both have something to hide?
An erotic, paranormal romance, full of surprises.

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“From the minute I met out hero Sascha, I was intrigued and a bit in love. He has an old world quality that endears you, and when you discover his secret… you understand why. Melissa has her own mysteries. Independent and feisty, she has an instant connection with Sascha. They come together in a dazzling display of lust, possibility, and emotion. Their bond deepens swiftly, and as the story goes on, we begin to really understand why.

Black lion is a fantastic short. Sexy, inventive, and charming, it’s the perfect novella to cuddle up with when you’re looking for a paranormal romp in fantasy land. I highly recommend it.” 5 stars Goodreads

Get your #vampire fix with mysterious, sexy Dhruv… #paranormalromance #Halloween reading #eroticromance from @evernightpub

 

Get your vampire fix with mysterious, sexy Dhruv…

Dhruv picked up his coffee and for an instant, she thought he would drink. He didn’t. He put the cup back down as if his thoughts had interrupted his intention to drink.

“Do you ever have a free night, a night when you aren’t working here?”

She was surprised and delighted by his question. He was going to ask her out.

“I can take time if I want to.” She waited as he stared at her. He licked his lips. She wanted to put her mouth against his and have her lips licked too.

“Could you leave early tonight? It would be great to take a walk with you. I live opposite the park, the one with the duck pond. It’s very beautiful in the moonlight. I love the night. It’s so calm and supportive.” It was the most he had ever said to her in one go. Daisy smiled, enchanted by his low voice and graceful words.

“I can leave early, and I’d love to walk with you.” She didn’t give one thought to the fact that she knew very little about him. The spell of his beauty, his husky voice, and the lure of being alone with him drove any safety considerations from her mind.

He had never smiled, but now he did, and it lit his face.

“Soon, let’s go soon.” His eyes didn’t leave hers. Daisy thought she might vault the counter and run away with him right then.

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He’d been sent off course…he thought he was lost…until he found Daisy.

His vampire abilities were special. He belonged to an elite group. Moving home, they are set off course by a storm that lands Dhruv alone, hungry, and desperate in a strange town. That’s where he meets Daisy.

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"A Little Mysterious is a steamy love story guaranteed to burn up the sheets and the story of how Dhruv came to find Daisy was fantastic. Although this is a short story, Parks packs it with all the right details to make us not only care about the characters, but about how their story turns out."

Heat up #Halloween with romance and in a #teaser from Clip my Wings. #eroticromance #paranormalromance Marianne sells spells and potions. Magic is in the air.

 

Gorgeous Drew loves the ladies. His best friend tells him he's addicted to sex. 
Marianne owns and runs a new age shop. She sells her spells and potions
aware of Drew's conquests and sometimes she wishes he'd look her way.

Magic is in the air. A series of events will unfold that changes everything.

An erotic romance, full of sex, romance and magic, this short story will delight.

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Drew ran down the two flights of stairs to the enormous kitchen. The strong aroma of coffee greeted him.

Marianne was already at work in one corner, weighing, mixing, stirring, and filling the colored vials for the shop. She bent over the table. Her shapely ass clothed in denim shorts immediately captured his attention. Sexual need slammed into him. His stomach clenched and his cock jerked. The spasm completed his erection. Drew’s gaze roamed over her shapely thighs—the way a V-shaped space formed between them at the top, the soft part at the bottom of her ass…

I could slide my fingers into that space. A handful of that ass is just what I need. Damn, she’s my oldest friend, and—not interested.

He turned and ran back up the stairs. His cock strained behind his zipper. He hadn’t reached the sanctuary of his own bedroom before he opened his jeans and sheathed his erection in one hand. He closed the bedroom door already gasping, working his cock to orgasm. He leaned on the door and gave himself what he knew he must. The orgasm ripped through him and buckled his knees. He slid down the door, his T-shirt rumpling up at the back, but catching on his chest muscles at the front, his breathing heavy. Fucking hell…Drew squatted there to calm himself. Sometimes the peace of having an orgasm didn’t last long these days, and he’d be looking forward to the next in minutes.

Drew stood and strode to his bathroom. He cleaned up and looked into the mirror again. Get a fucking grip. With that thought, he walked over to his bedroom window, a wide double door that led to a balcony. It was still early enough for the street below to lack the throng of tourists, or the writhing participants of a festival. Drew leaned on the pale green wrought iron balustrade and looked down. He’d fucked a young woman against the rail two nights ago. He pictured her hanging onto the rail moaning, as he fucked her from behind. Drew shook his head, trying to clear it. They love it … they always come … I’m tender … caring…He left the balcony and went slowly down the stairs to the kitchen.

Empty now of the enticement that was Marianne, Drew poured a cup of coffee and wandered over to check out the diary. They had a tour to conduct at midday in the cemetery. It would be full of potential conquests, young women throwing caution to the wind as they vacationed in the warm, historic city. Lovely sexy women in tiny shorts, or dresses that floated to the floor, as he took them off, they never said no to him. They sometimes asked to see him again, but no way was he going there. No woman wants to know she’s a one-night stand, a fuck. He’d smile his charming smile, nod a little, and tell them he’d find them. He knew the vague promise was enough in the heady atmosphere of New Orleans.

Drew sat down heavily on one of the carved wooden kitchen chairs. Lots of the furniture was antique. Marianne’s mom had left her not just the shop, but also the house, and everything in it. Her mom had provided the recipes for the spells they sold to tourists. These days, they sold other things too, Tie-dyed silk scarves, candles, watercolor paintings by some of the local artists, trinkets, and they conducted “spooky tours.”

Drew and Marianne had known each other since they met in junior high school. When he came home from NYU with degrees in music technology, she was there to welcome him. A frown creased his forehead. Was I addicted to sex then? I can’t remember it. When did it first start? He threw the remains of his coffee in the sink and placed the cup in the dishwasher. Maybe Marianne knows … maybe she noticed.

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He's a #badboy #vampire who thinks he's immune to love until he meets Anna #teaser #paranormalromance for #Halloween

Start your Halloween reading with gorgeous vampire, Ethan Ross.

Ethan believes he’s immune to love. He’s a lead member of, Deep Dream, a rock band that often plays at StarZ, an up-market, and mysterious, New Orleans rock club. He’s never short of romantic offers, so, he reasons, why bring love into the equation? He also works in StarZ as a bartender, which is great cover for what he really is and gives the ladies the opportunity to flock to him. He’s seen some strange things there, but Ethan isn’t easily shocked, after all, he’s been around a long time.

When music magazine journalist, Anna Prideaux visits StarZ to interview his band, she’s drawn to Ethan in a way she’s never experienced before. As she returns to the club time and again in the hope he will ask her out, she slowly becomes aware that the club holds real mystery. Who are the beautiful people that frequent the club and what really happens in clouds, the private upstairs bar?

Anna is ready to give up the idea of ever gaining Ethan’s attention when handsome Remy Dubois hits on her.

Sparks start to fly as Ethan feels...what...not a twinge of jealousy, surely?

Who will win Anna’s heart and how low will the two men stoop to do it?

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“They’re amusing, yes?”

Anna turned to the voice. It belonged to an astonishingly good-looking man, who smiled at her as he indicated the corkboard full of notes with an elegant wave. She returned his smile. “I guess so. What is the sin bin?”

He took a breath and his eyes twinkled. “The pretty chest at the club door for those patrons who find the experience of the upstairs bar so overwhelming they must tell about it, and for those performers who wish to rid themselves of the worry about how they might have affected someone else’s lives. Of course, sometimes it’s for showoffs to trumpet their conquests.”

Anna stared into the intriguing silver eyes of this man. She thought she saw a glimmer of ruby there and drew back from him. At arm’s length, they looked more normal, and Anna attributed the ruby glimmer to reflection from the bar.

“Did those things actually happen?” She asked the silver-eyed man, unable to stop the horrified fascination that the declarations sparked.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and held his hands up. “Ah, that’s the mystery, is it not?”

Anna nodded slightly, guessing that he wouldn’t tell her any more. She looked along the bar counter hoping to catch Ethan’s eye.

The man beside her was close again. “Let me get you a drink. What will it be?”

Anna decided that might be the way to have Ethan nearer if he came to serve the man.

“Thank you, that’s kind of you. I’d love a martini. My name’s Anna—Anna Prideaux.”

He smiled. “Remy Dubois—very pleased to meet you.”

Before she had a chance to think about it, he’d taken her hand, and kissed her palm.

A shock of pleasure ran along her wrist and up her arm. Worried by the strong reaction she pulled her hand away, although she couldn’t take her eyes from Remy’s handsome face.

Ethan’s voice cut through her daze and she cringed at his having found her mesmerized by Remy’s silver gaze.

“Hi, Remy, what can I get you?”

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