Friday, September 30, 2016

Crosswind Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway!

Crosswind
The Flyboy Trilogy
Book Three
G.L. Ross

Genre: Contemporary Romance/Military Romance

Date of Publication: October 11, 2016

Number of pages: 344
Word Count: 80, 500

Cover Artist: James at GoOnWrite.com

Book Description:

Lisa’s memory has returned along with her burning desire for insanely hot Captain Lance Miller. Passion soars when the two unite.

Lance is thrilled his goddess finally remembers him, but which Lisa is coming home with him? In some ways he is eager for the return of his original, sweet, loving Lisa, but he also adores his new and improved, sexy, opinionated, wild tiger.

They are settling into their smooth sailing, happily reacquainted life when Lance’s flyboys are called to Afghanistan. This disruption is nothing compared to the turbulent arrival of Lance’s long lost half-brother, fighter pilot Derek Fuller. Derek’s arrival may cause Lisa’s path to be completely rerouted.


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"Burning Desire" named to the RomCon 8+ list



Crosswind is the conclusion the of the Flyboy Trilogy

Turbulent Passion Release Date 11/20/2013
Burning Desire Release Date 09/16/2014
Crosswind Release Date 10/11/2016

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Excerpt

Derek erupts from the water shaking his head, tossing water everywhere. My jaw drops to my chest. “Man, the water’s awesome. You should join me, Goddess. It’s great. You probably need to cool off, too.” He smiles. “You’re turning kind of red.” Then he winks. Winks? Does he know I’ve been drooling over every hard inch of him? Please tell me he can’t read my thoughts. Crap, I can’t ever take off my shades or he’ll know everything from my dilating, bugging eyes.
“Did you call me Goddess?” I frown.
“Yep,” he says, climbing on top of a full length float. Put that body back under the water.
Really, Lisa, do you really want it hidden from your view? Be honest.
“Isn’t that what Lance calls you?”
“Yes, but that’s his nickname for me, not something anyone else uses.”
“Why not? Does it offend you, Lisa, Goddess Divine?” He smirks, with a twinkle in his eye, before sliding on his aviator sun glasses, hiding his baby blues from my view.
“Goddess Divine definitely offends me, smart ass,” I sass.
He laughs. “Smart ass? Love it.” His hand scoops water and splashes it across the length of his firm frame.
“You would,” I say, rolling my eyes. “You, flyboys, all have huge egos.”
“Flyboys. Hmm, well, we definitely have huge somethings.” He smiles. “I can’t see your eyes, but from the arch of your brow above your glasses, you’re rolling your eyes at me.”
“You don’t miss a trick. Do you?” I sass, while misting my body with suntan oil.
His voice lowers and grows thick with desire, “Not when it comes to you, Goddess Divine.”
Okay, seriously, I think he’s hitting on me. If I could see his eyes I would know…for sure.
Unable to find the right words, I watch him paddle his float to the edge of the pool, grab his tanning oil, and oh dear me rub oil across his chest, to his abs, and down his sexy path of happiness, which OMG is bulging. His glasses slide slowly down the bridge of his nose where I find piercing blue eyes devouring my breasts. Unconsciously, my hand runs across my perspiring chest. His eyes grow darker and larger, along with other delectable areas of his body. I move my hands to my stomach and I’ll be damned his eyes follow them. His intense gaze moves further south until my right knee unwittingly drops open revealing the wet spot on my swimsuit bottom. His tongue slowly licks across the entire length of his bottom lip. I quickly reach for my iced tea. Cool off, Lisa! My chest heaves. My breath catches. My crotch aches. I reposition my thrusting hips. Derek reaches inside his trunks, never removing his eyes from my thighs, and resituates his now full length hard on. Brother dear is a whole lot of trouble—T-R-O-U-B-L-E—and needs to return to San Antonio and maybe even the Middle East…soon! In fact, now!



About the Author:

G.L. Ross is a proud, sixth generation, native Texan. As a true Southern Belle, G.L. has always dreamt of the “happily ever after,” the prince riding in on the white horse sweeping her off her feet. She hasn’t found “Prince Charming” – yet (always an optimist) – but finds him every time she writes about her characters’ “happily ever after” endings.

Her motto in life is to “always find the good” in every person and situation. Whether through laughter, prayer, music, or a glass of wine or vodka, G.L. finds the good in life and shares her sense of humor, love, and adventure in her stories. Each book will inspire you to stand strong in faith and believe in second chances. Take flight with Lance & Lisa in Turbulent Passion, Burning Desire, and Crosswind (The Flyboy Trilogy). After twenty-seven years as a Flight Attendant, G.L. has incredible and often humorous insight into the aviation industry. She shares many of these stories in the Flyboy Trilogy. Plus, you must meet hunky rancher, Graham Gaskin, in A Rose Has Thorns…he is hot! Fall in love with Rachel and Brooks in The Strength of Love, an Inspirational Romance and recipient of the Reader’s Favorite 5 Star Seal.

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Burned By Fire Blitz, Excerpt & Giveaway!


Burned by Fire
Danielle Annett
(Blood & Magic #3)
Publication date: September 30th 2016
Genres: New Adult, Urban Fantasy


Aria’s pyrokinetic ability has always been hard to control, and being pulled in so many directions, isn’t making it any easier. Now she has to help Inarus, a foe turned friend who is being targeted by the Human Alliance Corporation—the very organization he once worked for.

But the HAC has more than just Inarus in their sights. Aria finds herself going deep into enemy territory to save a witchling child with never before seen powers, that the HAC has kidnapped to further their own ends.

Aria has been hired to save a child once before, and she failed. That failure has haunted her even to this day and she won’t let herself fail again. With the HAC closing in, and complications between herself and the Pack rising, Aria has no choice but to succeed. A child’s life is on the line and Aria will risk everything to save that life.



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EXCERPT

I trudged up the stairs to my apartment and wiped wet tendrils from my face. Water sloshed in my boots, a reminder of today’s most recent adventure. I’d had the pleasure of bodyguard duty for a water nymph, which was no easy task given that, in her eyes, I was a glorified babysitter, and we happened to be staying in a cabin that was mere feet from the Spokane River. It was the middle of January, and I’d taken the polar bear plunge more than once today. I was chilled to the bone, wet, hungry, and I sorely needed a good cup of coffee, or three.
Only one more flight of stairs to go. I could already taste the coffee on my tongue and feel the hot spray of a warm shower against my skin.
As my apartment door came into view, the hairs on the back of my neck rose and my body went on high alert. Something was off, and dammit, wasn’t that just my luck. I stood in the hall, a chilling breeze whipping my wet hair around my face from the open balcony doors and stinging my cheeks. Shit, it was cold.
I narrowed my gaze. Why were the balcony doors open in the middle of winter? It was like a blizzard out there. I stepped closer toward the balcony, intending to shut the doors, when a splash of red to my left caught my attention instead. There was blood on the doorknob leading into my apartment. This couldn’t be good.
I took a deep breath and debated just turning around. I was too tired to deal with anything else today. Was it too much to ask for some dry clothes and a hot cup of coffee? For chrissakes, I’d take a cold cup of coffee at this point. Then again, it was my apartment, and with my luck, there would be a dead body inside and I’d be framed for the murder. Why couldn’t stuff like this happen at a decent time of day when I was fully rested?
I pressed my ear against the door. Well, really it was more like I slumped against the door, but the result was the same. I listened for any signs of movement. The wooden door was cool against my cheek. Silence greeted me. Hmm, maybe there really is a dead body, I mused with a sick sense of morbid curiosity.


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Author Bio:
Danielle Annett is a reader, writer, photographer, and the blogger behind Coffee and Characters. Born in the SF Bay area, she now resides in Spokane, WA, the primary location for her Blood & Magic series.
Addicted to coffee at an early age, she spends her restless nights putting pen to paper as she tries to get all of the stories out of her head before the dogs wake up the rest of the house and vye for her attention. 

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Thursday, September 29, 2016

Secret Destiny Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway!

Secret Destiny
Sins of Odyssey Series
Book One
Kathy Kulig

Genre: Sexy Contemporary Romance

Publisher: Burnt Stilettos Press

Date of Publication: September 12, 2016

Number of pages: 134
Word Count: 30,000

Cover Artist: Seneca Featherstone

Tagline: Desperate for a way out. An indecent proposal is exactly what she needs. But can two lovers survive the consequences?

Book Description:

On the verge of financial disaster, Destiny Noir accepts an indecent, but arousing proposal, at Dark Odyssey. The hedonistic club in a mansion along the South Florida coast caters to the rich and powerful, providing private and sexy entertainment to satisfy their clients’ sinful requests. Performing kinky sex shows at private parties should be easy for two lovers, and Darius Logan is her willing partner. The risk to her professional reputation is high, but the money and scorching sex is too good to refuse. This club is just what the couple is looking for. But there are always consequences, especially when their fun and well-paying side job spins out of control.

Amazed by how uninhibited she can be, Destiny is driven by a sensual need aroused by her audience. But when clients begin demanding special favors—slave services on a billionaire’s yacht, then a public ménage at a CEO’s cocktail party, Destiny realizes their arrangement might be too good to be true. When passion becomes an obsession, and a billionaire’s demands get out of control, secrets are revealed and threaten to destroy her—and them—forever. Secret Destiny is book one in a sexy new contemporary romance series Sins of Odyssey. Coming soon: Secret Escort and Secret Sins.

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Excerpt

Darius finished his beer and she cast him a glance as he walked toward the exit. Her body surged with hunger. How did that man drive her to such lust? She’d never wanted anyone as much as him. As much as they were sexually compatible, she didn’t know if anything long-term would be in the cards. Other priorities, obligations and career goals got in the way. They had fun times, reckless and amazing sex, a satisfying but frustrating relationship, but not always dependable. She wanted dependable, wanted a future, a family. That lingering pain stabbed at her heart at the loss of her parents. They died too young. Would her life meet the same fate? She must be foolish to think she could have a future with Darius.
She finished her dance and made another round for tips, then told the bartender, Grace, the boss’s wife, she was taking a quick break. She said she needed air and had another outfit in her car.
“Need an escort?” Grace asked. The fortyish brunette wore a bustier and jean skirt tonight and was as attractive as most of the strippers that worked the club. The woman was a lot nicer than her husband.
“No, I’m fine.” She rushed into the ladies’ locker room, where she stripped and slipped into an oversized tee shirt, no underwear or bra, grabbed her keys and ran out the door. She noticed her boss in his office. Thank God.
Hobbling across the gravel parking lot, she cursed herself for not taking the heels off and putting on her sneakers. Darius had parked his pickup camper at the far end of the parking lot. Good for privacy, not good for walking in heels. She wanted to feel his warm skin against hers right now. But ten minutes. What could they do in ten minutes? When she got to his truck, he opened the door and lifted her inside.
The hunger in his eyes was the Darius she knew. Every woman should have an awesome lover like Darius at least once in her life. A man who could pleasure her like no other, but whom she knew would probably never be her husband. And she was fine with that most of the time. Darius was there when she needed him, but commitment didn’t interest him. He’d helped her find a decent used car when her last one died, stood by her during her dad’s funeral arrangements and had taken care of her when she had the flu last year. More than that, he’d cleaned her house, done her laundry and rented DVDs for her to watch while she was sick. After each time he’d helped her, he’d go out of town for the next job and she wouldn’t see him for weeks. That was Darius. “Darius, I only have—”
“Ten minutes. I know.” He yanked her tee shirt over her head. “Don’t talk, listen and let me have you. I’ll watch the time.”


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About the Author:

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Kathy Kulig is known for her sexy contemporary and paranormal romances that are passionate, intense and riveting. These emotionally-charged stories are full of heart and always have a happy ending. She began her writing career in journalism, publishing articles in magazines and newspapers. Kathy has been featured or quoted in the Chicago Tribune, Writer's Digest, Romantic Times Magazine, USA Today HEA, Bustle Magazine, Florida Weekly, and appeared on several radio shows. She has spoken at national and local conferences, writer's groups and libraries.

When she's not writing, she loves to work out, travel, read good books, watch movies and have dinners out with her darling husband. She lives in Pennsylvania in a 100 year-old Victorian house with a garage built out of reject tombstones.

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Falling For You Series Blitz, Excerpt & Giveaway!


Because You Want Me
Ava Claire
(Falling For You, #1)
Genres: Erotica, Romance


Penny Robertson just wanted to get through the events leading to her sister’s wedding with as little drama as possible. Smile until it hurt, avoid questions about her lack of someone special, then put it all in the rearview.

She wasn’t counting on traipsing to The Red Door Club–or meeting the drop-your-panties sexy businessman, Xander Wade. Xander has a proposition for her: if she agrees to pretend she’s his girlfriend for a month, he’ll go with her to the wedding…and pay her twenty thousand dollars.

It seems like easy money; a business arrangement that benefits them both, but she wasn’t counting on falling for him.

Xander Wade works hard and plays even harder. CEO of a cutthroat investment firm, his philosophy on romance is no strings attached.

When his ailing father threatens to boot him from the company if he doesn’t settle down, Xander makes a choice to play the game. He’ll pretend he’s the marrying type for a month, then go back to the jet set life. No complications. No love.

He wasn’t betting on Penny. A month seemed like a breeze before her. Now, a month isn’t long enough…

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SNEAK PEEK

And those lips—the gloss was all but gone and I could make out the contours of her mouth. A mouth made for kissing.
She made a face at me before she turned away, trying to get the bartender’s attention. “My mother always said it was impolite to stare.”
“She should know better than anyone how impossible it is to not stare at you. You’re beautiful, Penny.”
The look she gave me was so incredulous that it made my fingers twitch into a fist, ready to take on whatever demons had convinced her to take compliments with a grain of salt.
-From Because You Want Me (Falling For You, Book One)

Author Bio: 
Ava Claire is a sucker for Alpha males and happily ever afters. When not putting pen to paper or glued to her Kindle, Ava likes road tripping, watching an unhealthy amount of Netflix, karaoke and vintage fashion. 




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Wednesday, September 28, 2016

Bad Girls Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway!

Bad Girls
Vanessa Liebe

Genre: Erotic Romance

Publisher: Blushing Books

Date of Publication: 15th Sep 2016

Book Description:

A cat burgler. A petty cash thief. A desperate housewife. A nosy cat sitter. A reckless basejumper. What could these five women have in common? They are all Bad Girls.

When Gemma climbs into the first apartment on her list to burgle, she is distracted by something more enticing than money and jewels. A moment's hesitation, and she ends up paying for her crime in a most unexpected fashion.

All Shannah wants is a new pair of shoes. They are a bargain, but still not within her means. She finds a way to pay for them, but ends up with far more than she bargains for. Are they really worth the price she must pay?

Melissa is frustrated with her husband away on business all the time. She takes desperate action in order to prompt a response from him, but she may have gone too far. She gets a response alright and things become hotter than she thought they could. Does this naughty housewife manage to save her marriage, or not?

While cat sitting, Jess can't resist the urge to get comfortable. She makes herself at home and in the process crosses some boundaries that her 'host' is far from happy about. Fortunately, she also finds the means to her own—end.

Olivia, The Cat, Davis thrives on the danger and the thrill of jumping off of buildings. The taller the better. As she attempts her ultimate jump, she is met with a stern warning that she has chosen the wrong building this time. If she survives the fall, will she survive the aftermath?

In pursuit of their selfish dreams, each one of these wildly beautiful, but very naughty girls comes up against a man who can teach them right from wrong, and that there are consequences to their actions. Consequences they are more than happy to dish up.

Excerpt

Anger rising, Alex followed the wet prints, down the hall, up the stairs and along – he clenched his jaw – to his bedroom! The prints were fresh to show up on the carpet like this and Alex was furious. Not only was someone in his house, abusing his trust by making free with it, but they were showing a total lack of respect for it. The wooden flooring downstairs could be damaged by the wet foot prints. However, he'd worry about that in a moment. Right now he was more concerned with who the hell was leaving water everywhere.

He entered his room to hear the TV on in the bathroom. His fists clenched. Leaving water all over the house, using his bathroom and watching his new TV. Someone was in serious trouble.

Alex quickly glanced around his room to see what else had been used or taken. He noticed the vibrator on the bedside table and growled. Jesus. The person had even rifled through his box of toys in the wardrobe and taken one out ready to play with. Rather absurdly, Alex just couldn't connect that action with his cool blonde neighbor. Zara was nice enough, pretty enough, but she didn't seem the sort who would like anything more than vanilla sex.

Alex's musings were interrupted by the bathroom door opening and a stunning raven haired woman coming out. She was wearing his robe which tipped his anger over the edge. It swamped her, despite her being fairly tall and his fingers itched to rip it off the beautiful stranger. Take his property back.
"Who the hell are you?" he ground out through clenched teeth.

She jumped, gulped and then recovered her poise. She flicked her long hair over a shoulder and looked at him haughtily with a raised brow. "More to the point. Who are you?"

Alex had to admire her brass necked cheek, but it was going to end very badly for her.
"I own this house."
He watched the dawning realization that she was in trouble register in her green eyes. "Oh," she said.
"Oh indeed."

Then she looked at him defiantly. "Well, Mr. Young. I'm Zara's cousin, Jess. She had to go away for two nights. Something came up at work and so she asked me to look after your darling cat for you."

Alex's gaze raked her form. "And you decided to move in and make free with my bathroom, did you?"

She smirked. "Actually I used your kitchen to cook myself dinner, I frolicked naked in your hot tub, while drinking your wine and then I made free with your bathroom."

Alex's eyes narrowed. She was unbelievable. Totally unrepentant about what she'd done.

He watched as she sauntered over to wear he stood.

"If you'll just move, I'll be out of your hair," she said looking up at him. "And I'll return the robe tomorrow." She made to reach for the door handle, giving him an expectant look. But Alex didn't budge.

Instead he reached for the belt on the robe and tugged it loose. "On the contrary, Jess. I want my robe back and you're not going anywhere."

             
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About the Author:
Vanessa Liebe is the author of fun, sexy erotic romance and erotica, both contemporary and historical. She mostly writes in the Fantasy and Paranormal categories as she likes a man with bite. Vanessa is married with three children and resides in Hampshire, South East England. When not house training her children, reading or writing, she likes to sit in the garden with a glass of rose wine.





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Exchange of Power Blitz, Excerpt & Giveaway!


Exchange of Power
Andrea Bills
Publication date: August 10th 2016
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense


Hannah Mackenzie is married to the love of her life Nick, and they’re beginning to think of starting of a family when that dream comes to a tragic end with the sudden death of her husband. Just when Hannah believes her grief will consume her, she finds her beloved basset hound Presley and her under attack at their home. When she calls in for help from her and Nick’s lifelong best friend Austin he comes over immediately.

Austin brings with him a truth that betrays everything Hannah ever believed and a very sexy bodyguard Jared Tully. Hannah is dealing with very raw emotions from her past while trying to deal with a very real attraction of the present. When it all comes to blows in ways she never would have dreamed she has to make a decision.

Hannah’s flung into a life she never knew existed along with Jared and Austin while they battle an unknown evil that’s targeting her. When they discover the truth they realize the stakes are high and very dangerous.

This is the first in the Power Series and sets the making for a new series that will be sure to keep you on the edge of your seat.



EXCERPT

He turned when he felt her eyes on him, “Like what you see?”
She felt herself blush immediately even though embarrassment was a little late at this point between them.
“I’m allowed to look.” She made her way over to him trying to look coy. She ran her fingers up his arm,” and touch.”
Jared grabbed her and pulled her over to straddle him.
“You’re allowed to do whatever the hell you please.” He sealed the statement with a kiss. When he finally pulled away Hannah was completely breathless. She started to take what there was of his workout shirt off of him when his phone rang. “Screw ‘em. I’ll call whoever it is back.”
“Oh good.” Hannah giggled as he started undressing her. They lips never left each other’s which made the process a little more complicated by fun.
Jared started to plant kisses down her neck as his hands roamed her legs and hips. Just as he was about to take her nipple in his mouth the phone rang again. Jared growled as he laid his head between her breasts.
Hannah held his head there as she let out a frustrated breath, whoever it was wasn’t going to wait. Jared kissed her one last time before he got up to reach his phone. Hannah started to reach for her clothes, but Jared threw a blanket at her.
“This isn’t over I’m going to get rid of them and then finish what we started.” He winked at her as he answered his phone.

Author Bio:
Andrea spends her time while she's not dreaming up friends and villains alike chasing after her two kids and husband at their home in rural West Virginia.
Her guilty pleasure once the kids are asleep is to read. She reads everything she can get her hands on and then she reads it over and over and over again. Her all time favorite book is secretly tucked away under her bed looking very war battered from the hundreds of reads.
The Power Series is her breakthrough series as an indie author. She attributes her writing skills to her overactive imagination, and her husbands wacky dreams.


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Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Damned if He Does Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway!

Damned If He Does
Marcella Burnard

Genre: Light Paranormal

Date of Publication: 7/19/2016

ISBN: 978-0-9977244-0-0
ASIN: B01HR5R2DI

Number of pages: 333
Word Count: 98k

Cover Artist: Danielle Fine

Book Description:

Rejected by heaven, twisted by hell, what’s a damned dead man to do when he stumbles upon a life and love worth fighting for?

Though damned for his earthly sins, Darsorin Incarri likes being an incubus. Prowling women’s dreams to siphon off their sexual energy for Satan's consumption has its perks: an array of infernal power and a modicum of freedom. Sure, Ole Scratch holds Dar’s soul in thrall, and Dar has to spend a few hours recharging in Hell every day, but it could be much worse. All he has to do is hold up his end of his damnation contract – five women seduced, satisfied and siphoned per night for eternity. So when he encounters gorgeous, bright, and funny Fiona Renee, it’s business as usual. Deploy the infernal charm and rack up another score. Except it doesn’t work. She’s immune. He has to find out what’s gone wrong or face Lucifer's wrath.

Fiona Renee has the life she’d always wanted: a career, a home, a cat with a bad attitude, and peace. Fiona’s dated. Had boyfriends. And hated every minute of it. She’s reconciled to being lonely. So when a man shows up in her bedroom in the middle of the night demanding to know why her dreams turn to nightmares every time he tries to seduce her from within them, Fiona winds up negotiating a contract with a demon that allows him access to her life. She never anticipated that it would also give him access to her heart. If she's going to fall in love at all, something she never thought would happen, shouldn’t it be with someone who’s alive? If Fiona wants to hang on to Darsorin, she has to find his true name—the one he’d been given at his birth over a thousand years ago. But Satan, himself, stands in her way. Even if Fiona can dodge Lucifer, she and Darsorin have to face the question neither of them can answer: What happens to a dead man if you manage to wrest his soul from the Devil?

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Excerpt

The problem with being damned was that no one would meet your eye.
Darsorin Incarri squared his shoulders and glanced into the faces of the people passing him on the sidewalk. They'd look one another in the eye. Smile. Say, 'good morning.' But for someone whose soul had been claimed by the Devil? Nothing.
People would try. There’d be a split second of eye contact, then, as if the varied torments of Hell were somehow reflected in his eyes, their gazes would run away. Every time.
Shivering in the May sunshine, he shoved his clenched fists into the pockets of his black leather jacket. A single crumb of human warmth that wasn't infernally compelled,surely that shouldn’t be too much to ask. Even for a damned soul.
He pushed through the door of a tiny drug store around the corner from his office and trudged to the pharmacy in the back.
“May I help you?” The pharmacist wore her strawberry blonde hair pulled into a swinging ponytail. Her name tag said ‘Fiona.’Glasses, thick jade frames and barely-there lenses, heightened the olive of her eyes and magnified the smoky eyeliner and shadow she wore. Lush, full lips, painted clear pink smiled at him.
She met his gaze firmly.
No flinching.
No hint of nervous energy.
He pulled in a slow breath. The woman of his dreams–dreams he didn’t know he had, because Hell has a way of grinding those right out of a damned soul–and here he was picking up itch cream for his boss.
“Prescription for Louis Sieffer.”
She turned away to leaf through the white prescription bags before turning back armed with one of them. “Here we go. Have you used this medication before?”
Her white coat washed out her pale complexion, but the lavender silk collar of her blouse, peeking from beneath the coat, caught his imagination. The silk must be worshipping the curves her abomination of a coat all but eradicated.
He sucked a breath in between clenched teeth as his body hardened.Game on. Another soul to seduce for Ole Scratch.
Without conscious thought, he hit her with sex magic. Marking her. Warning off rivals, and maybe, tipping her off, too, so they could both revel in the anticipation. Lust spiked all around him in the cramped, back corner of the drug store where three other women and one man, thin enough to blow away in a breeze, perched on hard plastic chairs, waiting for their prescriptions. He breathed it in, tasting, confused. None of it seemed to emanate from the young woman he held in his predatory crosshairs. She radiated friendly warmth, not insatiable desire like the rest of the females within ten feet of him–like she should.
He latched onto the desire surging around him. Three women. Three separate threads of want. All for the taking. Their want fed him, spilling into the empty space where his forfeited soul should have been. While he wanted the pharmacist, he’d been presented with a buffet of feminine sexual drive, he sampled the offerings. Longing was heady, addicting stuff. The unfulfilled yearning plunked into the dark well of him, tantalizing him with the sensation that he could be filled up, that he could feel almost human again. Briefly.
He smiled and sucked harder on the women’s dissatisfaction and burgeoning appetite.
“Mr. Sieffer? Sir, have you used this medication before?”the pharmacist repeated, her voice clear and alluring as a shot of the smoothest whiskey.
“For eternity,” he said. Why wasn’t she inarticulate with need?
Her smile fell and she leaned closer, lowering her voice. Captivated, he mirrored her until he could have pretended to lose his balance and have their lips meet over the middle of the counter. He caught the faintest hint of perfume. Rose and jasmine. Hunger he hadn’t experienced in centuries spiked his blood–different from his soul-bound compulsion to service as many women as possible in the name of Hell. This delectable morsel kindled the lecherous nature that had damned him in the first place. He could consume her. His mouth watered. He would.
Drunk with wanting her, he downed another shot of the unrequited desire he’d tapped from the other women.
“Certain STDs can be difficult to control, but this ointment should give you some relief from the pain and itch . . .”
Sympathy, cool, blessed sympathy, smacked him in the face like a dead fish. What she’d said–what she thought–registered. He jerked upright.
“It’s not for me!” he said. “I’m picking this up for a–friend.”
Her pink lips twitched.
Adorable. Kissable. Bitable.
“Believe me,” he said, vitally aware that his voice had dropped just like every ounce of blood in his body had. “This is better than the snake oil and wormwood he’s been using for the past thousand years.”
Oh, that didn’t sound weird. Or like he had a gay lover. He closed his eyes. Smooth, Incubus. Real smooth. What the hell had happened to his ironclad contract that assured he’d always be supernaturally sexy? Every woman’s dream?





About the Author:


Marcella Burnard graduated from Cornish College of the Arts with a degree in acting. She writes science fiction romance for Berkley Sensation. Her first book, Enemy Within won the Romantic Times Reviewer’s Choice award for Best Futuristic of 2010. The second book in the series, Enemy Games, released on May 3, 2011. An erotica novella, Enemy Mine, set in the same world as the novels was released as an e-special edition by Berkley in April 2012. Emissary, a sword and sorcery short story released in the two volume Thunder on the Battlefield Anthology in the second half of 2013. Nightmare Ink, an Urban Fantasy novel from Intermix came out in April of 2014 and the second in that Living Ink series, Bound by Ink, came out in November 2014. Damned If He Does, a light paranormal romance came out in July 2016.

She lives aboard a sailboat in Seattle where she and her husband are outnumbered by cats.



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