Saturday, 14 December 2013

2nd Sexy Book for Christmas Blood by Maxi Shelton

Christmas Blood


Maxi Shelton

Now only 77p or $1.24 from Amazon

Sexy Teaser No 2

Tuhin awoke before Daisy as he expected he would but he didn’t even try to move.  She was still wrapped up in his arms, with her sweet bottom snuggled into him. 
He lay there quite content as Daisy slept on.  After a while, he felt her move in his arms before she snuggled deeper into his embrace.  His length nestled between her cheeks, and they both moaned in pleasure.
Slowly and carefully, he started kissing along the side of her neck, the need to sink his teeth into her while buried deep inside her was overpowering.  But he wasn’t going to claim her like this.  She was going to be up to full health and they needed to be able to have sex without blood. 
He just wanted to prove to himself that what he felt right now was real and not blood induced.
Daisy moaned.
Ooh, how warm and safe she felt.  There was something more to Tuhin than just attraction, but she just hadn’t worked it out yet.
She could feel his hard length nudging her bottom from behind, as his soft lips tenderly kissed along her neck.  Daisy rubbed her bottom against him as she felt just the hint of his sharp teeth glide along her skin. 
She wanted him to sink his teeth inside her while taking her from behind.
Daisy suddenly felt herself being flipped over onto her back as Tuhin moved over him. 
His dark eyes were almost black, but something inside her didn’t fear this, in fact, she became even more aroused by it.
They looked into each other’s eyes for a few moments before Tuhin slowly lowered his head to hers, and then carefully kissed her mouth.  But Daisy didn’t want careful, she wanted hard and wild, so she lifted up her head to claim his mouth fully. 

We've all heard of the party that goes wrong. . . 
What happens when you wake up as the creature nightmares are made of?

Alone, weak, afraid…
Unable to feed yourself… with an uncontrollable hunger

Wednesday, 4 December 2013

Christmas Blood by Maxi Shelton - Sexy Teaser

Christmas Blood
Maxi Shelton

Now only 77p or $1.24 from Amazon

Sexy Teaser

It was now the sixth night since Tuhin had reluctantly rescued the female and he still refused to acknowledge she was his mate, despite all the signs, such as having the best sleep he thought he’d ever had, even with his real mate.
He’d just run a sharp nail down his arm when the female suddenly moved, and grabbed his arm then rammed it into her mouth.  For the first time, he even felt her little kitten teeth bite into his already open wound. 
The shock and pleasure from it made him groan and nearly spill his seed in his trousers.
She made the most delicious moaning noises, and then leaped up from her laying position until she was poised over him.  He noticed how clear her skin looked, all fresh and creamy white. 
Tuhin moved back on the bed allowing her better access, as she parted her legs and straddled him.  Without even thinking, he made a small slice in his neck, which drew her attention from his arm.  Her warm blue eyes looked into his own before she latched onto his neck. 
As the female milked his neck, she rubbed herself against him. 
With every essence in his body, he wanted to pull down his zipper, tear off her undergarments and sink into her warm, honey centre.  But he didn’t, or couldn’t, he knew that would be a bad move, there was no way on earth he was going to complete the mating ritual with this woman and spoil the image of his real beloved mate.

Monday, 30 September 2013

Exciting New Release, The Jewel of Darkness by J. Annas Walker.

New Release 


J. Annas Walker

The Jewel of Darkness

Brandon Thorpe and Sabrina Rivers-Thorpe have enjoyed six months of wedded bliss, but Sabrina’s been keeping a secret. Her transformation into a vampire created a magical disturbance in the Underworld. Now, Death is coming for what’s his.
But is Death the only thing stalking Sabrina? Brandon and Hadrian, Sabrina’s father, bring in Delilah, a demon, to act as detective and magical keeper. But Sabrina’s bloodlines are unique, and magic responds to her in unpredictable ways. Has Brandon’s efforts to keep her safe just made her a bigger, more valuable target? Is she even a vampire at all?
To what depths will Sabrina have to go to satisfy Death’s demands? Can she do it using her own powers? Can Brandon find a way to keep the Underworld from claiming Sabrina for its own? Can they even survive, if he doesn’t? What if Death isn’t the only one looking to do her harm? In the darkness, can a single jewel save them all?

Sabrina turned her face up to the hot spray. It felt good to push the water through her long, black hair. When finished, she gave the knobs a firm twist and reached out for the towel. The soft pile of fluffy fabric drank up the droplets as she stepped out of the shower. She used it as a wrap, tucking the edge in at the front to hold it up over her breasts. A second towel found its way around her head, twisted about her hair.
She padded over to the sink. Steam fogged the mirror over the marble vanity, allowing her to see an outline but no details. She started to wipe the surface clear but thought better of it. Instead she grabbed her toothbrush and the paste.
A quick dip through the trickle of water left on in the sink wet the brush enough to use. The mint-flavored gel foamed quickly. Sabrina made sure to carefully work the bristles around her fangs.
She pulled the towel from her hair and dropped it on the floor. Tilting her head to the side, she placed her lips under the faucet to pull water into her mouth. She rinsed out the paste twice and turned off the tap.
Before she could stand up, a hand reached through the mirror, grabbing a fistful of her hair. Sabrina screamed and braced herself against the sink. The hand tried to drag her through the rippling, silvered surface of the mirror.
A low voice growled, “You will be mine.”
“No! Brandon, help me!” Sabrina screamed.
Two strong hands squeezed her shoulders and shook her hard. That was not right. He needed to pull her to safety, not shake her up and down.
“Sabrina! Sabrina, wake up! Come on honey, wake up,” he said.
Brandon’s voice broke through her terror. She opened her eyes to see the serious look he wore. Tears slid down the sides of her face. She glanced around the room to make sure of her surroundings.
“It was just a dream. You’re safe at home and with me,” he cooed gently.
He rolled to one side and took her with him, cuddling her like a frightened child. Kissing her forehead, he took an edge of the sheet and wiped away her tears. Strong arms encircled her like a cage, pressing the side of her head to his chest.
Sabrina listened for a heartbeat, but only silence filled the space. She sniffed back a sob and closed her eyes. Inhaling deeply, she took in his honey-amber scent and relaxed. The fear subsided as she found comfort in her husband’s embrace.
A knock on the door interrupted the peace Brandon brought her. From the weight of the rap, she knew it was her father. He joined them for breakfast most evenings. Tonight, he came early.
“Is everything okay? Those had better be screams of pleasure I heard,” Hadrian said through the closed door. There was a hint of jest to his tone, but Sabrina felt certain there was also a thinly veiled threat.
Before he chose to become a vampire, Hadrian ruled the known world as a Roman emperor. For him, old habits did not die hard. They never died at all.
“Yes, sir,” Brandon called back. He nuzzled Sabrina’s cheek and kissed her again. “Do you want to tell me about it?”
“It was so real. My scalp is still prickling from where the hand had my hair,” she replied.
“What were you doing this time?”
“Brushing my teeth. I leaned in to rinse, and someone grabbed me. I didn’t see anything but a wrist. The mirror steamed up. I screamed for you, and then, I woke up,” she answered, fighting back more tears.
She pulled herself free and sat up. In the dresser’s mirror, she saw pink streaks on her face. Her hair tumbled around her, covering her naked breasts.
Sabrina asked, “Will it ever end?” She spoke more to her mirror self but said the thought aloud.
Brandon sat up with her, placing one arm around her. The other hand rested on her nearest shoulder. He rested his forehead against the side of her head.
“You’ve been through a lot. It’s only been six months. Give it some time,” he whispered.
“Time,” she said. “I have plenty of that now, don’t I?”
She pushed him back on the bed and straddled him. His bare flesh felt good between her thighs. Lifting her arms to stretch, she brushed her hair back from her body, revealing her breasts. The feel of the thick, blue-black curls brushing her nipples caused them to tighten.
Brandon grinned, flashing his fangs. “Oh, if your father wasn’t waiting, what wouldn’t I like to do to you right now?” He traced his fingers along the tops of her thighs to her waist. Palming her hips, he pressed her against his hardening dick.
Sabrina giggled.
Hadrian’s gruff, impatient voice called back through the closed door, “Well, he is waiting, and he doesn’t want to know the answer to that question.”
Sabrina covered her mouth with both hands to suppress another giggle. If it had been possible, she might have blushed. She only met her father six months ago. Although married, she still became embarrassed at the thought of his hearing her and Brandon.
Brandon pulled her hands free. “Don’t hide those beautiful fangs. We’re at home and can do anything we want to with each other. There’s nothing shameful in a man wanting his wife.”
“You’re right, but I suppose we should get dressed. Let’s go eat,” she agreed.
She bounded out of bed, scooping up her robe off the floor as she did. She glanced back to find Brandon leaned against the headboard. Staring for a moment, she took in the sight and thought how lucky she was to have him.
His dark brown eyes looked at her appraisingly. A wide smile spread across his face. The tip of his tongue toyed with his fang points. Thickly corded arms folded behind his head made him seem casual and laid-back. Broad shoulders and a sculpted chest tapered down to washboard abs and a narrow waist. A sheet of white silk hid everything else.
Her nipples hardened into peaks just seeing him, knowing he belonged to her. She bit at her bottom lip and dropped the robe. She wanted to climb back onto the bed and stay there with him for the rest of the night.

Brandon stared down at her. A range of expression flicked across his face. Anger, desire, curiosity, need, pain, and joy mingled to create a stern face fighting to maintain self-control.
The primal instinct cried out to be taken. She ran her hands up her body and over her breasts. Giving her nipples a light roll between her thumb and forefinger, she arched her back and gave a soft groan. Allowing her hands to drift back down, she rubbed across her flat stomach and back up to her breasts.
“Please,” she whispered. Inside the whisper screamed. The scream reverberated throughout her body. She thought she might be torn apart by passion.
Brandon’s mixed emotions seemed to dissipate with her plea. Lust filled his eyes. He stripped off the white tee and dropped to his knees beside the bed.
The power within pulsed through her, sending a surge of need. She parted her thighs, inviting him between them. A trickle of nectar dripped out as she did. The scent of adrenaline and sex perfumed the air. Cupping her breast again, she closed her eyes.
“Please, Brandon, put your hands on my body. Touch me. Taste me. Finger me. Fuck me. I don’t care what you do, as long as you do it now,” Sabrina begged.
Without warning, Brandon plunged forward. His wet tongue ran the length of her slit, lapping the cream from her soft folds. He sucked and rolled her clit under his tongue. Fangs pressed hard against the surrounding flesh. If he broke the skin, she paid no attention.
The primal power roared with triumph in her head like a lioness. Uninhibited and unforced, it showed Sabrina what lay buried deep in her soul, a goddess who held both light and dark magic. She craved his worship, his sex.
This man worshiped her body. His love for her laid bare and raw in her thoughts. There was nothing he would not do for her, nothing too precious to give. At a command, his life force was hers for the taking. With the knowledge came a heady high.
Brandon’s aura became visible for a brief moment. Shades of purple and black flecked with gray burned bright. The more she desired him, the more the shades tried to shift to red and flecked with copper. The colors shifted, fluctuated, and faded from her sight. For whatever reason, she lost the ability to see his aura.
She enjoyed his licking and sucking of her soft flesh. The flick of his tongue along her pussy brought her close to the edge of an orgasm. He slipped a finger into her slick tunnel and applied pressure in just the right spot. A flood of juices flowed, until she could hear him slurping to keep up. Grabbing her breasts and pinching her nipples, she nearly cried out as he fingered her off.
Brandon pulled back, gasping. He unbuttoned his pants and pushed them past his hips. He gripped his stiff cock and gave it a few strokes. Pulling her to the edge of the bed, he placed the tip of his cock against her opening. Then, he paused. His expression shifted from wild abandon to determined and collected.
“If you want it, you’re going to have to ask for it,” he told her. He looked down on her with a smoldering heat. His jaw worked like it did when he fought to maintain his self-control.
The obvious internal struggle made her want him more. “Give it to me,” she whispered. It was as loud as she could manage. The lioness in her head growled and paced to be satisfied.
His aura flickered back into her view. She noticed his aura shifted back to the shades of purple and black. The coppery flecks and red evaporated. Whatever magical influence she possessed waned. The lioness quieted down as it did. Unhappy, the primal power waited, but it left Sabrina desperate for Brandon.
“You can do better than that,” he said, teasing her pussy with the mushroom-shaped head and pulling it back out.
She cleared her throat, slowed her breathing, and tried again. “Please, be inside me,” she pleaded. She meant every syllable. The lioness needed more than fingers and tongues provided. She needed sex.

Thursday, 11 July 2013

Guest Author Blog - Introducing J. Annas Walker - Romance Author

Guest Author Blog - Introducing

J. Annas Walker - Romance Author 

The Lost Alchemist
Midnight's Jewel
Scion's Freedom
Scion's Avalon
Water's Lover 
J. Annas Walker

1. So tell me, what is the one thing, you have to do or be perfect before you can even sit down to write?

My work space needs to be quite. I can listen to music before or after my writing, but I want to hear all the voices in my head without distractions.

2. When you are in the house alone and no-one is watching . . . what is the one naughty treat, you would reach for?

I go out of my way not to have naughty treats in the house.  Besides, I have two teenage boys.  There’s never any food in the cupboards anyway.

3. Where is your favourite place to read?

Anywhere there is light works for me.  I take a book with me everywhere I go.

4. Tell me one funny little trait you have, no matter how small or silly you feel it is?

I tug on my earlobes when I’m upset or annoyed.

5. What were you, before you became an author, and do you still do that too?

I worked in transportation engineering as a road and highway design engineer.  I loved my job but was laid off a number of years ago. I’ve been writing ever since.

6. What interesting or unusual hobbies do you have or like?  

I love to cross-stitch, crochet, knit, sew, and embroider.

7. What would be your favourite meal?

I do have a dish, I love above all others and use as a treat for myself, North Carolina-style barbeque.  Now, for those of you not from NC, barbeque is a dish, not an activity we do with a grill.  Slow roasted, wood-fired, chopped, seasoned pork served with red or white coleslaw, fries or baked beans, and hushpuppies can’t be beat.  And don’t forget the Carolina-style vinegar-based sauce!  Peach cobbler or banana pudding is almost always on the menu for dessert.  Pair that up with a sweet, iced tea or a cold Pepsi and you have a match made in heaven!

8. We all have our own party piece of music, whether it’s only sang at home or when out partying . . . what is yours?

Super Massive Black Hole by Muse

9. What music do you have on, in the car?

I have a thing for old cars and mine doesn’t have a CD player or a means to use an mp3/iPod.  I can’t bear the thought of ruining the original dash to upgrade the system.  So, I listen to the radio.  *gasp*

10. When you are working, what music do you like listening to?

I love having music to clean the house to and often choose bands like Blue October, Linkin Park, Evanescence, Hollywood Undead, Muse, or The Gorillaz.

11. And finally when you were younger, what did you imagine you’d be doing for a job when you grew up . . . truth please?

I wanted to be an Egyptologist or some other form of archaeologist.  I realized, once I was older, that the pay was low and the jobs scarce.  I switched to engineering. 

Thank you J. Annas, it was intersting to get to know you, Egytologist wow, now that would have been a amazing job and adventure!  We both appear to have simple hobbies and I do love the sound of your North Carolina-Style barbegue.  
Good luck with all your books.

Maxi xxx

The Lost Alchemist
Midnight's Jewel
Scion's Freedom
Scion's Avalon
Water's Lover 
J. Annas Walker

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