Tuesday, July 31, 2018

Authenticity & The Temptress

Authenticity is a bit of a theme for me at the moment. Expressing myself authentically into the outside world.
For many reasons I’m used to adapting to what I think other people want me to be and I’m working on changing this pattern. I wonder how many others will recognize this as I think most of us have been raised that way.
Now let’s make the connection between being authentic and The Temptress.
You can be a Temptress and go about it the masculine way, you know, doing your damndest to be the prettiest, sexiest, best looking, funniest and whatnot. It can even be competitive, and deep down this way of being a Temptress is not truly authentic. It is behaving, dressing, acting in a way that you know the outside world will respond to. It’s like “dress to impress”. There’s a catch, you’re doing it to get something out of it. That could be anything from attention to love to getting sex.
Think about it. How often have you dressed up to please or impress a man or to outdo a girlfriend? Oftentimes we’re not even aware of doing it, but I think most women can say “Guilty as charged!”
The good news is that you can also be a Temptress the feminine way, which is far more appealing, and it will make you feel much better. This translates into wearing what makes you feel good, attractive, sexy, and feminine. And apart from that only dressing up in sexy clothes when you feel like it. Let me emphasize it slightly different for impact: When you feel like it.
When it comes to lingerie that means wearing garments you feel sexy in, not the stuff you know your man wants to see you in but makes you feel uncomfortable. The same goes for the things you do, including between the sheets.
Wouldn’t it be much nicer to please your man when you really feel like it as opposed to doing this because you think you’re supposed to? Pleasing a man when you feel drop-dead gorgeous and sexy is so incredibly hot, both for you and a man.

So ladies, get out of ruts and routines. Stop doing things only because you think they’re expected of you, and start to feel. What do you want? What makes you happy? What makes you feel sexy?
Get in touch with your inner woman, the beauty you are.
Let’s make it juicier. This also means you can -and should- ask a man to please you the way you need it.
In all honesty I think it’s quite safe to say that many men haven’t a clue how to please their woman, even though they do want to, and women tend to not tell them how they need it.
The peculiar thing is that many women don’t even know themselves how they like to be pleased. Think about it, how much of an explorer are you when it comes to self-pleasuring? Many women go about the same routine, focusing on climaxing asap, and that’s how we’ve done ‘it’, sometimes for decades.

Now, since we’re being so open and honest here, I’m going to tell you where I come in concerning all this. I am an author, a painter, and… a coach for women.
My Temptress is a 5-day online course that I am so excited about! In it you’re going to explore your femininity to the core and tap into your sensuality and sexuality.
No, this is not sex-education, no, this is not a course to learn how to play with toys. It doesn’t require you to get involved intimately with someone else either. None of that!
“The Temptress” is about getting in touch with your body on a deeper level, really feeling and experiencing your beautiful feminine, sensual, and sexual side.

It all affects your sacral chakra, the seat of femininity, which is about being able to express yourself authentically, the power of creation, feeling joy, inner safety, spontaneity, relating, sexuality and sensuality.

When you’re more in touch with your inner feminine & your body you feel more ‘whole’ and confident, passionate, have inner peace, feel loved and safe, and able love yourself more. 
As such, it can even help release stress and heaviness from your body and muscles, and you’ll just know, feel, and sense that you are good and totally perfect the way you are.

I want you to get comfortable with your body to the point you feel, sense, know, that you are attractive, beautiful, worthy, and incredibly sensual and sexy!
I want you to find out how you can connect with this part of you and to feel free and totally confident to let this beautiful ‘you’ shine.

Interested? Click on the link, check out the info and sign upThe Temptress Info

Wishing you a sultry August!

Dani Rose
Author & painter & coach for Sparkling Divas

My novel: Free Me, Master! on Amazon, also available on B&N and other bookstores.
Author Website: danirosebooks.wordpress.com/
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Sunday, July 29, 2018

“A story without love is not worth telling.” #historicalromance #kensingtonbooks #husbandhunters

July means conference time for Romance Writers. Close to two thousand members of the “tribe” gathered this year in Denver to laugh and hug, plot and promote, share the latest industry buzz, and celebrate some outstanding writers in our midst.

This year with a promise of Denver craft breweries, I coaxed my husband to come along and carry bags of giveaways, take photos, and collect info about everything from audio books to serialized snippets for reading on your phone (the Radish app).

We arrived on Tuesday afternoon and Denver’s easy-to-use rail system took us straight to the impressive restored Union Station, and then the 16th Street Mall free bus got us to the hotel. Probably our easiest airport-to-major city trip ever. Once checked in, I put on my badge, ready to connect with friends and industry professionals.

Straight away I met Minerva Spencer, a fellow Kensington author, with whom I’d been emailing. We found instant common ground in talking about favorite books and the writer’s life. That night a yummy and filling dinner at Denver’s famous “Brown Palace” hotel.

Next came meetings with my agent and editor, and the Kensington marketing director. It was time to pitch a new series, share promo plans, and get a glimpse of the cover concept for book 3 of the Husband Hunter series. The whirlwind of workshops, luncheons, award ceremonies, signings, and parties followed. Partied with Sabrina Jeffries, who has been kind enough to blurb my books.

At the Golden Hearts luncheon, I met a great group from Las Vegas, full of energy and excitement for their first RWA conference. At workshop after workshop I filled my notebook with ideas that immediately sparked an “aha.” At Damon Suede and Heather Long’s workshops, I couldn’t write fast enough. At a workshop on newsletters, I caught one key thing I could do differently. The evening’s RITA awards ceremony showcased the wide range of romance and underlined the common ground we share as writers. I loved the speech from the Irish girl from a large, poor family, who never dreamed she’d be on that stage accepting that award.

The conference culminates in a big signing for hundreds of authors. We weren’t able to stay the finale, but we got a taste at the Kensington signing. Here I am signing A Lady’s Guide to Passion and Property, my July 2018 release, for author Jasmine Haynes. It’s the second book of the Husband Hunter series.

In the Husband Hunter books an independent young woman faces the imperative to marry with spirit and sense and loses her heart but not her head in the arms of a gentleman spy. You can find the latest book here:


We had a great turn out of enthusiastic readers. Nothing is more satisfying for an author than meeting readers and hearing from them—“I love your books” “I have all your books”—to all the readers who take time to share their appreciation for an author’s work in person or online, THANK YOU!

One more volunteer job for the Librarians Day, and we were off to the airport, bags filled with books and cards, head filled with ideas, and heart filled with gratitude, ready to start a new series.

You can start reading Kate Moore here with a free download of my RITA finalist Regency romance Sweet Bargain: https://katemoore.authorreach.com/lead/5f0676cb 

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Friday, July 27, 2018

Lace! It's what to wear for dinner, weddings, and for dinner, it changes how the table is dressed!

1908 Wedding gown
of French Valenciennes lace!
Wearing lace has long been the sign of wealth. The English, French, Germans and Italians make some of the loveliest, but others do too. Made by hand, with use of a bobbin, or by machines, laces come in different quality, patterns and affordability.

     Some can be turned into gowns as in this wedding gown, 1908 of Ivory silk and satin with French Valenciennes lace to adorn it.
    Many laces are strong enough to be incorporated into sleepware as in this fine lawn nightgown of Valenciennes lace, circa 1880s.
1880s fine lawn nightgown with Valenciennes Lace!

    But babies wear lace, too! The recent christening of Prince Louis was the occasion for the British royal family to bring out its newest version of Honiton lace christening gown. The previous one, worn by Prince George and Princess Charlotte, has been retired, it seems, after use by 62 royal babies including Her Majesty.

   In French towns, such as Chantilly north of Paris in suburbs, lace was a favored business. The local aristocrats encouraged the production of lace and Louis XIV, XV and XVI wore it, used it and were criticized for doing so. The French even decreed that a table should be set, fork tines down, so that one's lace cuffs should not catch on them!

19th century English Honiton lace collar and cuffs!
Do note this picture of 19th century English Honiton lace collar and cuff. You can readily see how a fork might well catch on these and destroy not only your pristine attire, but also ruin your dining experience!

    Here a picture I took in the Chateau of Villandry where the table is set for dinner, 19th century period, fork down.

Chateau Villandry dinner table, fork tines down!
   The popularity of lace and patronage of the business came from aristocrats. In France, lace became a marker not only of wealth, but before and during the French Revolution, a sign of corruption and disdain for the masses. In the Reign of Terror, not only Marie Antoinette and her friends suffered from the guillotine. But the lacemakers of Chantilly were accused of treason and sent to their deaths. Only years later did Napoleon patronize the development of new lacemakers and sponsor their renewed influence and prosperity.
Chantilly French lace, 17th century
1890 French Valenciennes lace wedding gown!

This last gown is a dream! If I were getting married in 1890, I would swoon to have this dress!

If you like Victorian period or just love historicals, I hope you will read my saga THOSE NOTORIOUS AMERICANS series! I'm about to debut Book #4 and here is a link to Book #2 still 99 cents!

Want to go to Opera Garnier?
Drink champagne at House of Worth?
Dance at Moulin de la Galette?
Live in Montmartre with a charming sculptor?
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Thursday, July 26, 2018

A Lion, a Tiger, and Her Bear... Oh, My!

Mates of Bear Paw River Series

By: Everleigh Clark

Release Date: July 24
#PNR #romance

Free in KU

“You look like you can’t decide whether you want to kill us or **ck us.”
“Yeah, mating heat will do that to a girl.”
Adopted brothers, Traeger and Noah Shaw are too busy running from their haunted past to worry about things like mating. Then she comes into the picture. A bear shifter with a killer wit, amazing curves, sharp claws and an even sharper tongue. If her mating heat doesn’t kill them, they still have a psycho on their tails. You know, just to keep things interesting.
Bear shifter, Sam Cooper doesn’t need to count on anyone but herself. But these big cat shifters, AKA Dimples and Angry Pussy, aren’t taking the hint. The brooding lion and cute tiger are calling to her bear faster than she can say, “Oh My!”
And then there’s the whole human shifter war she’s trying to prevent.
It’s time to bear-up and kick a little sass!

 Excerpt 1

Take a walk, Angry Pussy

“How much damage are we looking at, guys?” Her velvet voice preceding her, Sam walked in.
Trae sucked in a breath so deeply, Noah thought he might choke. His body went rigid, and Trae let out a soft groan at the sight of her. His eyes dilated, and his fists clenched before he released a warning rumble and shot out of his chair. “What the hell are you doing here?”
“It’s my garage, asshole. Do you want to take the gear shift out of your ass long enough to tell me what’s going on with your truck, or not?” Her eyes turned molten as she stared up at the huge lion who outweighed her by at least fifty pounds. “Unless you know the difference between a socket wrench and a crescent wrench, I suggest you take a walk, Angry Pussy.”
“What?” The energy crackled between them as the room filled with testosterone, pissed-off female, and something else. Arousal?
“You heard me.” She frowned and grabbed overalls and slipped them quickly over her jeans and covering her perfect ass, wide hips, and glorious breasts. “This is a drop-it-off-and-I fix-it kind of place. If you want to stay and help, I can’t guarantee a car might not accidentally fall on your head.”
“Are you…” Trae’s voice lowered into the deep rumble that meant he was dangerously close to shifting into his lion. Which would not go over well in this tiny place. “Threatening me?”
“Telling you like it is.” She rolled her eyes and glared at him. “You want your truck fixed, you either sit down and shut up, or get out so I can work. Or you can take it to Hendersonville, about forty miles west of here, where Hank will charge you twice the price and still fuck up your car.” She tilted her head, smirking. “So, what’s it going to be, sunshine?”
“Hey, why don’t I stay while you go grab us some coffee or something, man?” Noah needed to de-escalate this situation fast. From the heaving of both their chests, and the rock-hard glares both Sam and Trae were giving each other, it was apparent they were about to kill each other. Or screw. Or both.

Excerpt 2

I get to be on top

“You.” The Goddess could be no more beautiful than this beauty, with her flushed face, angry gaze, and disheveled hair. “Get your ass in here before I kill you.” The last word erupted on a snarl, and her hand snaked out to yank him by the collar into the room.
Normally, someone that much smaller wouldn’t have moved him at all—not without his permission, but she’d surprised him—and holy hell.
“What the hell did you do to the bed?” he pushed away from the wild female.
“I broke it, like I’m about to break you if you don’t—”
She yelped when he yanked her over his shoulder.
Her fists pounded a little rhythm in the center of his back, nice love taps to a guy like him. But his lion didn’t appreciate the insubordinate, disrespectful behavior. Hell, Trae thought it was hot as fuck. But…
He stood her on shaky legs before positioning her to face the wall.
“What the hell are you doing?” she screeched as she tried to turn around.
He took a fistful of her hair and twisted her back into position, then gave her ass a hard smack. “You stay right there.”.
“I don’t have to—ah ah ow!”
He planted three more hard smacks on her rounded globes then pressed the front of his body against hers. She now stood cheek to wall, and his cock bulged at the seams of his jeans as he leaned into her. She trembled. With rage? Hell, yeah. With arousal? Fuck yeah. Even more than before. He dipped his fingers between her legs, and felt the arousal. “You like it rough, don’t you, little girl.”
“Screw you.” She shimmied to get free, and her ass ground into his jean-clad cock. Her mouth was saying one thing, her body another. Foreplay. Wild, deadly, the best kind.
He released her hair and backed up a foot to see what she did. A halfhearted punch came at his jaw, but he easily ducked it. He’d seen her in action. The female was pretending to put up a fight. “You can do better that, baby. Or do you want me to spank your naughty ass and then fuck you right there? Think you’d like that?”
She shrieked and leapt toward him, toppling him backward and onto the rumpled bed. “I get to be on top, asshole!”

 Author Bio

Everleigh Clark is a pen name of a USA Today bestselling author who wanted to write some fun paranormal romance. She’s also a homeschooling mommy, crafter and choc-aholic.

When she’s not wrangling kittens, googling math help or cleaning up slime, she’s plotting and writing her next book. Her characters are fun, lovable and messy. Just like the characters in her real life.

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July 23, 2018
Format: Kindle Edition--Verified Purchase

I am already a huge fan of this author under a different pen name, and as Everleigh Clark, she did not disappoint. Things I come to expect in her stories include some mystery, suspense, angst, playfulness and that wonderful quirkiness in her characters. She definitely included those traits in her new paranormal shifter series, along with acceptance of who each of her characters is, dealing with their past, and moving forward with the future. As a series junkie, I am especially happy to see that this is part of a series but will read as a stand-alone.

The plot will begin with several groups of shifters going into a facility in Kentucky where they are experimenting on shifters. Sam will agree to pretend to be a captive of Izzy all with the intent to rescue Caleb and the other shifters trapped. One group of shifters that will be assisting will include adopted Shaw brothers, Traeger, a lion shifter and Noah, a tiger shifter

The plot will have the rescue take place and many of the shifters who have been held prisoner, are in poor shape, and it is decided that Sam needs to ride back with the Shaw brothers. There are a few problems with this scenario, plenty of angst between Sam and Trae, and she is going into mating heat. It will present problems for these three along the way, and then they will be rerouted leaving Sam vulnerable.

“Saftey and adventure. Fun and danger. Geek and warrior. Together, they were unmatched in strength, wisdom, and power.”

The story will have many flashbacks to the past that have affected each of the three main characters. For Sam, the attempted rape on herself, and the death of her relatives that she feels responsible for. She hides her emotions and instead lets the art speak for what has happened, with body piercings, tattoos and even coloring her hair. It is all part of an armor she uses to cover up her feelings. Trae is the son of an Alpha and was training to be the next Alpha with Noah as his beta. The cruel and senseless death of their mother has him refusing to accept his role and leaves Noah in limbo, plus their pride has scattered without a leader.

When someone from their past threatens Sam, it brings the death of Nova, their mother to present. Once again, Noah’s life is on the line, and Trae is caught between salvation and destruction. Just when they were ready to make a move to claim Sam as their joined mate forming a triad. Will the mating bond between these three be the difference between life and death? Are they ready to accept their future and fate?

“I can’t just mate with you.” He pierced her with his serious gaze. “I want all of you, forever, for me, for Noah, for our pride, our triad.” –Treager

“I want this—you—more than anything in my entire life. Claim me, both of you.”

The story is a roller-coaster ride with many twists and turns, solving one mystery and leads into another. It has a great cast of characters, plenty of intense moments, learning experiences, accepting responsibilities, new beginnings, and new relationships. Several intimate scenes are somewhat explicit.

I look forward to the next book in The Mates of Bear Paw River series, Bearly Human—coming soon!

Wednesday, July 25, 2018

Love your romance a little kinky? Suz deMello has a couple of shorties for you! (#sherlock #fanfic #romance #99cents)

Among the ways publishing has changed since the advent of digital are rights, licensing, and reissues.  Time was that a publisher bought a license to publish an author's book almost indefinitely. With epublishing, that changed. Most of us recognize that the vast majority of sales take place within a couple of weeks of initial publication. Little if any promo would happen after those two weeks--it wasn't cost-effective for publishers to do anything more.

It was not a great business model for writers to allow books to languish in that manner. Most epublishing contracts provide for a much more limited licensing term, that is, the length of time a publisher has the right to put out an author's work. These days, a term of more than two years is very unusual, and often viewed as unfair to the writer

The vast majority of my books and stories have returned to me, and I'm busy reediting, re-covering them and putting them out in new editions for your reading pleasure. And here they are!

Sherlock's Scandal

(historical fan fiction; short story)

A bored Sherlock is a dangerous Sherlock. His twin vices of cocaine and sex could prove his undoing, until he meets his match in elusive, enigmatic Irene Adler. Hiding her heart, Irene deserts Sherlock in the midst of their affair. He schemes to win her back, but the lady won’t come easily to hand. Instead, she forces him to compete for honor, glory and love.

What others have thought about this story:

Five Stars! A heady and enjoyable romp
--JMyersBook, Amazon reader


More than spicy!
--Tammie, Night Owl Reviews


--Brenda Talley, Romance Studio

Find it here:


Toe Cleavage

(short story)

Genre: contemporary erotic romance

Shelbie Nathanson resents Rick Saldano's ascension to C.O.O. of her family's shoe company, a job she's wanted all her life. But she can't resist his red-hot, sexy style of lovemaking--one that focuses on her passion: shoes.

What others have thought of this story:
“Deliciously hot!”
--Author Justine Elyot

“This book was great…very believable fun story…Thanks for the quick romp.”
--Black Disaster Fairy

“Five stars…brought me into a world I don’t have a clue about. Very well-written short story.”
--Kurt Wannanut (The Erotic Critic)

Find it here:


Hope you love reading them as much as I loved writing them! 

Tuesday, July 24, 2018

Cursed Angels, Death's Damages, and Wings of the Wicked

Three Literary Escapes

Starting with "Dark Opius," we've got three more page turners coming soon. I say 'we' because each story is a joint project with my author friend, Muffy Wilson. "Dark Opius," A Cursed Angel Watchtowers novel, is a full-length stand-alone from the collection. I shared the synopsis with you last week. You can also see it again here with an excerpt. Also, if you're an animal lover like me, purchasing directly through this link will give you an extra smile because Amazon will donate a percentage of the sales to the ASPCA! Speaking of that, there's another ASPCA fundraiser I'd love for you to help. Just click here for more information about it. "Dark Opius" is available for preorder now, and will hit your e-readers July 31st. 

Next, there's "Death's Shadow," one of the novels in the mystery/suspense/ set, "Death and Damages." "Death's Shadow" is on pre-order and releases this fall. You can find out more about the set here.

Our third upcoming release is "Devil's Claim," and it's a dark urban fantasy with romantic elements. Releasing as a novel in the "Wings of the Wicked" boxed-set on January 8th, it, too, is available for pre-order. Our cover is in production, but I'll be back to tell you all about it soon! Meanwhile, here's more information:

Wickedly Dangerous and Sinfully Seductive.
Indulge in 25 breathtaking adventures of dangerous worlds where the lines blur between saints and sinners. PRE-ORDER your copy now! All for the low price of 99 Cents for a LIMITED TIME!

Come meet the creatures that fuel your every lust filled nightmare, where angels are not always encased in a light of righteousness and demons are not always dealing in all manner of debauchery. Where you might just end up rooting for the bad guy…

If you like demonic games, angelic interventions, and thrilling temptations, you'll love this urban fantasy and paranormal romance collection of twisted proportions in Wings of the Wicked. #WOTW #WINGSOFTHEWICKED #ANGELSANDDEMONS #FANTASY #PRE-ORDER #99cents #doitDemonStyle

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Wickedly Dangerous and Sinfully Seductive.

Indulge in 25 breathtaking adventures of dangerous worlds where the lines blur between saints and sinners. PRE-ORDER your copy now! All for the low price of 99 Cents for a LIMITED TIME!

Sunday, July 22, 2018

Hot Summer Read

Looking for some HOT summer reading?

The first three books in my sizzling Dalakis Passion vampire romance series are now available in one boxed set for only $4.99! I can’t tell you how excited I am about this.



Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/877398
Barnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1129074034
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/dalakis-passion-boxed-set-books-1-3

Harker’s Journey

From the first moment Johanna Harker read Bram Stoker’s Dracula, her life changed forever. The book unleashed an obsession with vampires that was all the more compelling for the intensely erotic dreams that filled her nights. It wasn’t long before she was consumed with thoughts of the dark creature who returned to ravish her in her dreams again and again . . .


An impressive brass knocker in the shape of a wolf’s head was set in the middle of the door. It was larger than her hand and was both scary and beautiful. She reached out and ran her fingers over the wolf’s head before she lifted the sculpted door knocker and let it fall. It made a loud, metallic bang when it hit the brass plate beneath it.

Johanna took a step back and waited, and waited and waited.

When no one answered, she decided they probably hadn’t heard her. The place was huge, an actual castle. No telling where the staff was. She figured more drastic measures were called for and banged on the thick wood panel with her fist. Five minutes later, she was still banging, but now she was yelling as well. “Hello! Anyone home?”

 Her nervousness increased at the sun sank lower in the sky and shadows crept across the courtyard. She did not want to have to try to find her way back to the inn after dark. There were wolves and bears and who knew what other kinds of animals in the woods. If someone didn’t answer soon, she was going to try to find another way in, even if she had to crawl through a window. She was getting desperate.

The sun was just disappearing behind the mountains when she finally heard the clicking of a set of locks being turned. “It’s about time,” she muttered with relief. Now that she knew someone was home, she could admit to herself just how scared she’d been at the thought of having to tromp through the countryside on her own after dark.

The huge door opened slowly, the metallic creaking of the hinges sounding like something out of a bad movie. The light was dim and she couldn’t see anyone there. She squinted and could make out a stone wall and an old wooden bench just inside the entryway, but she still didn’t see anyone.

This was getting ridiculous. Enough was enough. She boldly stepped over the threshold and recited her favorite lines from Stoker’s book as she did so. “‘Enter freely and of your own will! Come freely. Go safely, and leave something of the happiness you bring!’”

There was no one standing behind the door, and she still believed she was alone until a deep voice came out of the darkness. “Surely it’s not as bad as that? This is not Dracula’s castle, but Dalakis Castle. We are much more civilized here.”

Lucian’s Delight

For years Delight Deveraux suffered from a recurring nightmare of being savagely attacked and assaulted, until the night a mysterious stranger appears in her dream to rescue her. When the same scene plays itself out in real life just days later, with the same mesmerizing dream man coming to her rescue, Delight suddenly finds herself swirling in a haze of passion and confusion, between what’s real and what’s not. But Lucian Dalakis is real, and he intends not just to save her but to bind her to himself for all time . . .


He made her feel safe in a world gone mad. She owed him her life. She had sent out a silent call in her moment of greatest need and he had come. Time had no meaning as she poured out her tears. When she was finally spent, she sniffed and scrubbed her hands over her face before finally raising it to look at her savior.

The moon chose that particular moment to come out from behind the clouds, illuminating his face. Long black hair fell around his shoulders in a silky curtain, framing a face that was harsh yet beautiful in its own way. His cheekbones were chiseled, his forehead high, and his lips thin. But it was his eyes that captured her. A brilliant emerald green, they were hard and cold as he looked out over the night, but the moment he sensed her gaze on him, they changed. Heat radiated from their depths, making him appear not quite so remote. Using his thumb, he brushed away the remains of her tears from her cheeks.

Something about this man called to her on a very deep physical and emotional level. Delight knew that she was still shaken after her ordeal and that the last thing she should want was a man’s hands on her. Not when the side of her face throbbed and she ached with pain from her attack.

But her body wasn’t listening to her. It was totally illogical, but this stranger made her feel protected, cherished, wanted.

Slowly, he lowered his head, giving her time to object, time to stop him if that was her intent. She did neither and his mouth covered hers in a gentle caress. He tasted and nibbled her lower lip and then her top one, taking care to not miss a spot. He took his time as if there was no hurry, as if he would be content to spend the rest of the night doing just this.

It was she who needed more. It was crazy, but she wanted him. His touch and caress would wipe out the stain of the men who had hurt her and make her feel whole again.


Stefan’s Salvation

Laurel Rose McCaffey never minded being branded an outsider, even when it meant carving out a solitary life for herself in the wooded hills of North Carolina. Now resort developers want to take her land, and vicious locals who stand to benefit from the deal have begun making threats. When a dark stranger enters her life, first as a protector, then as a lover, Laurel Rose is both fascinated and frightened by his mysterious power and all-consuming sensuality . . .



The beast inside him rumbled to life. Every heartbeat in the room pounded in his ears. He could hear the whoosh of their blood pumping through their veins. The sensation was hypnotic. He licked his lips, almost tasting the tang in his mouth.

He was hungry and they were sustenance.

Closing his eyes, he willed the beast back into submission. It wasn’t easy. Sweat trickled down the back of his neck. As the nights seemed to grow longer, it had gotten harder and harder to even have the will to fight his very nature. It would be so easy to take what he wanted with no consequences.

Taking slow, steady breaths, he ignored his throbbing erection and centered himself until he was back in total control. He opened his eyes and carefully scanned the room again. Nothing had changed. No one here knew the battle that had just been fought and won. No one knew that their lives had just been spared.

The beer was cool and the bottle sweaty in his hand as he took a long pull. He welcomed the bitterness of the brew as it slid down his throat to his belly. It did nothing to still the hunger within him.

He knew he had to feed. His brothers usually drank blood they purchased from various blood banks through dummy companies. He didn’t mind living that way, but on the road there was no other way for him to survive except to eat straight from the source. Stefan was always very careful not to take too much and to implant a pleasant memory in the mind of the donor. They were no worse off when he left them, so it didn’t trouble his conscience any.

He raised the bottle and took another swig. That is, if he even still had a conscience. Some days he wasn’t sure.


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