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Saturday, October 3, 2015

Cover Reveal for Shanti and The Magic Mandala



Shanti and the Magic Mandala is an adventure in which fantasy and reality are mingled. The book tells the story of six teenagers, from different religious and cultural origins and different parts of the world, who are mystically recruited to form two groups - one in the Northern Hemisphere, and one in the Southern. They eventually gather in Peru, and through a single alliance, begin a frantic chase for the sacred object that can stop the black magician's final plan.



Awards & Recognition for the Book
- Winner of 2014 London Book Festival in the category “Young Adult”.
- 2014 Moonbeam Children's Book Awards: Bronze Medal at “Young Adult Fiction – Spirituality” category
- 2014 New England Book Festival in Boston:  Honorable Mention in the category “Young Adult”.
- Winner of 2015 Paris Book Festival in the category “Young Adult”.
- Winner of 2015 International Book Awards in the category “Fiction / Young Adult”.
- Winner of 2015 New York Book Festival in the category “Young Adult”.
- 2015 Los Angeles Book Festival – Runner-up in the category “Young Adult”.
- 2015 San Francisco Book Festival – Runner-up in the category “Young Adult”.
- 2015 DIY Book Festival in Los Angeles: Honorable Mention in the category “Young Adult”.

About the Author
F. T. Camargo is an Italian Brazilian living in Sao Paulo, Brazil. An award winning architect and author, he also studied Arts and Media and has a post degree in Economics and MBA in e-commerce. He is a vegetarian because of his love for all animals and has been deeply involved in causes for their protection and freedom. He is a world traveler adventurer, outdoor sports lover, speaks 4 languages and has published a travel book “Rio, Maravilha!”
For many years he has been practicing yoga and meditation and studying the Kabbalah. His exploration of spiritual teachings motivated a commitment to self-development which in turn created a new path and goal in life. Shanti and the Magic Mandala was born from his inner journey.

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Thursday, October 1, 2015

Giveaway, Excerpt, and Book Review of Sanguinary

Book Review of Sanguinary
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Title: Sanguinary
Genres: Urban fantasy, paranormal romance

Series: Night Shift #1

ISBN: 978-1942886686

Book Length: 188

Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group



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DESCRIPTION/Blurb


Detective Cami Davis and her sexy, cowboy-turned-vampire informant are all that’s standing between humanity and monsters who would rule the world—and all that’s standing between them having a torrid love affair is the fact that he’s an enemy of humanity.

THROUGH DARKEST TEMPTATION

When Dallas police detective Cami Davis joined the city’s vampire unit, she planned to use the job as a stepping-stone to a better position in the department. She didn’t know then what she knows now: A silent war rages between humans and their supposedly pacified predators, and the vampires are winning. With the clock running out on her kind, Cami will do whatever she must to defeat the “Sanguinary.”

Enter Reese Fulton, a disaffected ex-cop and a vampire. She can’t exactly trust him, but with his cowboy boots and good-ole-boy drawl he’s the perfect beard for Cami’s fledgling undercover operation. Yet playing Reese’s Claimed—a vampire’s personal bloodgiver—isn’t as straightforward as she was led to believe. His bite is as enthralling as his dimpled smile, and soon Cami is wondering which will pose more of a challenge: subduing the enemies of humanity...or her own desire.


EXERPTS



“Hey, Bradley.” I beckoned the crime-scene tech, who had finally arrived and was snapping on gloves. “Is that a piece of paper under the vic’s head?”
He bent down over my shoulder to get a clearer view from my line of sight. “It’s tangled in her hair.” He pulled a pair of long tweezers out of his kit and snagged the sliver. “Yep. There’s a word written on it.” We both peered at the brownish, spidery writing.
Sanguinary,” I said. “Is that written in blood?”
“Maybe. I’ll get the lab to run a basic analysis on it. If it’s blood, we’ll be able to let you know pretty quick if it’s human and, if so, what type. DNA will take longer.”
I stared at the woman a little longer. Her dark hair—almost the same color as mine—spilled out around her, matted with dark, coagulating blood. The two bloody marks on her neck shone like black stars on a white background.
Vampire.
I knew that if I lifted her dress, there would be other puncture wounds all over her body, and strange symbols carved across her skin: pentagrams within circles and other ritualistic signs. Exactly like the others. Ten murders in the four weeks since the beginning of September—all centered in downtown Dallas, and many of affluent victims whose families demanded action.
The department had been in a barely suppressed uproar.
I stood up, my knees popping a little. Five years ago, they wouldn’t have done that.
And five years before that? Vampires hadn’t existed, except in books and B movies.
It took time for the world to believe. We hadn’t even realized how to fight back when they’d first shown up.
This victim’s ragged, bloody fingernails suggested she had tried to resist but obviously failed.
The red dress she wore would have originally matched the color of the relatively scant splashes of blood surrounding her, but those stains had dried to a muddy brown, the same color as the writing on the paper caught in her hair.
Her clothing suggested she’d been at the opera that evening, though the manager, roused from her bed, swore that the building had been cleared and empty when she left.
One black, high-heeled pump lay several feet away, toppled over onto its side, the heel broken, as if she had stumbled out of the shoe when it failed her as she ran from a pursuer.
Sanguinary.
This was the third time the word had shown up in the case. The first time it had been left in a victim’s voicemail by a man calling from an untraceable burner phone: “The Sanguinary expects you at the Blood House tomorrow night.”
The second time, it had been part of a to-do list in a victim’s day planner: Meet with vampire admin. + Sanguinary.
I’d heard the word even before that from vampires I had taken down—whispered as a threat, shouted as a warning: The Sanguinary is coming. The Sanguinary will kill you all.
But no one who knew what the Sanguinary was would admit to it.
That’s why I was about to go undercover among the vampires.

 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR


Margo Bond Collins writes urban fantasy, contemporary romance, and paranormal mysteries. She lives in Texas with her daughter and several spoiled pets. Although writing fiction is her first love, she also teaches college-level English courses online. She enjoys reading romance and paranormal fiction of any genre and spends most of her free time daydreaming about heroes, monsters, cowboys, and villains, and the strong women who love them—and sometimes fight them.

 

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Twitter: https://twitter.com/MargoBondCollin  @MargoBondCollin
Goodreads Author Page: http://www.goodreads.com/vampirarchy

Review: 

            Every time I think I’m so over vampires a book comes along to change my mind.  I love the mythos in this story.  Think of “Blade” movies meets COPS or NCIS.  Human police woman Cami meets a rare vampire who wants to take down the bad guys from the inside.  Can a human vampire hunter and a vampire trust each other and work together?  And where exactly do those vampires come from?  Add conspiracy theories, an out of control bite addicted cop and the feds and things are definitely going to get interesting.

            This story is not like the “popular” vampire movies and myths.  It is dark, dangerous, and sexy.

            I give this story 4 out of 5 clouds, and a definite 5 on the chili pepper rating.


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FB COVERTitle: Fate’s Betrayal
Author: Beth Ann Stifflemire
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Desire and despise. Two insanely contradicting emotions that the dark haired, well-built, irrefutably handsome musician Riley evokes in simple but attractive, fashion savvy, Austinite Brooke. Initially unequivocally turned-off by the brash but striking Riley she develops a fascination for his seductive charms as Riley reels Brooke into a world of ravenous love she never knew existed. What they create together is oh-so-much more than beautiful music. It’s a roller coaster ride of awe-inspiring and heartbreaking emotion, passion, hidden secrets and an ending that will leave you utterly breathless. The way they become eternally bound sets the heart afire when fate unleashes the ultimate betrayal.

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bstifflemire h.s.Beth Ann is a wife, mother, blogger and book lover from Texas. Her passion is writing stories that draw a reader into a world where they can become the characters and experience a gamut of emotions. When she’s not writing, she love’s to be home with my family and two yellow labs. In addition she’s a sucker for super sappy romance movies, loves trying out Texas wines, is an avid hot tea drinker and enjoys checking items off of her ever-growing bucket list.

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Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Book Review of Surreal Blue Rogue Agent Series: Do or Die, book 1 and Love So Menacing, book 3

Book Review of Surreal Blue Rogue Agent Series:  
     Do or Die, book 1 and Love So Menacing, book 3
           Sponsored by Paranormal Craving Book Tours

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Title: Do Or Die

Genres: Paranormal/Fantasy Romantic Thriller
Series: Surreal Blue Rogue Agent

ISBN: 9781301299355
Book Length: 97
Publisher: Chunksie Entertainment


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Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Paranormal-Mystery-Romance-Surreal-Rogue-ebook/dp/B00D63HYAC/ref=sr_1_2?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1419526841&sr=1-2&keywords=Surreal+Blue+Rogue+Agent
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DESCRIPTION/Blurb

Nothing to lose, everything to gain.

Multi-Billionaire Russian tycoon Viktor Mackmillian and his family are enjoying a peaceful vacation on the sunny Caribbean island of Trinidad. But when his wife Audrianna is kidnapped he becomes a man on a deadly mission. He has turned to the vicious werewolf pack he has long cut off all ties with for help…but for a price that Viktor is loath to accept.


A new, suspenseful fantasy series…


Mature Content, Language.

N.B: This is a continuing romantic drama. A list of current books in the series are:

Book 1 Do Or Die
Book 2 And The Heart Grows Fonder
Book 3 Love So Menacing
Book 4 Love So Wicked (Coming Soon)

EXERPT

          He kept his eyes trained on hers and the meaning there conveyed an image of intense yearning that Audrianna could not mistake. “You decide.” He bowed his head. Bringing her open palm against his mouth he flicked the tip of his tongue there. His eyes remained on hers. He gave Elyzabel a look of warning before exiting the room, leaving Audrianna with a besotted expression on her face.
Audrianna balled both hands up to her chest and grinned. “I love my man.” She clapped her hands a few times gleefully and then reached for the smart phone on the side table, which Elyzabel had handed her before the big commotion about her hair.
Elyzabel, a voluptuous woman of Hispanic decent, looked immediately contrite. “Sorry for getting all worked up about your head and things. It was just a shock to see all of it gone, so…” Elyzabel shrugged her shoulders.
“Eh, it’s okay.” Audrianna sighed and looked spaced out. “I think I’m over most of it already anyway.”
“I’ll bet you are.” Elyzabel reached over and squeezed her arm, grinning from ear to ear knowingly. Elyzabel had light caramel-colored skin, with pink lips, straight short hair, and clear, honey-colored eyes always ready to dance in merriment. She wore a loose fitting, bright, flowery blouse that featured a curved neckline and slits from shoulder to elbow on both arms. Snug fitting blue jeans that hugged her curves and lacy six inch heels topped off the ensemble.
“At least your man is suave.” Elyzabel brought up some text on her cell phone. She handed her cell to Audrianna. “Here, read this.”
Audrianna took the phone, and as she read the text on the screen she laughed aloud. “Kelly sent this?”
Elyzabel nodded. “And is wasn’t until after we ‘got together’ that he told me you were in the hospital and needed clothes and shit.”
Audrianna read the text out loud, swallowing hard. “Come over sexy body and suck some crotch-but he not easy?” 
Elyzabel frowned, shaking her head. “I thought that since Payne was raised ‘alright’ that he wouldn’t be so vulgar.”
Audrianna opened a radio application on her phone to listen to the local morning disc jockeys and placed the cell on the bedside table. “All of them are like that,” Audrianna referred to Payne’s other brothers and sister, shaking her head with a small smile, .
Elyzabel looked at her with a mischievous smile on her face. “Was Llewellyn like that?”
Audrianna settled down on the pillow, folding her arms. She screwed her mouth up into a small moue, her mind away on other things. Elyzabel laughed at her expression and got up and started unpacking clothes that Audrianna could wear and some toiletries, placing them on one of the other vacant beds.
She listened quietly to the two disc jockeys on the radio.
“You don’t find it is just dark-”
Every morning now. Normally you could tell when the sky is cloudy, but I just feel every morning it’s just dark.”
“Just dark-cold and dark…” Audrianna reached for the phone and placed it on mute.
She hugged herself and rubbed the sides of her arms, eager to dispel the unnerving feeling that crept into her body with thoughts of her ex.
A chilly, unannounced breeze swept through the room, and the curtains billowed. She looked towards the window over the green, distant hill tops. A waning howl from an unknown animal could be heard in the distance. She rubbed her arms up and down. She felt restless, and anxious all at once.  A small tap on her shoulder from behind made her jump.
“What do you think of, my dear?” A soft whisper in her ear made her smile and turn towards the calming voice. Her priest, Father Arie John, chaplain-in-residence at their local New York estate church, looked upon her fondly.
Audrianna reached over to caress his strong hand on her shoulder, and squeezed. “Father John, it is so… comforting to have you here.” And a surprise, Audrianna thought silently.
“Still.” Viktor came upon them both from behind. “There was no need for him to rush over to pay you any attention. She is well and in good spirits, dear Father.”
Audrianna rolled her eyes heavenward.  She often grew tired of the cat-and-mouse game played between these two. Viktor made no bones about disliking the young priest who often assisted Audrianna on her excursions in visiting charitable institutions abroad. And Arie felt no need to ignore her husband’s distaste of him.     
Arie kept his eyes on Audrianna. “I merely wished to be soundly reassured in her countenance, good Viktor. In that, a face-to-face meeting is always best.”
Arie sat down in the chair beside her that Lincoln had occupied. He held her hand gently. “Now, how are you feeling?”
“Umm.” Audrianna glanced surreptitiously over at her husband, whose body exuded waves of menace towards the young man. “I can’t say that I hurt anywhere.”
Arie was about twenty-seven years old with dark hair, not nearly as black as Viktor’s. It was short in a neat style cut above the ears. His eyes were light blue. His nose was smooth, long and straight, but not protruding. He had handsome, rugged features, and a grin that made women lament the Catholic Church.
“Who told you about what happened?” Viktor demanded. Folding his arms, he stood looking down at Arie right beside the priest.
Arie looked up, sighing. “Lincoln told me. I had been calling you, but I am afraid my calls got sent to voicemail.” He turned to Audrianna. “I am truly sorry if I have disturbed your recovery.” He bent over her, bracing each side of the bed with his arms. “Lincoln was kind enough to send the private jet to pick me up. You look worn out.”
“Not at all, I feel fine.” Audrianna raised her shoulders up and down as though to prove she was well.
“You heard it from v’e monkey’s mouth yourself, she is fine-you may leave,” Viktor said.
“Emph, umph!” Elyzabel hit her chest repeatedly with her hand and stifled a short laugh by placing the other hand over her mouth. She waited patiently for her cue to help Audrianna get dressed and ready to leave the hospital.
Arie shot up to his full height, which had an advantage over Viktor by two inches. “I only wish to comfort her in her time of need.”
Viktor looked dumbfounded, and then his eyes lit up like burning coal. “I am the only man to comfort Audrianna in her time of need.”
“Arie, I am really okay. There was no need for you to come here at all. Please, go now and I will see you next week at prayer service at Immaculate Conception.”
“Praise be you, you are so brave. Yes, I see you there.” He bent down and kissed her forehead lightly.
“Pray, may I see you outside a moment, Father?” Viktor managed through clenched teeth.
They departed the room and Elyzabel tried hard to contain her laughter. “Talk about a cock fight.”
Audrianna couldn’t help herself, she laughed along with Elyzabel.


ABOUT THE AUTHOR

E.R. Baine has a degree in Computing with a minor in English and a Career Diploma in Freelance Writing. She has been a voracious reader and writer all her life. E.R. Baine writes romance series for adults.

Dear Reader,
I fall more and more in love with my characters the more I write about them. Hello, my name is E.R. Baine and I own the start-up Chunksie Entertainment. I started it back in 2005 when I was 25 years old and first started University. Now I have my degree in Computing, with a minor in English, I decided to pick up where I left off with my writing.

Back in 2005 I had about 60 poems on the site, with one of them being published. This time I have decided to venture into the realm of serialized romantic drama.

I love vampires, werewolves, demons, devils and angels. My influences are wide ranging, from Shakespeare, to J.R. Ward's The Black Dagger Brotherhood to Jeff Lindsay's Dexter novels.

My books incorporate a heavy dose of romance. Many of my characters would go on to get their happy ending, though with a myriad of trials and tribulations along the way. I like writing about diverse characters and not sticking to the boring boy-meets-girl meme.

I love 'love'. And I like the fact that I feel my readers grow more closer to me with every word I write that they read. I look forward to my fans getting to know me better with every book I write. It is a pleasure touching all of your hearts with my writing voice.

Thank you for reading my novels. I hope you have as much joy reading them as I have writing them. I also write BWWM, African American Contemporary Romance and Gay Romance.

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Website: http:www.chunksie.com
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Chunksie-Entertainment/151665788284377?ref=hl
Twitter: https://twitter.com/chunksie101

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6984119.E_R_Baine
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/E.R.-Baine/e/B00BRM3TNU/ref=dp_byline_cont_ebooks_1

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Title: Love So Menacing A New Paranormal Romance Series for Adults

Genres: Paranormal/Fantasy Romantic Thriller
Series: Surreal Blue Rogue Agent

ISBN: 9781311215482
Book Length: 201
Publisher: Chunksie Entertainment
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25063267-love-so-menacing

Buy Links

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00SCGPPU4/ref=series_rw_dp_sw/179-1458627-6022838
B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/love-so-menacing-er-baine/1121243274?ean=9781508615200
Apple: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/love-so-menacing/id968487707?mt=11

DESCRIPTION/Blurb

Description

A new, suspenseful fantasy series…


Mature Content, Language.

N.B: This is a continuing romantic drama. A list of current books in the series are:

Book 1 Do Or Die
Book 2 And The Heart Grows Fonder
Book 3 Love So Menacing
Book 4 Love So Wicked (Coming Soon)

EXERPT

CHAPTER 19
Atlanta, Georgia
Viktor sat back on the sofa. He had arrived at dinner time and the kids were busy filling him in on every waking moment, on every little thing that had happened while he and Nikolai had been abroad. He was beginning to kick himself mentally for not phoning before-hand and giving Gregorí a heads up about making sure the kids were at the penthouse in the city and not the estate house.
There was no other way to describe the estate his family occupied other than palatial. The lawns were manicured, the hedges sculpted and statuesque. The acreage went on for miles and miles. They had no neighbours.
Viktor hated that one of the side rooms was floor to ceiling glass. The only concession he had made for the scheme that allowed full view inside his home was that the glass had to be bullet proof. He favoured opulence, as long as it was steel and secure.
He tried his best to put on the smiling face of the doting dad for his children, but they knew him too well and kept interjecting into the conversation that he was not paying attention.
Finally, his wife arrived. She put some music on and she and the kids started dancing to Willow Smith’s Hair. The kids reconciled with the fact that they had to go to bed. They only tried to remain awake to greet their mother before they went to sleep. Little rascals.
One of the nannies led them to bed, while he and Audrianna remained in the living room. There was fake fire in the massive stone chimney that was all for show. The lights were dimmed and the mood could only be explained as romantic.
Audrianna switched the high-octane hip-hop music from before to BOB’s Headband and Viktor found it hard to hide his grin. Typical. Other women thought Marvin Gaye was the right vibe to get into the mood. Audrianna had to be different.
She came in front of him and he grabbed her around the waist, bringing her to sit in his lap. “I missed you,” he whispered. He pressed her body to his and they locked lips in a tight kiss. He suckled her mouth, deep and hard, and when they parted, they were both devastated and breathless.
Viktor brought the zipper down the centre of her back. Her dress was undone half-way when she got up, eluding his reach. She stood, turning to face him boldly, their eyes locked as she continued unzipping it herself.
She peeled away the slinky, stretchy, lilac one-piece and allowed it to fall to the floor. She wore a lacy black bikini brief and her swelling breasts almost bobbed out of her black lingerie bra. He reached over to caress her curving tummy.
She pulled back and started to dance to the rhythm of the music, backing up, turning around and advancing up the stairs. Viktor got up, picked up the dropped dress, and followed her. Midway up the staircase, she unhooked her bra. Still dancing, she flipped it over her shoulder. He had to bend a little to catch it a few steps down.
She was up the stairs and in their bedroom by the time he reached the doorway. She started slipping off her undies and heaven help him, he was up. She sling-shot the panties to him. He caught them with one hand, grabbing the garment to his chest.
His lips bore a pleasant smile of intent. Audrianna drew herself up to lie on her back on the bed, flexing her curves.
“You’re going to make me pop, love.” He leered. He dumped the garments at the side of the bed. Kneeling with one leg at the edge, he slid his index and middle fingers lightly from between her breasts, down her centre, past her button to nestle at the apex of her thighs. All the while his exploration caused purrs of pleasure to escape her lips. She gasped when his fingers explored her core. Fingering her wetness. She gasped again.
“Oh love…it’s been so long.” Her whimpering touched his very soul.
He hissed a calming breath and slid more fingers inside her. Her gasp caught in her throat.
He shuddered. His voice was soft. Seductive. “Audrianna, you’re going straight to my head.”
Her laugh was perky. Playful. But the moan afterwards was intense. Her breath came in short wisps as he played with her opening. She reached for his extended arm and pulled him down further. “Uh, uh, mmmm.” Her head thrashed sideways against the sheets. Watching her made his manhood grow bigger, and she cupped his crotch. Massaging him, he growled. His eyes glowed.
He got on top of her, straddling her naked body with his fully clothed one. He penetrated her rhythmically. “You’re a beast, you know that,” he said through grit teeth. He sneered. “I felt it, you know.”
Audrianna’s breath caught. She shuddered. “Felt what?”
All at once, he stopped toying with her sex. All at once, his voice took on a harsh edge. “Take a lucky guess.” Then his fingers and palm closed in on the curve of her sex and the feeling was at once punishing and pleasant. Painful ecstasy.
He raised off her. His stance and face disapproving.
Audrianna’s breathing was haggard. Ragged. She recognized the bright coldness of his eyes and became retrospective. She gave him a face that communicated that she knew what he was talking about. And didn’t care at the same time.
He sighed in frustration, shaking his head. He watched her writhing on the bed. Legs apart, her sex wet, and still he cursed his hard-on for her. Viktor seethed. “I can’t even tell you to go fuck yourself because I want to fuck you.” He jabbed his index finger into his chest. “Argh.” He planted his hands aggressively on his head and looked skyward in disbelief at his own inner demons. “I wish I could kill this fucking messed-up reaction I get from just looking at you.” Then he was on the bed again, his hands around her neck, his face a mask of determination. “You make me feel I should be praying for the courage to put both of us out of our misery.” And he pressed both thumbs down hard on the dip in her strained throat.
Audrianna moaned and her legs came up around his waist and her calves scissored over his back. His teeth gnashed and…
Holy shit, I’m feral.
Viktor felt himself turning Were. Shifting. He let go of Audrianna’s throat, backhanded her across the side of her face, and leapt to the corner of the room. He bowed his forehead into the wall lightly, taking in careful breaths through the mouth. Trying desperately to steady his nerves and his racing heart.
He heard the rustling on the bed, movement on the plush carpet and felt the side of the cheek he had hit graze his back. She did not even reach the small of his back as she hugged him from behind. “Would it help if I say I’m really, really sorry?”
Viktor laughed derisively. “What are you sorry for, sweetness? Sorry you put your life and the life of our unborn child in danger, again? Sorry we’re connected by this impossibly long red string that can’t be cut? Sorry you don’t love me as much as I love you? Come now, tell me your grievances and I will absolve you of them like that priest of yours I can’t prevent you from seeing.”
“Awww, you’re just jealous. That’s so sweet.”
He snickered. It figures she would focus on the point of her choosing.
She reached around and started to unbuckle his belt. She pulled it loose and dropped it to the floor. Before she could loosen his pants, he clasped her hands and turned around in the circle of her arms to face her. He peered down into her eyes.
They stood there in silence looking at each other. His eyes, probing. Hers, frank. Clear. Viktor released a frustrated sigh. “Turn around, let me see that tushy.”
Audrianna giggled. “Take a good look. It’s not there anymore.” She bent over and pressed her bum into his crotch. He passed his hand over the smooth left butt cheek, realizing she must have used the expertise of a mystic healer to get rid of the mark. The skin looked as flawless as it did before.
“You need a good lancing that won’t go away so at least you’ll learn your lesson.” He slapped her ass.
She wiggled it against his throbbing erection. “Care to do the honours?”
He staggered, holding onto the wall to keep steady. The sexually charged atmosphere between them now drugged his nerves. He felt the shifter in him intensify with the urgency to fuck Audrianna. Right here. Right now. His mind became clouded with the inflexible need. He shook his head.
For fuck's sake... He pulled off his pants and his briefs, his engorged root tapping Audrianna’s bottom. She gasped, noting the feel and stretch of it. Heat and desire was a massive build-up in his groin and his stomach grew tight. His skin itched to shift and be free of his human form and let the Were-Bear implant his seed in her. He grabbed her by the shoulder and pushed her down on the floor. He smacked her right butt cheek hard. She cried out.
“It’s still sensitive there.”
“Good.” He pierced her, shoving his penis into her asshole, all the way. She hissed with both the pain and pleasure of it. Then all she could do was shudder in pleasure. Her clit became wet and throbbed from being left out of the equation. But she found so much intense ecstasy from doing it from behind...
Viktor slapped her again and again on her rump. Her ass jiggled and she kept on crying out until the spanking left her in a whimpering stupor.
He put his hand on her head and pushed her face into the ticklish, peach carpet. Her face smashed to the floor, he pulled out and thrust in, pulled out and thrust in. He continued to smack her bottom and she tightened up. Squeezing him inside her. When she came, the orgasm was unexpected and made a slush of her brain. He bent over her and kissed the nape of her neck, her shoulder. He rained kisses on the small of her back as she came haplessly to his continued thrusts.
“I love it when you’re so uncontrolled, sweetheart.” His teeth shifted and his jagged Were-Bear teeth clamped down on her lower back and her body overflowed with wantonness. Her harsh groan in response almost sent Viktor over the brink. He straightened his torso, raised his head skyward and gnashed his teeth together, his eyes rolling back into his head. His fucking her was a crude smacking sound that reverberated throughout the bed chamber.
Then he pressed into her. Her upper body pushed forward and her body flattened to the floor. Stretching her...
Her voice was a hoarse groan, “Oh, fucking yeah, that’s so good,” she panted.
He grabbed her right leg and roughly pulled it around, in the air, twisting her, contorting her body until she was turned around and laying on her back. She gasped, pulling in air roughly through her open mouth from the feeling of his phallus still inside her.
She was writhing in a pool of lust before he thrust into her a few more times before pulling out completely and penetrating her core. He didn’t let up on the punishing thrusts. If anything, he fucked her sex even harder. His penis was stiff inside her vagina, and he was coming close to orgasm.
He sunk into her. His erection going deep with a feral groan. He bent on his knees, pushing forward. One of his hands was clasped painfully on her hip, the other on the top of her arm as he maintained the demand his pelvis made of her sex.
Her sweet slickness drove him mad and over the edge in his release. He came inside her. Hard. His juices erupted on a guttural, exhausted, burly, “Grrrrrrr!” His whole body spasmed as he came inside her. His cock and waist trembled. His face contorted in the throes of indescribable ecstasy.
And she milked him. Her sex pressing his cock, sucking on his phallus like it was the end of the world and this was their last goodbye. She noticed the change before he did. She felt his cock grow bigger than usual within her. She looked up and saw his eyes grow fierce and flicker with specks of light. Then all at once, they were black.
“Honey? Sweetheart?” She moved her hands over his arms and felt the soft tuffs of hair explode on his skin. She panicked. Scared and thrilled at the same time.
“Sweetheart? You’re going feral on me, babe.”
He purred. “Don’t you think I know that? But I can’t stop thrusting.” He pushed inside of her again and again. Her hot silken sheath, a hypnosis on the senses. He growled like a bear in his agonizing fight to not shift completely. “Urrrgggh.” The spasms felt amazing as liquid heat lanced his brain and midsection. He came again and again. Then he jackknifed his erection into her and bowed down, embracing her. Crumpling her to him as he steadied his sex and urged it not to move. He stopped shifting, and felt his ejaculations slowly subside. After he was spent, he just stayed there with her sweat streaked body crushed to his.
She moaned, loving how their bodies felt against each other. Her voice was a hoarse whisper, “Lovely.”
Viktor chuckled. The rumble in his pecs made her feel tingly all over. She moved her crushed arms out and around him. Hugging him. His chin was on her head and she bent her head back to lick at his chin. “You make me feel feral for you, baby,” she cooed. But if the words were meant to soothe his insatiable hunger for her sex, they were a bad choice.
His cock punched in her again, as if hemorrhaging seed. His eyes looking down at her glowed and his teeth gnashed, shifting to those of a bear. His voice reverberated, “I could eat you all up, my sweet. Don’t tell me shit like that when I’m close to turning Were, not unless you don't value your life.”
And he grew. His frame became bulky. His pectorals expanded. His six pack sprung hair like a wheat field. Audrianna watched, excited. She scrambled in her attempt to get her face closer to his. Her arms circled his neck and she drank of his lips like it was the sweetest of wines. She suckled on his lips and his tongue danced with hers. He moaned into her mouth.
He laid her back on the carpet again. This time he laid on top of her. Crushing her to the carpet. Still kissing. Suddenly he stood with preternatural speed. His cock still in her pussy. He mimicked the same supernatural speed to get to the bed, laying her down on the satin, cylindrical pillows. He ripped his shirt apart, yanked off his clothes and tossed them aside. His naked body was a wondrous sight to behold.
Audrianna leaned forward, clasping his burgeoning manhood in both her hands. “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to how beautiful you are.” She leaned forward and kissed the tip.
He shivered. “Fucking shit!” He put both his hands on her shoulders and shoved her backward into the mattress. “You’re killing me.” He moved his hand so he could push his thumb into her mouth. She licked, sucked, and bit it. He moaned. The muscles and veins in his neck stretched. He shifted again, becoming more bear-like.
His hands grew and his nails grew black and curling. His skin stretched and hair grew into dark fur. His face contorted. It was cold. Menacing. His hand once again found itself round Audrianna’s neck. He bent his face close to hers. He turned her face to the side. “Don’t think I’ve forgotten, Audrianna. Don’t think that our rutting like wild animals gets you off the hook. I won’t tolerate you jeopardizing your life, or the life of our unborn child.” He didn’t squeeze her neck. The hold became a gentle caress. The edge of his nails scraped the skin. He dragged his hand down from the neck to the side of her breasts to the side of her small body.
He grabbed her ass with that hand and squeezed. “I want to take out a sizable chunk of your flesh, honey.” He grinned devilishly. “I want to sink my teeth into you, love. Would you let me eat you, Audrianna?” His voice was hollow, broad and deep. When he talked, there was a shimmer in the air as though his voice had the effect of creating waves visible to the naked eye and made to shake with the gong of a bell.
Audrianna looked at him, amazed he had turned this way over her. He was not yet all the way shifted. His skin was taut on his body and hair was supernaturally abundant, but he was not all together in Were-Bear form.        And his erection was magnificent and bulging. His balls hung low. She wanted to take him into her mouth, but she wondered if it would break his concentration and make him shift completely. She purred, mischievously, “I love it that we make love over-the-brink.”
Viktor smiled at her. Enigmatic. “I’ll take that as a yes.” Then he mounted her, kissing her and penetrating her deeply at the same time. He fucked her. His rhythm unnatural. Then his lips parted from hers and he pressed her down at the top of her shoulders with his arm and he bent over her, still fucking her core. He let his elongated tongue explore her hot skin. He laved her breasts with his tongue, sucking on them. Allowed the dark buds to ease out of the crevice of his teeth slowly. She gasped and whimpered. Saying his name over and over again. “Oh, Viktor, Viktor, Viktor…”
His name on her lips was like an aphrodisiac to his senses. He growled. His tongue continued its ministrations, licking down her chest, her swelled belly. Lingering on her belly button. Dipping in the circle. Then he pulled out of her completely as she neared complete release. She cried out. She cried out some more when she felt his tongue taste her sex.
Viktor laid on the bed between her legs and stuck his tongue deep into her. He sucked on her clit. He revelled in the taste of her in his mouth. After so long a wait, they were together again, and he lapped at her like she was a doggy bowl. There was little tenderness and reverence. He wanted all of her and he was near feral. His brain couldn’t think of anything other than rutting right now. Forget gentle.
His rough tongue grazed the wall of her womanhood and she seized up, stunned by the pleasure it gave her. The heat rocketed through her core, up her belly, and her body began to shake. She hyperventilated. She groaned. Her hands gripped and twisted the bed sheets.
“Urghhmm.” Uncontrollable in her response to him. His tongue spiked at her core.
He lifted his head before she could come. He sat back on his haunches, looking down. “That was mainly for my benefit.” His lips glistened.
She whimpered her disapproval of his absence. She observed him through narrow slits, eyes glazed and sparkling. “Let it out. Your hair.” She panted. “I want to see it, everywhere.”
Viktor smiled. A seductive, knowing smile that exuded male domination. He reached for the band at the end of his braid and pulled it off. He passed his hands through his long dark hair and loosened the braid until his hair cascaded down his back and over his shoulder. The white ends a magnificent anomaly. He bent down and kissed her soundly. The passion in the kiss spurred her to purr into his mouth.
Her hands tangled in his hair and when he lifted his head, his hair cascaded in a waterfall that shielded them from the outside world. He drove into her slowly and each movement made her body quake. He marvelled at the expressions of pure bliss that paraded across her face. Watching her excited him and urged him to increase the pace to the maddening pitch it had been before. She growled. Raising her hands to press into his skin, she dragged them down his chest and sculpted abdomen. The effect it had on him was raw and he bucked his hips forward, his shoulders flexed backward, his head flung back and he growled like a black bear. Audrianna arched to meet his thrusts and then she circled her arms around his neck and pulled at him, forcing him to lower his head to her. She kissed him. Sucking in as much breath as he could give her. She wanted to be connected with him totally and completely as they both surrendered. Above and beyond pleasure.
And then the orgasm came for both of them like a jack-hammer. He came, releasing his seed inside of her like an unleashed spigot and he rode her like a moped. Fast and furious.
Her senses only existed for the experience of being fucked by this man. Audrianna drew her leg around his thighs, milking him for all she was worth. He had power. In his muscles and his thrusts. In what he said and what he did. He had power and she relished being able to have that power heel to her, and only to her.
When the orgasms subsided for both of them, Viktor did not bother to stretch himself to the side to alleviate Audrianna of his weight, but collapsed right on top of her.
“Yo, baby on board.”
He chuckled. “You can take it, can’t you.” Viktor’s face contorted as the orgasm continued to lick him good. He continued to come and he rolled off her. He thrust his hips upward and held his cock in his palm as he braced himself for the upcoming jolt.
Audrianna giggled. “Mine.” She got up, made her way to his cock and clamped her lips down on the tip, removing his closed palm and sticking her tongue inside the folds of the foreskin, and sucked. She lay on top of him, her ass to his face.
He started fingering her vagina while massaging her ass with his other thumb. She took him in her mouth completely, sucking off the remaining orgasm despite the frenzy that was building in her from his toying with her clit.
His dick popped out of her mouth, bobbing and hitting her lips. “Unn! Don’t stop, baby. Mmmm.”
Viktor chuckled. “Sweetheart, I’ve been gone long time. I plan to make this last all night.” And with that, he slapped her left butt cheek with his open palm.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

E.R. Baine has a degree in Computing with a minor in English and a Career Diploma in Freelance Writing. She has been a voracious reader and writer all her life. E.R. Baine writes romance series for adults.

Dear Reader,
I fall more and more in love with my characters the more I write about them. Hello, my name is E.R. Baine and I own the start-up Chunksie Entertainment. I started it back in 2005 when I was 25 years old and first started University. Now I have my degree in Computing, with a minor in English, I decided to pick up where I left off with my writing.

Back in 2005 I had about 60 poems on the site, with one of them being published. This time I have decided to venture into the realm of serialized romantic drama.

I love vampires, werewolves, demons, devils and angels. My influences are wide ranging, from Shakespeare, to J.R. Ward's The Black Dagger Brotherhood to Jeff Lindsay's Dexter novels.

My books incorporate a heavy dose of romance. Many of my characters would go on to get their happy ending, though with a myriad of trials and tribulations along the way. I like writing about diverse characters and not sticking to the boring boy-meets-girl meme.

I love 'love'. And I like the fact that I feel my readers grow more closer to me with every word I write that they read. I look forward to my fans getting to know me better with every book I write. It is a pleasure touching all of your hearts with my writing voice.

Thank you for reading my novels. I hope you have as much joy reading them as I have writing them.

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Review: 

            These stories are erotica with a supernatural twist.  The story is facinating about a were-bear mysticm ex assassin running a legitimate conglomerate, trying to raise a family and run an underground criminal empire, with his were wife, who is occasionally possessed by a saint.  Thrown in a creepy priest, a were wolf pack, some vampires and a human or two and that about covers it.

            I give these stories 4 out of 5 clouds and a chili pepper rating of 9, very hot.


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