The After-Halloween Party

  I hate seeing Halloween end, so I have officially extended it for another day!  Here to help me in my celebration are my two rebel friend authors:  Candince Stauffer and Claudy Conn!!  They are going to be joining us at:  

 

I can't wait for that event!!  Until then, I will be bringing you news and updates from all the wonderful authors that are attending!! And we will of course be giving out some great prizes!!! These two girls have put together an awesome Halloween skit and then of course we will take a look at their books!!

 

 

Roxie turned from the dark dilapidated mansion and stared at Mia, “I hate haunted...”

   “Yeah. Me too.” Mia took a deep breath and released it with a sigh.

   “Well,” Roxie shrugged, “They are in there…I can feel Chase although I can’t seem to get through to him.”

   “Same here,” Mia said. “It really bothers me. I never have a moment of privacy. Joseph is always poking around in my head. What if they are…no.” She shook her head. “Whatever it takes we will get to them.”

   “Together, girl?” Roxie lifted her leg and they smiled at each other as one they took the door down with resounding thunder.

   The House creaked and then a roar grew and burst with untapped power and it seemed as though a mouth opened wide and released a visible gust of air that carried a stench. They scrunched up their faces and both put their hands to their noses as they grimaced.

   “Ugh…oh…” Roxie gritted her teeth and began chanting a spell to fight off the dark magic that was quickly surrounding them.

   Waving her hand above her head, Mia created a barrier of protection around them to block the horrid odor. “That was disgusting.” 

   They stood in a dark round hallway where they were surrounded by 4 doors. They tried the first and held each other back from the dark abyss that reached its sticky tentacles out to ensnare them.

   Silently they moved to the next one and there…there they saw Joseph and Chase, both naked to the waist, standing back to back, ready to spring. But, even as they entered, it was obvious the guys couldn’t see them.

   “What is up with this?” Roxie whispered. “They look like they are in a trance…but not.”

   “I’ve never seen anything like it.”

   Roxie and Mia moved into the room. Roxie linked with Chase as did Mia with Joseph and they realized their mates were caught in an illusion.

   Joseph and Chase are trapped by dark magic.

   “I can see through his eyes…Mia…they think that we are being held over a pool of acid…” Roxie grabbed Mia’s hand, “Can you break the illusion?”

   Lifting her phone, Mia nodded. “Sure thing. We can combine our power and create a spiritual hedge to block the dark magic. It’s a little trick I learned from Joseph. But first, I need to take a new profile picture of him.” She took the picture. “Okay. Let’s do it. Merge with me.”

   The men were immediately released from the spell, and the demon who had trapped them  slammed the doors of the mansion in his attempt to keep them within.

   Lesser demons suddenly appeared out of nowhere and the four were drawn into a battle. Blood—gore…and guts lay on the floor, but Mia and Joseph, Roxie and Chase, stood in a small circle and nodded to one another…the house was beginning to cave in on itself. Time to get out!

  Bam, boom, and with a creaky sound of death, the old mansion disintegrated.

  Chase turned to Roxie and pulled her in to him, “Baby…I was sick thinking you were in danger…”

  “And now?” Roxie teased.

  “And now…” Chase brushed his lips on hers as his tongue began to show her just what he wanted then and there.

“I want you, Joseph.” Mia’s wicked little hand gripped his cock from outside his pants. “All of you.”

“Mia.” Her name came out sounding like a growl and groan combined into one. Joseph pinned her back against a tree and kissed her deeply, passionately. He was on fire. Burning up. He needed to get her the hell out of there. But first… “Give me the damn phone. You are not posting the picture.”

“Too late.” Mia laughed.

   

Come and meet Joseph and Mia…

Exquisite Breath of Darkness:

She rushed him and, with a burst of lycan strength, took him down onto the floor. For a few seconds, she sat motionless, her gaze not once wavering from his. He’d never even imagined a more exquisite woman. From the moment he’d first taken her hand at the cemetery six months ago, she’d become as essential to him as the air he breathed. For many years he thought he would never find a love as strong and as pure as her love. Now, he couldn’t fathom a life without her. He never wanted to try.

Too afraid to move, to touch her, to do anything that might stop her, he kept his fists clenched as his sides. He watched. He waited. He hoped for more. The sight of her on top of him, looking down at him with so much love and lust in her eyes, stole his breath away. It was his perfect fantasy made reality. He’d never experienced anything nearly as glorious until she reached down to touch him.

Her fingers never stopped touching his body, moving over him, exploring him with such obvious fascination and hunger that he was trembling with pleasure, with anticipation for more. “I really want to hate you right now, Joseph. I can’t believe I’m burning up for you like this. I’m going crazy. I’m not even sure of what to do with you.” Moving slowly, she leaned down, stretching her body over his. “I’ve never needed anything more than I need you right now. I have to touch you.”

Her breath was deliciously hot against his skin as her lips moved from the base of his throat to his jaw. “Oh, damn, Mia.” Closing his eyes, he savored the sensation of her mouth and tongue playing over his skin. He knew he needed to stop her. “Mia.” Her name came out sounding like a strangled groan. Her teeth gently teased his chin, jaw, neck, and ear. “Wait.” His pulse thundered in his ears. Nothing inside him wanted to detour her from touching him. How the hell was he going to regain control of his body’s demand for her?

“I feel alive when I’m with you.” Her fingers worked on unknotting his tie until she’d pulled it off. She framed his face with her hands. “Look at me, Joseph.” He opened his eyes. “Stop holding back. I need you to touch my body, every part of my body. Lose control with me. I need to feel every inch of your skin against mine. Need me, burn for me like I’m burning up for you.” Her mouth felt heavenly in the most sinful of ways feeding on him as her fingers worked to undo his shirt buttons. “Touch me, Joseph.”

 

And meet Roxie and Chase in Shadowlife-Hybrid:

 

She knew he was three hundred years old—talk about messing with an older man—however, it was difficult to keep that in mind when he looked to be in his late twenties. In spite of the fact that she liked doing things for herself, she felt a certain flutter of pleasure as he helped her out of the car and saw her to the beautifully arched oak door.

A moment later he had opened the door and stood aside for her to enter first. She had to brush up against him in order to pass inside. A sensation rushed through her body, and a wave of heat infiltrated her loins. He made her feel hot, wet, and ready …

She had to get control. What was happening to her? She took in a deep breath and turned to him to say good night. Her mouth opened and stayed that way, but nothing came out.

All at once he scooped her into his arms, wrapping her in an embrace that left her breathless and wanting more. She knew she should object—damn, she knew she should run. Object, she told herself, but instead, her traitorous body pressed against his as he bent his head to hers and touched his mouth—oh, that sensuous mouth—to hers.

Her mouth was already open and ready for his kiss, and when that meeting took place, she lost herself to him. His touch vibrated wildly through her body as his tongue introduced itself to hers.

Run! her brain demanded. Run now … but how could she when rockets were blasting away any route of escape? Hunger real and overwhelming eclipsed all logic, all other considerations. She was hungry for this … no … for this from him, from this bold and feral man. Stop! her mind hissed. This is only because you haven’t been with a man in so long, she told herself … stop.

His kiss turned into two and three, and then suddenly, just as she wanted to tear off his clothes and have him, he was the one who pulled away.

And when he spoke he sounded as though he were panting—no, wait. She was the one who was panting.

He said, “Forgive me,” turned on his heel, and was gone.

She stood but reached for the wall to steady herself.

Holy shit! What was that?

 

This REALLLY Cracked me up!!!  And now for the books:

 

What do you do when your father wants to turn you into a vampire and the man who offers you protection has his own, dark agenda?

Shawna Rawley has no choice but to run. Pentim Rawley, one of the most evil vampires who has ever lived, has just discovered that she is his daughter. Now he’s obsessed with finding and turning her. She doesn’t want Pentim to find the people she loves and use them to get to her. She doesn’t want him to find and turn her. She has only one ace up her sleeve. The human in her may be at risk, but in addition to being half vamp, Shawna is also a white witch!

Chad MacFare has an offer for Shawna he thinks she can’t afford to refuse: he’ll protect her from Pentim and his minions. But Shawna doesn’t trust the sexy immortal. She knows he has his own agenda—he wants to kill her father, and he wants to set her up as bait.
 

 

Being a nearly invincible immortal warrior, Joseph Payne had never paid attention to time, but now time consumes his every thought because he is running out of it.

Fate is about to rip Mia Harte, the only woman he will ever love, out of his arms because she belongs to Eli Thomas, the relentless alpha male of one of the strongest lycan packs in the Pacific Northwest.

 

Exquisite Breath of Darkness  Teaser:

 

“I need to feel every inch of your skin against mine.”

 

She rushed him and, with a burst of lycan strength, took him down onto the floor.

For a few seconds, she sat motionless, her gaze not once wavering from his. He’d never even imagined a more exquisite woman. From the moment he’d first taken her hand at the cemetery six months ago, she’d become as essential to him as the air he breathed. For many years he thought he would never find a love as strong and as pure as her love. Now, he couldn’t fathom a life without her. He never wanted to try.

 

Too afraid to move, to touch her, to do anything that might stop her, he kept his fists clenched as his sides. He watched. He waited. He hoped for more. The sight of her on top of him, looking down at him with so much love and lust in her eyes, stole his breath away. It was his perfect fantasy made reality. He’d never experienced anything nearly as glorious until she reached down to touch him.

 

Her fingers never stopped touching his body, moving over him, exploring him with such obvious fascination and hunger that he was trembling with pleasure, with anticipation for more. “I really want to hate you right now, Joseph. I can’t believe I’m burning up for you like this. I’m going crazy. I’m not even sure of what to do with you.” Moving slowly, she leaned down, stretching her body over his. “I’ve never needed anything more than I need you right now. I have to touch you.”

 

Her breath was deliciously hot against his skin as her lips moved from the base of his throat to his jaw. “Oh, damn, Mia.” Closing his eyes, he savored the sensation of her mouth and tongue playing over his skin. He knew he needed to stop her. “Mia.” Her name came out sounding like a strangled groan. Her teeth gently teased his chin, jaw, neck, and ear. “Wait.” His pulse thundered in his ears. Nothing inside him wanted to detour her from touching him. How the hell was he going to regain control of his body’s demand for her?

 

“I feel alive when I’m with you.” Her fingers worked on unknotting his tie until she’d pulled it off. She framed his face with her hands. “Look at me, Joseph.” He opened his eyes. “Stop holding back. I need you to touch my body, every part of my body. Lose control with me. I need to feel every inch of your skin against mine. Need me, burn for me like I’m burning up for you.” Her mouth felt heavenly in the most sinful of ways feeding on him as her fingers worked to undo his shirt buttons. “Touch me, Joseph.”

 

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