A Moonlit Night Saga follows the story of Emily Johansson. She’s a woman with a secret, one that even she doesn’t know about. All that changes when vampires descend upon the town. Creatures of the night, they have begun terrorizing the town, covered in the shroud of darkness. If Emily hopes to hold back the shadows, she must discover the power hidden deep within her. Views: 65
Due to her ability to out-perform everyman in the village whether in hunting or in battle, no one expects Amber Lawson to ever marry. Her father is beside himself with her many disobediences, but Amber will not be dissuaded from her independent behavior, no matter how often she finds herself over his knee. One day, she finds herself in hands of the Norman leader, Cruel Piers, the Count de Monteforte, who takes it upon himself to take Amber back to his castle and exact some regular justice on her bottom. He is her enemy, but she can't ignore the fire that begins to burn within her when he touches her.Cruel Piers, the Count de Monteforte, has been appointed by King William the Conqueror to govern the region. The English, especially Amber, do not take the Norman occupation well, but Piers finds himself amused and intrigued by the wench that thwarts him at every turn and also submits so beautifully to him. When his men begin to get too personal with her, he claims the right to her... Views: 65
From the author of Voyeur comes a sizzling novel about seven steamy nights in Sin City, each one hotter than the last...Brenna Cayton doesn't need a man. At least that's what she keeps telling herself. Then her boss sends her on a business trip to Vegas to make sure Damon Andros-the sexiest man in the entire music industry-doesn't live up to his bad boy image. But before she knows it, business turns to extreme pleasure as Damon brings out her naughty side, fulfilling every one of her wildest fantasies. Now, she has just seven sultry nights to commit every sin in the book. Because once Damon discovers her dirty little secret, he'll surely never indulge their lust again... Views: 65
Product DescriptionChapter 1Chapter 1 Fleeing in terror wasn’t something Elyn Castel did. People usually ran from her, not the other way around. Besides, after she'd spent fifty years as the slave of a sadistic sociopath, there wasn't much anyone could do to inspire terror in her. But Elyn ran now, and she ran hard. She darted down the concourse in long bounds that made the humans gape, leaping over tables filled with diners, spinning around astonished space station security guards, ducking the angry claw swipe of a huge A’vi warrior. Her sensors revealed Jarl “Blade” Bladin was still behind her, matching her stride for impossible stride. But when the ill-tempered A’vi tried for him, one swing of an armored fist sent the massive alien down with a crunch, and a startled, agonized “Chik!” The pursuing security guards had to stop to help the injured A’vi. Never piss off a guy named Blade. Her own master could have told the A’vi that, had Blade left the vicious fuck alive. Elyn had heard that Blade did a very thorough job on Kruz. She would have thanked him for that, if only he hadn’t targeted her next. Just that instant, Elyn’s cyplant whispered, and she shot in the direction it indicated, a service corridor that snaked out to one of the station’s ten huge cargo holds. She could lose Blade there if she got lucky, or kill him if she had to. Or die if she failed. Odd. A few months ago, Elyn would have viewed the prospect of dying as a relief. But Kruz still trapped her then, vicious blight that he was. Now, she had no interest in dying. She was curious about what life would be like as something other than a vampire’s slave. Elyn might not deserve to live, but she wanted to give freedom a try. As she ran for the service corridor, she was acutely aware of the distance between her and her target. Cold, star-flecked blackness lay beyond the towering transparent walls of the Kring Station concourse, along with the elegant white shapes of the great passenger liners and cargo vessels that orbited alongside the space station. Beyond the ships lay the vast blue arc of the planet Cameron, with its landmasses in a hundred shades of green and brown. A thoroughly beautiful view had she not been running for her life. Elyn had always been fast. She reached the service corridor and plunged into it like a bucktor diving into its burrow. She knew that Blade was much bigger, since he’d been engineered for heavy combat, which made him slower and a fraction less agile. Still, no human and damned few aliens would have had a prayer against him. Elyn, however, was not human, and could run him into the ground. She'd already proven that. In the months he'd been pursuing her, Elyn had always outrun him. Unfortunately, now there was nowhere to run to. Her ship didn’t board for hours yet, and she’d have to shuttle over to it. Blade would be on her long before then. She had to either lose him or fight. Elyn really didn’t want to fight. He’d kill her. And he’d do it bloodily, as the newsies said he’d killed Kruz. If the reporters were right, if Blade really was powerful enough to slay such a monster, Elyn had no chance whatsoever. So she listened to the ring of boots on the corridor behind her with dread in her heart. The nanotekker made no other noise, said nothing, barely seemed to breathe hard, while Elyn sucked air in desperate gulps. It was like being pursued by a hunting cat, with a beast’s utter focus and lethal determination. Blood and Steel 7 Reasoning with a man like that wasn’t possible. She could only get the hell away from him. If she could. The corridor’s gray walls blurred past, and with each gazelle spring, her armored boots banged furiously on the deck in a drumroll of terror. Her heart kept time with the beat, pounding desperation in her ears. At last the great double doors of the cargo hold loomed, locked against anyone who did not have the entry code. In seconds, Elyn’s cyplant electronically hacked the code, and the doors slipped soundless Views: 65
PRAISE FOR ALEXX ANDRIA:"After reading just one of her stories, you'll find yourself wondering where Alexx Andria has been all your life." --Kelly Haven, best-selling author of the Diary of a Nympho and Barely Legal Babysitters seriesAMAZON US TOP 100 FREE EROTICA BEST-SELLING AUTHOR!An erotic paranormal romance short story between a wolf shifter and the curvaceous woman destined to be his mate.A CENTURY OF WAITING IS ABOUT TO ENDOlivia's life is about to change. She has no idea that the impossibly tall, dark-haired stranger watching her at the bar of her favorite club has actually been watching her for weeks. TWO SOULS DESTINED FOR ONE ANOTHERVance knows what he wants and he's not about to wait another moment to claim his woman. By night's end, she'll be bound to the beast.A contemporary paranormal love story of approximately 6,900 words. It is intended for mature readers only.EXCERPT:The hair on the back of my neck prickled and I slowly turned, praying that I was simply being melodramatic. But somehow I knew before even turning that it was him standing there, blocking my exit and watching me with open hunger.I turned and my heart jumped into my throat. "What are you doing?" I asked, my voice a high-pitched squeak as I flattened against the opposite wall. "This is the l-ladies room.""You smell like honey and rain," he said, his mouth curving in a sensual line that did weird things to my ability to remain standing. I almost forgot that he was likely a weirdo or psychotic killer but I remembered quickly when he began walking toward me. "Stop!" I cried, my voice shaking. "Or I'll scream. Get out and leave me alone and we can just forget this ever happened and you won't have to go to jail for being a creeper.""Forget? And why would I want to do that? It's taken a century to find you...I'm not about to walk away.""W-what? Are you crazy?" I asked, my mouth trembling. Had he said...a century? Fabulous. I was locked in a dimly light club bathroom with a crazy person. Hadn't my evening been crappy enough already? I looked furtively for something I could use as a weapon but aside from throwing soggy paper towel wads his way, I was screwed. This was how it ended, I thought grimly. Savaged by a nutball in a dirty bathroom. Tears pricked my eyes. "I don't want to die," I whispered as he strode toward me.At my whispered plea, he simply smiled darkly and pulled me roughly to him. "Who said anything about dying, sweetling?" he murmured, crushing me against the granite of his chest. "Humans," he chuckled with amusement even as I stiffened against him. "Such alarmists." He didn't give me a chance to respond as his head dipped down and suddenly his lips were moving across mine. He smelled of masculinity and raw power; sex and leather. The heady combination was enough to dampen my fear and sharpen my sudden arousal. He pressed me against the bathroom wall that was covered in profane graffiti and I gasped at the shock of his tongue searching for mine. I clung to him as he ground his hardened length against me through the rough denim of my jeans. I wiggled against the delicious pressure, quickly losing all sense of why this was a bad idea, and simply gave in to the intoxicating feel of being ravaged. Yes, ravaged was a good word for what he was doing to me. There was nothing soft or sweet about the way his hands were roaming my body as if memorizing every curve, every valley. I'd never been so consumed by another person in my life. Every boyfriend or casual sexual relationship I'd ever been in or with had always left me wanting for something deeper, more primal. He filled his hands with my breasts and when the fabric of my blouse impeded his questing touch, he growled and simply ripped it from my body.From the AuthorThank you for downloading BOUND TO THE BEAST and for the lovely fan mail regarding Olivia and Vance! Many have asked if I plan to continue this story but it's fairly self-contained, so although there are no plans to continue this particular story, I love writing about paranormal romances and I plan to do more soon. About the AuthorAlexx Andria writes hot, sultry erotica that ranges from the mild to the wild and everything in between. She believes a healthy sex life is the cornerstone to a strong relationship and she's happy if her stories help rev the engines of her readers! Views: 65
