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Taken #3 – New Erotic Vampire Confession

Taken_EC3_sloganA third Erotic Vampire Confession is now available! Check it out :)

About Taken #3

In a rare opportunity to meet an ancient vampire, Randi Fang, blogger and 21st century vampire, heads to Paris to interview a woman known as the Demon Queen. Her story is one that will test Randi’s limits and open-mindedness because her tale is too astonishing to swallow. (Cover by Ally Thomas, Author of The Vampire from Hell series)

Reading Level: ADULT CONTENT! FOR Open-Minded Mature Readers, 18+

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EXCERPT FROM TAKEN #3

Third Interview Introduction

Being a vampire, I like to think I’m open-minded to all things, or almost all things.  I listen to other vampires confess their deepest, darkest secrets, if they so choose, and I can’t judge them.  Or at least I shouldn’t.  I sympathize with them.  I cry with them.  I give them a venue to share what they want to share.  That’s what this quest of mine is all about.

Sometimes, however, my sanity is challenged and I struggle to not form some type of opinion when I hear a confession.  This is one of those times.

I met Diane many years after she had been turned from a human into a vampire, many years after she had assumed her role as the Demon Queen, and many years after she had walked away from her lover, Satan.

From time to time, I had heard stories about virgins being kidnapped by monsters and taken to another world.  Being a 21st century vampire, I didn’t really pay attention to such stories.  I blew them off as urban legends or silly fairy tales perverted humans shared with one another in order to get a rise out of the other.

Leaving Max, my wolfhound home, I caught the last flight to France.  After I met Diane at a coffee shop near the museum district in downtown Paris on a balmy Sunday afternoon, my opinion about these ‘Taken’ stories greatly changed and I realized that sometimes even though I’m a vampire, I don’t know everything about the true darkness hiding out there.

Starting the Interview

Interview by Randi Fang with Diane, the Demon Queen.  Recorded July 16, 2014 in Paris, France, soon after sunset.

“Thank you for waiting for me.  I do apologize.  I didn’t realize traffic would be so bad.” I collapsed in the chair, slinging my backpack and keys on the table.

“It’s quite alright.  I enjoyed watching the sunset.”

“You saw it?” Immediately I was amazed with the interview subject before me, a 4,000 year old vampire who had been referred in the past as the Demon Queen.  Now she simply went by the name, Diane.

“There are advantages to getting old, as the humans would say.  I’m enjoying longer evenings more often now.  Actually I had hoped you’d be late, so I could take advantage of seeing it.  I rise just before dusk now, but I don’t get out to the city as often as I’d like.”

“I understand,” I muttered, trying not to let on that I was rather nervous sitting across from this female vampire.  She was probably the oldest vampire I had ever interviewed, and suddenly saying something stupid in front of her worried me greatly.  Being less than one hundred years old meant I wasn’t a super-strength vampire.  At least not yet.  This woman before me had to be stronger than I could imagine.  Yet she didn’t look threatening.  Quite the contrary.  She seemed reserved, delicate like a china doll, and almost kind like a thoughtful human.  Her hair was hidden under the hood of her long, flowing satin cloak, but I could see wisps of her strawberry red hair surrounding her face.  I tried not to catch my breath when a glimpse of her face came into my view beneath the dim street lamps.  A porcelain mask shown back at me, full ruby, red lips, high cheek bones, and shining reddish orange eyes, the color of volcanic lava, and as rumor would have it, the reason she had been called the Demon Queen.

“I don’t want to scare you,” she began in a quiet voice.  She shifted her legs beneath the table and sat a snakeskin Prada bag next to my belongings.

I hadn’t really seen her lips move, but I had heard her just the same.  Unsure what to say, my eyes registered on her neck and cleavage, her ivory skin seemed unblemished and amazingly translucent as if her body comprised a solid state of white mist instead of flesh.  Her dark clothes only accentuated that fact.

“May I speak to your mind as I tell my story?  It will be much easier.”

“Telepathy, you mean?”  My eyes traveled up to meet hers again.

She nodded.

Attempting to break our eye contact, I glanced down at my recording device.  My fingers quivered a bit as I searched for the Play button.  I wondered if I had enough memory to record what I foresaw as a lengthy interview.  What have I gotten myself into?

Before I knew it, she had my hand in her grasp.  Cold and deadly.  “My dear,” she began.  “I want to put you at ease.  I mean you no harm.  I’m actually quite taken with you, if I may say so.  You are doing something few in this world would dare do, and I commend you for it.  Truly.  Just relax and let out minds connect.  I only have a few hours, then I must go hunting.  You can join me, if you like.”

Slowly I let out a sigh of relief, maybe it was relief or more likely just a hope that I could focus my thoughts and concentrate on her every word.

“What do you want to tell me tonight?” I asked.

“My turning, many months after I was taken away by Satan.  I think that will be enough in one sitting.  Don’t you?”

Failing to form the words, I sat still.  I couldn’t reply.  I knew this was too great a challenge for me.  What had happened to her really?  She looked unlike any other vampire I had ever seen.

“This will help you,” Diane stated.  Taking her finger into her mouth, she bit down on her index finger.  Then she presented it to me.  “It’s just a drop of my blood, but it will help you get through this.  Drink, my child.”

Obeying her command without the least moment of hesitation, I took her finger into my grasp, licking away the small amount of blood she wanted to share with me.  The minute the liquid seeped down my throat, our minds were connected.

 

Diane’s Confession

I’m sure this story is going to be quite shocking to you, Randi.  Thinking over it again, I can understand that it would be to any novice human.  But you have to remember, I lived in a time when magic was very real.  Gods and demons exchanged relationships with humans, and getting the chance to be in their presence was a gift.

My parent died on my twentieth birthday.  Being an only child with few friends or suitors, I was extremely lost without them.  Maybe that’s why I didn’t resist when I was kidnapped by the dark lord.  I didn’t struggle to run away from his grasp, so I became Satan’s play thing.

I welcomed him when he came to me that last night before he turned me.  There was a ravenous desire in my stomach I could not deny.  I wanted him now more than ever.  I had grown to love Satan ever since he had taken me from my home on Earth many months ago.  Now I enjoyed our nightly lovemaking and knew trusting my heart to let the demon dwell inside me was the smartest move I had ever made.  That night, long ago, when he had first appeared in my room, stayed with me like the satisfaction of a warm blood meal in my belly.

When Satan had carried me off to this other world to be his highest-ranking sex pet, I hoped he would turn me into a demon like him.  However, he had not, not yet.  Ever since my parents had died, I had not wanted to continue living as a human.  At twenty years old, I was certain of that fact.  Satan was my way out, my way into a new world, a new destiny.  Maybe I wanted that more and more every day than I wanted the demon.  Of course, I had ambitions beyond most young girls’ comprehension of right and wrong.  I dreamed of living with my demon lover forever.  Perhaps one day, I would become his queen.  Unfortunately, things did not turn out like that exactly.

***

Diane paused for a moment.  “Do you understand?”

I nodded, letting the magnitude of her story wash over me.  Kidnapped by Satan.  Taken into a world of sex and pleasure unlike anything humans had known.  A chosen pet.  A future of unforeseen desires and delights.  It was hard to comprehend.

She continued, “Looking back now some three thousand and eighty years, I can understand why this would seem odd, even disgusting.  I had never been with a mortal man, so I didn’t know what to expect.  But, Randi, before you judge me – as all do – think of this, do humans cast an approving eye upon your nature?  When you drain their sister or brother of their blood do you still have their sympathy?”

I nodded again.  “You’re right.  I’m starting this all wrong.  I shouldn’t be a hypocrite.  I’m sorry.”

A flash of her hand waving in the air and a slow smile creasing her face made me realize I had been forgiven, at least for the time being.

“I played the hand I was dealt.  It’s as simple as that,” Diane concluded.  “I’d expect you would have done the same, my dear.”

 

 


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New Western Romance by Catherine Wolffe (with Naughty Excerpt)

Happy Thursday! We’ll be riding in on our horses tomorrow night for Author Catherine Wolffe!

March 7th, Catherine will be releasing the second book in her western romance series, The Loflin Legacy. Join us TOMORROW NIGHT for the Facebook event for Casey’s Gunslinger. Click here or on the banner below.

About Casey’s Gunslinger

When Casey St. Clair returns to Tyler to locate her birth father, she seeks the help of the town’s attorney, the wickedly handsome, Charles Harrison. Abandoned as a baby by the town’s most influential man, Earl Loflin, Casey’s plan includes going to any length to shame the man who sired her. Charles sees her plan as a foolhardy attempt at revenge. He’ll do his best to protect her without resorting to the methods of his past. But when his past comes calling and Casey walks blindly into a trap, he’s the only man who can save her and any future they have together.

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Cover Design by Ally Thomas

Cover Design by Ally Thomas

Naughty Excerpt – Enjoy!

Charles never returned the rest of the day.  Casey waited until past closing time before she locked up the shop and retired to her room out back.

She wanted a warm bath as well as a good sleep.  After heating water for the hip tub, Casey undressed, slipping into the water slowly.  She’d made sure the water was hot in hopes it would soak away some of the tension the day had brought.  Charles sad eyes kept appearing.  Resting her head on a towel, she closed her eyes, doing her best to focus on nothing.  The lavender Maggie had left with her helped.  Before long, she was dozing.

A thump outside sounded muffled, yet solid.  Glass breaking brought her upright in the water.  Before she could scream, the cabin door flew open.  Charles barged inside.  “My door is locked.  You locked me out of my own office!”

Clutching her arms to her breasts, she hoped her privates remained below the water enough so as not to be seen by his bleary, bloodshot eyes.  He’d been drinking.

“Mr. Harrison, do you mind?  I’m bathing!”  Clutching the tiny washcloth over her skin, the discomfort of being naked wreaking havoc on her confidence.  She’d never live down the incident.  “Would you please leave?”

“I want my keys, damn you.  Give me my keys.”  Stumbling toward the tub, he glanced up and down at the burnished brass container before asking, “Is this my tub?  What are you doing with my tub?”  His voice rose with each vowel.  “I said, I want my keys.  Now, Miss St. Clair!”

What absolute gall!  He’d given her permission to use the tub whenever she wanted.  However, it appeared he’d changed his mind all of a sudden!  Well, they’d see about that!  Shifting, she grabbed the linen towel, turning away as she secured it over her breasts.  The nerve of this pompous, drunken cur!  Cutting chilly eyes in his direction, Casey stood up in the water.  Making a show of getting out and tub, she sauntered to the table beside the tiny potbellied stove.  “Here are your keys, Mr. Harrison.”  The fire in her belly churned as he swayed precariously in place.  She held the keys up for his examination.  Too late she realized she taunted him.

He took a step forward.  His head swam on his shoulders as he stared blankly.  Out of the blue, he belched loud and long.  With one foot planted in a forward motion, he fell into Casey’s arms, taking them both down.

The air left her body.  Casey gasped under the restrictive weight of Charles sprawled on top of her.  Breathing became a chore as he cut off her air with his weight.  The floor’s hard boards cut into her back.

“My apologies, my dear.  It appears we’ve fallen.  Are you all right?”  With genuine concern in his words mixed with piteous dismay on his face, Charles attempted to make things right.  “I seem to be inebriated past my limit.  Do forgive me.”  He shifted, unpinning her as he rolled to his back in the midst of tub water on the wooden floor.  Like a fish out of his stream, he laid there staring at the ceiling.  Turning, he smiled a completely idiotic smile.  “I’m going to sleep now.  Good night.”  With those few words, Charles Harrison, attorney at law, fell asleep in the middle of Casey’s tiny, one room cabin.

Amazed some bone wasn’t broken, Casey closed her eyes in silent thanks.  With air in her lungs, she clutched the towel tight to her breasts.  Never in all her days had she ever seen the likes of such a scoundrel.  He’d practically broken down her door and stomped in, demanding she give him his key.  No tactful apology for the intrusion, no rational explanation for why he didn’t have a key on his person.  He didn’t have the decency to cover his eyes when he witnessed her naked in the water.  No, Mr. Charles Harrison was fast becoming a rogue of the first kind as far as she was concerned.  Now he’d passed out on her floor!  Of all the bone-headed things to do!

Scurrying to her meager closet, she snatched out a thin, white cotton nightgown and slipped it over her neck and shoulders.  Examining the sorry state of affairs, she finished covering her nakedness with the lightweight gown and concluded Mr. Harrison could remain right where he was for as long as he needed to sleep off whatever demons he’d tried to drown.

She was going to go inside his building and make use of the fresh sheets she’d put on his bed earlier that day.  Hoping he had the worst headache known to mankind when he woke, she shut the door behind her.  Gathering her hem, she slipped quietly inside the office of the only attorney in Tyler.

Having become accustom to where everything was in the apartment Charles kept off to the side of the outer office, she lit the lamp beside his large, strongly appointed bed.  The headboard, a heavily carved piece of walnut held an image of an avenging angel holding a sword above her head.  Casey didn’t understand why he would have such a symbol of courage and strength over his bed.  Certain things about Mr. Charles Harrison bemused her.  Why was he so incensed by the idea of her not confiding in him regarding her encounter with Earl Loflin?  Surely, he could afford her some privacy in her personal matters.  Yet, he kept a close eye on her.  Insisting he escort her wherever she needed to go.  She couldn’t say she minded his attention, yet, the demands he placed on her privacy were becoming a problem.  Perhaps the time had come to sever the ties with Mr. Harrison.  The consideration hurt.  Soon, she’d have to make a decision.

Casey slipped into the bed, with the crisp, white linens she’d taken off the line and carefully put on the feather ticked mattress that afternoon.  Examining the ceiling, she did her best to concentrate on falling asleep.  Tomorrow would come soon enough with whatever the predicament of Charles and the incident in her cabin would bring.  She needed sleep.

Closing her eyes, her mind wouldn’t quiet down.  Round and round her mind whirled with images of him looming over her in the tub, his eyes constantly on her as she did her best to get out of the tub without displaying herself completely for his perusal.  Despite her reasoning to the contrary, Casey tingled in her feminine place far too much.  Her reaction to being naked in his presence did things to her.  She understood that now.  Wanting Charles Harrison to touch her was a reoccurring dream.

Slowly, she tugged the cotton gown up from around her legs.  Trailing a finger up the skin of her inner thigh, she let go of the breath she’d been holding.  Carefully sliding her fingers between her folds, she rubbed against the need burning within her woman’s body.  The picture of him walking in the door as she writhed under her own ministering made Casey moan aloud.  Her pulse beat in rapid time as the blood rushed to her loins.  Her breath quickened with the onslaught of the pressure mounting in her fevered body.  Never having experienced such a thrill, she somehow knowing she was wanton for allowing her body to let go.  She shoved the warning of sinful desires to the furthest corner of her mind, focusing instead on Charles’ eyes on her as she stroked her nub.  The raw need burning in his face could fuel any fire, which she set to burning.  Such a secret pleasure, she’d never regret.  After all, being alone to dream wasn’t a crime.  She imagined him in the doorway, tall, dark, and sexy.  Her fingers worked deeper within her wet flesh.  Spiraling upward, the temptation grew to an unbearable peak.  Casey’s cry of release swamped her completely.  Without a care for who heard, she let the ecstasy wash over her in waves.  As the yearning bedded down within its casket of secrecy, Casey’s blood slowly cooled.  At last, she found the slumber she sought.  Visions of Charles lying next to her in satisfied repose, his arm thrown above his head and his hand resting possessively atop her thigh gave her the necessary potion for sleep she desperately need.  Tomorrow became a distant concern.

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Free ebooks for Friday

Below are Free Ebooks in different genres you may want to explore. Some are by our Contributors. Some are favorite picks by our Contributors. They are organized according to genre. If you read and like any of these free ebooks, please consider giving the author a favorable review.

Updated 2/10/14 with ten free ebooks!

Anthologies

Darlings of Darkness – Free at Amazonvanthology

A star-studded anthology of thrilling, action-packed and totally swoon-worthy first books from ten different vampire series by your favorite women authors including Ally Thomas, Chrissy Peebles, Kristen Middleton, Suzy Turner, S.J. Wright, Trina M. Lee, W.J. May, Dale Mayer, K.C. Blake, and Claire Farrell. (Cover Design by Cora Graphics)

Cover art by Damon Za at damonza.com

Cover art by Damon Za at damonza.com

Zombie Wolf: The Next Generation (Excerpt) in Darlings of Decay – Free at Amazon | Smashwords

Ally Thomas shares a short story from her upcoming paranormal fantasy book called Zombie Wolf: The Next Generation #1. You can read it for FREE in the zombie anthology, Darlings of Decay.

At twenty-four Zachary has been through many zombie outbreaks and knows how to stay alive. He’s been so good at killing zombies for so many years that he makes a living at it. He claims it’s the reason he has the nickname the ‘Zombie Wolf,’ even though he knows that’s not the case.

With time and space travel being as common as the Internet and cell phones, Zachary and his team travel often to kill zombies and rid the solar system of total infestation. Now in the year 3015 A.D., more sightings of zombies are being reported on Planet Earth, but no one knows how to kill these snake-like creatures. Zachary’s destiny unfolds when he comes face to face with the next generation of zombie and an innocent bystander gets bitten. He considers killing the attractive girl because she’s as good as dead anyways. But when he sees she has a werewolf mark, same as what he has, he knows he must save her.

Young Adult Romance

FinalLHell_P1_EM_JournalsLove Begins in Hell (The Moon Journals: Part 1) by Ally Thomas – Free at Amazon Smashwords

For some, love begins when you least expect it. For Elana, falling in love begins in Hell. When twenty-one-year-old Elana is kidnapped and finds herself in Hell of all places, she discovers something unique in her ancestry. She’s a werewolf and she’s fallen in love with someone unexpectedly Dante, the young demon who agrees to help her escape.

(Cover Design by Ally Thomas)

Paranormal Romance

LaraNightDrake (post-apocalyptic short story) by Lara Adrian – Free at Amazon
Tough female mercenary Nisha the Heartless is hired to transport mysterious cargo arrived from exotic New Asia to a well-paying client. But things are never what they seem in a dark world now populated by humans and the Strange: shapeshifters and telepaths, nymphs and hobgoblins.

It is a lesson Nisha learns all too soon–one that puts her on a journey with a dangerously sexy, enigmatic man who will force her to confront the nightmares of her past, and risk her heart for a future she never dreamed could be hers….

Free at Amazon

LadyMist2_sample_sw2013The Lady in the Mist (A Werewolf Tale) -Sample by Catherine Wolffe – Free at Amazon Barnes & Noble | Kobo

The Civil War took Sonja Brooks’ husband and left her alone. Unprotected and scared, she runs headlong into a life changing event when she’s attacked by a pack of wolves. Her fate as a werewolf is sealed. When she stumbles upon Ty Loflin, a Rebel solider dying of his wounds, she nurses him back to health. He’s the perfect mate, but will he want her once he knows the truth?

In this sample at 7,000 words, Catherine Wolffe weaves a new blend of western romance with paranormal elements involving werewolves and vampires. (Cover Design by Ally Thomas)

Waking Up Dead (The Western Werewolf Legend Book #2) by Catherine Wolffe – Free at Amazon | Smashwords
The truth, Sonja Brooks understands is relevant. She’s a werewolf with a special ‘gift’ and faces danger at every turn. Now, the bloodsuckers stalk her family and the man she loves.

He vowed to protect his men despite the cost. Tyler Loflin must save them and Sonja from the threat of Yankee vampires. Seeking help from one of them will test his faith in the human he once knew and his own strength as a newly born werewolf.

Escaping to a better place, Ty and Sonja set out for Texas, but will the freedom and safety they seek elude them?

Paranormal Fantasy

Medium_Part1The Vampire from Hell (Part 1) – The Beginning by Ally Thomas – Free at Amazon iTunes | Barnes & Noble

Rayea isn’t daddy’s little girl, even if he is the most powerful fallen angel around. He wants her to take an active role in the family business. But she’s not interested in his schemes for world domination. Instead she wants to spend her time shopping on the Internet, rescuing humans from a horrific eternity, and practicing martial arts with her seven foot hellhound. Then one day everything changes.

Please note that this sample (as of May 2013) includes both Part 1 and Part 2 – A Vampire Among Angels. (Cover Design by Cora Graphics)

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Erotic Paranormal Romance

Conquest (My Vampire Lover Part #1)Conquest: My Vampire Lover Part #1 by Victoria Embers – Free at Amazon Barnes & Noble

Caroline, a werewolf and princess of the Golden realm, has discovered a new love in her vampire captor. She’s willing to risk everything, even her life, to prove to him she loves him and has forsaken all others including her family and her pack.

This sample contains Conquest (My Vampire Lover Part #1) and Chapters 1 and 2 from Redemption (My Vampire Lover Part #2). (Cover Design by Ally Thomas)

Desire (Erotic Vampire Confessions #1) by Randi Fang – Free at Amazon Desire_1_EVC_alt2

Desire (Erotic Vampire Confessions #1) begins as Randi Fang explores this subject with her first vampire to interview, a fan of the fang whom Randi calls simply Rose. Rose has a chance encounter with an actor who plays a vampire and discovers he’s “into” being bitten.

An excerpt to the next short story, Tasted (Erotic Vampire Confessions #2) is included. (Cover Design by Ally Thomas)

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Covet (V.E.T Vampire Romance Series Book 1) by Felicity Heaton – Free at Amazon

Javier knows better than to succumb to his hunger for Lilah. The mortal female belongs to a powerful aristocrat patron of Vampirerotique, the theater he runs with three other vampires. A single touch is all it would take to break the sacred law of his kind, sentencing himself to death, but his passion for her has become too fierce to ignore and he will risk everything to make Lilah his.

Lilah has fought her desire for Javier since arriving at his theater as a servant but each glance he has stolen, his eyes promising pleasure that will satisfy her longing for him, has chipped away at her defenses and she can no longer deny her need and her forbidden feelings for the powerful vampire male.

When they find themselves alone in a private box during one of the erotic performances, will they surrender to their passion and live out their wildest fantasies in a night of wicked pleasure or will the threat of Lilah’s master keep them apart forever?

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Valentine’s Day Kindle Fire Giveaway

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Dec. 2nd Manday Hotties Hop – Jon Bon Jovi

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Happy Monday! For this week’s Manday Monday Hotties Hop, I’m sharing a photo of Jon Bon Jovi. Enjoy!

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Nov. 25th Manday Hotties Blog Hop

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It’s Monday and that means again another Manday Hottie pic. For this week’s Manday Monday Hotties Hop, I’m featuring a favorite cowboy pic of mine.

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Manday Hotties Hop – Nov. 18th

I’m participating the “Manday Hottie Hop” sponsored by Felicity Heaton, author of the Vampire Erotic Theatre series.

Here’s my contribution for the week :) Enjoy!

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