retardant fashion? I hope so, because the Friday Flames will heat you up today!
computer hutch cave diligently writing away on Book Two of my Centaur Series. It’s
going well and I hope to have it ready for your eBook reading pleasure by
sizzling heat from another writer. Brenda Dyer (Website) has a HOT book out called Love’s
ever read before. If you think you’ve had your fill of blood-suckers, wait
until you read this book. You NEED to read this book!
Fredricks stamp of approval.
Mel is a vampire warrior sworn to hunt and kill demons in the dark streets of Vancouver.
But he’s burdened with a new assignment: find the meaning behind the Vampire
Prophecy. Having no faith in the gods and their empty words, he believes
there’s no truth to the ancient legend until he meets Breeana, a human woman
who bears the mark of the prophecy and resembles the mysterious woman haunting
his dreams. When a vengeful demon spies Breeana in his arms, she is marked for
death. He must take her from the world she knows until he can eliminate the
threat. But the real danger is the role Breeana must play in fulfilling the
prophecy and the intense feelings she brings out in him. Mel is forced to
choose between his obligations to his kind, the world, and the woman he loves.
Can he turn his back on love to let her go, or will he risk her life and bind
her to him for all eternity?
Small warriors of light…
Veterinarian, Dr. Breeana Spencer yearns for love and companionship, but the
disappointment of failed relationships have taken their toll. She now finds
solace in romance novels. But when she meets a mysterious stranger, she’s drawn
to him by a connection so forceful it shatters all reason, leaving her
incapable of resisting him. Yet there’s more to him than smoldering good looks
and a rock-hard body. As she’s drawn deeper into his danger-filled world, she
learns she’s part of an ancient vampire legend. Breeana fears her future is no
longer hers and will not include Mel. As their enemies close in, desperate to
destroy them both, she must fight to convince Mel her place is at his side. A life-altering
choice is before her—one that will take all her courage and love to make.
met human beauty Breeana inside of a nightclub. It’s time for her to go…but Mel
isn’t ready to let her leave. Nor does Breeana want to. They’re standing
outside in the parking lot next to her truck…
tip of his tongue flicked out, moistening his lower lip as if getting ready to
kiss her. She swayed forward slightly. Her body unconsciously tried to get
closer to what it craved. At the same time, he leaned in. When only an inch
separated them, she sensed him pull back.
me you fool, her mind screamed, but Mel took a step back.
Indecision clouded his eyes.
told her it was for the best.
once more latched onto her lips. This time he was going to kiss her. In answer,
her heart thrummed wildly and a pleasurable ache hummed between her thighs.
swept lower. She should leave, but her feet wouldn’t listen. Deep down she
wanted to taste his lips, wanted his tongue in her mouth, her breasts pressed
against his hard, broad chest. Right now, she couldn’t think beyond that, nor
did she care.
she rose up on her toes and placed a hand on his arm.
crushed hers with a strength that should have frightened her, but it had the
opposite effect; it sent her desire soaring to heights she’d never felt before.
The taste of beer, male, and raw desire played havoc with her senses.
fingers tangled in her hair as his tongue ravaged her mouth.
jacket. Her body vibrated as arousal built to a fevered pitch.
over her shoulders, down to her backside. Cupping her ass, he pressed her
nibbled, licked and sucked her lower lip before drawing it into his wet mouth.
Breeana wrapped her arms around his neck and molded her body against his,
trying to get closer, but it wasn’t enough. She wanted to unzip his skin and
and tangled with hers. Raging desire shot from her mouth to her core. In
answer, a flood of moisture dampened her panties.
the kiss, bruising her lips. Breeana felt a sharp sting of pain on her lower
lip, but she didn’t care. With a growl of her own, she kissed him back with the
same passion, clutching at him with desperate hands.