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July 1, 2014
Parma Paradise! Reader Q&A - The Great Australian Bite!
A reader has asked - What is a Chicken Parma?
That is not an easy question! Australians take their parma's very seriously. There are websites looking for the best parma and competitions and special night's where you can get parma's with different toppings. The simple answer is, a piece of chicken, crumbed, fried and then topped with tomato napoli, ham and melted cheese. I don't think there is a single pub in Australia that doesn't have one on the menu and they are delicious! If you haven't tried one, you are missing out!
June 30, 2014
Today’s Guest Author - Suzette Rose Cauler
http://www.bookstrand.com/the-secret-keepers-choice
Immortal Daria Vacanti guards secrets dating back to the beginning of vampire history but remembers nothing of her own past. On top of that, Daria is torn between Joshua and Holden Parker, the vampires she loves but can't have. When she leaves town to escape an impossible choice, she meets a witch who promises to restore her memories. It’s just the distraction she needs to get over the Parker brothers, but is the price for the witch’s help too great?
Joshua and Holden have tried to forget Daria, but when the clan elders sentence her to serve under them, the brothers discover that love dies hard. With the trio forced to live under the same roof, sparks fly, tempers flare, and desire threatens to consume them all. Can Daria choose between the brothers this time around? Will her quest for insight into her past destroy everything she holds dear?
Bio: Suzette Rose Cauler has loved books (all types really) for as long as she can remember. As a child, she'd get lost in books for hours, using a flashlight to read under the covers long past bedtime. She read her first romance novel as a preteen and was immediately hooked by the swoon-worthy heroes and daring, spunky damsels. Though her reading tastes have definitely matured, Suzette continues to enjoy romance novels, especially those of the erotic, paranormal, fantasy, or historical variety. She writes almost as voraciously as she reads and typically falls head over heels in love with her heroes.
Though everyday types of romantic situations do appeal to her, stories that include adventure, intrigue, or danger have always made Suzette's heart go pitter patter. If they incorporate some science fiction too, she is even happier. You'll find elements like these in most of her stories as well as strong heroines who can fight their own battles but sometimes enjoy letting someone else take the lead.
Suzette lives on the East Coast with five special people who help keep her spirit young and her imagination fresh.
Website: www.suzettecauler.com
Blog: http://suzettercauler.blogspot.com/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/suzcauler
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/suzettecauler
Email: suzcauler@gmail.com
Enter to win a free copy of The Secret-Keeper’s Choice or a $5 Amazon gift certificate. To enter, just leave a comment for Suzette, telling her which type of paranormal being is your favorite and why. Two winners will be selected by random drawing on July 14th. Good luck!
STORY EXCERPT
The Stonehill mansion was so grand and brightly lit it could have been welcoming her to an upscale party rather than what Daria was expecting—a serious scolding from Christoph. She was surprised, though, that Joshua had brought her here. At this late hour, Christoph was typically at home. He usually hunted closer to midnight and then headed home to enjoy other pursuits.
“Christoph is meeting us here?” she asked as Joshua drove slowly up the driveway. Obviously that was the plan, but her surprise led her to ask the question anyway.
“No, as far as I know, he’s not here.” Something in his voice made Daria uneasy.
“Well, then, why are we?” She’d been chastised by a few of the other elders as a teen, but it seemed unlikely that Christoph would let them tongue lash her alone. Not after she’d been away for so long.
Joshua didn’t take his eyes off the road ahead as he answered so quietly she wasn’t sure she’d heard him correctly. “We’re here for the dungeons, Daria. We’ve been looking for you for two long years. Christoph’s last orders were to find you, bring you home, and have you imprisoned.”
“You can’t be serious!” Daria couldn’t quite believe her life had come to this. She’d spent years as one of the clan’s most trusted, cherished members, and now she was to become its prisoner? “He can’t just lock me up like some common criminal!”
Joshua pulled his car over at the top of the hill and cut the engine, turning in his seat to look at her, his sad eyes meeting her confused glare. “For the first few months that we searched for you, Christoph seemed to feel your actions were simply rebellious. He even questioned whether you’d been forced to leave. Over time, though, the elders began to insist that you’d left willfully and pressed their opinion that you cared little for your duty. They argued that you deserved a more serious punishment. At first Christoph disagreed, but eventually he gave in—or maybe he just gave up. You could face The Cage, Daria.”
Her mouth dropped open in shock. She knew Christoph would be angry. She’d known the elders would demand some sort of punishment, but she’d never imagined he’d allow her to spend time in the dungeon. And The Cage? It seemed unthinkable that the vampire who considered himself her father would allow that.
“We don’t have to go right in, if you need some time...”
“Why didn’t you tell me this before?” She wasn’t sure she would have gone with him so easily if she’d known such a stiff punishment awaited her.
“The shackles didn’t tip you off?”
Daria could only shake her head. She didn’t know what she’d been thinking. The shackles should definitely have raised an eyebrow. She’d thought Christoph wanted her dragged home like a prisoner and brought to him for punishment. Maybe, she’d thought, the shackles were his way of shaking her up a bit. But the dungeons and a real trial? No, she hadn’t expected that, especially since she didn’t think the elders knew what she’d really been up to in Philadelphia—not the whole story anyway.
“If you tell me what this is all about, maybe I can do something to help. I hate the idea of you spending even a second in the Baldassare dungeons.”
Looking into his eyes, she could plainly see Joshua’s concern. It would be so easy to spill everything and ask him to find some way of fixing it for her. But Daria couldn’t do that. Her crime, at least the one she’d been planning, was serious enough to earn her time in The Cage, and if she asked him to help her cover it up, she’d be risking his neck as well. Besides, she couldn’t be sure he wouldn’t hear about Maharet’s proposal and decide The Cage was exactly where she belonged.
She reached up to touch his face, caressing the prickly beginnings of stubble there. Joshua had always preferred to be clean-shaven, but the hair always grew back faster than a mortal man’s. She liked the feel of his five o’clock shadow. “Thank you,” she said, touched that he still cared for her so much, “but it’s better if you don’t know.” She wanted to kiss him—to have something good to remember for whatever time she’d have to spend in the darkness of the Baldassare dungeons, but that didn’t seem fair either. Nothing had changed. They couldn’t be together, so why open that door all over again?
Joshua leaned closer, apparently having the same thoughts about kissing her, but Daria turned to face forward in her seat. “I think it’s best if we just get on with it.”
It seemed he would argue at first, but then he shrugged and got out of the car, closing the door a little too hard on his way around to the passenger side.
ADULT EXCERPT
The bed sagged under their weight as they each took a place next to her. Joshua, resting on one elbow, kissed her, using his tongue to explore her mouth. He ran a hand under her shirt to stroke the smooth skin of her belly before directing his attention back to her breasts. Holden lay on her other side, kissing her earlobe, gently taking it in his teeth before loving her neck. He alternated between gentle nibbles and soft kisses that drove her insane.
Getting to his knees, Holden caressed from her belly down to her thighs and then back upward, pushing downward with ever-increasing pressure each time he got to her cunt. The heel of his hand pressed right over her clit with perfect precision, and she lifted her hips to grind against his hand, moaning into Joshua’s mouth and threading her fingers through his hair. Daria couldn’t get enough of this. She craved more.
Feeling Holden’s hands on the waistband of her pants, she lifted her pelvis so he could easily tug them past her hips and slide them off her bare legs. He moved between her legs then, sliding downward to kiss her upper thighs and nuzzle her pussy trough the thin, silky material of her panties. Daria knew why he didn’t just remove them right away. He’d told her how much he looked forward to seeing her in lingerie on a daily basis now that they were a threesome. She’d chosen the white silk thong just for him. There wasn’t much to the material, but she’d known he would appreciate it. He proved her right by licking her pussy through the silk, the heat of his mouth torturing her while the wetness of his stroking tongue provided just enough insight into what was to come. She bucked against him, unable to control herself. Her body felt on fire with the need for his touch, and the ache between her legs grew more insistent. Daria wanted to feel them both everywhere, on every part of her body.
Joshua coaxed her shirt up and over her head, tossing it and the already unfastened white silk bra out of the way. He gazed heatedly down at her breasts, and when she raised her arms to him, he covered her without delay. He kissed her briefly, then trailed his lips down her neck, over her collarbone and to the tingling breasts he’d already feasted on with his eyes. Circling her left nipple with his tongue, he gently flicked it once, twice before taking it into his mouth. Daria immediately arched her back, trying to get closer to him and the incredible sensations his lips and tongue provoked.
Daria opened her mouth to say something. She wasn’t even sure what, but the words evaporated when she felt Holden’s tongue work its way under the silk of her panties and lick her pussy full on.
“I can’t get enough of you,” Holden murmured between lapping at the cream sliding out of her pussy and running his tongue over her nether lips. She bucked and moaned under his ministrations, trying to hold still but unable to do so. Gently squeezing her thighs, he pushed her legs further apart. Opening her to him, he blew warm air on her pussy.
“Please, Holden.” Daria craved the pressure of his tongue, his hand, anything. Holden stiffened his tongue in response, using it to part the lips partially shielding her clit. He treated the needy bud to a long, wet lick that had Daria crushing her pussy hard against his face. Holden backed off for only a second to remove her panties and then dove back in to lick and suck her until she was pumping and grinding under him.
“Joshua,” Daria managed between gasps and moans, “I want to taste you.”
The rasp of Joshua’s zipper as he shed his pants was murder on Daria’s senses, and the movement of her hips grew more frantic. She was right on the brink, but she wanted, no needed, to taste him before she let go. “Mmmm…Hurry, Joshua.” She wanted his cock in her mouth when she came.
Joshua kneeled next to her, his cock looming larger than life over her, and she reached for him, guiding him to straddle her face. She angled her head so she could lick from his heavy balls up to the tip of his cock and then back again, grasping his ass to move him back and forth over her tongue. When he moved backward a third time, she opened wider, and as he pushed forward again, she took all of him, inch by swollen inch, in her mouth.
Immortal Daria Vacanti guards secrets dating back to the beginning of vampire history but remembers nothing of her own past. On top of that, Daria is torn between Joshua and Holden Parker, the vampires she loves but can't have. When she leaves town to escape an impossible choice, she meets a witch who promises to restore her memories. It’s just the distraction she needs to get over the Parker brothers, but is the price for the witch’s help too great?
Joshua and Holden have tried to forget Daria, but when the clan elders sentence her to serve under them, the brothers discover that love dies hard. With the trio forced to live under the same roof, sparks fly, tempers flare, and desire threatens to consume them all. Can Daria choose between the brothers this time around? Will her quest for insight into her past destroy everything she holds dear?
Bio: Suzette Rose Cauler has loved books (all types really) for as long as she can remember. As a child, she'd get lost in books for hours, using a flashlight to read under the covers long past bedtime. She read her first romance novel as a preteen and was immediately hooked by the swoon-worthy heroes and daring, spunky damsels. Though her reading tastes have definitely matured, Suzette continues to enjoy romance novels, especially those of the erotic, paranormal, fantasy, or historical variety. She writes almost as voraciously as she reads and typically falls head over heels in love with her heroes.
Though everyday types of romantic situations do appeal to her, stories that include adventure, intrigue, or danger have always made Suzette's heart go pitter patter. If they incorporate some science fiction too, she is even happier. You'll find elements like these in most of her stories as well as strong heroines who can fight their own battles but sometimes enjoy letting someone else take the lead.
Suzette lives on the East Coast with five special people who help keep her spirit young and her imagination fresh.
Website: www.suzettecauler.com
Blog: http://suzettercauler.blogspot.com/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/suzcauler
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/suzettecauler
Email: suzcauler@gmail.com
Enter to win a free copy of The Secret-Keeper’s Choice or a $5 Amazon gift certificate. To enter, just leave a comment for Suzette, telling her which type of paranormal being is your favorite and why. Two winners will be selected by random drawing on July 14th. Good luck!
STORY EXCERPT
The Stonehill mansion was so grand and brightly lit it could have been welcoming her to an upscale party rather than what Daria was expecting—a serious scolding from Christoph. She was surprised, though, that Joshua had brought her here. At this late hour, Christoph was typically at home. He usually hunted closer to midnight and then headed home to enjoy other pursuits.
“Christoph is meeting us here?” she asked as Joshua drove slowly up the driveway. Obviously that was the plan, but her surprise led her to ask the question anyway.
“No, as far as I know, he’s not here.” Something in his voice made Daria uneasy.
“Well, then, why are we?” She’d been chastised by a few of the other elders as a teen, but it seemed unlikely that Christoph would let them tongue lash her alone. Not after she’d been away for so long.
Joshua didn’t take his eyes off the road ahead as he answered so quietly she wasn’t sure she’d heard him correctly. “We’re here for the dungeons, Daria. We’ve been looking for you for two long years. Christoph’s last orders were to find you, bring you home, and have you imprisoned.”
“You can’t be serious!” Daria couldn’t quite believe her life had come to this. She’d spent years as one of the clan’s most trusted, cherished members, and now she was to become its prisoner? “He can’t just lock me up like some common criminal!”
Joshua pulled his car over at the top of the hill and cut the engine, turning in his seat to look at her, his sad eyes meeting her confused glare. “For the first few months that we searched for you, Christoph seemed to feel your actions were simply rebellious. He even questioned whether you’d been forced to leave. Over time, though, the elders began to insist that you’d left willfully and pressed their opinion that you cared little for your duty. They argued that you deserved a more serious punishment. At first Christoph disagreed, but eventually he gave in—or maybe he just gave up. You could face The Cage, Daria.”
Her mouth dropped open in shock. She knew Christoph would be angry. She’d known the elders would demand some sort of punishment, but she’d never imagined he’d allow her to spend time in the dungeon. And The Cage? It seemed unthinkable that the vampire who considered himself her father would allow that.
“We don’t have to go right in, if you need some time...”
“Why didn’t you tell me this before?” She wasn’t sure she would have gone with him so easily if she’d known such a stiff punishment awaited her.
“The shackles didn’t tip you off?”
Daria could only shake her head. She didn’t know what she’d been thinking. The shackles should definitely have raised an eyebrow. She’d thought Christoph wanted her dragged home like a prisoner and brought to him for punishment. Maybe, she’d thought, the shackles were his way of shaking her up a bit. But the dungeons and a real trial? No, she hadn’t expected that, especially since she didn’t think the elders knew what she’d really been up to in Philadelphia—not the whole story anyway.
“If you tell me what this is all about, maybe I can do something to help. I hate the idea of you spending even a second in the Baldassare dungeons.”
Looking into his eyes, she could plainly see Joshua’s concern. It would be so easy to spill everything and ask him to find some way of fixing it for her. But Daria couldn’t do that. Her crime, at least the one she’d been planning, was serious enough to earn her time in The Cage, and if she asked him to help her cover it up, she’d be risking his neck as well. Besides, she couldn’t be sure he wouldn’t hear about Maharet’s proposal and decide The Cage was exactly where she belonged.
She reached up to touch his face, caressing the prickly beginnings of stubble there. Joshua had always preferred to be clean-shaven, but the hair always grew back faster than a mortal man’s. She liked the feel of his five o’clock shadow. “Thank you,” she said, touched that he still cared for her so much, “but it’s better if you don’t know.” She wanted to kiss him—to have something good to remember for whatever time she’d have to spend in the darkness of the Baldassare dungeons, but that didn’t seem fair either. Nothing had changed. They couldn’t be together, so why open that door all over again?
Joshua leaned closer, apparently having the same thoughts about kissing her, but Daria turned to face forward in her seat. “I think it’s best if we just get on with it.”
It seemed he would argue at first, but then he shrugged and got out of the car, closing the door a little too hard on his way around to the passenger side.
ADULT EXCERPT
The bed sagged under their weight as they each took a place next to her. Joshua, resting on one elbow, kissed her, using his tongue to explore her mouth. He ran a hand under her shirt to stroke the smooth skin of her belly before directing his attention back to her breasts. Holden lay on her other side, kissing her earlobe, gently taking it in his teeth before loving her neck. He alternated between gentle nibbles and soft kisses that drove her insane.
Getting to his knees, Holden caressed from her belly down to her thighs and then back upward, pushing downward with ever-increasing pressure each time he got to her cunt. The heel of his hand pressed right over her clit with perfect precision, and she lifted her hips to grind against his hand, moaning into Joshua’s mouth and threading her fingers through his hair. Daria couldn’t get enough of this. She craved more.
Feeling Holden’s hands on the waistband of her pants, she lifted her pelvis so he could easily tug them past her hips and slide them off her bare legs. He moved between her legs then, sliding downward to kiss her upper thighs and nuzzle her pussy trough the thin, silky material of her panties. Daria knew why he didn’t just remove them right away. He’d told her how much he looked forward to seeing her in lingerie on a daily basis now that they were a threesome. She’d chosen the white silk thong just for him. There wasn’t much to the material, but she’d known he would appreciate it. He proved her right by licking her pussy through the silk, the heat of his mouth torturing her while the wetness of his stroking tongue provided just enough insight into what was to come. She bucked against him, unable to control herself. Her body felt on fire with the need for his touch, and the ache between her legs grew more insistent. Daria wanted to feel them both everywhere, on every part of her body.
Joshua coaxed her shirt up and over her head, tossing it and the already unfastened white silk bra out of the way. He gazed heatedly down at her breasts, and when she raised her arms to him, he covered her without delay. He kissed her briefly, then trailed his lips down her neck, over her collarbone and to the tingling breasts he’d already feasted on with his eyes. Circling her left nipple with his tongue, he gently flicked it once, twice before taking it into his mouth. Daria immediately arched her back, trying to get closer to him and the incredible sensations his lips and tongue provoked.
Daria opened her mouth to say something. She wasn’t even sure what, but the words evaporated when she felt Holden’s tongue work its way under the silk of her panties and lick her pussy full on.
“I can’t get enough of you,” Holden murmured between lapping at the cream sliding out of her pussy and running his tongue over her nether lips. She bucked and moaned under his ministrations, trying to hold still but unable to do so. Gently squeezing her thighs, he pushed her legs further apart. Opening her to him, he blew warm air on her pussy.
“Please, Holden.” Daria craved the pressure of his tongue, his hand, anything. Holden stiffened his tongue in response, using it to part the lips partially shielding her clit. He treated the needy bud to a long, wet lick that had Daria crushing her pussy hard against his face. Holden backed off for only a second to remove her panties and then dove back in to lick and suck her until she was pumping and grinding under him.
“Joshua,” Daria managed between gasps and moans, “I want to taste you.”
The rasp of Joshua’s zipper as he shed his pants was murder on Daria’s senses, and the movement of her hips grew more frantic. She was right on the brink, but she wanted, no needed, to taste him before she let go. “Mmmm…Hurry, Joshua.” She wanted his cock in her mouth when she came.
Joshua kneeled next to her, his cock looming larger than life over her, and she reached for him, guiding him to straddle her face. She angled her head so she could lick from his heavy balls up to the tip of his cock and then back again, grasping his ass to move him back and forth over her tongue. When he moved backward a third time, she opened wider, and as he pushed forward again, she took all of him, inch by swollen inch, in her mouth.
June 18, 2014
The Trouble with Holly (Merricks, Montana 3)
The Trouble with Holly is penciled in for release on August 20! Whilst you wait check out my other books at www.bookstrand.com/mckinlay-thomson
June 15, 2014
Competition!!!!
I will be holding the competition this week on my Facebook page. All you have to do is like my post for your chance to win a copy of The Great Australian Bite! Thanks and good luck
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May 22, 2014
Contest Winner!!!!
Firstly, I'd like to say thank you to everyone who entered my competition! Your support means a lot to me.
The winner of the comp and a copy of The Great Australian Bite ebook is: CLAIRE
If you could shoot me your contact details at mckinlaythomson@yahoo.com.au, I will send you your prize.
Thanks again, keep reading
and my next comp will be posted soon.
The winner of the comp and a copy of The Great Australian Bite ebook is: CLAIRE
If you could shoot me your contact details at mckinlaythomson@yahoo.com.au, I will send you your prize.
Thanks again, keep reading
and my next comp will be posted soon.
May 17, 2014
Meet the real Elsternwick Hotel!
Since the release of The Great Australian Bite, I have been asked some interesting questions. I will try to answer them over the next few weeks. One of those questions was- Is the pub that Jamie works at real?Answer: Yes it is!!!
Here is the stunning and very real Elsternwick Hotel. Built in 1854, this amazing building is one of Melbourne's best historic pubs. With a colourful history including Bushrangers and Criminals, The Wick is the oldest trading hotel in the area. It was built by Thomas McCombie and Robert Keys and despite the criminal element in the area at the time it was never robbed.
If you haven't read The Great Australian Bite Yet, check it out at http://www.bookstrand.com/the-great-australian-bite
May 13, 2014
Comment and Win!
Comment bellow before the 21st May '14 and go in the draw to win a copy of my new book The Great Australian Bite. The winner will be announced here on the 22nd May '14. It can be anything from your favorite boook to the weather! Thanks for your support and good luck!!!(Note: This competition was changed to make it more interactive and fun)
April 29, 2014
Read an expert from The Great Australian Bite!
http://www.bookstrand.com/the-great-australian-bite
STORY EXCERPT
“Hang on! Let me rephrase that, it came out all wrong,” I said, when I saw one arrogant eyebrow fly up at my first, well-thought-out question.“What I meant to ask was, who are you? Why am I naked? Where am I? Where are my clothes? What happened to me? And, did I ask, why am I in bed and totally and completely naked?” My voice rose an octave with that last one. A faint smile flittered across his handsome lips, then it was gone.His deep voice rumbled. “Before we get into all that, let me ask a question of my own.” I felt a shiver go down my spine. Yep, he was all sex and I was conveniently naked. I could just picture us rolling around on this big soft bed, doing all sorts of dirty, shameful, delicious things. Grabbing him by that tight black top, pulling him forward on top of me, running my hands down that strong firm stomach until I reached his…Hold up girl. I mentally slapped myself. “Sorry, you were saying?” I shook my head, storing those thoughts away to explore later. First things first. Back to who he is and why I’m here!“I was just asking if you were hungry or had any strange urges?” His voice was as smooth as satin. Urges, he said. Yes, there was definitely an urge.“What kind of urges?” I replied.He stood up and approached the bed. I fell slightly as his weight descended on the edge of the bed. He turned to face me. “Well, it’s not unusual for the newly converted to feel a strong need for sustenance,” said Mr. Sex-on-Wheels. He reached over and tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear.Newly converted? What the hell was going on? Had I entered a parallel universe where all of a sudden really hot blokes, oozing sex, made moves on chubby women and offered them “sustenance,” whatever the heck that was? Maybe this is a dream? Maybe I am in a hospital fighting for my life in a coma and these are my inner desires coming out?“What are you on?” I blurted with all my usual charm and grace. “Converted into what? I’m not into drugs if that’s what you’re offering!”“No, I’m not offering drugs,” hot stuff replied. I think he was laughing at me. I frowned up at him and tried again.“Look, I don’t have the foggiest idea what the hell is going on, so I’d really appreciate it if we could just cut the crap.” I sat up a little straighter and the sheet dropped slightly. I saw his eyes dart towards my chest, but luckily I was still covered. Was that…disappointment I felt? “All right, I guess you can feed later. My name is Alec and you are in my home. My bedroom, to be precise.” He smiled, I tingled. As he spoke, I looked around the bedroom. It wasn’t huge but big, with cream-coloured walls, scarcely adorned. There were large bay windows covered with thick maroon drapes and a huge fluffy woolen rug that covered most of the polished floorboards. A beautiful oak wardrobe sat to the side of the large door that must have connected this room to the enormous en suite, and a full-length gilded mirror stood in the corner, embellishing the room. The bed and a big armchair were the only other objects in the room. I guess he wasn’t much for possessions and clutter.“You were attacked in an alley not far from here by a creature we call a ghoul. They like to call themselves Graugr.” He shifted slightly when saying this.“They are zombie-like creatures who generally kill people by drinking all their blood, but they have also been known to rip people open then leave them there to bleed to death.” Alec said this so matter-of-factly, it was like he was talking about tile renovations. I looked at him, confused.“Subtle as a sledgehammer, aren’t you? If they drink blood doesn’t that make them Vampires?” I asked.“No, Vampires don’t kill people and even though they are Undead they retain their soul. These ghouls, or zombies, don’t. They are the real Undead.”“So what you’re saying is that Vampires are good and zombies are evil?” I said this with the most sarcasm I could muster in my voice. He smiled at me and I nearly swooned.“Well yes, in black and white.” Alec stood up and turned away, looking uncomfortable.“This is crazy. Vampires don’t exist and if they do, they live in places like Transylvania, not Elsternwick, Australia. This is just some weird, nasty prank.”Half turning back, he said, “When we found you, you were as good as dead, so we had no choice but to either convert you or let you die. So obviously we went with the former.” I sat there staring at him, letting what he had said sink in, when the enormity of what he had said hit me with the force of a full-speed freight train.
ADULT EXCERPT
Scooping me up in his arms, Alec headed out of the parlor and up the stairs to his bedroom. Still holding me in his arms, he crossed the room to the bed and sat down, arranging me on his lap once more. I sat there watching as he leaned back and whipped his T-shirt over his head, exposing his large muscled chest. I loved the way Alec was built. All steel muscle and hard sinew.I ran my palms over his chest, my fingertips tingling against his rough hair. Alec tucked a stray hair behind my ear, then leaned down and brushed his lips gently across mine.“‘Tis time to feed, Little One,” Alec whispered, running his lips along my ear. I could feel his arousal pressed into my hip. Turning towards him, I placed my hands on his jaw and kissed him with all the passion I could muster. Opening my mouth, he deepened the kiss and I turned towards him more, straddling his legs between mine.“You taste so good, I love kissing you,” I said, coming up for air.“Then we better do it again,” he replied, dragging my head down for another toe-curling kiss. We sat there for what seemed like hours, feeding off each other’s kiss. I pushed my crotch up against his arousal and felt him shiver in response. As his desire fed mine, it climbed to great heights. We shivered and groaned in each other’s arms.His hand moved up to palm my breast, and my nipple hardened in response. I felt him touch my mind with his, asking for something I didn’t understand. His free hand reached up to my breast and I threw my head back, groaning. I had never felt like this before. Alec’s hands were so big and my breasts fit them perfectly as he fondled and squeezed them through my top.“One of us has too much clothing on,” he said. I just groaned more. Alec didn’t bother with the buttons as he ripped open my shirt and threw it to the floor. My bra soon followed, then his large hands were back on my breasts and I was back to groaning. His hands were rough on my soft skin and he rasped his calluses over my tight nipples.I grabbed onto his hair and planted another open-mouth kiss on him, as I once again grinded my hips into his. Juices leaked from my pussy. His hands moved from my breasts to my buttocks and he pulled me in as he thrust his hips out. Things were really getting heated, but I had no plans of stopping.Curious to know what Alec was thinking, I probed his mind. Erotic images filled my head with me as the guest star and I knew I was on the right track. Alec was hot for me and when he realized I was in his mind, his arousal turned hotter, scorching in its intensity. Scooting back on his lap, I reached down and unbuckled his belt. I put my hand on his zipper and felt him jump. I smiled slyly up at him as I undid his pants and his cock sprang out into my hands. I touched his throbbing, firm length in amazement and thanked my lucky stars he was big all over. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and then opened them back up. They were passion-filled and lust poured out of their depths.“Jamie, sweetheart…we have to talk…I…oh, God,” he said. I scooted off his lap without relinquishing my prize and knelt between his legs. With one hand I removed his pants and then turned back to the task “at hand.” Alec placed his big hand on my head and struggled to say, “Little One, you don’t… oh…understand. I have to…tell you…before we…”Whatever he was going to say had to wait and he stopped trying once I put his hard flesh in my mouth and ran my tongue over his silky, mushroom-shaped tip. Alec made a noise deep in his chest that made my pussy quiver in response, so I took him deeper in my mouth. Running my tongue up and down his length as I went, I hollowed out my cheeks and started to bob my head up and down. I sucked hard and groaned, which caused my throat to vibrate along his great girth. His hand tightened in my hair and he pulled me up.“That’s enough of that, sweetheart,” he sputtered. I soon found myself on my back on the bed. Alec whipped off my skirt and panties, then spread my thighs and sat back to look at me.“Beautiful,” was all he said. My pussy clenched as he gazed at it and my juices leaked down towards my ass. Alec swiped his tongue through my valley. I couldn’t suppress the loud moan as he flicked his tongue across my clit. Alec sucked my small bud into his mouth and ran the flat of his tongue across it again and again. I didn’t know how much more I could take. I was so close, but I didn’t want to finish that way. I held my arms out to him and he came to me willingly.“I want to feel you inside me.” I breathed into his ear.
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“Hang on! Let me rephrase that, it came out all wrong,” I said, when I saw one arrogant eyebrow fly up at my first, well-thought-out question.“What I meant to ask was, who are you? Why am I naked? Where am I? Where are my clothes? What happened to me? And, did I ask, why am I in bed and totally and completely naked?” My voice rose an octave with that last one. A faint smile flittered across his handsome lips, then it was gone.His deep voice rumbled. “Before we get into all that, let me ask a question of my own.” I felt a shiver go down my spine. Yep, he was all sex and I was conveniently naked. I could just picture us rolling around on this big soft bed, doing all sorts of dirty, shameful, delicious things. Grabbing him by that tight black top, pulling him forward on top of me, running my hands down that strong firm stomach until I reached his…Hold up girl. I mentally slapped myself. “Sorry, you were saying?” I shook my head, storing those thoughts away to explore later. First things first. Back to who he is and why I’m here!“I was just asking if you were hungry or had any strange urges?” His voice was as smooth as satin. Urges, he said. Yes, there was definitely an urge.“What kind of urges?” I replied.He stood up and approached the bed. I fell slightly as his weight descended on the edge of the bed. He turned to face me. “Well, it’s not unusual for the newly converted to feel a strong need for sustenance,” said Mr. Sex-on-Wheels. He reached over and tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear.Newly converted? What the hell was going on? Had I entered a parallel universe where all of a sudden really hot blokes, oozing sex, made moves on chubby women and offered them “sustenance,” whatever the heck that was? Maybe this is a dream? Maybe I am in a hospital fighting for my life in a coma and these are my inner desires coming out?“What are you on?” I blurted with all my usual charm and grace. “Converted into what? I’m not into drugs if that’s what you’re offering!”“No, I’m not offering drugs,” hot stuff replied. I think he was laughing at me. I frowned up at him and tried again.“Look, I don’t have the foggiest idea what the hell is going on, so I’d really appreciate it if we could just cut the crap.” I sat up a little straighter and the sheet dropped slightly. I saw his eyes dart towards my chest, but luckily I was still covered. Was that…disappointment I felt? “All right, I guess you can feed later. My name is Alec and you are in my home. My bedroom, to be precise.” He smiled, I tingled. As he spoke, I looked around the bedroom. It wasn’t huge but big, with cream-coloured walls, scarcely adorned. There were large bay windows covered with thick maroon drapes and a huge fluffy woolen rug that covered most of the polished floorboards. A beautiful oak wardrobe sat to the side of the large door that must have connected this room to the enormous en suite, and a full-length gilded mirror stood in the corner, embellishing the room. The bed and a big armchair were the only other objects in the room. I guess he wasn’t much for possessions and clutter.“You were attacked in an alley not far from here by a creature we call a ghoul. They like to call themselves Graugr.” He shifted slightly when saying this.“They are zombie-like creatures who generally kill people by drinking all their blood, but they have also been known to rip people open then leave them there to bleed to death.” Alec said this so matter-of-factly, it was like he was talking about tile renovations. I looked at him, confused.“Subtle as a sledgehammer, aren’t you? If they drink blood doesn’t that make them Vampires?” I asked.“No, Vampires don’t kill people and even though they are Undead they retain their soul. These ghouls, or zombies, don’t. They are the real Undead.”“So what you’re saying is that Vampires are good and zombies are evil?” I said this with the most sarcasm I could muster in my voice. He smiled at me and I nearly swooned.“Well yes, in black and white.” Alec stood up and turned away, looking uncomfortable.“This is crazy. Vampires don’t exist and if they do, they live in places like Transylvania, not Elsternwick, Australia. This is just some weird, nasty prank.”Half turning back, he said, “When we found you, you were as good as dead, so we had no choice but to either convert you or let you die. So obviously we went with the former.” I sat there staring at him, letting what he had said sink in, when the enormity of what he had said hit me with the force of a full-speed freight train.
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Scooping me up in his arms, Alec headed out of the parlor and up the stairs to his bedroom. Still holding me in his arms, he crossed the room to the bed and sat down, arranging me on his lap once more. I sat there watching as he leaned back and whipped his T-shirt over his head, exposing his large muscled chest. I loved the way Alec was built. All steel muscle and hard sinew.I ran my palms over his chest, my fingertips tingling against his rough hair. Alec tucked a stray hair behind my ear, then leaned down and brushed his lips gently across mine.“‘Tis time to feed, Little One,” Alec whispered, running his lips along my ear. I could feel his arousal pressed into my hip. Turning towards him, I placed my hands on his jaw and kissed him with all the passion I could muster. Opening my mouth, he deepened the kiss and I turned towards him more, straddling his legs between mine.“You taste so good, I love kissing you,” I said, coming up for air.“Then we better do it again,” he replied, dragging my head down for another toe-curling kiss. We sat there for what seemed like hours, feeding off each other’s kiss. I pushed my crotch up against his arousal and felt him shiver in response. As his desire fed mine, it climbed to great heights. We shivered and groaned in each other’s arms.His hand moved up to palm my breast, and my nipple hardened in response. I felt him touch my mind with his, asking for something I didn’t understand. His free hand reached up to my breast and I threw my head back, groaning. I had never felt like this before. Alec’s hands were so big and my breasts fit them perfectly as he fondled and squeezed them through my top.“One of us has too much clothing on,” he said. I just groaned more. Alec didn’t bother with the buttons as he ripped open my shirt and threw it to the floor. My bra soon followed, then his large hands were back on my breasts and I was back to groaning. His hands were rough on my soft skin and he rasped his calluses over my tight nipples.I grabbed onto his hair and planted another open-mouth kiss on him, as I once again grinded my hips into his. Juices leaked from my pussy. His hands moved from my breasts to my buttocks and he pulled me in as he thrust his hips out. Things were really getting heated, but I had no plans of stopping.Curious to know what Alec was thinking, I probed his mind. Erotic images filled my head with me as the guest star and I knew I was on the right track. Alec was hot for me and when he realized I was in his mind, his arousal turned hotter, scorching in its intensity. Scooting back on his lap, I reached down and unbuckled his belt. I put my hand on his zipper and felt him jump. I smiled slyly up at him as I undid his pants and his cock sprang out into my hands. I touched his throbbing, firm length in amazement and thanked my lucky stars he was big all over. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and then opened them back up. They were passion-filled and lust poured out of their depths.“Jamie, sweetheart…we have to talk…I…oh, God,” he said. I scooted off his lap without relinquishing my prize and knelt between his legs. With one hand I removed his pants and then turned back to the task “at hand.” Alec placed his big hand on my head and struggled to say, “Little One, you don’t… oh…understand. I have to…tell you…before we…”Whatever he was going to say had to wait and he stopped trying once I put his hard flesh in my mouth and ran my tongue over his silky, mushroom-shaped tip. Alec made a noise deep in his chest that made my pussy quiver in response, so I took him deeper in my mouth. Running my tongue up and down his length as I went, I hollowed out my cheeks and started to bob my head up and down. I sucked hard and groaned, which caused my throat to vibrate along his great girth. His hand tightened in my hair and he pulled me up.“That’s enough of that, sweetheart,” he sputtered. I soon found myself on my back on the bed. Alec whipped off my skirt and panties, then spread my thighs and sat back to look at me.“Beautiful,” was all he said. My pussy clenched as he gazed at it and my juices leaked down towards my ass. Alec swiped his tongue through my valley. I couldn’t suppress the loud moan as he flicked his tongue across my clit. Alec sucked my small bud into his mouth and ran the flat of his tongue across it again and again. I didn’t know how much more I could take. I was so close, but I didn’t want to finish that way. I held my arms out to him and he came to me willingly.“I want to feel you inside me.” I breathed into his ear.
April 24, 2014
The Great Australian Bite - Available for pre-sale
When the Queen of the Vampires's evil twin sister Lillith hears about a country brimming with criminals, she rushes her minions there in hopes of one day conquering her sister’s throne.
Jamie Cavendish is a chubby chef who loves her food. When she is nearly killed by one of Lillith's foul-smelling ghouls, she doesn’t expect to be rescued by a vampire, nor does she expect to be turned into one herself.
Alec is tall, dark, and hot. He is also a vampire. Sent to Australia by the queen to stop Lillith, he has enough on his plate. Now he has Jamie to look after and she just won't stay put.
Can Jamie overcome her new bloodsucking situation in life? And can she help Alec in his quest to stop the Lillith from creating her army? Or will Australia be taken over by Lillith and her foul-smelling ghouls?
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