Honey Drop Tome 1 Volume 2 by Alicia R. Norman and Krishtina Mayers #HauntedHalloweenSpooktacular

The Ghost Of You - By Alicia R. Norman
The ghost of you still lingersin the corners of my mindleaving drops of memoryand sinful thought behind
the moonlit path of darkened rosea patch of warm sunshinethe ghost of you, it often haunts  and blackness of my mind
A warm embracea sinful toucha blood drop herejust oh so much
Tickled sweeta candy lickThe smell of whichI shan't forget
make no mistakeleave not behinda million ghostswithout confine
--ARN

 

Honey DropTome 1 Volume 2 Alicia R. Norman and Krishtina Mayers
Genre:  dark fantasy romance drama,              paranormal romance, fantasy romancePublisher: Luv MultimediaDate of Publication:  September 3, 2023ASIN: B0CH8WNJYJNumber of pages: 274 pagesWord Count:  57, 527Cover Artist: Alicia Norman Tagline: When Love and Death Embrace Book Description:  
With Abigail bitterly angry and their friendship in jeopardy, Prina finds herself drawn even more to Thayn and his mystical dark world. As she grows closer to him, the woman realizes his dark secrets involve a cosmic, political enterprise that may pull her and everyone she loves into the undertow. 
Mo Mo, Hekate, and Tabietha are also well aware of Keres and Moros' dangerous schemes but are also busy trying to cover up their involvement with Thayn's plans for Proserypn--when they do finally give the duo the attention they deserve, they all find it is too late to stop what is coming down the pike.
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Prina folded her legs to oneside and stared at him. Her skirt had scrunched up to just below her hip.     

She stared...     

Watched as the man steadied himselfover a handful of moments.      

Disbelief filled her heart.     

Had she ... had she just ...     

She spouted a rhetoricalquestion.      

"Have I kicked agod?!"      

His face rose–he wasgrinning.

Little beads of tears wereforming in his eyes. Was it really from the pain? Had she kicked him that hard?Well, being strong didn't mean you didn't feel pain she supposed.     

Regardless, the awe inProserpyn's heart was quickly supplanted by fear and horror. She straightenedher legs to kneel, and then she prostrated herself. She blurted out every nameshe could remember.      

"Polydegmon! Odigos!Hades! Zylanthrakas!"      

She paused to pant into themattress. Swallowed.      

"Thayn?!"     

Her fingers and nails raspedagainst the sheet.      

"I implore you, DeathGod! I implore you, Harvester! Have mercy on this weak mortal!"  

Proserpyn continued breathinginto the sheet, heat building under her face. She was shaking as if she mightfall apart. Although she should’ve smelled the bedsheet, she only smelled him,sweet, spicy, smoky.      

More seconds passed. Shecould've counted them if she'd thought to do so.      

Thayn laughed.

He actually laughed!!

He sounded ...     

He sounded ...     

Light puffs and gulps of airbetween each laugh.      

He sounded...?     

Prina's fingers tightlycurled.      

"Honey Drop, Dear HoneyDrop. Come."      

He sounded relieved!     

Prina froze.     

She felt movement. Thayn wasapproaching, but she didn't think it mattered if she fled or not. He was a damngod. He could find her anywhere.      

He was beside her. His coolhands went to her waist. Prina's belly shrunk into her back.     

Thayn lifted her up to anupright position and wrapped his arms around her. His nose went to her cheek.His breath tickled her. "Be at ease, please be at ease."

That tickling breath becameuneven. He shuddered.

He truly shuddered!     

Yet he grew warmer andwarmer.      

Proserpyn looked away andfolded her fingers into her cheeks. "I'm dreaming."     

He sniffed. It was loud inher ear; it made her jolt in his embrace. Some of his hair tickled her.   

"What?" hewhispered.

"I'm not married,certainly not to any god. All this time, I've been dreaming." She tried tomove away, but he did not yield.      

"Don't leave!"Thayn's highly embellished fingers spread out. His painted nails didn't pierceher skin, but they did bite enough to make her whine. "I've pined for solong," he said, "too long, and now you're here. You're here, and Ican touch you! I can hold you! Don't leave!"  

More and more hoarse but alsowetter, as if his throat was aching and full of moisture.      

One of his hands went to hersas he moved her into position to straddle him. Thayn touched her jaw and turnedher face toward his.      

Prina closed her eyes andsighed into the mouth against hers.      

There was a craving in hislips and teeth, sliding and pressing on her, his humming voice trickling down herbody.      

A dream.      

Only a dream.    

Right.

Right? 

Aboutthe Authors: 

Krishtina Mayers is a romance fiction writer from North Carolina. She prefersblending fantasy, humor, and darkness in almost everything she writes. Herhobbies include playing video games, cooking, and studying history. She likesher romance the same way she likes her chili con carne, spicy with a goodamount of sausage and beans ... and maybe wrapped in a soft shell tortilla tomake big bites easier to handle.  

By day, Alicia Norman is a copy specialist at a major marketing firm, by night,she is a screenwriter and animator. She lives with her two kids and three catsin the burbs of Dallas, GA, and aspires to share her own brand of historicalerotic fiction with BFF and co-writer Krishtina Mayers. 

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