NEW PNR RELEASE!!! (excerpt below)

[Niina]

Got mine, thanks, I'll be sure to review when I've read it. :)

[Leia]

DESTINY BEWITCHED - book 4 in my paranormal romance series is now available!!! (on amazon, B&N, smashwords, and ARe)

Only $2.99 and if you buy this weekend, 10% of royalties goes to Operation Smile so get it TODAY!!!

Deemed “trailer trash” by humans and the daughter of the most disgraceful family of witches and warlocks since the Puritan age, Samantha is used to fighting her own battles. When her younger sister is taken to the Underworld, Sam doesn't hesitate to rescue her. To survive the harsh land, she makes a deal with a demon — the most dangerous of creatures in the realm. Even with those lustrous horns, Geo is as hot as the hell she's stuck in. Fighting nasty beasts in a supernatural version of the gladiator games is easy compared to falling in love with a man who has no future to offer.

http://www.amazon.com/Destiny-Bewitch...


***adult excerpt***

He opened the door to Chateau La Freaksville, shoved her inside then slammed it behind them.
She backed up a few steps and watched him stalk her. His eyes burned a coppery flame as he crowded her. She felt the wall at her back and gulped. A heartbeat then he was on her. He pressed her up against the wall, threaded his hand through her hair then bit her neck.
Holy shit! He’s not playing around.
But damn if her body didn’t respond. Warmth slid through her, making her knees weak and soaking between her legs. His lips moved up her throat…to her jaw…mmm. She moaned and ground against him.
How could she want him so badly after all that violence – bloodied and beaten? He placed his hands under her ass and lifted her. She wrapped her legs around his waist. When he squeezed her ass cheeks and nibbled her ear, the lingering thoughts of blood disappeared.
He took possession of her mouth, crushing her lips like he owned her. Bracing her against the wall, he slid one hand between them and unbuttoned her pants.
“Mm…yes,” she encouraged against his lips. She bit and nipped at him, feeling more fevered every second. Whatever brought this on – the violence, the danger, the Chinese food – she liked it.
His hand snaked into her pants where the lack of underwear was suddenly a blessing. Fingers found that sweet center and she threw her head back against the wall.
“Ahh!” Quivering, she clawed at him, trying to rip through his shirt. She needed skin. Now. She ached to touch him.
But instead, he set her on her feet, pushed her hands off him and ordered, “Take off the pants.” He stripped out of his pants and boots as she did hers.
Naked and vulnerable, she shuddered. Then he shoved her against the wall again. The brick thumped against her back, his knee pressed into her groin. His unshaven face scraped her skin as their lips met in a frenzied kiss. Hands swept down her body once…twice…then he lifted her and she felt his member find her slit. A heartbeat later, he slammed inside her.
“Oh!” she cried at the suddenness. But her clit throbbed too much to care. She moved with him, thrusting herself up and down while he anchored his hands at her waist.
They were panting and sweating, bruised and bloody and desperate as hell. He looked into her eyes, a stark look of pure lust – dark and sensual but full of possession. He was taking his war prize. And she was it.

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