The Chrysalis series is now  complete and in ebooks and paperback. Check out the full series.  Here's a little taste of Unto Us the final book in the series.

            One of the most popular copies of TV Guide was always the “Best Shows You Aren’t Watching”.  Critics have the privilege, or misfortune, of watching all the shows.  They see the good and the bad. Whether a show is tops in the ratings or barely registering they watch it.  Unlike when your best friend tells you they love a show, the critics get to tell millions.

            Now here’s my conundrum, my book The Guardian’s Heart has gotten great reviews.  Some end up just on blogs while others are added to Amazon and Goodreads.  The Guardian’s Heart even earned a Best Book review from LASR. Think it’s easy to earn it?  Think again, only six books earned the honor in January even thought close to fifty books are reviewed each month.  Although the critics love the book I’m not seeing the readership I’d like.  I feel like Cheers.  Is The Guardian’s Heart the “Best Book You’re Not reading?”  Or since all my books that have reviews have had positive ones am I the “Best Author You’re Not Reading.”

            Unlike a TV Guide showing up in a mailbox and sitting around for three or four weeks on someone’s end table a blog lasts forever. Then again unlike a magazine after one day you have to search for reviews on a blog.  Author’s can link the reviews, but again it’s not like it’s sitting there for you to discover unless you know the author.  Then the author wouldn’t be someone you’re not reading.

            As an author you’re not reading how can I reach you? There are plenty of author’s out there you may not be reading.  I’ve decided to create a list.  In fact, I’m going to start with of course my own self-praise because if I don’t believe in myself who will.  Unlike most lists feel free to add authors you’ve enjoyed too, just avoid NYT Best Sellers or ones that have over 75 reviews on one book, they’re being read. If you haven’t been mentioned don’t take it as a slight, I had to stop the list somewhere.

The 10 Best Authors You’re Not Reading-feel free to click on a name and find their books.

Michel Prince-“This is a story I can see myself reading over and over again when I find myself needed to be inspired.”-LASR book reviews

Tricia Drammeh-“I highly recommend this book and am so fortunate to have discovered another wonderful writer! I can't wait to read more of Drammeh's work!” –Amazon Review

W. Lynn Chantale-“This book has everything romance, action, mystery and suspense.”-Amazon Review

D. X. Luc-“Wonderful! I'm quick to put a book down if it doesn't catch my attention right away. That is not a problem with this book. It's draws you in immediately.”-Amazon Review

Kassanna-“The story line was great and captivating. I would recommend this story.”-Amazon Review

J. L. Oiler-“Suspenseful, erotic, intriguing story of myth. If you enjoy vampires, demons, or any other mythical creatures you should read this book. It's fast paced & will keep you reading til the very end.”-Amazon Review

Lindsay Downs-“All three of these novellas packed great suspense, and eroticism. I highly recommend this wonderful reading experience.”-Amazon Review

Laura Breck-Award Winner! Dancing in a Hurricane won RomCon's 2013 Readers' Crown Award for Best Contemporary Romance. –“I loved this book! Go out and get it! You will not be disappointed.”-Amazon Review

Jacoba Dorothy-“No curse here just a good read that builds momentum and ends with you wanting more, and thankfully I understand there is a sequel. The author reminds me of j k Rowling in that you can tell there is a real love for her characters, they are not just there to tell a story they are the story.”-Amazon Review

Mary Wehr-“If you want to read an amazing love story with a hero and heroine who are relatable and anything but typical, run to get this.”-Amazon Review

            Ha!  You saw the handcuffs and thought…Michel’s gettin’ into BDSM.  Not today my friends…tomorrow maybe, but that is another day.  Nope, I’m here talking about rule breakers.  You know those people that have the nerve to stand up to the establishment and say, no, it isn’t right, it isn’t fair, I want it my way and I ain’t talkin’ about Whoppers here.

            Alright, some rule breakers end up in handcuffs and if that was the road I’m taking I’d be glad to take the chastisement.  No, I’m going a different route.  The route of bucking the writing establishment.  If you’ve been a fan of The Chrysalis Series I’ve made no bones about the fact that it is a cross-over series.  That being said the series follows Ellie and Oscar through adulthood and into adult issues. 

            From a reader/fan stand point it’s a risk.  I say a calculated others say naive…uninformed…ignorant…blah, blah, blah.  Here’s the deal.  I love my Chrysalis Series, but we can’t stay children forever.  I never wrote the series for eleven and twelve year olds…they have Percy Jackson, Twilight and thousands of other series that are for them.  Chrysalis is for those who legally can drive a car.  Yep, I think that kids in middle school and kids in high school have different interests…I’m weird that way. 

            Bucking the establishment never got anyone anywhere I know…But it’s not like I wrote a book about teens killing each…oh…wait…huh?  Was Suzanne Collins really taking that big of a risk?  It’s not like William Golding ever had any success with Lord of the Flies right?  Okay, so it was different and she got some success from it, but come on it’s not like I took a time honored, never touch tradition and changed it like making something sparkly or any…oh, wait. 

            Here’s the deal, my characters write the stories.  I have as much influence on them as a replacement ref and a seasoned coach.  Sure I can tell him what to do, give him a penalty and everything, but he’s still going to bend and even break the rules if it’s to his advantage.

            I recently got a contract for the third book in the Chrysalis series called Not Even Death.  You’ll get to hear Oscar in parts of it as well as the grown up Ellie.  Written in first person (cuz who does that…oh yeah) they aged and they wanted to share their story with you.  Because although some people wish life would never move past high school, it really does.  The content is going to be more mature, but the characters you’ve become attached to are still there.  Their hearts and souls ready to meet with yours.  Plus who didn’t want to date the bad boy or girl at one point in their life or another?  That’s me…the bad girl of writing who listens to her characters instead of the rule makers and lucky for me I’m with a company that believes in their writers and is willing to take the risk.  What can I say?  I’m a Rebel, but at least I have a cause, giving you a world to escape into and want to return.

            

Not Even Death

In one tragic moment Ellie Jeffreys’ perfect life ended, the devastation of losing the only man she believed she could ever love and their beautiful child, causes the hopeless resignation that life shall never again be worth living.

Bound by a decree from On High the demons who tormented Ellie for years have had to leave the Jeffreys alone, but they grow restless, sensing Ellie's despair and vulnerability. They lust for her...and they are extremely resourceful...

Dr. Luke Page’s inability to save Ellie’s husband and son has him hoping to recover her crumbling mind and show her love does still exist in the world.  Dr. Page feels immense pressure to be her security blanket in the concrete world, but thoroughly healing her presents a challenge that raises questions about his ability as both a physician and a human being.

The sheer strength of Oscar's love and devotion had always fortified a barrier around Ellie, shielding her from the effects of the world's iniquities. Ellie’s depression now leaves her susceptible. 

But Oscar Jeffreys is much closer than Ellie realizes and he determined to not allow anything to stop him from protecting her, not even death.

            Alright, we’ve all see those movies or read those books about the secret loves.  Oh how magical it really is to be the one he really wants, right.  Have I ever been someone’s secret love…um…no.  Have I ever been a secret…um…yes, just not a love.  It amazes me that we as women still fall for this crap, but it happens all the time, even in the Chrysalis series.

            Yes, the perfect Oscar was once not so perfect.  In the third book you’ll actually get to hear Oscar’s voice. Occasionally he’ll flash back to his younger wilder days.  When I wrote him I knew he was a playboy that every girl wants kind of a guy, I just didn’t realize how dark he really could be.  “Play on playa”…or so the saying goes.    

I know with how devoted Oscar is to Ellie it’s hard to imagine a time when he wasn’t like that, but lets take a look back to the first book and when he was waiting at Ellie’s locker the Monday after they started to date.







Approaching my locker, I realized I might not be so paranoid.  Something foul was a foot in the sophomore hallway, to attempt to quote the classic tale of Bill and Ted.  Oscar was leaning up against the locker next to mine. 

He backed off so I could enter my combination.  Placing a hand on the small of my back he leaned in to kiss me on the cheek.  I could feel my face flush as I stumbled to remember what my combination was.  With my heart pounding, I tried twice to get it.  Opening up my locker, I put my books away and grabbed what I needed for the next few classes. 

"A little stalkerish to be at my locker, don’t you think?"

His lips were still by my cheek.  "You ashamed of me?"

"No," I scoffed.

"You’re the first girlfriend I haven’t been embarrassed to be seen with."

"Okay," I turned.  Big mistake.  Now we were nose-to-nose and my lips curled into a smile.  "I just wasn’t expecting…"

"You thought you were a secret?"

"Well, no…just… " 

He kissed me and the hallway faded away.

            Although Ellie doesn’t know the full extent of Oscar’s past, she seems surprised that he’d be so open with their relationship.  Why?  Have we conditioned ourselves to be this way?  Ironically I had the opposite conversation with a high school boyfriend of mine that was sure I was going to ignore him completely at school and was surprised when I walked right up to him on the first day as if there was nothing wrong. 

            Makes you wonder how many people accept being a secret.  Am I abnormal or are they?  Sure we say to our friends “I’d never be a secret”, but looking at a close relative’s facebook interactions more and more girls are accepting the secret status. 

            Now, back to Mr. Perfect, who incidentally got off easy for his wandering eyes, or was there a reason he did?  How could Oscar have slept with so many girls in this day and age of social media and not have had a backlash?  He was honest.  He didn’t try to make each girl feel as if they were something special, because they weren’t.  He didn’t lie to them and tell them he loved them.  Even Mya knew the score when it came to Oscar, they basically had an agreement.  She got the eye candy, he got someone who made him even more attractive, because he was “taken” and what girl doesn’t love a challenge?  Who doesn’t want to be the one to make him change his wandering ways and settle down?  If only he was with me then he’d stop.

            Yes, with Ellie, Oscar’s faithful.  He doesn’t have girls in secret, but it wasn’t Ellie that brought him to the place of realizing that what he was doing was wrong.  He had to come to that conclusion on his own. 

            For all those secret girls or guys that have a man/boy/girl/woman who loves them “but nobody can know.”   You’re one of many that “nobody can know” about.  You won’t be the one to change him.  And more importantly, why would you want to go through the pain of doing it and look at Jennifer from the Chrysalis series.  Even a secret girlfriend can have a very real child.  

            The only reason that Oscar is so perfect is because he grew into his realization that girls were not objects to be played with, but were in fact human beings.  Not every man learns that, but then again if the world was full of perfect Oscars all those sappy break up songs would never have been written and the little people in my head would miss them so.

            Hello, my name is Michel Prince, and I’m a cinephile.  Yes, I have a passionate love of movies.  I watch them, quote them and share them with friends.  My favorites I could watch a million times.  I have a collection of DVD’s that are getting close to a thousand easily.  Lets not even discuss my old VHS collection I finally had to walk away from. 

            For my second look inside the Chrysalis series we have Ellie who loves to fall into movies.  Those TCM commercials with Martin Scorsese talking about saving the old movies and remastering them makes her get chills.  She’s a little more girly than I am, I have to admit.  Although she appreciates all movies for different reasons it seems she’s into old school films and teen rom coms…but then again she is only seventeen.  Right now she’s all excited because she found Take Her, She’s Mine with Jimmy Stewart and Sandra Dee.  What can I say, she relates to the bubbly love struck girl. 

            What you might not understand when it comes to Ellie Chisholm is she doesn’t just experience the movies, she becomes the characters.  She is Mollie Michaelson, or Holly Golightly or even Sara from Save the Last Dance.  When people talk or interrupt the movie it’s almost as if they’ve violently grabbed her and tore her away from a warm womb of protection.  Yes, Ellie can be overly dramatic at times.

            There is something about a watching a movie that helps her block out the world.  She doesn’t hear the bump in the night.  She won’t know if danger is coming, because for her she’s completely safe.  Much like when she’s with Oscar.  With the combination of being in his arms while watching a movie…Ellie can rebuild her strength.

            Let’s look into book one of the series again, when Ellie was attacked in the park.  The next day she laid in Oscar’s arms all day and watched romantic love stories.  Then in book two Oscar spends the whole book trying to prove to her their love can last, even though Ellie can’t seem to find a movie to prove it could be real.

            Yes, Ellie lives in the world of fantasy, but sometimes that’s an okay thing.  We all do it.  Whether it’s buying a lottery ticket, fantasing about your favorite actor bumping into you on the street or even looking ahead at your son or daughter when they are on the court of field.  Sadly we all have to step into the real world once in a while…and that’s where Ellie has problems. 

            I invite you to join Ellie in the world I’ve created for her…sometimes it’s safe sometimes it’s not, but much like a movie you can keep going back to it and see a new aspect that wasn’t there before.

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            We all have to take time to reflect and adjust the world around us.  I’ve been a little off lately because I’m trying to reassess my writing goals, by looking at what I want to bring to you as readers.  There has to be a balance to everything in life and as a writer with a family and community obligations I sometimes look like Vishnu with a responsibility on each arm and this leads people to think I have six arms instead of the normal two.

            Now that is partially my fault, I admit it.  I hate when I see someone in need and I am a person capable of helping complete the task, but at what costs to me as human being…sigh… sadly contrary to the rumors I do not have supernatural powers.

            Here I go again in the breech young readers (I don’t care if you’re 90 you’re still young once you fall into one of my books).  I will go back into blogging so you can get to know about me through my Chrysalis series; that soon will be crossing from young adult to adult.  Then I’ll pepper in some things about my other series and works that are available on my bookshelf for your enjoyment.

           

            For my first installment of The Chrysalis series, I’m taking you back to writing part one of the book.  With Chrysalis I became overwhelmed and consumed with the book.  I slept about two hours a day and typed almost 22/7.  My son would be at games and I’d be on the sidelines with either my computer or my phone typing.  The story poured out of me.  I have never written anything this intense in my life. I became the characters. 

            When I wrote the scene at Como Park where Ellie runs to the swing set and cries while trying to apologize and finally Oscar places his finger under her chin and kisses her I was at a training.  We were on a lunch break and they called the end of the break right as Oscar started to kiss Ellie.  Her lips were full from the sensation.  She could feel her heart beating in them.  I had to stop writing and step away from the computer for two to three hours. 

            At first I thought nothing of it.  I closed my laptop and continued by Basic Adult Leaders Outdoor Orientation, or BALOO.  I know all my scouting friends will love that one.  Sitting on an uncomfortable picnic table, I learned about plant life and rocks or something…really I was distracted because Oscar was still kissing me.  For TWO HOURS.  No relief just pressure on my full and wanting lips.  I seriously was tapping my foot wanting to get back to my laptop.  I needed to finish Oscar and Ellie’s embrace before I exploded. 

            Did you feel the same when you read it?  Whether it’s my book or another writers, have you ever become the character you’re reading?  Does your heart race when the hero enters the room?  Can you feel his hand on the small of your back?  Or when he brushes back your hair?  For the male readers can you feel the smoothness of her skin or smell her hair as she walks across your page?



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Book two in the Chrysalis is out today...as always I'll be doing a release giveaway.  Haven't read book one yet?  No problem.  You can download it today or get it today in paperback.

In The Beam Ellie's walking a hard line...

          When I was a child, I used to speak like a child, think like a child, reason like a child; when I became a man, I did away with childish things.-Corinthians 13:11

There comes a time in everyone’s life when they must put aside their childish ways. In the past year, Ellie Chisholm has fallen into the security of her relationship with Oscar Jeffreys, emerging with a stronger sense of herself.  BUt now Ellie's mother has started inserting herself into Ellie’s life, treating her as if she were a child even though Ellie has begun to make very adult decisions for her future.  Having finally consummated her relationship with Oscar, Ellie learns the powers inside of her stretch further than vaporizing demons.

Maria, the demon bent on revenge, has been reigned in by God but that doesn’t stop her from disrupting and threatening those around Ellie and Oscar.  Ellie becomes off balance as Maria switches strategy and attempts to destroy Ellie from the outside.  Now the gauntlet has been thrown down.  Ellie must help her family achieve positive change and finally break the tie between her mother and Gaap or risk losing everyone she loves.

Can Ellie maintain her sanity while walking the last steps as a child?

            It’s funny there are two types of parents.  Those that expect better for their kids and those who don’t expect anything for them.  As someone who had one of each to say I grew up confused would be an understatement.  My father didn’t just expect that I was going to college it was a forgone conclusion.  Just like I was to attend elementary school I would attend every educational opportunity until I had achieved at least a Bachelors.

            Then I had my mother who reminded me that she couldn’t pay for college and I should just look for a realistic job.  That  said, my mother who never expected me to go to college, was the creative type.  She was always using her hands to create a one of a kind beauty.  I’ve always wanted the creative outlet but I didn’t have the artistic skill.

            Between the two of them I became a creative person that expects to be successful.  Earning awards and accolades.  I love getting reviews saying my books are good, creating a character that was well formed and flushed out.  I’ll never create a visual masterpiece, but I hope to create one in your mind. 

            On October 3rd I have two books releasing.  The first is called The Guardian’s Heart where a senior in college suddenly becomes the father of two-year-old twins.  Case Thomas doesn’t know how he can provide for these two children and give them what his parents had given him; direction, love and a better life then he had.

            The second is The Beam book two in the Chrysalis series and as we know Ellie’s parents are far from connected with their children.  The only expectations on Ellie come from within.  The world outside sees her as a success; inside her home she goes unseen. 

            Both books have romantic elements that provide the balance needed to support and strengthen their lover.   Inner strength can only get you so far, you need to find that outer support to maintain and nurture the inner.  I write and although I love hearing from other how much they connected with my book yet it seemed more relevant when my husband after three years of writing finally looked at one of my works in progress and said “You are a really good writer.  That story you had up on your computer was easy to read and engaging.”  Sigh…it’s not that my husband hasn’t supported me, but it’s always been financially.  I want it.  I get it.  If it’s a flop it’s a tax deduction if it’s a success it’ll pay for itself.  Either way no is not a word I’m used to hearing in my house. 

            Praise on the other hand, well that seems to come almost as a placating response to an immature dream.  “Of course you’ll be President son, if that’s what you want.”  But to actually hear the belief in his voice was something I never thought I’d hear.  When people asked if he’d read my books they always got a quick “no”, but no more.  Now, like Ellie with Oscar and Case with Gabbie, I don’t have to be strong by myself.  I have a scaffold to brace me until I’m to a place where I can no longer crumble.

             When I was in junior high I first stepped onto a real track.  My fingernails painted with what appeared like random numbers.  Unless you knew which race I was most focused on, then you knew it was the time I was going for.  This tradition continued all the way through college.  It seems like a silly thing to do, but when Flo-Jo ran you couldn’t help but notice every part of her.  Even though Florence Griffin-Joyner was a sprinter and I was a distance runner (something my coach quickly learned was a mistake) there was something about her that I couldn’t help but look to for inspiration.

            Flo-Jo’s sister-in-law Jackie Joyner-Kersee was my idol.  A heptathlete who pushed herself to the limits and seemed to do it with poise and grace.  She was tough as nails and worked hard to achieve her goals.  I had posters, books and even a cat I named Kersee.

            Every four years we get introduced to new batch of athletes who compete as professionals, but are only showcased during the Olympics.  I believe NBC usually does the background stories that send those tiny shivers up and down your spine.  This year we’re already hearing about the man who ran for three days straight to get away from rebels trying to add him to the army at age six.

            Being a former intercollegiate athlete I love the Olympics…well the summer ones.  I love watching gymnastics, swimming, diving, volleyball, and especially track.    There’s a reason my characters tend to be athletes.  Maybe I’m cheating, but I believe the sport or sports you play help determine your personality.  In Chrysalis I have my volleyball playing Ellie and her football-playing boyfriend.  It’s not just the sport, but also the position on the field.  Ellie’s a commander, maybe not to begin with, but for her position she has to step up…much like how she is with the demons that attack her.  Then Oscar self-confident wide receiver, look professionals like Steve Smith from the Panthers.

            In The Frozen I have Kiriana who was a division one sprinter then becomes a coach following an injury and the realization that she couldn’t commit to be an Olympic athlete.  Although Kiriana has the capacity to be singularly focused, much like in love she’s never truly had the motivation.

            This year we have Lolo Jones making a comeback…it should be a repeat.  Four years ago she hit a hurdle when she was on pace to not only win the 100-meter hurdles, but possibly break a record.  She comes from one of those spine tingling childhoods and turned her negative into a positive.  The fact that she’s an interracial child just plays so nicely into my little world too.

            Here’s the kicker with Lolo.  She’s beautiful, strong and has conviction.  There have been overrated stars that sports have paraded out to be the ‘face’ of the sport because of their beauty, but couldn’t back up the hype.  Ala Maria Sharapova the tennis player that gets all TV coverage even though she’s stayed at the bottom of the tennis rankings.

            When Lolo hit the hurdle four years ago it was like I was kicked in the gut, because I understood that a millisecond and a millimeter could end decades of work.  I’d been cheering for her since the trials in Washington.  Because as they say there are some sports that even if you’ve won the title at the world championships, it means nothing if you can’t win at the Olympics. 

            Join me in supporting all the great athletes and learn their stories.  Being an athlete takes hard work, perseverance and a strong sense of self.  I’ll keep my characters up to the high standards set by those who excel in their various sports the right way and maybe once in awhile sprinkle a few of the naughty ones.  Not every athlete needs to come from a hard luck story to make them worthy of your support, but as you learn what they put their body’s through everyday to become the best in the world ask yourself could you?

            Check out Lolo’s story.  Tomorrow I’ll be blogging on Rebel Reasoning about strong women and giving girls someone to look to as a role model.  I’m glad when I was younger I had Jackie Joyner-Kersee to look too.  No hard luck story just a hard working one, but I think now Lolo Jones is someone the young girls need to look to.  When I saw that she had 119,000 twitter followers and Kim Kardashian only had 57,000 I smiled.  Maybe the tide is turning and we are moving back to strong role models for girls…even if it’s only for the Olympics.

Little known fact...About two years ago I played with a flash fiction type game where I had to create some characters.  They were named Nye and Kiri.  That little exercise turned into almost 100,000 words and the beginning of The Frozen series, releasing July 17th.  So between celebrating the upcoming release I needed to also switch gears.  Everyone knows I love Chrysalis, but Chrysalis is bubble gum and The Frozen is hot wings.  I have a dark side so I searched out some adult writers...some best sellers and asked them to look at the picture to my left and come up with 150 words about it.  It will give you a little taste of their writing...if you like their piece please click on their website and check out their novels.  

Right Where He Wants Her~~Lila Munro

Pulling into his driveway in his unmarked car wasn’t his intention when Lt. Dillon Quinn cuffed one Miss Jenna Dearbourne and tossed her into the back after she assured him her mouth was indeed truly that dirty. Calling him a cock-sucking bastard wasn’t far from the truth, but it stung nonetheless. He’d meant to haul her in and leave her in holding overnight to cool off, but something about those pouty, coral lips and transparent, blue eyes kept calling his baser instincts to the surface and punishment of another kind flashed through his mind’s eye bringing a smile and hard-on. Dillon’s husband would probably sigh and roll his eyes at the sight of yet another random female in their bed when he arrived home from the graveyard shift, but hell, what was there to complain about?

Handcuffed, well-fucked, and begging for more…soon he’d have her right where he wanted her…

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I will have everything- Cassandre Dayne      

Nick jerked her up onto his knee, pushing her arm behind her back. The handcuff was merely a formality. Bekka wasn’t going anywhere. Still, he enjoyed the way she responded when he was gruff, his demeanor bordering on savage. After all, she was his sub. “You belong to me, remember?”

     “Yes, sir.” Her lower lip trembling, Bekka’s eyes opened wide.

     While there was apprehension riding her face, there was also defiance and something Nick loved about her. All wildcat and verve, her willful actions alone were enough to force his swollen cock hard against the tight confines of his pants. He’d take her hard soon enough – just the way she craved. “What do you want?”

     “Everything.”

     “No matter what?”

     “You can have anything and everything you hunger for.”

     Brushing perspiration from her brow, he brought the single bead to his lips, savoring the taste of her. “I will have everything.”

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Dance of the Succubus by JL Oiler

Koda swung around the pole as the lights flickered across her partially nude body. Her hunger drove her on, twisting and grinding to the loud music as the human men stared captivated by the curves of her body. Like the rest of her succubus siblings, that called the Inferno Room home, their desire feed her hunger. Sating this hunger meant ensuring that these men would be willing to do anything, including forfeit their souls, to possess her. Luckily for her, Koda already had one on the hook.

Motioning to him with a single bright red painted finger nail she coaxed him to the backroom and signaled for him to take a seat in the chair positioned in the room’s center.  Flipping the switch on the wall that set the music and ambiance, Koda swayed her way across the room and straddled his lap. 

Licking her brightly painted lips in invitation she leaned in close and whispered against his ear.

“Do you want me?”

“Yes, do you want me?”

“Yes”

“Good” he said with a toothy grin that startled her moments before he sank his own fangs deep into her neck to feed.

Just my luck, Koda thought as her vision clouded. Of all the men in this place I would be the one to seduce an Incubus.

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Untitled-Melissa Keir

Touching the small of her back, my hands clasped the silkiness of her skin, pulling her closer on my lap.  The leather of her jeans rubbed against my hardness as her heat singed my body through my jeans.

“Kiss me,” she demanded as her gaze locked with mine.

My body longed to, even as my head knew better.  She was my prisioner.  I’d spent the last forty-eight hours trying to find her to bring her back to Vegas to answer for her crimes.  Jezzebel was a temptation in a small package and was using her body to corrupt my honor.  

“Aw, hell. My honor be damned. I’m already destined for perdition.”

Taking possession of her mouth, I claimed it and marked it as my own. Nibbling down her neck, my fangs dropped.  Piercing her skin, Jezzebel moaned as my bite brought her to climax.

“And that was just the beginning.”

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Cuffing Daisy By Leanore Elliott

Max held her hips above his ready cock. The handcuffs were a nice touch. The cuffing stretched her arms back, so that her tits rose up so nicely. He reached up and twisted them with a sensuous playfulness until she moaned from the sensation.

Daisy’s silken pussy rose and fell over his erected sensitive dick with a hot wet friction as she rode him hard. He knew he needed to hold his climax back until she was on the verge. He decided to speed up her trip over that edge. Reaching down, he stroked her clit with his index finger.

“Oh, Max…” she cried out. “No, I can’t handle that.”

Revving the finger stroking, he pinched an erected nipple and plunged his throbbing cock up high into her.

“Oh, sweet Max!” she shouted.

Max exploded inside of her while watching her sweet breasts jut out even more with her orgasm.

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Untitled by she who wants to only be known as -Deirdre Clairox

I woke up to the decisive click of metal. Disoriented for a moment, I realized I must have fallen asleep on the sofa. A weight pressed against my groin. Instantly alert thanks to the stirring in my pants, my eyes flew open. Her mouth crashed down on mine. 

One hand caressed the back of my neck; the other was handcuffed…

“What the hell?” I tried to ask, but her insistent lips parted mine. Our tongues twined together.

She grinded into my lap. I bent my head to take a nipple between my lips, and she sucked in a breath.  Moaning, she pushed away from me, reached down to unzip my pants, and knelt between my legs. Her lips closed around the object of her desire. I closed my eyes, but this time I wouldn’t fall asleep. Next time she fell asleep on the sofa? I’d have a surprise for her.


The Ice Box-By Michel Prince

The time had come for Sarah to step up and put Anthony in his place.  He'd crossed the line one too many times.  Teasing her.  Tempting her.  Only to stop before they even touched.  He was her roommate and best friend since they were ten.  Never even trying to be more.

Anthony was asleep on the couch when Sarah tiptoed into the kitchen to pull a pair of handcuffs out that she'd hidden in the freezer for an extra bite.  Something about cold steel against her wrists made her nipples harden and tingle.  A smile crept across her lips at the thought of where she'd hidden the key.

As she straddled the man of her dreams he stirred underneath her.  With a quick clink of the handcuffs he woke dazed.  Sarah had left her hair down so she shook out her hair and leaned into his lips.  Not kissing.  It was her time to tease.