Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Sexy Excerpt from Midnight Beckoning

November 15th will be the release date of my newest novel, Midnight Beckoning. 
I thought I would share a little bit of it with you today. 
In an attempt to expand my genre reach, I've created a world filled with entities I've never written about before. Fascinated by the world of damphyr and incubi, I hope I've been able to add a new twist to this paranormal story. Naturally, as with most of my paranormal characters, I didn't color inside the lines, so I hope no one expects stereotypical folklore!! 
Ford Lenox, a natural born damphyr, waited three hundred years for the phenomenon of his birth to be repeated. Many had been conceived. Many had even been born. But, only a few made it to their twenty-first birthday. And, none shared the same requirements as he, to assume their rightful place at his side and become his queen.
Until now.
Lauren Neil was born three hundred years to the day after Ford’s birth, and it was no coincidence that he found her only days before her twenty-first birthday. Little did she know that the damphyr lurking beneath her human surface was about to be unleashed, prominently placing her on the throne to rule over damphyr and vampire alike. 
Lauren’s demonic sire slash father, Drago, an incubus, straight from the pits of hell, has other plans.
Can Ford fulfill the prophecy and save Lauren and their kind? Or will a new species be created to rule the world?
Even a match made in heaven, may have to go through hell to survive!

Unedited Excerpt:

Despite an overwhelming need to be near him, Lauren slowly backed away.
His shoulders slumped. “It’s me who should apologize. I should have found you sooner. At least then there would have been time to explain before all hell broke loose.”
“Literally,”  she scoffed.
“Lauren, I didn’t ask for this life and neither did you. But, it is what it is. All we can do is play the hand we−”
“Stop.” She raised her hands defensively, to stop his words. A pep talk wouldn’t make it any easier to take. “I can’t do this.” A vice-grip like pressure compressed her temples confining the mass of confusion and dread already trapped in her head.
“If you don’t we’re both dead.”
Lauren turned away and headed back to the couch. Never before had any situation ever appeared black and white to her. She’d always managed to question, defy and even prove things weren’t always what they seemed. Why should this be different? “How can you be sure?”
“Look, this is bigger than either of us. The prophecy dates back to when incubi and succubi were first created. From the beginning of the curse.”
Lauren jutted her chin out feeling an inexplicable sense of power. “You said you were raised by a witch. So if this is a curse, that’s like a spell or something, isn't it?” She would eventually find the loophole, she was sure of it.
“Not exactly. This curse came from a little higher up than some bubbling cauldron in fairy tales.”
Her concentrated glare narrowed. What did that mean? “How high?”
“Does the name Lucifer ring any bells?”
“Bullshit!”
Before she could blink, Ford flew across the room and snatched her up by her shoulders. “Don’t try to act so brave, Lauren. This is happening. You can deny it all you want, but in a couple of days when your whole body is on fire and you think you’re going to die…” Slowly releasing his tight grip, he lowered her back down onto the floor. “Trust me, you’ll believe.”
Stunned by the deep seeded growl grumbling in his chest, Lauren drifted onto the couch burying her face in the palms of her hands. Crying wouldn’t help, but at that moment, it was all she could do. She hated not being in control.
How could any of this be real? Her life was over before it had time to begin. What about school? Steven? “Oh, God.” She gasped. “I have to talk to Steven. He doesn’t have a clue where I am.”
“The human can’t know about this. It’s better that he thinks you’re dead.” Hardness returned to his tone.
Lauren wiped her eyes and glared up at him. “The human is my boyfriend and we have plans.”
Her stomach tightened as that familiar ire began to smolder in the pit of her gut. Her life may not have been exciting, filled with demons and vampires, but it was a life, and one she wanted to live. “Just because you haven’t been human for hundreds of years doesn’t mean you can’t act it.”
“Sometimes the inhuman part is all that keeps me from losing what humanity I have left. It’s what makes me strong and someday you’ll be thankful you can rely on that side to get you through.”
“I don’t want to rely on whatever monster is sleeping inside of me,” she boomed as she leapt to her feet. “I love him.” Acid bubbled on the uppermost rim of her stomach and she thought she would be sick from the sound of the lie echoing in her ears.
“Love? Really, Lauren? Is that why you’ve tried everything you could to isolate yourself from his world?” He towered over her with a darkened scowl.
Lauren swallowed hard as a shiver of fright crept up her spine. How could he know that? “You don’t know what you’re talking about. Steven and I are going to be married,” she lied again.
Ford grasped her hand and brought it up in front of her face. “Where’s the ring?”
Lauren chewed the inside of her cheek. There was no ring because she wasn’t engaged.
“Look me in the eye and tell me you planned to spend the rest of your life with that—that guy.” He’d leaned in so close, his hot, sweet breath poured over her.
She pulled her hand from his grip. “Things are complicated.”
“It’s complicated because you never intended to stay with him.” He hovered over her, his mouth centimeters from hers.
“That’s not…” she breathlessly attempted a reply. Glaring at his lips, all rational thoughts eluded her senses.
She glanced up only to find his eyes darting back and forth, under firmly furrowed brows.
“Ford,” she breathed against his parted lips.
Fire burned through her as his mouth pressed against hers. Before she could even think to protest, he swept her into his arms, yet again, and charged to her bedroom.
His body engulfed hers as he kissed her deeper than she recalled ever being kissed. His fingers tangled in her hair and he crawled on top of her. The heaviness of his body pressed her into the mattress, his tongue valiantly probing her mouth.
Tugging at the t-shirt covering his bulky shoulders, Lauren pulled him down on top of her harder. Reckless desires sparked her imagination. She could do this. She could be his. Together they could rule the world. 

Midnight Beckoning will be available from 
eXtasy Books December 15th!!

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