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Showing posts with label black magic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label black magic. Show all posts
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September 18, 2015
Audio Free Read: Dichotomies, a Blood and Fire Short
I've been wanting to go back and record some of my earlier short stories, and Dichotomies has been itching for my attention. With a new Blood and Fire novel on the way to e-book shelves, I thought it would be a great time to revisit my supernatural demons and their wicked ways.
May 29, 2015
Friday Free Read: Rhythm and Blues
Rhythm and Blues takes place in the world of Blood and Fire, alongside my other supernatural erotic stories Lotus Petals, Angel's Keeping, and several other Free Reads on this blog. As a standalone, it can be read without prior knowledge of the other books, but if you've been following the Blood and Fire tales, I hope you'll enjoy another glimpse into their dark world.
I
met my black-magic boy on the Mississippi River. There was a jazz festival in
Memphis, a weekend's liberty, release from the ugly house in the backwoods
smelling of whiskey and garbage. I hadn't told Frank I was going, and he'd
throw a shit-fit when I got back. I let one of his bar buddies fuck me for
fifty bucks and hitched my way to Memphis, stopping halfway over the Dolly
Parton Bridge to lean over the railing, smelling the wild green-and-copper
scent of the air.
At
nineteen, I was already an irredeemably broken thing. If I tipped myself into
the river, nobody would care except strangers to whom I was only an unnamed
girl with so many mysteries.
March 6, 2015
Friday Free Read -- Black Magic Lust
A Friday Free Read
From the World of Blood and Fire
A Friday Free Read
From the World of Blood and Fire
Caleb’s quarters were dark, lit only by the flickering half-light of candles ensconced in little braziers along the wall. His rooms were deep within the family’s sprawling manor, no windows to the outside. Typical of him. A fair scene for secret sins.
He took me with a passion born deep, a hunger and desire we’d kept simmering on the fire for far too long. He devoured me, every part of me, eating me up like a proud, powerful lion. He couldn’t be starved—Caleb would never have any trouble finding willing partners. Tall and brooding, he turns women’s heads with his long, tawny blonde hair and roughly stubbled jaw; he speaks with a gently rolling brogue, calling ladies lassies and fillies and luvs. He's deadly and dangerous, anyone could tell, and I’d seen scores of hot-blooded women throw themselves at his mercies, offering him their bodies with gleeful desire. I know he’s a man who’s never had to go without: still, when we came together, he was consumed by an intensity that drove me wild.
Caleb could have any woman he wanted. It was part of his contract.
“Shyla,” he gasped, pushing me up against the wall and kissing me with feverish lust. “Och, Shyla, you're like fire.”
Any woman but me, that is.
December 5, 2014
Dichotomies - A Blood and Fire Free Read
A Friday Free Read
From the World of Blood and Fire
Velvet
can be so cruel...
The witch Tarja twisted
in her rope bonds with a low, lusty groan. It seemed it could be hours before Braeden would lash her again, and the skin of her back
crawled in anticipation. His whip was long and crept along her back like
tongues: eight tails in lush purple velvet, like soft, slithering fingers; small steel balls sleeved along the lengths at arbitrary intervals to carry the hard
bite of punishment with each stroke. The ache of the balls far outlasted the
caress, but each new lash lavished her bruises like a luxurious kiss.
A Friday Free Read
From the World of Blood and Fire
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