A Vampire Cocktail to Warm up Your Winter!
Ingredients:
· 2 ounces blended Scotch whisky
· 1 ounce ruby port
· 1/2 ounce French vermouth
· 2 dashes orange bitters
Glass Type: Chilled Cocktail Glass
Instructions: Stir well with cracked ice, then strain into a chilled cocktail glass; it should pour an incandescent garnet red.
Enjoy! xoxo —A.C
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Eternal Ever After Ever
After Series Book 1
A.C. James
Genre: Steamy
Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Wandering
Impulse Press
Date of Publication:
11/23/13
E-Book:
978-0-9911485-0-9
Print:
978-0-9911485-1-6
ASIN: B00GTT0UK6
Number of pages: 307
Word Count: 88K
Cover Artist: Ramona
Lockwood
Buy the Paperback—Get the E-book FREE with Kindle Matchbook
Book Description:
His past holds a secret…
Arie
Cush has a secret that he thought he’d left behind. When his past follows him
to Chicago he must protect someone that reminds him of all the painful memories
he’s tried so hard to forget. But when every touch from her sets his heart and
body on fire—he finds it hard to maintain his aloof façade.
That becomes her nightmare.
Holly
Ellis has secrets of her own. An encounter with the handsome stranger who
frequents her coffee shop reveals a vampire with baggage. Even though it might
be more than she bargained for, she can’t resist the one person who understands
her. But her life is in danger and a supernatural threat could reveal the
underground world of vampires to humankind in this Gothic Cinderella
re-telling.
Inside
Scoop: This story contains bondage,
anal play, a M/F primary romance with mild F/F situations.
Warning:
This book is fictitious. The BDSM portrayed in this story does not portray the lifestyle. Vampires will be
vampires. They don’t exactly stop to discuss a scene, pain thresholds, and
there is no aftercare involved. Trust is an intrinsic part of the lifestyle.
Use due diligence and research before deciding to make fiction into reality.
Heat
Level: This book is a steamy romance.
It’s the development of a romantic relationship that contains more explicit
language and sex. The sex is not an inherent part of the story, character
growth, or relationship development, and if removed you still have an amazing
plot.
Excerpt:
“If your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty,
give him something to drink.”
–Holy Bible: King James Version
PREFACE
I
never guessed that I could die with a sea of faces surrounding me, all cheering
for my death. A woman wearing a jacket dress made of brocade only laughed
louder when blood splattered the low square neckline. Where is Arie? I
scanned the crowded club but all I could see were pale faces, some half covered
by masks.
My
time had come and I prayed she would finish me off quickly. The warm trickle of
blood ran down my neck and chest, saturating the corset bustier of my gown. It
seemed like a shame to ruin such a pretty dress. Strangely, I felt relieved the
bodice was black and not a light color that would show a stain.
The
fear of dying or more accurately, the fear of not existing, scared me stiff.
Perhaps if I had satisfied this existential anxiety with faith I wouldn’t jump
from panic to ambivalence. I should be angry at everyone who simply watched.
They must think the gruesome display is part of the entertainment for tonight.
After the bloody burlesque show I could hardly blame them.
Holly,
I gave you the chance to leave. The
telepathic transference hardly seemed relevant at this point. I knew if I’d
never gone to the Hellfire Club, I wouldn’t be facing death now. Still, if my
death meant the killings would stop it seemed justifiable.
“No!”
I could barely hear Arie scream above the cheering voices clamoring for
attention. The constant drone defies my effort to form coherent thoughts. I
looked up and could see him on the balcony. When I blinked he had disappeared
into the throng. I could feel the blood continue to trickle down my neck as she
drained me. Dizziness threatened to pull me under. The audience applauded her
brutality. I crumpled at her feet, looking up at her smile as thin as paper.
Blood.
So much blood. My blood.
I
didn’t want this to be the story of my death but this part is only a fragment
of a narrative as old as time. Its voices fill the shadows with whispers of
legend. We are told that the damned cease to exist and those absolved from sin
are given eternal life. The damned can never be saved. They walk the earth in
an eternal hell. I fear it will be my curse if death doesn’t claim me instead.
About the Author:
A.C.
James—author of erotic paranormal romance and erotica featuring bdsm. Author of
Cursed Ever After, an anthology of four erotic paranormal short stories
and prequel to the series. Its full length sequel, Eternal Ever After,
tones it down to steamy romance. Wife, mother, and storyteller extraordinaire. She
resides in northeast Pennsylvania drinking large vats of coffee while taming
two toddlers by day and writing by night. Recovering video game beta tester and
tech geek who grew-up going to cons and watching SmackDown. There's probably
some cosplay pictures around somewhere of her dressed up as Bloodberry from
Saber Marionette J. Just don't tell anyone.
You had me at Steamy Paranormal Romance. Lol. I definitely need to read this. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Emi Lia! ;) So happy to be visiting the blog today. Happy reading, everyone!
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