This is the cover for my next release. I don’t have an exact date yet, but it should be sometime in the next few weeks.
So…what do you think of the cover? Damn sexy🙂
Here it is! Your preview of Christian’s Kisses: Shadow.
A “tense scene” got the most votes, with “Anything with Christian” coming in a close second—–like, it lost by two votes that’s how close it was.
So sorry, you can’t read a sexy scene with your favorite master vampire today (And OMG there’s some SUPER awesome ones in Shadow), you’ll have to wait until the books release. But, I gave you some quotes from him instead.😉
And thanks to everyone who voted! When I get closer to setting a release date for the books, I’ll be sure to let you all know, so look out for that!
Enjoy the excerpt!
“Get on your plane okay?” Addison sounded worried, a few voices in the background making hers a little hard to hear. He could hear Christian talking, but it didn’t sound like she was sitting next to him.
“Leaves in a bit.” He tossed his cigarette to the ground, grinding it into the pavement. As he scanned the space ahead of him, he saw a few figures approaching. Licking his lips, he glanced around again cautiously.
The parking lot was pretty desolate on this side of the airport, so it seemed odd such a large group of people were gathered together. He studied them with sharp eyes, trying to see if he could make out any faces. He knew all the hunters here, but none of these men were anyone he knew.
Ever since the attack on the manor, Josh was a little high strung. He hadn’t seen a Nightwalker yet, and he’d be glad never to.
Addison continued, “Where are you going? Christian said—“
“I gotta go, Addy. I’ll call you when I get there, ‘kay?” Josh then hung up. He shoved his phone back in his pocket, then started walking briskly toward the door.
As soon as he turned his back, he was jumped from behind. One of the attackers started choking him and dragging him away from the building, Josh frantically trying to break free. He spit out his false teeth and sunk his fangs into the man’s arm. When he tasted the spoiled blood of a corpse, he recoiled, Josh ripping the man’s arms off him.
Running as fast as he could, Josh took off. He knew if there was one Nightstalker, there were a few more. And there was. A whole gang of the uglies, most likely stragglers from the attack the other night.
Josh wiped at his lips, the taste of curdled blood still lingering in his mouth. He felt a slight tingle to go with it, his tongue feeling a bit numb. He knew Nightstalkers’ blood was poison to vampires, but he didn’t know how much. And because he was on such high alert, he didn’t have time to worry about it. He needed to find an exit. Now.
Like a raging lion, he began fighting off the foes. Ripping through their soft, rotten flesh with his sharp fangs, Josh overpowered them and plowed through each one that stood in his path.
And right now, he seemed to be winning. He took down a few on his way out to the parking lot. He knew better than to bring this fight inside the airport.
This was also the first time the Nightstalkers had attacked in a public place that he knew of. That meant they didn’t care if they were seen. This was not good and Josh didn’t want to stick around to find out why, or meet the one leading this pack of undead. If Shadow was here, too, he would be in big trouble.
A few caught up to him, the Nightstalkers running at super human speed. Even the ones he wounded had shaken off the normally fatal wounds, and came at him like rabid wolves.
Instead of fighting back anymore, Josh knew it was time to retreat. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him, and with his vampire blood, he was able to out run the Nightstalkers.
Finally, he had lost them, and was able to reach a safe place before he collapsed. He stopped near a small donut shop. Standing against the building, he paused to catch his breath. His shaky hands took out his phone. He was feeling sick, his stomach turning.
Then, he felt it. A great burning in his throat. In his fight, he didn’t know how much Nightstalker blood he had ingested. But now he realized it had been too much.
He started to vomit, Josh’s face reddened. His vision was blurry, Josh feeling like he were about to faint. A figure shot out of the darkness, slamming him against the wall. Josh’s eyes settled on the man’s face. It was covered by a demon mask, the man wearing a cocky smile, large fangs protruding from his bluish lips.
He looked like an elite. One of Josh’s own. But this man was not just an elite. No…he couldn’t be an elite. This man possessed demonic powers. Josh could feel it. That icy kiss of hell’s blue flame emanating from this man. Hanging around him like a dark, heavy shroud.
The man chuckled, the sound of his sadistic laugh echoing in Josh’s head. Josh couldn’t move, the man’s hands now the only thing that kept him standing. This man’s touch felt like ice, his fingers burning the elite’s flesh.
This had to be Shadow. The one Christian had been searching for. Josh knew he was in big trouble, and though his brain screamed at his body to move and resist the demon, Josh couldn’t. He was paralyzed, his skin feeling like it was being pricked by a million tiny needles—each one going so deep, he could feel it in his bones.
“Sleepy, sleepy, Joshy….” Baring his fangs, Shadow chuckled with his excited words. He sunk his teeth into the soft flesh of Josh’s neck. Josh opened his mouth to scream, but nothing came out.