Newest Release & Excerpt
Blood Instincts (Genre: paranormal romance, urban fantasy, somewhat futuristic)
Format: ebook, print
Release Date: May 30, 2018
Tagline: What if you found out that you weren’t exactly…human?
Enter the Other World at your own risk…
What if you found out that you weren’t exactly…human?
Myah Sullivan is suddenly living that nightmare. There are Others in the world, dangerous, supernatural creatures that make her mind spin and cause her to question the reality she’s always known.
Oliver King is her savior, a vampire who tries to show her the way. Through her journey she learns far more than she ever thought she would about herself, and about the past. Soon, she discovers that there is so much more to meeting Oliver than mere happenstance.
Can Myah accept her new reality, or will she retreat into that normal, safe world she once thought was her own?
Here is an excerpt for your viewing pleasure!
Blood at First Sight Series
The car ride home was silent yet comfortable. It was odd. Yet, Oliver’s uncomplicated presence was soothing.
Parking at the curb, he walked her up the stairs and inside to her door. Myah fished her keys from her purse. “I had a great time,” she offered.
He smiled. “I did too.” Reaching out to cup her cheek, he whispered, “You’re a fascinating woman, Myah Sullivan.”
“Thank you,” she murmured, caught up in his nearness. “You’re not so bad yourself, Mr. King,” she joked, trying to keep things light. Still, she found herself leaning forward, intoxicated by that spicy cologne, and him specifically.
His gaze dropped to her lips for a second, then it all became real as his arm snaked around her, drawing her into his body. Myah opened to him, accepted the press of his frame and the sudden yet subtle weight of his mouth on hers. Lips parting, she savored his adventurous tongue and mysterious flavor. With a moan, she moved closer, easing her arms around his shoulders and neck. The spring of soft spikes in his hair was a pleasure she’d never known. It made her ache to explore this man.
As his tongue probed her mouth expertly, she attempted to match his kisses with hers, though her experience was limited. The pressure of his chest against her body was welcoming, and her nipples tightened into peaks. When he broke from the kiss to run a path with his lips down her neck, she was almost sure she’d stopped breathing. The sensation of his mouth upon her skin was exquisite, and her core tingled. Though he’d done that before, it felt different now. Focused. She yearned for more of what he could give her. For some reason, she was once again reminded of the strange dream she’d had. That man was great at kissing too. And there was something oddly familiar about Oliver. She couldn’t put her finger on why.
Oliver groaned and drew back. From this angle, his eyes appeared darker.
Their mouths just inches apart, she wanted to close the distance between them again. Myah worked to control her labored breaths. Her body still tingled, welcoming him. Myah found herself wanting to be with him.
“Ah…would you like to come inside for a bit? I could put on some coffee.”
He visibly winced. “I am flattered, Myah, but I shouldn’t.”
“Oh.” Right, Myah. Just because he took you out and kissed you once doesn’t mean he wants to sleep with you. That wasn’t anywhere in the rule books. And hell, maybe he felt awkward after all when she got too comfortable on the bench at the harbor. She swallowed hard. “It’s all right.”
Now the silence truly was a killer.
“I’ve offended you,” he stated at last.
“Um…no, not at all.” She just wasn’t often broadsided like this, or on the receiving end of rejection.
“I would like to see you again.”
That was weird. He’d turned down her invitation for sex, yet he’d continue to date her? She was in pretty strange territory. No, it just didn’t work this way. “Really, it’s fine. You aren’t obligated.”
He frowned. “Tell me what I did wrong here, Myah.”
She shook her head. Even if he had chipped away at her pride, she refused to make a fool of herself. “I’ll see you around, Oliver. I wish you the best.” As she went to shut the door, he slapped a hand hard against the wooden surface and her heart rammed in wild thumps.
His blue eyes narrowed. “I meant what I said. I’m flattered by the invitation.”
“Okay…” She tried to calm her breaths, fighting off visions of a home invasion.
“And I do want to see you again. But, you must wonder why a man apparently interested in you would refuse such a generous offer.”
She crossed her arms over her chest. “Actually, you don’t need to explain.” This was awkward and humiliating enough. Could her cheeks be redder? Her face felt like it was on fire.
“But I must. As a gentleman, it’s my duty.”
“Then I absolve you of your duty.”
“Please, I insist.”
“Is there someone else? Another woman?” she blurted.
He frowned. “Not at all. I told you I hadn’t been with a female in a while.”
Men were known to embellish when it suited them. “Did you just break up with someone?”
He shook his head.
“Do you have an early meeting tomorrow? Are you leaving the city?”
Shit, the man was probably gay then. She sure knew how to pick ‘em. But his kiss sure wasn’t the platonic kiss of a gay man or just a friend. This was too confusing. Maybe she should quit dating after all. She couldn’t read men these days. “It’s okay. I don’t require an explanation. You have a right to your own privacy. Good night, Oliver.” But his hand never budged from the door as she tried to close it again. When did the door get so heavy? “What are you doing?” she whispered.
“Explaining myself. May I have your hand, darling?”
Myah felt like she’d entered another universe as her hand lifted on its own. When his lips swept across the top, the sensation tickled, burned her. She swayed, closing her eyes.
“Look at me, Myah.”
She opened her eyes, gazed into the blue of his. When he cupped her cheek with his other hand, she stilled, and almost forgot why she’d been upset. There was an odd nuance to those eyes. He had total command of her body. It was a bit disconcerting. She’d never considered herself the type who would blindly follow orders.
“I am charmed by the invitation to enter your domicile. As for the rest, I’m honored, of course. I would love to accept. Every part of me wants to be with you, Myah Sullivan. In and out of the bedroom. But there’s a lot about my life you don’t know. And if we’re ever intimate, I’d prefer you know everything about me first. That way I would be assured you went into this with a full heart. No regrets.” He offered a small smile. “Am I making sense?”
She nodded, the only response she could manage.
“Good. I will call you, Myah.”
“I thought you didn’t have a phone?” she asked absently.
“I’ll manage. Don’t worry…I keep my vows. Will you be in tomorrow evening?”
“I will call then.”
“But my number is unlisted,” she protested, digging inside her purse to locate a notepad. She tore off a sheet and wrote the number down, then handed it to him. She would’ve put her info in the contacts section of his cell phone, but he didn’t even have one. How peculiar.
Oliver eased the paper in his suit’s breast pocket. “I’ll keep this close to my heart.”
She was too stunned to find anything cheesy or funny. “Okay.”
“Good night, Myah.” He kissed her quick on the lips and left the apartment.
She closed the door slowly, frowning. She’d spent most of the night preparing to turn him down, and through some twist of the universe, she had invited him in and was turned down. Ironic.
Oliver King was a strange man, unlike anyone she’d ever met before. His kiss had practically knocked her out. He appeared unpredictable in many ways.
The trouble was she didn’t know what was in store for her with him. Complications or heartache.
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