However, one look at the new female in need of defending brings out the dead emotions of his incubus. Be it the fates will to bless him as her counterpart, he plans to teach her the fine art of self-control and satisfy her on every level imaginable.Kamaria Valentin is scared for her life. Blackouts, strange cravings for violence and blood have plagued her for the last two years. Add hot sex dreams with a nameless face and she’s one hot mess. Ready to break, the need for answers pushes her to free herself from the prison holding her a drugged captive.Caedon Bolton searches for the lost. Deities looking for home, for sanctuary. One night a vulnerable soul screams out to him in her dreams, he must find her and save her from the brink of death. Once he has Kama in his arms, Caedon realizes only he can give her the emotional support she craves.

    The only clues: a mysterious bank deposit of a half-million pounds and Zach’s branded-black tattoo of a raven. Their quest for the truth will lead them to the seediest parts of London, and Zach will have to face the unspeakable truth of a past better off forgotten.A short story from V.M.K. Fewings’ beloved Stone Master’s series, “Mortal Veil” features familiar characters in the always-sexy Belshazzar’s night club, favorite hangout of England’s most wicked vampires. Fewings brings vampire fiction back to its Anne Rice roots with dark deeds and delicious monsters.Note: Mortal Veil can be read at any point in the series.

    Vampire erotica M/F. Explicit sexual content: graphic language, vampire scenes, and sexual situations. Anne Adair takes vampire erotica to a completely new level in Train to Ecstasy, Story 1 in the Coven Girl Series. In Train to Ecstasy, a sexual explosion between a recently turned Elizabeth and the object of her desire come together on a train bound for vampire heaven. Elizabeth and Jonathan had previously met in an on-line chat room for vampires. "Turns out, we're seen as evil, demons or worse. So, we do what we can to find our own kind." They decide to meet. "My fangs are bared and before I realize it, I've nicked him, eliciting an undeniable hiss from him as I draw blood. I almost pull away, fearful of his reaction, but the heady taste of fresh blood hits my senses and I suck harder. He gives an animalistic growl as he regains his balance. Then, as I feel his balls tighten and his seed jet into the back of my throat, he roars, clearly not caring if anyone else in the train hears us or not."Erotica Author Anne Adair's words jump off the pages and will truly leave you breathless in this erotica quickie read. Note: This super short story contains very explicit graphic language and graphic adult sexual situations, including vampirism.The Train to Ecstasy by Anne Adair is vampire erotica, the likes of which you've never read before. This short story takes erotica to an entirely new level. You will be shocked. You will be stunned. You will be aroused.Author Anne Adair has a thing for vampires. Ever since falling in love with the Twilight series by Stephenie Meyer, she has wanted to bite into writing a vampire erotica trilogy. The Coven Girl Series, Women Who Bite, is her first published series in the vampire genre, and Train to Ecstasy is Story 1 in the series. Anne writes fiction under other pen names, which shall remain hidden in the coven. Anne loves to watch True Blood while sipping on a Bloody Mary. Read Anne Adair, if you dare.Cover by Fantasia Frog DesignsExcerpt:The constant sound of the train’s wheels clicking against the tracks is soothing, and I nearly fall asleep. But I’ll soon have company and I can’t help but to be a tad anxious about it. Jonathan and I met a year ago in an online chat room, yes…for vampires. Christ, don’t judge me for it. No one expected vampirism to go from being a thing of myth, to a widespread reality. With the rise of vampires in literature and film in the early part of the century, you’d think it would be a cool thing. Turns out, we’re seen as evil demons or worse. So, we do what we can to find our own kind. Right now, I’ve never felt more alone.I’m clad in only a thin white T-shirt and panties, nothing else. We both decided on this, a no holds barred first meeting. It goes against everything in me, to just open up…let someone in so quickly. But, I want this. I want him. I’ve held off for what feels like a lifetime and it’s time to take a chance.The door swings open. My thoughts are stilled as I’m hauled unapologetically to my feet and pinned against the wall in the corner. Before I can say anything, a hand covers my mouth and my wrists are gripped above my head with such strength that it makes me question what’s really happening here. I try to move and he counters by pressing his body against mine. I’m not going anywhere. Then the soft glow of moonlight from beyond the window illuminates the strong line of Jonathan’s jaw, and I relax against his hold.“Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted this?” He leans in, his lips a mere whisper on my own. “I need to feel you.” His fingers stroke my inner thigh, so close to where I want them. He comes just to the line of my panties before he stops his hand.I swallow, feeling very small and slight in his grasp and…intimidated.He laughs softly in my ear, “You should be.”OK, maybe the mind reading thing isn’t so bad.He pulls my shirt off, slides his palms slowly up my abdomen, and then sweeps over my breasts until he pushes his way beneath my bra to toy with my hardened nipples, pinching and squeezing them until I am boneless in his arms. “You’re right, Elizabeth. It’s not bad at all. Open your mind up and you’ll feel everything I’m feeling. Go on.”“Fuck,” I swear below my breath, steadily losing the ability to stand on my own two feet. He’s not kidding. I feel everything he feels—heat and longing, and his quickly waning restraint. He’s two seconds from taking me to the ground.

    Shannon McKee finds herself at the end of her rope, and she offers her soul to whoever can save her first.Unfortunately, she sends that request to both agencies. Shannon’s plea is answered immediately by two men who couldn’t be more different from one another. Yet they share a bond and an affection for the stubborn Miss McKee that even they don’t understand.When Heaven and Hell demand their payment, Shannon has no choice but to submit. No matter who gets her soul, she’s not getting out of this alive.