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Since this hop coincides with Longing for Surrender's pre-order, it seems only fitting for the excerpts I post to be from my new book.
I'm so excited for the release of this book. At times, it was exhausting to write due to the emotional turmoil of the heroine. At other times, it was exciting to write because these two have amazing chemistry. And the sexual tension just goes on and on. Heck, I was even wondering when these two would finally get it on, but they wouldn't be rushed. It will be worth it in the end, I promise?
Longing for Surrender is the fifth book in my Nocturnal Surrender Series. If you love sexy vampires that actually bite, then this series is for you. You can also read this series for FREE with Kindle Unlimited.
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Longing for Surrender blurb...
What can you do when what you long for is what terrifies you most?
Olivia Fournier keeps her immortal heart locked away, determined never to allow another man—another vampire—to rip it to shreds as her sire did. She is the cold-hearted bitch everyone hates, and she likes it that way. The last thing she wants is love… Or is it?
Alexander Mitchell has recently been tasked with leading the fight for vampires’ survival against the growing threat of the Hunters. The last thing he needs is to be distracted by the infuriatingly frustrating Olivia Fournier. Then again, maybe she is exactly what he needs.
Can the pair work together to save their species? Or will Olivia’s trust issues and attempts to undermine Alex’s leadership cause them to lose more than a chance at love, but to lose their lives, as well?
Longing for Surrender excerpts...
As soon as the car lurched to a stop, Olivia used her superior strength to wrench her arm from Alex’s grasp and bolt out the door. He must have gone mad from sniffing too much of that putrid country air.
She vamped out so she could see better in the dark. Everywhere she turned there were nothing but fields and woods…and cows. Far too many cows. The stench was dreadful. She quickly shut down her breathing.
Alex’s laughter drifted on the warm autumn breeze with an irritating calmness. She spun around again, hoping to find an escape route, but the last thing she wanted was to trudge through pastures full of manure or woods full of creepy insects and animals. She could hunt the most ruthless rogue and take him down without a second thought, but if a spider crawled up next to her…
She shivered at the thought.
Besides, her heels were not made for walking in such conditions.
She could run along the road, but she really had no idea where she was or which way to go. Chances were there would be no cell reception out here in the middle of nowhere so she could use GPS. And her phone was in her purse. In Alex’s car.
“Are you ready to get back in?” His eyes glowed silver in the moonlight, and she caught a glimpse of his long fangs when he smiled—too smugly.
She shivered again.
Why couldn’t she stop staring at those sharp daggers in his mouth? He dragged a hand through his hair, and the soft waves slipped out a little at a time, falling around his chiseled face. He strutted around the car, muscles flexing under his shirt.
She looked around at the empty expanse of road on either side of them. Why weren’t there any other cars? It wasn’t that late. If only someone would come along and interrupt whatever he was about to do.
The night suddenly seemed oppressed with heat. It fell over her like a heavy blanket. Although she wasn’t breathing, had no need for oxygen, she thought she might suffocate from it.
He inched closer, a predatory look in his eyes as if she were his prey. As if he had every intention of taking her in his arms, forcing her back against the car, and sinking his fangs deep in her neck.
She stifled a moan.
He’d backed her into the car before, and having him so close, so dominant, had nearly made her melt. Even though she could have easily gotten away, she’d felt trapped. It was as if all her strength had been drained from her. Like silver poison coursed through her veins, white hot and debilitating.
And it was happening again. With every step he took toward her. Every glint in his silvery gaze. Every flash of moonlight on his fangs.
She hadn’t realized she was moving until her back struck the car once more.
His arms came to rest on the roof on either side of her, still he kept some space between them. “Seems you’ve loosened up a bit, Miss Fournier.”
For some reason the crickets chirped louder. The leaves rustled relentlessly, screaming in her ears. All the sounds of the night bombarded her. Surrounded her. Closed in on her.
Just like Alex was.
Inch by seductive inch he closed the space between them until his warm breath caressed her cheek. His lips so close, so enticing, her fangs ached to pierce them. Closer still and his broad chest brushed against her breasts. Erotic need surged through her and came to rest deep in her core.
His breath danced over her ear, and she fought back another shiver. Her hands trembled as she tried to think coherently, her brain telling her to push him away while her body longed to pull him to her.
Was that the fabric of his shirt bunched in her fists?
He nipped at her ear, and a flash of heat washed over her. She couldn’t restrain the whimper that escaped.
“We should go back to my place.” His words were laden with desire, his voice deeper than she’d ever heard it. His British accent had thickened, as well. “A woman like you does not belong out here.”
Had he not continued nipping at her flesh, from her earlobe to her neck and back again, she would have taken such a statement as a slight. But with the intimate display, the sensual slide of his fangs along her throat, she took his words as a compliment.
Her fists closed tighter on his shirt, and the tucked fabric pulled out slightly from his waistline. She tilted her head back and to the side to give him better access. His chest pressed tight against her, but his lower body remained a few inches too far away.
Another long, deep scrape of his fangs made her moan. Pain and pleasure combined, shooting to all the sensitive points in her body. He sucked at her throat until the wound healed under his demanding lips. His tongue darted out to lap up any remnants of her blood.
The slow glide of wet heat along her throat as he licked sent a chill down her spine. When his hand slid from the car to her side, she shuddered. His fingers tightened at her waist while he feathered kisses over her neck. The touch of his lips was so light another shiver raced through her.
She ached to pull him closer, to feel his body against hers, molded together. Her body betrayed her each time he’d come near her recently.
She had spent centuries perfecting the art of shutting men out. Especially vampires. Somehow, Alexander Mitchell had done what no one had been able to since Josef.
Alex had made her long to give herself over completely. To be dominated and ruled. To submit.
Worse yet, he made her feel safe. No matter how reckless he seemed, or how ruthless, he had a cool swagger that let everyone know he was in control.
She hadn’t changed her mind about his questionable decisions, but with his hands now skimming her sides, and his lips, tongue, and fangs working her as if he owned her, she did not doubt he was a force to be reckoned with.
“I would hold you down until you stopped fighting me, until you surrendered to me, and I would show you how a real man treats a woman. I’d kiss every inch of you.” He feathered a kiss over her lips. “I’d caress every sensitive spot on your body.” His hand glided down her side. “I would make love to you until you couldn’t think straight.”
“I will do my job, Olivia. I will save us all.” He kissed her again, forcefully. “But you’re the only fool here if you think this is over between us. I love you. Don’t ask me why or how? We both know you’re the most infuriatingly frustrating woman on the planet, but I love you anyway. Maybe even because of that attitude of yours. And it’s going to take a hell of a lot more to get rid of me than even you’re capable of.”
“You want me to fight. Well, I’m going to fight. For us. And the way I’m going to do it is to find a cure for you, and then I’ll kill all the bloody Hunters I come across. When this is over, I’m going to take you home with me and show you just how lethal I can be. Do you hear me? When you come out of this, I’m not going to be the nice guy anymore. I’m taking what’s mine, and that is you. Even if you’re kicking and screaming the whole way. Not even your superior strength will stop me.”
He grabbed her wrists and forced her arms down beside her head. “No, Olivia. You’re doing it again. You’re trying to avoid your feelings for me by distracting yourself sexually. This isn’t just sex, and you know it.” He shook his head, concern shadowing his features. “If you’re not ready to accept that, then we’re stopping. I want all of you, Olivia Fournier. I want your body, your mind, and your heart. I won’t accept anything less.”
"Olivia, that’s how it has to be. No reservations, no holding back. Complete surrender.” He caressed her cheek. “I want to make love to you, slowly, until there’s nothing else in this world but the two of us. Until we know each other so intimately we never want to stop. We’ll drink from each other, we’ll feel each other’s emotions and desires. Do you want to take that leap with me?”
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