The ultimate erotic surrender -- #bdsm #99cents #Halloween #bloodsports

Today is release day for my new dark paranormal tale Underground. This vivid, disturbing and arousing story is perfect for Halloween—not the kiddies’ trick or treat celebration, but the ancient festival of the uncanny and unhallowed on which our modern traditions are loosely based.

You’ll find the blurb and an exclusive excerpt below. Like all my paranormal titles, Underground is only 99 cents throughout October, as part of my Month of Magic. I hope you’ll take a chance and get yourself a copy.

Blurb

The long years before I found Underground and Z seem like some bad dream—an endless series of fetish groups and kink clubs, personal ads and bar hook-ups, as I searched everywhere for someone who could understand and satisfy my particular needs. S&M folk like to believe they're tolerant and accepting. They weren't ready to tolerate me, though.

Z doesn’t need blades or blood to take me where I want to go. His unnatural power alone would be enough. He understands how the ritual excites me, though—the slow glide of metal across my breast or along my thigh, the rush of bright pain, the flare of desire as ruby droplets gather in the knife’s wake.

I never told him about the blades and the blood. He just knew, as he seems to know so much else about me.

Buy Links

Amazon US – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07HYDVL65/

Amazon UK – https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07HYDVL65/

Smashwords – https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/898486

Barnes and Noble – https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/underground-lisabet-sarai/1129661349?ean=29401558288

Kobo – https://www.kobo.com/th/en/ebook/underground-95

Goodreads – https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/42122221-underground

Exclusive Excerpt

I know how it started, this awful, insane need. I can trace it back to my initiation into kink, to my very first Master.

I was twenty-four, impressionable and innocent, at least of anything involving BDSM. Flooded with hormones and full of sexual energy, I was ripe to be plucked.

He told me over dinner, his face grave, that he had powers beyond those of normal mortals. He was descended from an ancient family who had practiced magic since the Middle Ages, in the deep-shadowed forests of Germany. That story sounds ludicrous now—or perhaps not, given my relationship with Z. At the time, I was ready to believe. His charisma, his intuition, his knowledge of my secrets, all supported his claims. Certainly, none of my previous lovers had seen how I needed surrender.

That first night, he did not even bind me. Instead he willed me into immobility so thorough I might as well have been strapped to his bed. He didn’t beat me or draw blood. He simply fucked me, using his cock to take me over. I lay limp and receptive beneath his massive body, watching the emotions flit across his boyish face, feeling the pleasure build without the slightest effort on my part.

It happened quite suddenly. I sensed a shift, like the sudden yielding when a difficult key finally enters a lock. Our minds connected. His fantasies lay bare for me to see.

He was a pirate, bloodthirsty and crude, raping a maid snatched from her village. He’d make her beg for more before he was done.

He was an evil wizard, entangling an unsullied virgin in the sticky threads of his magic. She’d never escape.

He was a demon, fucking his victim to death and beyond. He grinned, displaying pointed teeth that I knew would rip me apart after he’d filled me with his spunk. His cock swelled in my depths, larger and larger, stretching me to the point of tearing. Mad triumph lit his face as he slammed into me, his very own precious corpse.

I came then, seared by his obscene imaginings as well as the scalding fountain of his cum. Waves of ecstasy poured through me. Yet I didn’t move, did not writhe beneath him or clench around his shuddering cock. Somehow his mind had drained all vitality from my body. I lay helpless and still as unutterable bliss swept me away.

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Snag a copy of Underground today, for a thrilling, chilling All Hallow’s Eve. And while you’re over at the bookstore, why not buy one or two of my other paranormals? They’re all less than a buck! For blurbs, covers and direct buy links, go here.