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.
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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.
2 comments:
Oh-ha. This is beyond me, dear Lisabet. You really seem to have a world of erotic tapestry woven with the skill that only you command. I'm sure fans of this genre will grab this and gobble it up.
Thank you, Akinyi! (I hope you are right...!)
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