The Ravenson Project: Chronicles of the Cursed (Book 2)

Malek DeWinter, learnt the hard way that the Raven Lord he’d thought had aved him from death so many years ago, wasn’t what he appeared to be. After a night of passionate lovemaking with his new found mate, he wakes from his cursed sleep to find himself chained to the dungeon walls. With his mate at the mercy of his Lord, the house he'd thought had abandoned him comes to his rescue. Can he make things right before it’s too late? Or will he lose his true love to the hands of a traitor?

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Malek growled, his senses coming alert all at once as the curse let him free from its grasp.

Her scent infused him; she smelled of desire and need. Her lips tasted of eagerness and something he hadn’t tasted in decades…
Innocence.

Could it really be? His eyes snapped open. Could Sharra still be an innocent? The thought excited his senses and deepened his desire.

He rolled over pinning her to the mattress. She’d been warned to stay away until he rose for the evening, yet the stubborn woman refused to obey the simplest of commands. If his Sire hadn’t given him leave to take a keeper of his very own, Sharra would be in serious danger for the stunt she’d just pulled. Raven House law stated that a woman had no rights of her own. Any woman found in the house after the sun set was fair game for any vampire male who found her. Obliged by rules older than time to obey their every wish and whim. An unbound female found in a male’s room was fair game for all.

He’d decided within moments of being granted permission to choose a keeper that Sharra would that person, in effect keeping her safe under his protection from the other men in the house. As his keeper she would finally belong to him but until then she was at risk if found in his bed.

A slow throaty chuckle escaped his throat he’d always wanted a human lover he could bite into orgasmic bliss and she had just granted his wish with one bold move. Seeing her surprised expression, he grinned evilly. “Good evening Sharra.”

“Malek, you’re awake!”

“You sound surprised pet! I must say this is definitely the nicest way I’ve been woken in ages. But you know this isn’t where you were told to meet me.”

A frown caressed her lips at his grin. He knew she hated being ordered about.
“I’m no one’s slave Malek and I missed you.”

“No you certainly aren’t that Sharranna. But you could be mine! I wouldn’t object in the least.”

“Why you vile, disgusting, despicable excuse for a man.”

“You have no idea my pet, none whatsoever, how vile I can be.” He released his hold on the desire he felt for her and kissed her again. He expected no resistance since she’d entered his chambers and his bed freely, and he didn’t receive any.

Five years of waiting and wanting were set free in her one act of defiance. His hands roamed eagerly down her side to her thigh, slipping under the dress she wore and climbing back up to rest on her hip. Her dress bunched above his left hand, his right holding her chin steady while he plundered her mouth kissing the breath out of her.

The Perfect Hero By Aline de Chevigny
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Blurb

Experiencing the worst case of writer’s block she’d ever faced, Cassandra Daniels feared she’d never finish her novel by deadline. In walked Nicolas Henry making her hopes rise. Will he be the answer to her Hero problems?

Or the end of her career and hope that true love actually exists.


Excerpts # 1
“So how shall we start this? Seeing how prepared you’ve been in the past, I’ll bet you have a list of questions ready for me.”
A list, damn, why hadn’t she thought of that? Looking up into Nicolas’s sea green eyes she knew the answer. He’d distracted her into forgetting and the only way that could happen would be if she were attracted to this man. With him in her life and preferably her bed, she could write the most amazing and highly erotic stories. Seeing the grin spreading across his face, Cassandra settled herself comfortably onto the nearest seat to gather her thoughts. “Let’s start with a series of questions.”
Nicolas sat across from her and leaned back in the chair. “What’s your first question? For you, I hold nothing back.”
Taking a deep breath, she opened her notebook and pulled out her pen. She hoped he didn’t notice she was winging it,. “Question one, if you saw a woman and were instantly attracted to her, what would you do to meet her? How far would you go?”
Nicolas grinned wolfishly, making her heart race in suspicion and desire. “I’d start by seeing if I knew anyone who knew her. If I did then I’d ask them to help me meet her. If they refused, I’d blackmail them into helping me.”
“If you didn’t know anyone?” She chose to ignore everything but his answers, it was safer while they were alone together. She couldn’t do anything she might regret later this way. Cassie knew she could process the information she gathered later tonight when she was safely at home.
“If I didn’t know anyone, then I’d create a situation to bring us together. No woman can resist me for long, my beautiful Cassandra.”
“Create how?” Cassie leaned forward so she wouldn’t miss a single word.
“For example, I could offer to help her with her research.”
Her pen slipped out of nerveless fingers at the direct hint. It stunned her that anyone could be so arrogant. She watched as Nicolas leaned forward to pick up the pen and hand it back to her. His lips close enough to kiss. With a quick shake of her head she leaned back to continue her questioning. “Question two, once you had said woman’s attention what would you do next?”
Nicolas eyed her thoughtfully for a few minutes before answering. “I’d get her alone and slowly charm my way into her every thought.”
Oh my! Fanning herself with her notebook Cassandra reminder herself to breathe. The man’s voice may be as soft as silk and caressed her every time he spoke, but he was research, nothing more. “Let’s say for… research purposes, that you’ve succeeded. How do you know you’ve reached your goal and what would you do next?”
Nicolas got up in one fluid movement and crossed to sit on the arm of her love seat, narrowing the distance between them until she was ready to either bolt or jump him. He ran his fingers seductively down the side of her face and leaned in close. “I’d tell her how beautiful she is and how much I’d like to get to know her better.”
Cassie started frantically writing, nervously in her notebook to distract herself from his nearness. “You never said how you’d know she was ready to hear that information?”
Nicolas chuckled and moved to sit beside her on the love seat. Cassandra couldn’t quite catch her breath with him sitting so close. She couldn’t decide if he was too close or not quite close enough.

Ok I haven't posted in forever but in my defence I had a ten year old ball of energy staying with me for a week and he sapped all my free time LOL
He refused to let me turn on the computer never mind actually do any work.
LOL his Matante Aline had to spend all her time with him, so I barely wrote or slept during that time either.

Then when he went home the four year old wanted me to play, then there's the mother, the cousins, the 13 and 15 year olds with brthdays .. groan I get tired just thinking about it. And this was supposed to be my down time LOL

So I promise to post more often, and I'll even entice you with snippets of my new story.

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