Monique Marie Author of adult Vampire, Paranormal: EXCERPT from: Prince Eternal: Sacred Archives of the Soul
My two newly published novels, 'Prince Eternal: Sacred Soul' -- 'Prince Eternal: Sacred Blood' can only be ordered either on-line or at your local bookstore. They are too new to be stocked.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
EXCERPT from: Prince Eternal: Sacred Archives of the Soul
He splayed his hands on either side of her head. The vein at his temple ticked though his breath never came. It would have been better had he drawn air like a mortal. But Vlad was no man, he was a godly Prince cast among men. He was her mate, for good or no, she was bound to him. Her mind screamed for her to kick out at him, to gain her release, but she knew he would punish her worse than if she remained.
"You are without ground, Princess. You cast your words without thought. You take chances when the risk outweighs the benefit. Do you know what they would have done to you should you have been found out?"
Vashti stared at her enraged lover, as his growled dictate left her depleted of energy.
"Princess?" He moved his one hand to cover her breast. Slowly he lowered his head, his long raven mane fell around his shoulders and the silver slits in his black eyes narrowed further. "I would have you swear to stay away from the mortals who would see you dead."
Vashti couldn't breath let alone speak. Vlad ground his hips into hers, sparking an explosion deep in her core. She moaned in response to his physical request for her to acquiesce. Innately, Vashti reached down and anchored herself to Vlad by grabbing his muscular backside. Vlad slid his hand from her breast to her hair and he pulled her head towards his. He claimed her mouth with an urgency that stunned her.
His hardened length met with her moist, pouting lips. She was ready for him . . . EXCERPT from: Prince Eternal: Sacred Archives of the Soul (Book Three)
Monday, May 3, 2010
EXCERPT from: 'Prince Eternal: Sacred Soul' (Book One)
EXCERPT:
Vlad felt the woman's breasts against his chest as she leaned into his unclad and bandaged body that reeked from the pungent healing herbs. He strained against the shackles, wanting to be in control, yet kept prisoner by the gripping hunger deep in his belly. He tasted the greed on her lips before sampling the salt layering her flesh, which beckoned him to drink of her lifeblood. Once she positioned herself against his aching body, Vlad bore his weight on shackled wrists so he could wrap his long muscular legs around her hips.
With erotic strokes, he caressed her neck with his tongue until she moaned with anticipation. As her body slackened into his, he was lost to the crippling need. His canines swiftly broke the skin protecting her pulsing vein and struck the salty stream. Vlad savored every precious swallow until his starved belly bloated with nourishment. He let his legs drop to the floor, taking the pressure off his numb wrists. He withdrew his ivory daggers from her swollen, saliva-dampened neck. The lifeblood sharpened Vlad's senses instantly while his muscles tingled with extraordinary strength. . . .
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