Celebrating!

It's been a great week!

I got a bonus from work which was much needed since hubby hasn't been working as many hours as before. Of course that will pick up when it's spring time.

I found out the other night that I have a new book contract for my new book called, Reborn at the Crossroads. It is a vampire tale with a few twists.

It will eventually come out in an Anthology later on this year.

I have also learned that the first in my new series will be out in Feb. from Forbidden Publications. The first in the new series is called Tarnished Choices. It is about Cassie who has an angel and a demon warring over her. The tell her she has one choice, but what choice will she make!

I have just finished edits for the third in my Tarnished series called Tarnished Souls. I'm currently working on a new book called Carrion Comfort which is in the same world as Midnight Mocha and A Taste of Darkness (which will be out later this month from Amira Press, Woohoo!) I started a new book. No title with four intriguing characters:

A ghost hunting vampire, who doesn't believe in God, a fallen angel who can only glimpse heaven when she is being whipped and tortured, an evangelistic biker werewolf who ate his last congregation, and a psychic who brings them all together. Yeah that's about as far as I've gotten.

So below is a small read from Reborn at the Crossroads:

“Is everything okay? Do you need me to—?”
He put his finger to her lips. It was cold and soft. A calm sensation moved over her. The phone dropped from her fingers. She continued to gaze into his eyes. Her whole body went limp.

“Everything is fine, Beth. I do not need the assistance of a doctor. All I need is you.” His fingers trailed lightly over her cheekbones. A shudder caught her body. Her eyelids drooped. Traces of warmth remained where his fingers touched. Beth was unsure of why she was letting his touch her, caress her, but she had no control over her body and she wasn’t afraid of him. Deep down the stranger was familiar to her even though she’d never seen him before.

“Why do you want me?” she whispered.

He moved the hair away from her throat. His soft touch ignited her buried desire. The last time her body felt this way was when Alex was still alive. She had been so lonely and wasn’t able find anyone. For some unknown reason, his touch completed something deep inside of her. His hot breath blasted on her flesh. She craned her neck to the side. His lips brushed over her jugular vein.

“I won’t take you by force. You might have tried to hurt me, but I understand you were protecting yourself. Come to me, my Beth.”

He brushed her lips with a kiss. She shivered. He picked up the phone and placed it back on the hook. He let her go and stepped back. Beth blinked. The haze she was in lifted. He stood before her waiting. She wasn’t exactly sure what had happened, but his words lingered in her mind. He was giving her some kind of choice. The impression of his lips burned themselves into her skin. She could still feel them. She studied him and saw the hole in his shirt. Underneath there should have been bleeding skin, but there wasn’t. It was smooth pale flesh. Her fingers touched the place where the gunshot should have been. It was cool. There were no bullet holes. There was no blood. She stared deeper into his eyes and saw they reflected the light when he turned his head. Something registered at that moment. He wasn’t right.

Something felt off about him. He was there and yet he wasn’t there. She hadn’t noticed before because she hadn’t taken a second to stop. He shared the same space with her, but yet he was out of place, out of time almost. Beth backed up into the living room. He followed her slowly still keeping his distance.

“Come to me, Beth,” he voice was low, but reverberated in her ears. There was an echo in his voice this time when she listened. The power of it tried to drag her under his spell once again. It almost captured her, but the sudden sharp pain of hitting the back of her knee on the piano bench roused her.

“What are you going to do to me?”

“Nothing you don’t want me to.” He closed his eyes and sniffed the air. A seductive grin appeared on his face. Her body was drawn to him. “I can smell your desire, Beth. Don’t deny my very presence doesn’t entice you.” He stepped closer. When he smiled, his teeth were growing longer into sharp fangs.

“Oh God!” Beth gripped her chest. “This isn’t real. You’re not real.”

“But I am.”