I love vampire books. Must be why I wrote one. I started watching Buffy when I was in high school and stuck with it to the very end, watched every season of Angel, then became addicted to Supernatural….Team Dean foreva! I’ve read almost all the Anita Blake and Sookie Stackhouse novels….see where I’m going here? Oh, and I love Sam and Eric….*sigh*
So of course I write vampire books. I can’t help myself. Here’s a bit from Hunger Embraced, first book in the Hunger series. Hunger Unbound, book 2, will hopefully be brought into the light of day soon.
Miranda, the heroine, is about to meet her honey Daniel’s BFF for the first time.
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I rummaged through the duffel bag until it became frustrating to try and find the clothes I wanted and finally dumped them out on the bed. I found the cutoffs he’d loaned me last time and a T-shirt that said “Vampires Suck” on it. I’d gotten it on a clearance rack after last year’s Halloween. He must have thrown it into the bag without looking. It fit nice and tight across the chest. I didn’t bother with a bra. The other clothes were strewn across the bed. I almost put them away but decided not to. Seeing the disarray would drive Daniel nuts. Plus, I didn’t intend for this to be my bedroom for long.
The kitchen seemed like a good place to go in search of food before I performed the protection spell. My stomach growled, and a sandwich seemed like the right thing to recharge my batteries.
Once again the organization of the man’s kitchen left me dumbstruck. So clean that finding things was impossible. At least I remembered where the bread was. In a bread box.
T.T.B. was hot, strong, and damned irresistible, but diabolically clean. I took two slices out and turned the heel around backward. Just because I could. I did put it back in the box though.
He had some delicious cheeses in the fridge but no lunch meat. Didn’t he eat sandwiches?
“Whatcha doin’ there, miss? Trying to drop the temperature in this room or just spoil all the food?”
I jumped at the unfamiliar voice and let out a tiny scream. The vampire in the doorway stood as tall as Daniel, but his shoulders were wider. Completely enormous. Daniel’s build was more like a swimmer or basketball player. Sort of long limbed. This man embodied huge. Like a professional wrestler. He had short, dark hair, eyes that snapped with energy and were topped with lashes to kill for, and perfect, straight brows. Smile lines bracketed his eyes. I figured Daniel would be there in a moment, so I was safe enough. But fear couldn’t be discarded. He’d somehow walked in without my hearing the door or feeling his presence. Just his energy alone should have tipped me off. I let my eyesight go unfocused and looked at his aura. Bright, happy pink bubbled around his form. I grinned at the big humongous vampire with his bubblegum pink aura and purple eyes. Not being able to see it himself was probably a good thing. It might do something bad to his self-perception if he knew.
“Are you Gregory?”
“Yes. And you are?” He bowed with his hands behind his back, an inclination of his head. Please, like he didn’t know who I was already.
“Hungry. Do you have any idea how hard it is to find anything in this place? There’s not even any lunchmeat. Just fancy cheese and weird lettuce stuff.” I returned to rummaging through the freezer, pulling out packages wrapped in butcher paper and setting them on the counter. “There’s not even a frozen pizza.”
I knew when Daniel came into the room. No sneaking around for him. If my libido could have done its own little happy dance, it would have. Naked.
She’s fed up with being fed on.
All Miranda Thibodeaux really wants to do is survive corporate hell and be left alone. But as the daughter of the Incubi king, being left alone isn’t on her schedule. And as an avatar to a goddess with multiple personality issues, taking things in stride isn’t either.
Daniel looks like an ordinary surfer boy–T. T. B.–Tall, Tanned, and Blonde. Hot he may be, but ordinary he’s not. Beneath the pretty packaging lies a ruthless warrior, a servant to the Vampire Council. His mission is to find Miranda and present her to the council, then get the hell out of Dodge before he loses his focus. The last thing he needs is the distraction of the testy female.
When circumstances force Miranda to turn to T.T.B. for help, they both end up with more than they bargained for. And that normal human life she wanted? Not really doable when everyone wants a piece of her…
Jennifer James never thought she would be a multi-published author of erotica and erotic romance. What she likes best are happy endings – whatever that might mean for the characters. Wife, mother of two Tiny Divas, and college student, when not writing Jenn enjoys the outdoors, adventures of all sorts, horror movies, and the occasional comic book.
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