Inspired By A Character. #Sketch by @KiaPeya #DragonQueen Series #ian1 #asmsg #art

Happy Hump Day, people!

I have a stellar sketch to share with you today! This wonderful piece was created by the very talented artist, Takeia Marie.


For those of you who have read The Dragon Queen Series, you know this sassy chick is Sharayna “Rayne” Piers, the all-powerful Dragon Queen. Takeia managed to expose Rayne’s saucy demeanor and hidden strength in this sketch.

Isn’t this beautiful?

This feeds my desire to see the Dragon Queen series as a graphic novel, or manga. 😉

Stay tuned! I have an absolutely wicked drawing of Maurisio Bithanos, also created by Takeia Marie, to share with you later. 😉

Bare your throat, my lovelies.

This dark fantasy series will suck your passions and leave you anxious for more.

(Click on the image to score your kindle copy)


“Evil has the habit of nesting in the most unlikely places.” ~ Demetri Bithanos


Silent Screams Is Now Available For Your Nook #ASMSG #DEC #Paranormal #InterracialRomance #Vampires

“The mysteries of the world have been hidden from you all your life. I beseech you to stay, so that I may give you but a taste of the truth you seek.” ~ Demetri Bithanos

SilentScreams_ebook_finalR&B sensation, Sharayna “Rayne” Piers, lives her life dedicated to her music. On stage and in the studio, she pours her heart and soul into the lyrics of her songs, hoping to deliver a piece of herself to the listeners. But ever since her twentieth birthday, her seemingly normal life has taken a turn to the dark side.

Piercing screams and horrendous acts of murder seizes her mind, haunting her night and day. Women similar to her in age are vanishing all over the world without a trace. It leaves Rayne wondering if the rash of disappearances is connected to her visions.

Soon, she will discover the world she was raised in is just a cover for what really hides in the shadows, and that her life as a human is a deception to mankind, a guise to conceal her true nature. Will she shun the darkness that has befallen her or step up to the throne and become what she was created to be?


Sink your fangs into this edgy tale, consumed with dark romance, blood lust and creatures that lurk in the night.

“Yvonne Nicolas overlays a fabulous paranormal world over our own; one filled with demons and dragons, vampires and werewolves.” Reviewed by Happily Ever After Reviews

Bitten by #ParanormalRomance Book Review on Silent Screams #InterracialRomance

SilentScreams2This month is full of awesomeness because I have yet another great review to share with you guys. This one was written by Emi Lia at Bitten by Paranormal Romance Book Reviews for the first book in The Dragon Queen Series, SILENT SCREAMS.

This review brought smile to my face that cannot be wiped away. My favorite line is this:

“I’m a little torn on which one I like best between Demetri and his brother Maurisio, but almost every single male character is sexy as hell and absolutely delicious.”

*giggle* You’re not alone, Emi. I find myself torn as well.

Thank you so much for such a fantastic review! 😀 I hope you love the next installment just as much, if not more. 😉

CLICK HERE to read the full review for SILENT SCREAMS (Bitten by Paranormal Romance)

Black Rayne Scarlet Moon (Excerpt ~ 69 reasons to lose yourself)

I’m super excited today! Not because it’s Hump Day and not because it’s closer to Friday. Although that does fill me with excitement in itself. 😀 But those are not the reasons.

Tomorrow Black Rayne Scarlet Moon releases!! The third book in the Dragon Queen series!! And to all the fans of the series, I promise it won’t disappoint.

Since it’s Hump Day, I’m dropping a sexy excerpt, featuring the wild alpha wolf, Maurisio Bithanos. Enjoy!

Black Rayne Scarlet Moon (Excerpt ~ 69 reasons to lose yourself)

Watching him with fiery desire dancing her eyes, Eva shifted aside to allow Celia to climb onto the desk. Celia arched her back and wiggled her perky ass before she rolled onto her back and beckoned Eva with the crook of her finger. Eva straddled her hips and shimmed back along Celia’s torso until her wet snatch hovered directly over her face.

Maurisio’s mouth watered as Celia wrapped arms around Eva’s thighs and pulled her hips down, forcing her knees to slide further apart. Celia’s mouth made contact with Eva’s slit and the feasting began.

Bowing her back, Eva inhaled sharply and pushed out a husky moan as she ground her crotch on her maker’s face. Meanwhile on the other end, Eva pulled Celia’s leg back to give Maurisio an unobstructed view of her crotch.

He slid his chair closer. “Go ‘head, dig in newcomer. I wanna see what you can do with that sexy mouth of yours.”

Eva flipped her hair to one side and dipped her face in Celia’s hot dripping snatch. She sucked ravenously and lapped at her pink bud.

“Slow it down, baby.” Clutching at his stiff cock, Maurisio caressed the back of Celia’s thigh. “Take ya time and eat that pussy with a little finesse.”

Head tilted to the side, Eva’s narrow tongue slid out and flicked at Celia’s peak. Anxious to taste her, Maurisio leaned in, slid two fingers in Celia’s damp hole and ran his tongue up her crease, his cheek pressed against Eva’s. Celia’s hips rose and shuddered. Eva’s tongue clashed with his.

Growling, he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. Eva yelped. Overcome by hunger, he attacked her mouth and kissed her hard, nipping and sucking on her tongue, relishing the taste of Celia’s tangy juices on her mouth.

All the while, he continued to finger fuck Celia’s tight well, probing and caressing her quivering walls. Celia’s moans rose into husky muffled wails. Her flavorful wine flowed all over his desk.

His flesh burned from the inside out. Damn, if he didn’t bust a nut soon, he was liable to hurt somebody.

Olivia would make him pay for this later, but shit, he couldn’t help himself. There was only so much titillation a man could take.

Maurisio shot out of the chair and stood at the end of the desk. Licking the fluids from his lips, he gazed down at Eva. Slanted and bright gold, her lupine eyes met his. He didn’t have to utter a word. Eva knew exactly what he needed. She quickly unbuckled his belt and undid his pants. His slacks and boxers dropped to his feet and his shaft sprang free.

Eva gasped and shrunk back.

He snickered. The eleven inches of thick pulsating meat connected to his groin pulled this reaction from many women. “Don’t be scared, girl. You better get it, before it gets you,” he jested, amused by the terrified look on her face.

Her small hand curled around the base of him. She gave him a coy glance then took the head into her mouth. Her heated lips slid over the glands along the mushroom dome pulling a grunt out of him.

Right away, it was evident she wasn’t used to dealing with sizable cocks. She was intimidated. Instead of just working his head, which was where he was most sensitive, she tried to take in more dick than her mouth could handle, and gagged as a result.

Shaking his head and chuckling, he slipped his hand beneath her chin and pulled out of her mouth. “Come behind me and take off my shirt. Press those pretty breasts against my back.”

She dismounted her maker’s face, slipped off the desk and eased behind him. After she’d unbuttoned and removed his shirt, he stepped out of his pants and looped his arms around Celia’s long legs. He jerked her forward, sliding her ass to the edge of the desk.

Her lips soiled in Eva’s cum and lids at half-mast, Celia reached down and took hold of his erection while Eva embraced him from behind, her hands stroking and fondling the tense muscles along his torso.

Celia worked the crown of his penis up and down the valley of her sex, in a seesaw motion, until his dome was glistening in her secretions.

He repressed growls. She manipulated him for a few seconds longer than he could handle. She did it to make the entry tolerable for her body. Ha, if she thought this was going to be a painless experience, she was dead wrong. He was about to beat this pussy up.

When she slid his shaft downward again, he slapped her hand away and jutted his hips forward, hard and fast, forcing her recess to expand abruptly around him. Her throaty scream echoed through the office. He was about to move into a bout of merciless thrusts when his senses spiked and the presence of an intruder shattered the erotic moment.

“The fuck?” Clutching onto Celia’s thighs, Maurisio snapped his head up.

Through the other aromas floating around him, he pinpointed the location of the badged asshole heading toward his establishment. Detective Vincent Kayman.

“I knew it, I just knew this mothafucka was going to do this,” he growled. His nerves clenched and his fingers bit into Celia’s flesh. A shadow moved into the room, cast from the dark clouds engulfing the sun.

Don’t shift. Don’t shift! Don’t! Shift!!

“What’s wrong?” Celia sat up with a start and grabbed at his wrists.

He lifted Celia from the desk, smashed her back into the nearby wall and commenced to pounding her sweet little pussy. He muffled her cries with his hand over her mouth, needing to release the animalistic passion currently digging at his gut, and at the same time, keep track of the detective’s approach. He was getting close.

If he didn’t get this nut off soon, he was bound to kill that man.

Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2012

Oh yes, that Maurisio is a real wild one. 😉

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New Beginning

It’s the first Hump Day of the year. Yey!

I hope everyone brought in the New Year doing what they love and are looking forward to great year. I’m not only looking forward to it, I’m barreling head first into it. 🙂

Honestly, I didn’t think I would be able to put a post together for today. I have a lot going on and very little time to do it, but if I didn’t write a little something sexy every now and then, my week would suck. *snicker*

I hope you enjoy the read. Comments are welcomed.

 New Beginning

Feathery touches gliding up and down the bottom of my foot tugged me from a foggy sleep.  

Clutching the sheet over my breasts, I sat up. Haziness flooded my mind, making my vision cloudy, but I instinctively knew I wasn’t in my bed.

Nor was I alone.

I rubbed at my eyes and blinked a few times until I could see clearly.

Across the room a devilishly sexy man sat backwards in a chair watching me with lusty interest. Clad in leather pants, he looked as yummy as he did last night.

He ran a hand over his jet black hair and offered me a seductive smirk. “Hey Tonya. Sleep well?”

“I think so,” I croaked out.

The recent events were fuzzy, but the sweet achiness dancing between my legs brought it all back to me.

Time Square was crazy. We watched the ball drop. I kissed this gorgeous stranger. Met Lady Gaga and was separated from my friends. Later that night I ran into the stranger again. Sexy Kevin. He took me to his place and cooked for me.

After that…sex. Outstanding sex. And a lot of it.

I remembered it all; the feel of his thick cock sliding over my tongue, the sweetness of his cum spurting down my throat, his hips wedged between my thighs, his lips closed around my nipples, sucking vigorously. I trembled with the memory. The night was filled with orgasms.

Blushing, I chuckled. “Last night was wild, wasn’t it?”

He grinned. “It was perfect.”

2011 was not kind to me. It left me broken hearted and jobless, but I have a feeling 2012 will seal my bleeding wound and kiss it all better. It would be a good year.

Next to me, a body shifted and stirred beneath the sheets. Yawning, a woman rose from the bed and stretched her arms out. A colorful tattoo adorned her body and added to the stunning curves of her frame.

Ah yes, Lisa, the beautiful bartender with the wicked tongue.

She twisted around and smiled at me. “Happy New Year.”

I traced the art designing her back with my fingers. “Yes, I believe it is a happy New Year.”

Kevin stood and unbuttoned his pants. “Now that we’re all awake…”

Lisa pulled the sheet from my lady parts, rolled on top of me and slid down my body. Like I did many times last night, I opened my thighs and invited her in. Her tongue plunged between my labia, and his shaft filled my mouth.

Oh yeah, 2012 would definitely be a good year.

Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2012

Some people just have all the fun. *grin* Happy New Year everyone!

Blinded Pleasure

Happy Hump Day friends! 🙂

I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas. I know I did! And my birthday…wowsers! I had so much love passed my way, it brought tears to my eyes. Man, I have the greatest set of friends on the planet.

Though we’re in the midst of the holidays, I’m still hard at work and writing up a storm. In between my projects, you know I like to write a little something each week to get the juices flowing. *grin* 😉

Every now and then, I come across a photo that inspires a story. I wrote this scene from an image I got from my amazing supportive friend, Benjamin Russell. Thanks for finding this pic Benji!

One of my favorite characters from The Dragon Queen Series is the sexy Priestess Indigo. Because she’s a wicked little thing who loves to torment her sex slaves, I enjoy writing about her.

Enjoy the read folks, and be sure to leave a comment at the end of the story.


Blinded Pleasure

“Mistress, are you there? I need to feel you. Please…” I whined.


Darkness covered my eyes and unseen hands tightened the restraints on my wrists, drawing them to the base of my back.

Yearning for Mistress Indigo’s touch, I trembled and whimpered.

How long had I been bound? It seemed like hours had passed. Hours I had been tied here, without and physical contact, forced to listen to the sexual symphony surrounding me.

Moans and cries mingled with the raw scent of sex. Flesh smacked flesh. Mouths slurped on body parts. The juicy sound of wet pussies consuming thick shafts reverberated off the concrete walls.

I tried to block it out, but couldn’t.

I rolled onto my back. My weight pressed onto my bound hands. I splayed my legs and jutted my hips in the air, hoping she would climb between my thighs and suck on my aching clit. But no. Nothing but hot, sex laced air filled my void.

I wanted to fucking scream. If I did, she would only extend my punishment. I could hear her wickedly sexy chortle and feel her enjoyment in my suffering.

Wanna fuck, Jezebel?” Her soft voice sailed across my mind, awakening the image of her wet pussy hovering over my face. 

“Yes, please, Mistress…” I extended my tongue, desperately needing to taste her, seeking the slightest physical contact, but was once again tortured by emptiness. “I won’t do it anymore. I promise. I beg your forgiveness, please!”

She pushed out a heavy sigh. “I suppose I could grant you a little reprieve. Tariq, calm her suffering,” Mistress Indigo ordered someone in the room. “But do not release her just yet.”

“As you wish,” a deep, baritone voice answered.

The bed depressed as a hard, cool body eased up behind me.

I smelled her on him. Her scent layered him like a second skin. He’d fucked her, my mistress.

This fact only made me hornier.

“Jezebel, oh Jezebel,” he crooned, melding his body to mine. Teasing fingers grazed across my belly. “Your blood smells so sweet when you need release.”

Engulfed by need, I undulated and writhed, grounding my ass against his super-sized cock. “Fuck me, please.”

“In due time, my dear.”

Inches shy of my slit, he played along my abdomen with soft, tantalizing caresses. Tremors rushed through me. At a leisure pace, his hand journeyed lower… and lower.

My thighs shook and my breath came out in shaky pants.

I felt her eyes on me, watching in anticipation.

“Tell me what she’s doing,” I whispered to the vampire, who continued to skillfully heighten my arousal. “It’s killing me not to see her.”

His hand dove beneath my panties and his fingers slid between my folds to glide over my peak. My bra was pulled down to expose a breast.

“She’s right next to the bed. Her eyes are fixed on you.”

His breath fluttered over my hardened nipple before his tongue took a swipe at it. I gasped and my back arched.

“She’s sitting in a red velvet chair, with a leg looped over the arm rest and her fingers buried deep within her slick sheath, like this…”

The bonds around my neck and wrists were yanked back as three long fingers plunged into me. I let out a strangled howl. He drove into me over and over again, quickening his pace with each thrust. My body shook and my hips rolled.

I could hear her moaning with me, urging him to go faster.

For a second my mind went blank and my body went still. A flood of pleasure washed through my straining frame. I cried out and so did she.

He extracted his fingers and nuzzled my neck. His middle finger circled my clit, prolonging the aftermath spiraling through me. It was a sweet release, but hardly enough to satisfy me.

A hand fisted my hair and a pair of familiar lips pressed into mine. “Have we learned our lesson, Jezebel?”

“Yes Mistress,” I breathed out in a rush.

“Good. But be warned, the next time I send you to the store and you return with regular vanilla ice cream when I specifically asked for Chunky Monkey, your punishment will be much worse than this.”

Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2011

Thanks for reading! 😀