Rock Star Lover
Love is in the air ~ Rock Star Lover
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After attaching my bipod, I slipped on my black leather gloves then took my post.
One-thirty p.m. Like clockwork, Deverati’s snowy Bugatti whipped around the corner and parallel parked across the street from Café Josephine.
“Alright Half-a-mil, let’s do this.” I watched the car through my scope, anxious for the moment my mark revealed himself.
The butterfly door on the driver side swung open, he stepped out and the world shifted into slow motion.
“Daaayum,” I breathed out.
The Italian leather shoes, tailored black slacks and tan trench coat fit him to perfection. A gust of wind breezed by and flared his coat’s tail, adding to the magnificence of his striking presence. A pair of dark Aviators hid his eyes. Sheer arrogance poured off of him in waves as he strutted across the street.
When he disappeared into Josephine’s Cafe, the world returned to its normal pace and I caught my breath.
Fuck the pictures! This man was gorgeous. Even his swagger was a thing of beauty.
Before returning to my sniper scope, I blinked twice. “Focus, Monroe,” I whispered as I mentally reminded myself of the mission.
Eliminate the target.
His superciliousness alone justified him as being more than worthy of a visit from my bullet. But, as I watched him walk across the street with his standard large latte in hand, something about him intrigued me, and it wasn’t just his looks.
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Three men were huddled over a table in the far corner of the bar area, where they conversed, laughed and enjoyed their drinks. Like they’d just stepped off the stage of a Shakespearian play, they sported costumes that were stylishly dated for a Masquerade ball, capes and all. Neither one of them appeared to be in our age bracket. In fact, they looked like cougar bait. That made me feel old.
The one Allison had her eyes on, a smooth cocoa brother with a wavy fade, snapped his attention our way. The two men at his sides―one looked Latin and the other white―followed suit.
Uh-oh. I fidgeted uncomfortably under their steady gazes. Allison, on the other hand, flashed a megawatt smile, assumed a provocative stance and stuck her voluptuous chest out for their scrutiny.
“Looks like they’re going to a Masquerade too.” The words slid off Allison’s tongue like she’d just tasted something scrumptious. “One of every flavor. A yummy man swirl.”
Oh goodness, trouble!
Mischief played in Allison’s steely blue eyes. No doubt about it, I was about to be yanked into an awkward, uncomfortable situation. I started getting the jitters. The pounding beneath my chest grew faster at the sparkle in Allison’s leer and the developing interest from the beautiful young men across the way.
Desperate to get out of the building before Allison made her move, I inched closer to the exit. “Let’s go ahead and get our cab, Ally. Running late, remember?”
Her white gloved hand caught me by the wrist. “Trying to run off on me, honey.”
“I’m trying to go hail a cab. You cussed me out for making us late and now you wanna set us back further?”
“They are worth the set back.” Her eyes glued on the handsome gents, she murmured, “Besides, the party doesn’t jump off until we arrive anyway.”
“No girl, I see what you’re ‘bout to do, and I’m not comfortable with it.” I tried to sound stern and serious, but the alcohol sailing through my system made my voice waver and slur. Dang, I’m a lightweight.
“Uh-huh, right, let’s go see if they’re going to the same ball.”
“Please don’t do this,” I begged as I was pulled across the cream tiles to the bar area. “Allison, don’t…”
The closer we got to the threesome, the hotter they became. By the time we stepped onto the carpeted area, I wasn’t resisting anymore. What’s the use anyway? Allison was going to drag me into the mix one way or another.
Author Yvonne Nicolas © 2018
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Superstar, Ripp Collins had the crowd spellbound, enthralled by his beauty and raspy, haunting voice as he belted out a verse. “When you look at me, tease my desire with a mere gaze, it shreds the edges of my soul…”
The indie rock band Devil’s Avenue was under the spotlight tonight, and they had the club packed to capacity.
The pulse of the bass drum and the cry of the electric guitar whipped through the building like a harsh, metallic rock n’ roll storm. The music’s roar mingled with the fans’ zealous screams. Multicolored lights flashed over the performers, adding to the dark and mysterious ambiance they created.
But Ripp… He glistened under the fluorescent beams, like a divine being. Flicking his fingers across the guitar strings, he rocked his hips to the beat, threw his head back, and let out one of his gritty primal cries.
The crowd went wild.
An unwanted smile dared to cross my face. I sat rooted to the barstool at the back of the club, refusing to let his bad boy allure draw me under his spell, like everyone else. But damn, I couldn’t take my eyes off of him, which meant, I was already enchanted. Now that I think about it, I’ve been spellbound for quite some time now.
Author Yvonne Nicolas © 2018
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“Life is not worth living unless I’m living it on the edge.” ~ Roscoe Deverati
Billionaire playboy, Roscoe Deverati lives his life in the fast lane, breaking hearts along the way. As a result, he has gained more enemies than friends. Of course, with the enemies come retaliation, which explains how his name took the top spot on an assassin’s hit list.
Zoe Monroe, a master assassin, accepts the contract to cancel out some rich hotshot with a huge ego. She immediately gets to work on setting him up for the kill. The moment she sets her riflescope’s crosshairs on him, a strong desire for him rises within her. Ultimately, her attraction to him compromises her mission when he lures her into a sultry cat and mouse chase.
Will Zoe carry out her mission and eliminate him, or will she give into his seduction to find out just how big his ego is?
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I confess, I stumbled off the beaten path, and my characters punished me for it.
When I first started writing, there were 2 characters who were my driving force. Rayne and Demetri—my dark angels, my beautiful muses.
Sure, I created other stories. One novel was even published before the Dragon Queen Series was brought to the public, but Rayne and Demetri were the beginning of it all. They sparked my gift of writing and compelled me to reach for my pen and connect it to paper, and later they were the reason my fingers stroked the keys.
Before I continue, I have to say I have the greatest readers in the world. I may not get a chance to always reply back to the messages sent due to my tight writing schedule, but I read them and I appreciate them. You guys will not hesitate to give me feedback and let me know how much you love my writing and my characters. That means a lot to me.
When the Carnal Diaries series came about, the readers loved it and they begged for more. You know me, I aim to please. I received more feedback from that series than the Dragon Queen series. As a result, Carnal Diaries gained all of my attention.
Now the feedback wasn’t the only reason I committed to the series. As most of you know, the Carnal Diaries series are short stories. Therefore, it takes me less time to write them. In addition to that, they generate more sales.
Those facts alone hindered my focus. I became wrapped up in making more money than satisfying the nagging within. And there was definitely a nagging.
In short, The Dragon Queen Series fell by my waist side. It wasn’t pulling in bigger bank and I wasn’t getting a lot of reviews on it, so I figured it wouldn’t be missed if I set it aside for a while and concentrated on what the readers desired.
Well, I was sorely mistaken.
It’s been a looong time since I’ve had a character visit me in my dreams. Sometimes I remember them coming to me, sometimes I don’t. However, when it started to happen again, I was forced to pay attention.
Let me tell you why.
At first, it was random sightings.
I was on this terrifying roller-coaster ride with Chris Pratt. I couldn’t get off of it and the ride wouldn’t stop. It had these crazy, steep drops and insane loop de-loops that scared the crap out of me. While Chris was having a great time, laughing and shouting, I was screaming for my life and holding my pee. Every time the roller-coaster car approached the platform where we were supposed to get off and let others on, it would slow down, but not stop.
Demetri would appear, looking overwhelmingly beautiful as he is. He wouldn’t say anything, or give me an expression of anger or contempt. No, he would just stand there, staring at me. It gave me such an eerie feeling. Although, he wasn’t near the controls, I knew he was the reason the car wouldn’t stop. He was the reason I couldn’t get off.
That was night #1 I woke up in a cold sweat. But I didn’t think nothing of it. I just looked at it as a bad dream…
Until it happened again.
About a week later, I was at a party with Jason Statham. (Yes, celebrities often visit me in my dreams. Don’t judge.) He introduced me to different people, but none of them had faces. What was weird is, seeing the people without faces didn’t seem like anything out of the norm, which was strange in itself. Jason stepped away to get drinks. I started dancing, even though there wasn’t any music playing. The scene changed and lights dimmed. I was still surrounded by people, but they were just shadows now. Demetri appeared out of thin air, like he always does.
I asked him, “What are you doing here?” I’m not sure if it’s something I self-consciously wanted to ask him, but that’s what came out of my mouth.
Without saying a word, he took my hand and pulled me close. He played in my hair, just ran his fingers from the root to the tips in a seductive manner. I’m thinking, damn, D is about to get sexy with me. Truth is, I have absolutely no problem with that. It’s not like he hasn’t gotten sexy with me before. In the heat of the moment, he suddenly gripped my hair and yanked my head back, HARD. And then, HE BIT ME! And it hurt, like really hurt.
Muthafucka got me bleeding…! He knows I’m anemic. Why would he do that? Was he trying to kill me?
I woke up, holding my neck, sweating like crazy. Like, what the eff? The thing about Demetri is, his bite is not painful, unless, he wants it to be painful. That’s when I knew he was super pissed at me. Uh-ohh…
It was almost 4 o’clock in the morning. I ran downstairs to my office and flipped open my laptop. I wrote a chapter in the current WIP for the Dragon Queen Series. Then I hopped over to my WIP in the Carnal Diaries Series since it was almost done. Might as well finish it since I’m wide awake, right? I stayed up until it was time to send my oldest son off to school. After I got him on the bus, I laid back down to catch up on the sleep I missed out on.
Why the hell did I do that? I should’ve been afraid to sleep after that last unexpected visit, but I was soo tired.
Anywho, I closed my eyes and found myself in the Walking Dead world. *sigh* This time, my hubby was in the dream, with me, Daryl and Rick. We were trapped in a stranger’s house, surrounded by walkers. It was a pretty big house, almost like a mansion. We had it boarded up and fenced in, but considering the walkers’ increasing numbers, we wouldn’t be able to stay there for long. The men were locked in a debate on our next course of action. My hubby thought we should make a run for it. Rick wanted to hold down the fort and buy our time until we had no other choice but to run. And Daryl wanted fight off as many walkers as we could to lessen their numbers.
Outside the house, I heard the sound of blades slicing through flesh. I thought it was Michonne, or at least I hoped it was her. I looked through the window, and nope, it wasn’t her.
It was Demetri, and Rayne. They were plowing the field, chopping up walkers left, right and center. Body parts and blood was everywhere. I got scared ‘cause I already know I’m on Demetri’s shit list and if he’s pissed at me, I was 100% sure Rayne was pissed at me too.
I tried to get the guys attention to let them know a bigger threat was in our front lawn, but they were too engrossed in their argument. I kept thinking, when Rayne and Demetri were done with the walkers, who are they going to turn their blades on next? With that being the case, I knew they were coming in to kill us all, and they were most likely going to start with me. It was like some weird nightmarish Dragon Queen series/the Walking Dead crossover. I wanted out of it! I forced myself to wake up before things could get worse. Well, in truth, my full bladder forced me to wake up.
So, from that day on, I’ve been giving the Dragon Queen Series my full attention. Mainly because I don’t want my characters to murder me in my sleep. 😉
This series is close to my heart, so I’ve been busting my ass trying to make it perfect. I’ve even neglected my blog, as many of you have noticed. That’s how hard I’ve been grinding. I refuse to serve microwaved novels. That’s something you will never get from me. I rather take my time and do it right or not do it at all.
With that said… to those of you who are wondering the fate of the DQ series, and for those of you who have been sending me messages begging for the next book, I promise you, it’s coming like a wild firestorm.
The question is, are you ready for it?
I’m introducing new characters, and fleshing out old ones for the readers who desire to know more about the guardians and all of the characters that make the Dragon Queen Series so dynamic and diverse.
Thank you for your patience, and thank you for your support. Stay tuned!
“Without faith, we are nothing.” ~ Demetri Bithanos
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When Abigail Clark agrees to join her best friend on a getaway to New Orleans, she has no idea what’s in store for her. After her friend coaxes her into attending a Masquerade Ball, Abigail finds herself stuck in an awkward situation. However, she is delightfully caught off guard when Daniel Lérue, a gorgeous younger man shows interest in her.
He offers her a night filled with unforgettable passion. With that, he awakens a sexual appetite that has been dormant for quite some time.
Will she shy away from her body’s masked desires or surrender to the call of untamed lust?
Three men were huddled over a table in the far corner of the bar area, where they conversed, laughed and enjoyed their drinks. Like they’d just stepped off the stage of a Shakespearian play, they sported costumes that were stylishly dated for a Masquerade ball, capes and all. Neither one of them appeared to be in our age bracket. In fact, they looked like cougar bait. That made me feel old.
The one Allison had her eyes on, a smooth cocoa brother with a wavy fade, snapped his attention our way. The two men at his sides―one looked Latin and the other white―followed suit.
Uh-oh. I fidgeted uncomfortably under their steady gazes. Allison, on the other hand, flashed a megawatt smile, assumed a provocative stance and stuck her voluptuous chest out for their scrutiny.
“Looks like they’re going to a Masquerade too.” The words slid off Allison’s tongue like she’d just tasted something scrumptious. “One of every flavor. A yummy man swirl.”
Oh goodness, trouble!
Mischief played in Allison’s steely blue eyes. No doubt about it, I was about to be yanked into an awkward, uncomfortable situation. I started getting the jitters. The pounding beneath my chest grew faster at the sparkle in Allison’s leer and the developing interest from the beautiful young men across the way.
Desperate to get out of the building before Allison made her move, I inched closer to the exit. “Let’s go ahead and get our cab, Ally. Running late, remember?”
Her white gloved hand caught me by the wrist. “Trying to run off on me, honey.”
“I’m trying to go hail a cab. You cussed me out for making us late and now you wanna set us back further?”
“They are worth the set back.” Her eyes glued on the handsome gents, she murmured, “Besides, the party doesn’t jump off until we arrive anyway.”
“No girl, I see what you’re ‘bout to do, and I’m not comfortable with it.” I tried to sound stern and serious, but the alcohol sailing through my system made my voice waver and slur. Dang, I’m a lightweight.
“Uh-huh, right, let’s go see if they’re going to the same ball.”
“Please don’t do this,” I begged as I was pulled across the cream tiles to the bar area. “Allison, don’t…”
The closer we got to the threesome, the hotter they became. By the time we stepped onto the carpeted area, I wasn’t resisting anymore. What’s the use anyway? Allison was going to drag me into the mix one way or another.
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Hello, my lovelies!
Below are just a few authors who will make a guest appearance at the SEDUCING AN ASSASSIN FB party. On top of fun, they will be bringing many prizes with them!
LAVERNE THOMPSON
LaVerne Thompson, author of the Children of the Waves Series
I am an award winning, bestselling, multi-published author, an avid reader and a writer of contemporary, fantasy, and sci/fi sensual romances with interracial characters. I also write romantic suspense and new adult under the pen name Ursula Sinclair my alter ego who likes her relationships a little more complicated.
ROSANNA LEO
Rosanna Leo, author of the Gemini Island Shifters Series
Rosanna Leo is a multi-published author with Samhain Publishing and Liquid Silver Books who lives and breathes romance. Several of her books about Greek gods, selkies and shape shifters have been named Night Owl Romance and Two Lips Recommended Reads. When not writing, she can be found haunting dusty library stacks or planning her next star-crossed love affair. Born and bred in Toronto, Canada, Rosanna loves hearing from her readers.
STEPHANIE BURKE
Stephanie Burke, multi-published author of over 40 titles
Stephanie is a multi-published multi award-winning wife and mother of two whose unparalleled imagination causes her no end of trouble.
From sex shifting shape-shifting dragons to undersea worlds, up to sexually confused elemental fey and homo erotic mysteries, all the way to pastel challenged urban sprites, Stephanie has done it all, and hopes to do more.
Stephanie an Orator on her favorite subject of writing and world building, a sometimes teacher when you feed her enough coffee and donuts, an anime nut, a costumer, and a frequent guest of various sci-fi and writing cons where she can be found leading panel discussions or researching more and varied legends and theories to improve her writing skills.
Stephanie is known for her love of the outrageous, strong female characters, believable worlds, male characters filled with depth, and interracial that make the reader sit up and take notice.
PACHET BURSON
The creator of www.theenduringmind.com and also, the co-writer of Seducing an Assassin
My name is Pachet (Pa-Shay), I am a daughter, a sister, a mother and soon to be wife. I used to think that THESE were the only titles that I would bear for the rest of my blessed days here on Earth, however, the Lord has shown me my purpose.
I am a lover of many things including but not limited to ice cream, coffee, Japanese culture, Kung Fu movies, comic books, jazz music and did I mention coffee? I am also a lover of creativity.
I want to inspire, motivate and empower others to tap into their innovation and thus continue the cycle of inspiration, motivation and empowerment.
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Nichelle Gregory, author of the Souls Entwined Series
Peter McNeil, author of the bestselling novel, Postal
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On October 1st, HUMP DAY, I will be getting wild and loose at my FB party, and I’m inviting you to join me. This will be the official release party for SEDUCING AN ASSASSIN, the sultry new installment to the best-selling series Carnal Diaries. At this time, “Seducing an Assassin” is available for pre-order, for only $.99, but this is a limited time offer.
This party is hosted by the fabulous Book Enthusiast.
Many of your favorite authors will be partying with me on that special hump day. And they are bringing some awesome prizes with them, which means there’s going to be a huge giveaway.
HUGE!
Believe me, you don’t want to miss out on that. Before the event, I’ll be doing some flash giveaways for those who join in on the party early.
This weekend I’ll post the list of participating authors, and the prizes they’re bringing with them, so stay tuned. 😉
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“Life is not worth living unless I’m living it on the edge.” ~ Roscoe Deverati
Billionaire playboy, Roscoe Deverati lives his life in the fast lane, breaking hearts along the way. As a result, he has gained more enemies than friends. Of course, with the enemies come retaliation, which explains how his name took the top spot on an assassin’s hit list.
Zoe Monroe, a master assassin, accepts the contract to cancel out some rich hotshot with a huge ego. She immediately gets to work on setting him up for the kill. The moment she sets her riflescope’s crosshairs on him, a strong desire for him rises within her. Ultimately, her attraction to him compromises her mission when he lures her into a sultry cat and mouse chase.
Will Zoe carry out her mission and eliminate him, or will she give into his seduction to find out just how big his ego is?
More than a few minutes had passed by before I started thinking that maybe my attempts to woo a hit woman were in vain. Here I am standing at the door, staring at the doorknob like an idiot, willing it to turn. “Shit.” And I was so sure she would come.
I sat the second flute down and fished out my cell phone. I fingered in the desired code to locate my anxiously awaited date. According to the small green dot on the screen, she was still in this area.
I zoomed in. Actually, she’s near the building.
I zoomed in further. No, she’s in the building.
Closer. No wait, she’s…
Something hard pressed into my lower back. Icy terror and sexual excitement spiraled through me. I didn’t know whether I should turn around and face her, or stay rooted to the floor in this position with my eyes glued on the door.
After a few seconds that ticked by like hours, I released the breath I’d been holding and took a sip of the champagne. “Thank you for coming.” I finally said. “Would you like some champagne?”
She leaned against me; her breasts pressed into my back. “I have only one question to ask you, then after that, my business with you is done.”
“What will you do after your business is done?” I dared to ask.
“I’ll do away with you, and then all of the women you’ve mistreated over the years can dance on your grave.”
“Surely, you can think of some way I can entertain you before you do away with me.”
As if annoyed, she clucked her tongue. “How did you know you were my mark? Furthermore, how did you get my number?”
“That’s two questions.”
“It’d be wise of you to answer them both since I have a loaded pistol pressed into your spine.”
Smiling, I took another sip. “I do believe you have more than just a pistol pressed into my back, sweetheart.” The barrel dug in deeper, making me wince.
“I am not your sweetheart.”
“Yet.”
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