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Scattered Flames ~ The Dragon Queen Series

The downpour had let up some, but it continued to drizzle. Lazy clouds drifted across the sky, covering and uncovering the sun. They would be forced to rely on the leaves, along with the cloak she’d borrowed from the priestess for shade.

The mysterious magic weaver’s unexpected visit this morning invaded her thoughts. Like a divine dream, the sorceress appeared in her bedroom. She’d broken through the spiritual barrier cast around headquarters, without alerting any of her teammates. Even Cain, who slept soundly next to her, was unaware of the woman’s presence.

Havoc vividly remembered her appearance.

Dark amber dreads dangled past her waist and stormy brown eyes peered into her soul. “You’re going to need this if you expect to bring him back alive.” As the priestess stared down the barrel of Havoc’s double gauge pistol, she tossed the cloak onto her bed and bowed. “May the Gods be with you, young huntress.”

A moment after the priestess vanished, a penetrating pain brutally assaulted her. Her throat-searing scream followed. Havoc ran a hand over her chest, remembering the feeling of something alien being shoved into it. She’d never felt anything like it before.

Her teammates bombarded her with questions after the incident. How did you tell a pack of supernatural hunters that you had a blood connection to a vampire—namely the worse vampire of all—and that you had to bail out in the darkness of the morning to go to that particular vampire because he was in danger?

She couldn’t, so she didn’t.

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Prince of Death ~ Demetri #CharacterConfessions #ynwrites #ASMSG #AuthorGO

This confession is an oldie, but definitely a GOODIE! Nevertheless, it has earned its spot in the collection of character confessions.

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From the comfort of my underground chambers, I feel daybreak slowly stretch across the region. I can only envision the sight and reminisce about what it’s like to watch the sun rise. Now, I’m ever so eager to see it fall, for that is when my day begins and yours end.

Fatigue weighs heavily on me as Lady Sun kisses the sky. The ingrained downfall of my nature makes me sluggish. Don’t think of this as a complaint. I’ve come to terms with the disadvantage of my extended curse…and gift.

Slumber calls to me, but I gave my word to a young author, one whom I had the pleasure of tasting last night.

Ahh, dear sweet, delicious, Yvonne…

I still see the astonishment on her face when I sailed through her window as a shadow on the wind. Imagine that. A creature she thought was a figment of her brilliant imagination actually exists. Correction, have existed, many, many centuries on this God forsaken planet.

Still, the tangy sweetness of her blood lingers on my tongue, reminding me of why I’m resisting the natural urge to sleep.

She willingly met her end of the bargain, and now I shall meet mine.

My name is Demetri Bithanos. Some know me by that name, but most know me as Death. Born in this world as a human Andausian and turned demon vampire, I am the slayer of this realm. Demon blood stains my blade and evil mortals whet my appetite. Death is a part of me and is my sole purpose here on earth.

This will not be a story of my past or a revelation of how I became an immortal nightwalker. It’s pointless to discuss this with you all when you are nothing more than a means to satisfy my dark desire. You don’t need to know me. You just need to fear me.

You see, I know your darkest secrets. I know the wicked thoughts and desires that caress the walls of your mind. The sheer fibers of your sins compel me to come to you and claim what you have taken for granted. Your precious life.

Forget what you think you know of my kind. I don’t fear crosses or garlic, and I don’t need an invitation to enter your domain.

I come and take as I please.

Does that arouse you? Your heartbeat quickens with my words. Your blood runs hot with fear. Ah, yes. You know I will come for you. Tonight, tomorrow perhaps? I should enlighten you, but I will not.

Continue to wonder. Continue to dream.

When you close your eyes, you’ll see me as the whisper of a shadow, taunting you, ravishing your mind. Then when you open your eyes, I’ll be there, watching you, wanting you.

It is futile to resist. Don’t run. I will catch you. Don’t hide. I will find you. Don’t scream, I will… On second thought, I would like it very much if you’d scream for me. Struggle if you’d like. It makes the draw of your blood that much sweeter.

I don’t want to hear about your regrets or the things left undone during your sad, misbegotten life. It doesn’t concern me. Beg for your life if you must, but know it will do you no good. The moment I became aware of you, your life was over, mine to claim.

Don’t bother to repent to me. I am not your priest. In this still moment in time, I am simply your lover in death.

You know this now when you look into my eyes and your life flashes before them. Surrender to me. There is nothing you can do, nothing you can say to change my intent. You belong to me now.

You’ll be pleased to know that my methods of taking life are not always so brutal and monstrous as you may think. How I ravage your body and soul is entirely up to you. Tell me, how do you want to die? Caught up in utter bliss?

I can be gentle if you’d like. Would you want me to touch you there? Would you want me to bite you here? Lick your gushing wound? Fill your aching core? Would you…?

Do my questions confuse you? Do my actions confound your mind? I sense that it does, for I smell the arousal of your body stirring all around me. It dances and weaves with the distressing emotion you feel right now.

Are you shivering? Let me hold you.

Do not fret, this will not end quickly. I am a slow and explorative lover. I’ll be sure to tantalize your every fantasy and taste every inch of your flesh before you take your final shuddering breath, my sweet lover in death.

Whisper my name as I lap at the quivering veins on your inner thighs. The vessels throb and bulge beneath my tongue, begging to be pierced. I indulge. Do you feel my fangs slide into your flesh? The strings of my dark rapture scatter throughout your entire body? Isn’t it insanely blissful? Do you want more?

Don’t hold back. Let it go.

As waves of ecstasy storms through you, your heartbeat slows. Between soft butterfly kisses, I leave a stamp of my passion up the center of your body. Yes… Can you feel me, beautiful one? Can you feel your life slipping away?

I lock my lips over your jugular and slide between your inviting thighs. I drank deeply, slowly, ravenously, taking in the very essence of you.

Your flesh grows cold. Your breathing is shallow then finally your heart stops.

A beautiful death for you. Wouldn’t you be so fortunate to die in my embrace.

~ Demetri Bithanos, Prince of Death (the Dragon Queen Series)

Author Yvonne Nicolas © 2017  |  All Rights Reserved

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“She is torn between the darkness and the light” #TouchTheDark #99Cents #ASMSG

TOUCH THE DARK

Silent Screams ~ Yvonne Nicolas

“Torn between darkness and light, can Rayne save mankind?”

Touch The Dark

Silent Screams Excerpt

The erratic pounding beneath her chest had her pulse racing. Her body felt strange. A static charge started at her head and worked its way down to her toes. In waves, it rolled back up her body and left the center of her back pulsating. “What the hell…?”

SilentScreams_ebook_final_smallBewildered, Rayne reached back under her shirt, and brushed her fingers over her dragon tattoo. She vividly remembered when she got it. It was years ago in Hong Kong. On that day, she was a little tipsy, and feeling mighty damn adventurous.

As she stroked her tatted flesh, it thumped against her fingers like a heartbeat. Weird!

In the thick of her confusion, something really freaky happened. Time slowed down. Rayne turned in a circle watching everything in motion drag to a sluggish pace. After that, everything went mute. She couldn’t hear the sounds of cars driving by, or the chatter of the people walking along the strip, who literally moved in slow motion as they sauntered by.

It was like being caught up in some bizarre dream.

A presence… She felt a presence that made her insides flutter. She’d felt this presence before, in her mind. Could it be him? Demetri? Had he actually found her?

Nervously, she clutched the end of her shirt and scanned the area for just a glimpse of him. No one stood out. No one even looked her way. Was he teasing her, or was her mind truly playing tricks on her? “That’s it, make me even crazier than I already am,” she muttered.

Along the side of the street, a cab pulled up next to her. The driver, a middle aged man with a cropped haircut and a broad smile, stepped out of the car. He trotted around the vehicle to where she stood and opened the back door. Sweeping his hand through the air, he gestured for her to enter.

Without asking any questions, she slid into the cab.

It was a quiet ten minute ride to the beach. Still smiling, the driver helped her out, and then waved for her to follow him.

Her Adidas’ rubber soles dug into the sand as they trudged along the deserted beach.

Off in the horizon, a pale pink tint from the moon beamed over the small waves in the ocean and highlighted the grains of sand. They sparkled under her appraisal like a trillion tiny diamonds in the spotlight.

The driver led her to a small gazebo near the shore. Sheer red curtains covered the openings. Through the transparent fabric a chaise lounge sat in the center of it. On the side, was a tall bucket filled with ice, chilling a large bottle. Probably wine. Long metal torches on either side of the shelter added to the glow already cast from the moon above.

“This is lovely, but why’d you bring me out…?” She turned to find the driver gone. “Ohh-kay, Houdini, where’d ya’ go?”

A gentle breeze blew ripples over the water and pushed the curtains back, as if to welcome her into the cozy enclosure.

Swallowing hard, she moved toward it.

A deep croon brushed the side of her neck. “Do you approve?”

Startled, she whirled around and tumbled backwards. The heel of her shoe dipped into a patch of soft sand and she lost her balance.

A pair of hands caught her by the arms. She was jerked upright and drawn against a hard masculine body. Her breath came out in shorts spurts as his arms circled her waist. “Oh God,” was all she could whimper.

Deathly afraid to look up into his face, she clutched the lapels of his jacket and squeezed her eyes shut. Panic picked at her nerves. Suddenly, she realized she was holding her breath.

Breathe, Rayne, breathe.

This was no dream, or vision. This was actually happening. He’s here! He’s really here!

The enticing scent that made her horny as all hell swirled around her in teasing ribbons of ecstasy. She couldn’t help but breathe him in with every inhale.

His long fingers slipped beneath her chin and tilted her face up to his. “At your request, I am here.”

She opened her eyes and her next breath got caught in her throat. Whoa!

Jet black, wavy hair draped his broad shoulders, and framed his porcelain face. Mid-high cheekbones and a narrow-bridged nose added to the perfection of his features. Accented by a fan of thick black lashes, bright, exotic eyes that shimmered like the ocean were fixed on her.

Plainly put, this man was crazy hawt, a real stunner. Never in her life had she seen a man, or woman, so incredibly beautiful. He was unreal. Just looking at him made every muscle in her body tingle, every nerve quiver and her lady needs increase. “Demetri?” she whispered, giving into the shudders darting up and down her spine.

His plush lips curved up into a sexy smirk, enhancing his beauty as he slowly removed her shades. “Hello, Angel.”

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Haunted by my Characters #ASMSG #IndieAuthor #amwriting

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

My New Rose Collar for the #Dracula Premiere! #Vampires #BDSM #ASMSG #Erotica #FlashFiction

Happy Friday, my lovelies!

DraculaI have a special treat for you today. I’m not sure how many of you follow my posts on Facebook. If you do, you know for the last 3 weeks I’ve been posting about how super excited I am for the new Dracula series, more so since the devilishly sexy actor—Jonathan Rhys Meyers will be portraying our beloved Dracula.

Excuse me while I swoon…

My favorite vampire, Demetri Bithanos, wasn’t too happy to hear about my crush on the new age version of Dracula. Demetri is after all a very jealous demon vampire, though he likes to pretend he doesn’t care. To appease his undead manhood, I promised him the vampire king of all time would only occupy my time for an hour, every Friday. 😀

To celebrate the recreation of the classic monster, Dracula, I penned a flash tale, inspired by the image below.

I hope you enjoy it. 😉

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My New Rose Collar

I’d been staring at the door for what seemed like hours. It hadn’t been very long since he left, but the need to see him again stretched the time and space between us. He was in my system. I could hardly think or breathe without him.

For the fifth time tonight, I approached the wall-length mirror to check my appearance.

I’d chosen the most lavish gown in my closet for this special night. The lace layered my curves like a second skin. It was sexy, yet tasteful, designed in colors that pleased him—red and black.

The door to the room opened and he appeared like a dark fantasy.

My heart fluttered, my body shuddered.

His sterling blue eyes gleamed like diamonds as he ambled into the room. “My, aren’t you radiant.” He eased in behind me and slipped an arm around my waist. His body fit flush against mine. The faint reflection of his beautiful pale face smiled at me through the mirror. “Up. You know I like your hair up.”

“I’m sorry.” I helplessly returned his ghostly smile. “Are you going to punish me now?”

The gown’s soft fabric crawled up my legs as he bunched it in his fist. “Would you like me to punish you?” He cupped my throbbing sex. A single finger speared between my moist folds and brushed over my clit.

My knees buckled. “Please do.”

He held me tighter. “Is it passion and pain you desire?”

“Yes,” I breathed out on a shaky sigh.

“Then I shall punish you severely when we return from the ball…” He pulled my mane back from over my shoulder and pressed his lips to my neck. “And fuck you to tears afterwards.” The gentle prick from his fangs sent a rush of ecstasy soaring through me. His moans mingled with mine as he swept his tongue over the puncture wounds he’d made. “I have something for you.” He presented a long black case on the palm of his hand.

I made no efforts to hide my excitement as I tore off the blood red ribbon and cracked the gift open. A new collar stood out on black velvet padding. Silk roses lined the leather band. In between each rose was a silver spike.

With this gift, he’d made it official. I was his human love slave. “It’s so beautiful.”

“As are you.” He retrieved it from the case and gently latched it around my neck. With a kiss to my cheek, he crooned, “Now, my pet, let’s go show the undead how stunning you are.”

Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2013

Go ahead. Bare your neck, ladies. You know you want to. 😉

Get to know the dangerously sultry vampire, Demetri Bithanos from the Dragon Queen Series!

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“The prince of darkness is a gentleman.” ~ William Shakespeare

Release Announcement for SCARLET MOON #ParanormalRomance #UrbanFantasy #InterracialRomance

Happy Friday, my friends!

I hope you had a productive week and I hope you’re ready for an awesome weekend.

As promised, today I will announce the release, or should I say rerelease date for book 2 of The Dragon Queen Series, SCARLET MOON.

The release date is a week from today, Friday, August 23rd 2013! I am super excited. 😀

The saga continues…

ScarletMoon_ebook_final_2Sharayna “Rayne” Piers has been plunged into a world of darkness, and stripped of her humanity. Half angel and half demon vampire, she is the mythical Dragon Queen, a birthright she finds difficult to accept. She struggles with the dual side of her psyche of good and evil, while fighting the growing urge to sate her unnatural hunger for human blood.

Lucius, the powerful spawn of Satan has risen from hell and released his demons to scour the earthly realm in search of the Dragon Queen. He’s determined to claim her as his mate and use her blood to overthrow his father, so he can take command over the seven levels of hell.

As Rayne’s protector, Demetri Bithanos fights to prevent the master demon from claiming his Queen. As her consort, he struggles with his aching need to be loved by her. But the dark lust of her vampiric nature reaches for the creature who desires to use her blood to fulfill his evil ambitions.

Can Demetri destroy Lucius before Rayne embraces the dark forces growing within her?

And here is a sultry teaser for your reading pleasure…

Demetri slid a hand over the back of her thigh and along the cleft of her nether lips. A soft mewl seeped from her parted lips. Her bent leg climbed up the side of his torso, granting him better access. He delved between her moist folds and trailed along her valley, slowly, going back and forth, causing her hips to follow his motion. She was so deliciously wet. His fingers slid back up to her swelled bundle of nerves, where he caressed it in circular swirls. It quivered under his touch.

She began to pant. “God, baby, you know how to work me up so good.”

“Just keep in mind you worked me first.” He easily sunk his fingers into her moist well where he stirred her wetness.

She purred like a feline in heat.

“I can never resist your seduction, sweetheart. You have authority over my body, and it seems you enjoy taking advantage of it.”

The slight heave of her hips set the pace of his thrusting digits. As she stroked his cock in the steady rhythm, she shuddered and said in a raspy coo, “You like to play with me, don’t you? I’d rather you put your big juicy dick where your fingers are.”

“Impish little angel.” He fastened his lips over hers and kissed her deeply. Their tongues collided and danced as he swallowed her needy whimpers. “Don’t be so hasty.” He briefly caught the ring attached to her flirtatious tongue between his teeth. “Remember what happened the last time I entered you without preparing your body first.”

She rolled her thumb around his engorged crown in a teasing manner, causing his hips to buck forward. “But it hurt so damn good, big D.”

Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2013

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