I just released the stand alone paranormal romance
The Dragon's Succubus from the Demon Fairy Tales on Amazon and it's currently only $0.99 (limited time) or FREE with Kindle Unlimited. Its the love story between alpha Dragon Shifter/Bounty Hunter Connor and his demon succubus mate Alleyah "Lee". He is sent to capture her and discovers she is his mate. The problem is if he doesn't turn her over to the authorities his family will pay the price. In order to save his siblings he must make the ultimate sacrifice.
This is the first book in the Demon Fairy Tales series. It was previously published in the Mystical Royal Love Box set which is no longer available. Book two went live on Amazon last month. The
Dragon's Dream Dancer and tells the story of Trey (Connor's brother) and his romance with Kensi (DreamWeaver Demon). All books in this series are stand alone romances.
Here is a little sneak peek of Dragon's Succubus... hope you enjoy and further down I've also shared a sneak peek of Dragon's Dream Dancer. Demons deserve happy endings too!
Dragon's Succubus
Introduction
Being a princess is a pretty
amazing job, that is, unless you’re a princess of the Underworld. Alleyah “Lee”
Jenkins is the daughter of Hades and a human woman, Joanna. Her birth left her
an orphan in the human realm. When she hit adolescence, she came into her
succubus powers and learned the truth of her birthright. She was destined to
marry a demon prince and together they would rule the thirteenth level of the
underworld. She had different plans.
For the next twelve years she hunted and dispatched demons
to the underworld, honoring the memory of her human mother and clearly stating
her opposition to taking her throne in the underworld. When she meets a bounty
hunter named Connor MacGregor, her world is turned upside down. He is tasked
with the duty of bringing her to justice for a crime she didn’t commit. His
family honor, and the lives of his siblings, depend on him accomplishing his
goal. He didn’t, however, expect to discover she was his mate!
Chapter One
The heavy beat of the techno music
playing over the speakers of the rundown nightclub, Jericho, was a jarring and
somewhat strangely comfortable lullaby for Alleyah Jenkins. Two years ago this
place was the hottest destination in town for a Friday and Saturday night, but
now, they were lucky if a couple hundred patrons came the entire weekend. Lee
didn’t mind the lull in customers or the cut in tips. It made both of her jobs
easier. As the bartender, she rarely had customers waiting and fewer patrons
meant she could focus on her real calling, and tonight she had a new target in
mind.
She’d spent the better part of the
last two hours flirting with a reptile, and she was about to close the deal.
All she needed was her back up bartender, Alex, to show up. She passed the
blond haired, green eyed man a beer and this time held her hand on his for ten
extra seconds. Then, she winked and gave him her best smile before she leaned
over and whispered, “You want to accompany me on my break out back?” She made
sure her abundant chest was positioned perfectly over the bar so he could see
the goods.
The smile he gave back meant he got
the message loud and clear. He was more than willing to join her in the alley
for a little bump and grind. The pieces were falling into place nicely and she
was happy knowing that her diversion would keep the bastard from finding
another woman to torment tonight. If all went well, the last intimate moment
the man had on this earth was going to be with her.
As if on cue, the back-up
bartender, Charlie Harrington, entered the nightclub. She was wearing tight
black jeans and an even tighter white t-shirt which meant she was looking for
good tips tonight. It was odd she was here, it meant Alex was taking the night
off, which he never did on a weekend night. He had to be lying on his death bed
to not be here. Lee made a mental note to check on him after her shift was
over.
Charlie, the redheaded female
bartender, didn’t make it behind the bar before Lee jumped out to meet her. She
gave the girl an affectionate smile and tossed her apron to her partner for the
night. “I’m taking a break.” She smiled as she glanced over to her shag partner
who stood up and followed her sashaying hips out the back door.
The good thing about being a
succubus was she was rarely turned down by men or women. It made her the
perfect hunter. Her curvy body, blonde curls, and violet eyes helped too, but
it was hard to resist pheromones like hers. She could be unattractive and still
be alluring to her prey.
She waited for her mark to make it
across the alley while she sipped her bottleneck beer silently. The grin on the
man’s face was priceless. Demons were always so cocky. This one was no
different. He placed both hands on either side of her head and moved within
inches of her face, trapping her to the wall…or so he thought.
He was focused on possessing her
and she was focused on her mental checklist. Sulfuric smell, yep. Check. Yellow
tinge to eyes, check. He brushed her blonde hair back away from her eyes, and
she took note that the upper half of his ring finger had been chopped off. Body
disfigurement. Minor, but check.
“I’m Reed, what’s your name?” His
voice was silky smooth, almost hypnotic.
Compulsion powers, check. Social
skills and desire to make a connection, uncheck. Okay, not good. Everything
about this man screamed demon so why was he not lining up with her checklist? “No names,” Lee told him as she crushed her
lips to his. Bastard! She never
killed a mark unless she was able to verify, without a doubt, it was a demon. Now
she had to actually make out with the arrogant ass to make sure he was who he
seemed to be. Thankfully, he was a good kisser and responded to her lips
instantly.
She excreted a little extra
pheromones into her saliva as she slid her tongue along his lower lip. He
opened wide to deepen the kiss. His fingers slid down her body and ignited her
inner demon, her succubus side came alive when his hands slipped under her
t-shirt and glided upward to cup her breast. Lee wrapped her leg around his hip
and pressed her urgent, needy body up against his groin. His desire for her evident
in the hardness trying to push itself out from behind his zipper. He moved both
hands up above her head and dipped his mouth to her neck. A moan escaped her
lips and then she heard the click and felt the cold metal against her wrists.
“What the hell?” Her violet eyes
shot daggers as he brought her hand down and she saw the cuff connecting her
wrist to his. “I’m not into kinky stuff without discussing it first.” She had a
feeling he wasn’t into bondage either. The clear look in his eyes told her he
wasn’t under her spell. She’d never met someone who was unaffected by her
hormones. Demons, humans, supernaturals, they all succumbed to the pheromones
her body emitted. Why didn’t he?
“You and I are going to take a
ride, Alleyah.” The glazed-over look of sexual desire was gone, replaced by
stone-cold resolve.
“I don’t ride in cars with
strangers.” She spun around and kicked the back of his knee, the force of the
blow causing him to lose his footing and crumble to the ground. He pulled her
with him. She really should’ve thought that move through. She managed to
chastise herself before her knees hit the dirty, damp ground. The coppery smell
of blood rose on the air and she watched as Reed’s green eyes turned red with
hunger. He wasn’t a demon, he was something else, something worse. He was
something that fed on blood.
Demons fed on the souls they
collected. The souls they harvested agreed to be victims in exchange for
something they wanted. Lee felt sorry for the lost souls that demons consumed,
but those souls chose to be the demon’s food. Blood feeders were different. They
stalked their prey and took what wasn’t offered to them. They were the bottom
feeders of the supernatural races and she despised them, but she didn’t hunt
them. She left that job to the human hunters. Her motivation behind killing
demons was more of a family affair.
Lee threw a punch toward Reed’s jaw
and heard the familiar crack. He turned and gave her a grin as though she
hadn’t even touched him. “By now I’m sure you know I’m not as easy to kill as
your weak-ass demons. Why don’t you be a good girl and come with me willingly?”
“Like hell!” She kicked him in the
face, punched him in the gut, but it wasn’t until she took aim at his groin
that he grabbed her foot, twisted, and slammed her down to the ground.
“Sorry, sweetheart. I like that
part of my anatomy too much to allow you to inflict damage.” There was humor in
his voice. He actually looked like he was enjoying her attempts at fighting for
her life. Jerk!
“Really? It seemed rather small to
me, almost too tiny to care about.”
A deep laugh rumbled from his
diaphragm. “I’m not adverse to taking it out and demonstrating its power.”
“Animal.”
“Yes, I am.” He tugged her up and
pulled her against him. His breath hot on her skin. “Which is a step up on the
evolutionary ladder over you, succubus.” His lips closed the gap and claimed
hers, and the tiniest inkling of hope sparked inside her soul. He was attracted
to her or her pheromones were kicking in. Either way, she had some leverage
that she could use to escape capture. Now she just needed to figure out who
wanted her and why.
His tongue swirled in her mouth and
she reciprocated, both of them feeling a hunger build inside them. “Now, I’m
sorry for this.” He zapped her with an electrical current to the brain which
fried her mind and made her pass out.
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Dragon's Dream Dancer
Introduction
Kensi McKenna is looking for a way
to escape the dangerous and deadly future she is fated to live so she turns to
exotic dancing as a way to obtain the financial support needed to break away
from the small Oregon town. The night of her first dance, Tremaine MacGregor
storms into the club and kidnaps her. Her first instinct is to escape, her
second is to help the man and betray her family. No matter what she chooses her
life will never be the same again.
Trey MacGregor is after an easy
bounty. It seems like a piece-of-cake job so he goes it alone and leaves his
family out of it. The moment he walks into the club where Mariah McKenna is
supposed to work his life is turned upside down and becomes far more
complicated. What he doesn’t know is the girl he steals away, his treasured
mate, is his target’s sister. Theirs is a match gifted from the gods, but can
they get past the obvious family problems?
Chapter One
Kensi ran shaky hands through her
coppery red curls as she pushed down the bile rising in her throat from the
fear wracking her mind and body in rolling waves. Her reflection in the mirror
seemed like a stranger to her. The fake eyelashes surrounding her sky blue orbs,
a thick layer of makeup hiding her freckles and flaws, and sparkling body paint
- the only thing covering her nakedness, all seemed alien to her. This was the
only way she could go through with her plan. She told herself the world
wouldn’t see her, they’d see a fantasy image of a girl that didn’t exist instead
of Kensi McKenna, struggling college student needing to escape a future that
held nothing but pain and suffering.
She slipped on the red sequined dress
and knee high stiletto boots over black fishnet stocking-clad shapely calves
leading up to slender thighs. She wasn’t extremely skinny, but she had the
athletic body of a dancer with one minor exception, the larger than average
chest size. It messed with her center of gravity, but she adapted nicely. Next
she fiddled with the position of the long black wig hiding her signature red
hair. The wig strategically hung past her breasts which would be the only cover
she had from onlookers as she danced tonight. The new image of an
unrecognizable person that reflected upon the silver glass surface of the full
length mirror smiled wickedly as her costumed appearance fell into place.
A small level of satisfaction over
the success of her new image began to make her feel easier, and more certain no
one would recognize her, even her brother and sister would find it difficult
spotting her in a crowd. Doubt crept in again. She wasn’t going to be hidden
amongst people. Her body was going to be on display for all the world to ogle.
The thought made her sick and almost sent her running from the club. She forced
down the rising bile which caused a burning sensation in her chest and the back
of her throat. Taking a deep breathe she told herself, ‘I can do this!’ It was becoming her mantra;.a simple chant she said
over and over again to force positive beliefs into her psyche. I have to do this. She had bills to pay.
If she was going to escape the terrifying fate in store for her here she needed
the funds to afford her tuition and to pay for transportation out of this tiny
Oregon town. Dancing at the Bayside Beauties was the only way she was going to
get out, and she needed to run far, far away from this place. There was no way
in hell she was going to become an assassin as her family insisted. She’d die
first.
“You’re up in five, Kensi.”
Jacklyn, the nightclub manager, snapped from the doorway.
Kensi turned to Jacklyn, forcing
down another bout of stage fright in the form of nausea. Jacklyn was not
necessarily the nicest woman for which to work. Kensi guessed it was because
she was in her mid-forties, and age was stealing away her youth and beauty. This
was compounded by the fact that she was surrounded by all the pretty young
girls she employed as dancers at the club. If rumor was true, Jacklyn was one
of the best dancers this club ever had. But her days of glory were over.
Wrinkles on her skin from living a hard life made her look matronly, but took
away her vibrancy. Her body was still in great shape, a sign of a true dancer,
but keeping up with the younger women was difficult. It was the cold, hard
truth of reality, and figuring out her motivations was basic Psychology 101.
“Thank you, Jacklyn.”
The pretty, older woman offered a
tight nod and turned to leave. Instead of walking away, she stopped as though
she had an afterthought. Jacklyn took three long strides toward Kensi. The
jasmine scent of her strong perfume made Kensi’s stomach roll again, but she swallowed
hard past the lump. Jacklyn’s fingers flipped the black wig tresses behind
Kensi’s shoulders and straightened her dress sleeve in a motherly manner.
“Remember, you’re Siren’s Song out there, not Kensi. Siren is a strong, proud
woman who eats men for dinner. Don’t show your fear, they’ll see it and it’ll
ruin the illusion.”
Kensi appreciated the encouragement
and nodded, “I’m playing a character.” Her smile spread across her lips as she
slipped into the character of Siren’s Song. Her mantra playing over and over
again like a broken record in her mind.
“That’s right. You’ll do
wonderfully.” Jacklyn walked away. Shouting from halfway down the hall, she
said, “three minutes” over her shoulder as she retreated.
Kensi took one last look in the
mirror and took a deep breath. It’s now
or never. Each time she repeated her affirmation strength flowed into her
body. She could, and would, do this. She had to earn the money for college and
leave this town, and she had two months to do it otherwise she’d be stuck here
forever.
Her feet started walking to the
side stage. She couldn’t remember giving them the command, but she made it to
the stage just as her music intro started and Jacklyn spoke into the
microphone. “Please welcome Siren Song to the stage for her debut dance.”
The crowd cheered her entrance and
fueled her strength. ‘I can do this.’
Her body started moving to the
music on instinct more than conscious thought. She was dancing, performing, and
playing a character. The lights blinded her to the crowd’s faces. The music
carried her, her character taking over, her fear melting away as her
imagination took her away from her reality. She was aware of the stage, but the
audience didn’t exist anymore. Her leg wrapped around the pole, and her body
contorted in the ways her choreography called for. Sounds from the crowd told
her they were soaking up her smiles and every sexual movement she made. When
the dress fell from her shoulders revealing her naked body covered with
intricate body paint that glowed under the black light the money fell like
crazy on the stage. Men lined up to place dollars in her G-string panties that
matched the body paint perfectly and gave the illusion of complete nudity. She
was no longer Kensi, she’d effectively morphed into Siren’s Song and she was
eating the men for dinner.
*****
Tremaine MacGregor entered the club
looking for the spunky brunette dream weaver known as Mariah McKenna. The
oracle told him the woman worked at this club. It would be an easy bounty, so
easy he decided to take the challenge on his own. His family members had other
things on their plate, especially Connor and Lee who were on their honeymoon.
Besides, the oracle singled him out with the additional helpful information so
he had a head start on the other hunters.
It helped that he understood dream weavers.
They weren’t known to be tough in this world. It was in the sleep realm where they
possessed their power, not the waking one. He’d capture her and rush her to the
portal that would allow him to deliver her to the Tribunal. He’d face their
anger at not following instructions at the time of delivery. He wasn’t a
killer, he was a hunter, and he wasn’t going to take her life just because the
order was for her head.
As a dragon shifter, he was
uniquely suited to hunt this predator. He didn’t need to sleep as much as many
of the other races so staying awake while delivering the package would be easy.
It was the kill order that made him wary of the whole thing. It wasn’t like the
Tribunal to order hits. They were about justice and giving people their time in
court.
He wasn’t disputing how dangerous
she was. Mariah’s race was the worst of the worst in the assassin world. They killed
victims without remorse or discrimination. But there was a need for them in the
supernatural world, and had she kept her business in the paranormal and not in
the human realm, the Tribunal would’ve never put a bounty on her head. But when
she was named responsible for one unsanctioned human death she became public
enemy number one in the Tribunal’s mind.
His eyes barely noticed the girl
dancing on the stage or the topless waitresses flitting around the bar room
insuring the men, and women patrons were heavily numbed by alcoholic beverages.
He was only focused on finding his killer. The smoking atmosphere filled his
lungs and left his stomach queasy. As a dragon he had his own fire and smoke in
his body, and it was void of unhealthy chemicals. The music held an exotic beat
which called to his inner beast. He glanced around with curiosity at the lost
souls mesmerized by the show on the stage. It was like he’d entered an
alternate dimension, and he wondered if the performer on the stage or the
musician who created the song was a witch or siren of some sort.
When the crowd roared its
appreciation, his attention was drawn back to the stage. His eyes locked with
the woman dancing and he felt as though he’d been run over by a two ton truck.
His heart raced, the world spun out of control, and time stood still. In that
instant, he knew she was his mate. His dragon clawed under the surface of his
skin, talons aching to reach out and snatch her from the eyes of the patrons
staring at her almost nude body. She was magic on the stage and she had the patrons
eating out of her hands. Money was falling on the stage floor, but when a
portly man reached up to place the cash in the girl’s G-string, he lost it. The
only hands he wanted to see near her naked body were his.
He rushed toward the stage, his
bounty forgotten. Primal instinct taking over, the need to cover her up his
only focus. A bouncer twice his human size stepped in front of him, blocking
him from his destination. His fist shot out and cracked against the bouncer’s
face with enough surprise force that the man fell backwards, and Trey jumped up
on the stage. His need to cover his mate unbelievably strong.
Kensi didn’t catch the commotion
until she came face to face with a man of gigantic proportions, long dark hair
tied back loosely in a leather band and piercing sapphire eyes. Her heart
stuttered as she stumbled backwards and felt her foot give out. She experienced
a moment of freefall before she felt strong arms wrap around her waist and pull
her against his hard body. When she was upright, she found her lips inches from
his own and fought off the urge to crush her lips to his.
Everywhere he touched was on fire
with sparks of passion, but her mind was raging with anger at his behavior. The
two emotions blended well together like her morning smoothie and created a
reaction in her body. The need to flee was overpowering the desire to fight and
her mind sent commands to her extremities, but logic tried to intervene,
pointing out she wasn’t strong enough, or fast enough to evade this man.
She looked around frantically
searching for the bouncers. One was knocked out in front of the stage and two
more were heading her way. The music stopped, and everyone around them seemed
to be moving in slow motion. Screams broke out as people started realizing what
was happening around them.
Trey wrapped his enormous leather
jacket around Kensi’s shoulders, which engulfed her. Then he pulled her toward
the edge of the stage. She fought back in an attempt to escape, but his grip
was firm and unyielding.
“Let go of me!” She hissed.
“Never!” He snapped as he pulled
her off the stage with one quick movement and tossed her over his shoulder. Another
bouncer approached him, but he used the force of his bicep to drop the
assailant and spun around aiming Kensi’s booted feet at the second bouncer’s
head, smiling with satisfaction when he heard the crunch of a boot hitting a
solid jaw. Knowing these men were watching her dance moments before only made
the action more gratifying.
The woman on his shoulder fought
against him. She wasn’t a shifter, but she was a supernatural. Did she not
recognize him as her mate? He could feel the strength in her thighs as she
squirmed to get free from his grip. Her movements only served to drive his
desire to higher levels. He felt the pressure of his erection push against the
zipper of his pants. Being this close to her was excruciatingly painful, in a
good way. He just couldn’t understand why she hadn’t recognized their
connection.
He knew it the moment his eyes
locked on hers – he knew from the insanity and rage he felt from all the men
that watched her painted body wiggle to the music in her seductive way. Gods, please don’t let my mate be a succubus,
he thought as he headed toward the neon exit sign. Her actions left him no
option but to steal her away from the crowd. Connor had told him meeting his
mate would be like a punch to the gut. The bastard wasn’t kidding.
He’d have to wait until she felt
the connection too, and he wasn’t going to let his furious vixen leave until
she did. The fear that she’d run was too great at this point. He could feel the
anger vibrating off her in waves. Logic was starting to settle in over the
insanity that took over. He knew he’d acted rashly, and she wasn’t going to
easily forgive him for his actions. It would take some cooling off.
He placed her in the black SUV
rental and spoke some words over the door seal, locking her in. Sometimes
having minor magic came in handy. He’d let her begin that cooling stage while
he went back in to find his target. “When you calm down you’ll better
understand what is going on,” he told her through the sealed door. “I’ll be
back shortly.” And with that he turned and headed back into the strip club.
I have plenty more great adult paranormal romances. Check
out the list below.
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Hypnotherapy Files
Dating a Werewolf
Series
Mystery Springs
Shifter Love Tales
Magical Secrets
Series
Demon Ascension
Series ~ a paranormal romantic comedy
If you like your romances a little more steamy and based in
a dystopian future check out the PBI Case Files spin off series Vanished.
If you enjoy paranormal mysteries with romantic suspense
check out the PBI Case Files.
Remote Paranoia
If you like a little paranormal mystery check out the Ghost Connection Series
If you enjoy epic urban fantasy adventures with paranormal
romantic suspense you’ll like the Winters
Saga Series
Thank you for reading and have a great day!
