Thursday, May 1, 2014

Tease Me Thursday Week 8 - Haunting the Night

Welcome to week 8 of Tease Me Thursday! When it's not quite Friday, and you're feeling like some fun from your favorite authors and authors you haven't met yet. Come on in, have a seat, and most of all... have fun! For this hop you post 7 paragraphs or 7 sentences or 7 words. It can be from a WIP or something published.
For this week, I thought I’d do something from Haunting the Night. It’s the 3rd in the Bad Boys Club series. Be warned. This is a Dark Desires story. There is a happy ending… of a sort.


Haunting the Night
Tobis ignored him. “You prey on those weaker than yourself, without thought or care to what you’re doing to them. And you don’t think about it because they’re nothing, right? Just dirt beneath your feet -- no one of importance. Oh yes, you’re so coldly unconcerned about your fellow human. I like that about you, Hugh.”

Fellow human? Did he just say human? This screwball has more than one bolt loose and, dear God, I’m trapped in here with him. Trying not to panic, Hugh resorted to the only thing he knew might save him… his family’s name and power.

“You should know my father is a very powerful man, with connections reaching as high up as Washington, DC, and he’s a well-known lawyer too. He owns one of the most prestigious law firms in the country. You don’t want to mess with him, trust me. Just take my wallet and get the hell out of here. I won’t call the police.”

“I’m not afraid of your father, Hugh. There’s nothing he can do to me.” Tobis allowed his eyes to turn that bright yellow, ringed-in-black, that signified what he was, as his nails grew into long points. “And it’s not your wallet I want, either.”

The horrified scream from across the room made him smile, exposing his canines even more. Gods, he just loved that sound. The sickly-sweet scent of fear filled the room, tickling his nose, and he breathed deeply, his dick hardening more. Just lovely. Hugh cowered against the leather chair across from him, his face pale as milk, his body rigid with horror.

He was willing to bet Hugh had never felt the emotions currently crashing through him. Oh no, he was too used to being the one in control, to having all the power in any given situation. He was going to enjoy stripping that power away, exposing that need. This was going to be so much fun. His wolf agreed.


What are you?” 





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