Deadly Kiss - Pucker Up Monday

 

Deadly Kiss - Pucker Up Monday

 

Deadly Kiss - Pucker Up Monday

 

Kiss Me Deadly is live and in KU!

 

It's live!

Buy link: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B08HHG5CTM

Blurb: 

Good and Evil. Heaven and Hell. And a damned soul caught in the middle.

In a twisted replication of the Resurrection, the first vampire rose from his death. He is Judas Iscariot, the one who sold Christ out for thirty pieces of silver and betrayed the Son of Man with a kiss on the neck. He’s cursed to partake in the life-giving blood of others in order to survive, and his thirst and anger drive him to terrorize mankind.

But a modern world brings with it a more modern vampire. Where Jude, as he’s known now, once hunted purely for the enjoyment of his prey’s fear, now the thrill of seducing men drives him. Many have fallen for his deadly kiss. But looks are deceiving. This is no man to play with... because this is no man.

But anger can only sustain him for so long. For the past hundred years or so, restlessness has stalked him. He’s tired of it all. There has to be more to this eternal life. Without his righteous indignation, what is left?

The answer comes in the form of a slightly snarky and highly opinionated human named Matt. Attraction leads to something deeper. But can Jude let go of the past? The rage? Can he leave behind the darkness that rules his life? And more importantly, can he make the ultimate sacrifice in the name of love?

Tuesday Teaser

 

This is a teaser from Kiss Me Deadly, which will release Oct 1st. I feel the need to mention that this book was written years ago, lol (although it has been rewritten and expanded). I say this because of the teaser. Once you read it, you'll know why I bring up the date. *grin* 

“I HATE you, you Hell spawn.”

“It was your bright idea to have Matt over, not mine.” Henri snickered.

Jude met Henri at some big-name discount grocery/department store. Even though it was fairly late at night, the place was still busy with a wide variety of people dressed in… interesting ways. Jude actually did a double take when passing one woman.

Music from forty years ago played through the store, the lighting was harsh, and there was an odd stale scent to the air. Something also beeped incessantly. This place was Hell on Earth, and he wanted to leave in the worst way.

Here was the deadliest creature on the face of the planet pushing a cart with a broken wheel—and of course the cart went in the opposite direction Jude wanted—throwing foodstuff into the cart. To say he wasn’t happy was an understatement.

“I’m actually surprised you haven’t chucked the cart across the store, slashed several other shoppers to ribbons, and created a bloodbath from aisles fifteen through twenty.”

“I will end you. Just keep it up, Henri.” To make matters worse, Jude had no idea what things to buy. He hadn’t eaten food in nearly two thousand years. Back then, food like this didn’t exist.

Henri rolled his eyes. “Jalapenos, pork and beans, Spam, dried raisins, and mashed potatoes in a box. Are you trying to woo him or poison him?” Finally, Henri reached for the cart. “I’ll take over getting what is needed. Oh, and there needs to be snacks too, so if Matt gets hungry, he can nibble. And we’ll definitely need toilet paper.”

“You’re obsessed with toilet paper.”

Tuesday Teaser

 

This is a teaser from Kiss Me Deadly, which releases Oct 1st

Buy link: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B08HHG5CTM

Things were quiet now, so Henri must be done. Jude returned to the bedroom and opened the door. “Finished?”

“Oui. Please, come in.” Henri gently ran his hand through an unconscious Ryan’s hair. “He’s such a lovely one. Thank you for letting me have him. You didn’t have to.”

“No, I didn’t,” Jude said, sitting on the edge of the rumpled bed. “But truthfully, the hunt was winding down, and I was losing interest.”

“Still?”

“Yes. Once the hunt’s over, I’m over, it seems.”

“Are you well, my friend?”

Jude’s laugh was harsh. “Who knows? It’s not as if I can ask another of our kind. After all, I am the first vampire. Unfortunately, there are only two who could possibly answer my questions, and I’d just as soon not see them. The last time the three of us were together—well, let’s just say things ended badly for me.”

Jesus and Lucifer.

Good and evil.

Heaven and Hell.

And the damned soul of Judas caught in the middle.

Fuck both of them.

Tuesday Teaser

 

This is a teaser from Kiss Me Deadly. Release date is Oct 1st

Link: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B08HHG5CTM

“Mmm, listening to them begging to be fucked—and then later begging to live—is delightful.” ~Jude

 

JUDE, AS he was now known, surveyed the dance crowd. It was Friday night, and the place was packed with eager humans. He sniffed discreetly. Ah, and not just humans. There were more than a few others here too: shifters of various kinds, a demon, and what he called gifted humans—those who could control things with their minds or start fires with just a thought. He took another deep breath. And a few witches. Interesting.

He ran a hand down his chest, drawing attention. Many interested glances returned his perusal. Several more gave him a wide berth. He smirked, well aware of the picture he presented. His perfectly styled dark hair tempted fingers to mess it up, and his chocolate brown eyes promised dark delights. The two traits certainly helped lure his prey.

Jude shivered at the lust and fear directed toward him. The frightened pleading as he drained humans of their life had always excited him, but his methods had changed over the many centuries.

Night's Fall - excerpt

Okay, for the Tuesday Teaser, here's a short excerpt from Night's Fall. This was originally titled Darkness Awaits. There's been major changes made, and it's been greatly expanded too.

Prologue

A CHILL raced up Michael’s back, and his muscles tightened at the sound of heavy breathing behind him. Coolness pressed against his back. Sharp, pointed teeth nipped along his jugular. A hand ran down the front of his shirt, torturing his pierced nipple through the thin material before moving on to the next.

“The wait is almost over. Soon we’ll be together.”

The possessiveness of those words should’ve scared him, but they didn’t.

Each shirt button was undone, and Michael’s breath stalled when chilly fingers brushed his skin. Michael tensed.

“Remember to breathe, beautiful.”

A gentle nudge sent the shirt sliding off his body to pool at his feet. His dream lover’s hands moved down Michael’s sides, stroking and tracing each rib. They stopped at the waist of his jeans. Michael’s heart sped up when his jeans were unbuttoned. Damned if it wasn’t a slow, teasing process.

A hard cock pressed against his ass. Jeez, someone was hung like a moose. Warm breath huffed against his neck, distracting him from his lover’s hands moving to the waistband of his boxers.

“Touch me, dammit.” A desperate yearning ignited in Michael, one he’d never known. “I need your hands on me.”

Mesmerized, Michael watched long elegant, fingers with black nails scrape across his belly, leaving faint red lines but not drawing blood.

Wait. Wait. Black nails? Really long, black, pointy nails? A small tentacle of fear wiggled through the mist of pleasure blanketing his mind.

“Relax, beautiful, and just feel. You know I won’t hurt you.” The voice whispering in his ear sounded hissy and… and… nonhuman.

The fear retreated. He did know his lover wouldn’t hurt him. He’d been having the dreams since he was sixteen, after all. Even if they were a bit frightening, they were also arousing. In his lover’s arms, he was safe… safe and cared for. Wanted.

“I’m going make you scream when I finally bond with you. Then I’m going to make you beg for more,” he hissed in Michael’s ear.

“Fuck.” Could words alone make a person come? He was damn well willing to find out.

He tried to grind back against his dream lover, determined to force the issue. A soft chuckle echoed in his ear as the top of his boxers were eased down and his shaft sprang free. The touches on his cock were featherlight, making him groan. Shit, he needed more.

“Harder, do it harder.”

“Love how responsive you are.”

Thrusting his hips, he tried to push his cock harder into that demanding, tight grip. He wanted to come, dammit.

“Soon, beautiful. Just remember you have nothing to fear from me. I have waited years for you.”

The strident blast of his alarm jerked Michael awake. Dear God, not again. Lately all he did was dream of a sexy stranger whose magic hands and wicked tongue left him yearning for things found only in fairytales.

There was something slightly off about the man he dreamed of, though. Something… dark. Not really evil, but wicked. Haunting, dangerous, and powerful. Ruthless. Too bad the man was a figment of his imagination.

Michael ran his hands through his hair. Ugh. Sweaty. He cleared his throat, gagged, and started coughing. Shit. He needed his cough medicine, then coffee—buttloads of coffee. Why couldn’t they make cough medicine taste like coffee?

Tossing the sheet off, he swung his legs over the side of the bed. His head spun from the movement. Shit, he was weak. Stupid fucking flu. Since he was perspiring, hopefully that meant his fever had broken and he was on the mend.

A noise caught his attention. He glanced up, listening. It sounded like his family was about ready to leave on their trip to Las Vegas. He needed to get up and see them off, but fuck, he was exhausted, and he’d just woken up.

Almost as if summoned, there was a knock at his door. Michael smiled. He should’ve known if he didn’t go to them, they’d come to him. “Come in.”

The door opened, and Michael’s mom, dad, and brother crowded in the entrance.

“Hey, guys.”

“Hey, sweetie, we’re about to leave. How are you doing? Any better?” Mom walked in and immediately pressed her hand against Michael’s forehead. “Hmmm.”

“Yeah, I think the fever broke, so I guess I’m going to live. Of course, the only direction to go was up, considering I felt like death.”

“Make sure to drink plenty of fluids while we’re gone, and don’t overdo it either. I made sure the fridge is stocked, and speaking of that, I left the doctor’s office number on it, just in case. Oh! And you remember where the spare key is, right?” Mom wrung her hands. “Oh dear, you really are still pale. Maybe I shouldn’t go—”

Shit. “Mom—”

“Judy, he’s twenty-five, not five.” Dad walked into the room and rubbed Mom’s back. “Give the boy a break. It’s not as if we’re traveling to the other side of the world. Just Vegas. He’ll be fine.”

“Hush, Gerald. I’m in the middle of a minibreak down, and you’re distracting me.”

“Yes, hon.” Dad tugged her arm. “Come on, love. I’m sure you need to walk through the house one more time to make sure we got everything. The kitchen sink isn’t packed yet, I think.”

Mom frowned. “I’m aware of what you’re doing, you devious man, and now I have to do it again since you mentioned it. This time you’re going with me.”

Dad put his hand over his heart. “I’ll follow you anywhere.”

Mark rolled his eyes. Michael shook his head at his brother. Their parents cracked him up.

“I’ll remind of you of that later, dear.” Mom turned back to Michael. “We love you, sweetie. Call if you need anything.”

“I will, Mom. Love you guys too.”

Dad winked as he followed Mom out. Unfortunately, Mark stayed.

Mark leaned against the doorframe. “Damn, you look like death. No, no… more like death warmed over.”

“Let’s see what you’d look like after a week of this crap. In fact, why don’t you come a little closer? I’m suddenly feeling the need to cough.”

Mark snorted, running his hand down his shirt. “Phlegm wouldn’t go with my look, sorry. Think this is close enough, Typhoid Mary.”

“Jerk,” Michael croaked. Lord, he sounded like he’d swallowed a frog. “She was asymptomatic, and clearly I am not. Not to mention she had typhoid. I have the damn flu.”

“Still deadly.”

Michael muttered some interesting threats.

Mark laughed. “Creative, but I don’t think that last one is physically possible.”

“Have I mentioned how nice it’s going to be with you gone for a week? Almost makes being sick worth it.”

Mark hiked an eyebrow. “Yeah, yeah, yeah. You’re going to miss my sparkling personality, and you know it.”

“Keep telling yourself that.” Michael coughed. Mark needed to leave before he was treated to something he’d just soon not see. “You better get going before Mom really does pack the kitchen sink.” Michael shooed Mark out of his room. “Call me when you to the hotel.”

“Can do.” Mark grinned, but it faded. “Seriously, take care of yourself. I’m going miss you.”

Dad yelled for Mark. “Son, get a move on before I have to buy more luggage. Your mother is looking at the bathroom sink now.”

“Good grief, Mark, how much did she pack?”

Mark cackled. Loudly.

“You better go. I’ll miss you too. And hey, make sure she doesn’t spend the whole trip worrying about me, okay? Have fun and try not to get into too much trouble.”

“Me? Why, I’m as pure as the driven snow.”

“Driven slush is more like it.”

“Exactly.” Winking, Mark strolled out of Michael’s room.

Chapter One

A BLEAK wind blew over the freshly dug graves. Michael knuckled his eyes, the ever-present tears blurring his vision. The trip to Las Vegas that his parents saved for hadn’t been a dream vacation. It turned into a nightmare—one that cost them their life.

A fucking mugging, of all things. Killed for the money in their wallets. They were dead, and Mark was missing. Even now, several weeks later, the cops still didn’t have any fucking leads on Mark’s disappearance. Michael was slowly losing his mind.

Another cool breeze swept across the graveyard. Michael shuddered. Sharp pain stabbed his heart. How was he supposed to do this alone? He wasn’t sure he could. Their family had been close. Mom served dinner every Sunday night, and he and Mark were expected to show. Hell, they wanted to be there. It was fun. Then they’d watch the late football game.

Michael bit the inside of his cheek. Pain was the only thing keeping him from breaking down. If he gave into the urge, he’d be hysterical in a matter of seconds. Turning, he left the graveside.

He didn’t know how to get through each day.

Sinister Hunger (Bloodstream Book 1) by Katze Snow

Sinister Hunger (Bloodstream Book 1)

by Katze Snow

Vampires? ✅

Sizzling, page melting sexy time? ✅

Morally ambiguous characters? ✅

Beautiful and interesting worldbuilding? ✅

Sow burn beginning with an enemies-to-lovers? ✅

Riveting and ORIGINAL vampire lore? ✅

Blurb:

A world of intrigue. A life of lies. A future of sacrifice.

Vincent Hudson is a vampire hunter, and his life is about to be ruined.

When a hunting trip ends in tragedy, he is forced to do the unthinkable—seek refuge in Sanctuary Hope, where each family must nominate a member to the city council. But there is a catch.

In exchange for refuge, the nominees are turned into bloodslaves for an elite chain of vampires, and unaware of the gut-wrenching reality, Vincent nominates himself. He only wanted to save his group.

Now, a life of captivity and war await him. . .

Excerpt:

“Aaaargh, no! Please don’t eat me!”

“Eat you?” Maddox chuckled with dark conviction. He snaked a hand down Emory’s fluttering chest. “Dear boy, I am going to drink from you, then I am going to fuck you into utter oblivion. You won’t be able to think let alone breathe when I am done with you.” A wicked smile tugged at his pale lips. “Afterward, I will fuck my subordinate like the little slut he is, then I shall order him to fuck you and fill your sweet little ass with his seed. My guards will take turns on you throughout the night. Yes, yes, that would please me greatly, Emory. Very much so.”

His slid a gloved hand into Emory’s pants, the fine, blond hair trimmed neatly to his flesh, and cupped his flaccid cock. His fangs tickled the plains of Emory’s smooth neck, tongue lapping at his creamy skin. Meanwhile, he moved his hand up and down Emory’s shaft....

Buy link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07C7QM9N9

The vampire/hunter book you've been waiting for. #1 in LGBT Horror.  Only 99c until Monday!

Reviews:

“I am a fan of Katze's writing anyway but this book blew me away. Her best book to date!” 5⭐️

“The vampire book we've been waiting for.” 5⭐️

“Dark, violent, and absorbing.” 4.5⭐️

“Fascinating plot and intriguing characters.” 5⭐️

“This book had intense clear world building and is going to be a great series. I read this book from start to finish in one sitting couldn't put it down.” 5⭐️

Bio:

After leaving school and renting a crummy flat at sixteen, Katze Snow now lives in Scotland with her wolf-dog and kitty. When she’s not writing or listening to music, she works for a top-secret, underground organization, but sshhh, it’s a secret. She finally published her debut novel in 2016.

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