Excerpt from Animal Heat

Vampyre Falls: Animal Heat by Adrianna Dane

Hot. Hard. Handsome. And dangerously ravenous–for Rainna Spaulding. Rainna knows there’s something different about Treynor Black and if she could just keep her hands off him for five seconds she might find out what it is. But two seconds in his company and she’s overwhelmed by the most intensely lustful, searing heat she could imagine, and commonsense is not on the menu. So what if he likes his meat rare and his rendezvous at midnight during a full moon. She could handle it. He had secrets, well so did she.

And then she meets his brothers, Carson and Donovan. Talk about turning up the heat to scorching. Who were these brothers…or maybe she should ask what were they?

An Excerpt from Animal Heat (Wolf Pack, Bk. 1) (#MFMM, #multiples, #shapeshifter, #werewolves, #eroticromance, #darkfantasy, #paranormal)

“Well, look who’s finally up and around.”

She whirled around at the deep voice coming from the doorway behind her. Flashbacks to the man who had broken into her cabin assaulted her. She backed up against the counter when she realized it wasn’t Trey standing there, but a stranger. Tall, with a clean shaven angular face, dark, wavy hair that brushed at his broad shoulders. Where Trey’s eyes were a pale blue that were almost transparent, this man’s eyes were the deep fire of sapphire jewels.

“Who are you?” she asked. “Where’s Trey?”

He took a step into the room and closed the door behind him. Something about the way he did it made Rainna feel like she was being cornered. She slid to the side, tryin

g to move farther away from him. She frantically searched the room and saw there was another door leading to the outside quite near where she stood. Was it locked? At least she had another way out, unlike back at the cabin.

When he gave her a wolfish smile, his white teeth gleamed in the dying light filtering in through the kitchen window.

“There’s no need to be afraid of me, Rainna. I’m Trey’s pack brother.”

“His brother?”

His stare burned straight through her, and she found herself getting lightheaded and unable to move. Her body was responding in an altogether unexpected, sensual way that wasn’t right. This was Trey’s brother, not Trey.

He stepped closer to her. His scent was very similar to Trey’s, and obviously she was having some sort of reaction to it. This was definitely not right, yet she felt hers

elf drawn to him and helpless to deny the earthy attraction. It had to be because of her weakened condition after the attack.

“Yes, you might say that.” He was now close enough to touch her and he did just that, stroking her hair. It was a gentle touch as he petted her and then cupped her cheek. She found herself wanting to lean into that touch, to kiss the palm of his hand, to run her tongue along the callused flesh and to suck his finger into her mouth. Her heartbe

ats grew more rapid. His heady scent wafted over her and her pussy began to leak her juices, almost the same way it did when Trey was nearby. She clenched her thighs together, hoping to stem the reaction of her body to this man. Where was Trey?

He wound his hand in her hair and gently pulled her toward him. She couldn’t seem to resist him. Dropping his head, he inhaled loudly and then let out a satisfied breath.

“Ahhh, it’s been a long time. You wear his smell well.”

“Wh-what do you mean?”

“It’s been a long time since I’ve been this close to a human female. Our female wa

s killed you know. Well, actually she was Carson’s mate, but we all cared for her. She belonged to all of us.”

She didn’t understand his words, wanted to ask questions, but the heat was already beginning to rise. He reached out and unbuttoned the top button on her shirt. And then another one. She held her breath, her body tightening, readying itself. She felt the familiar animal heat shoot through her, claiming every inch, demanding attention, and release, just as it did whenever she was with Trey, needing him to fuck her.

She fought against its control. She wanted Trey, not this man. She knew it in her heart. In her mind.

But her body didn’t seem to care what the rest of her wanted. It was responding to the touch of him. The familiar scent so much like Trey’s. And the smell of his lust.

She swayed toward him as the last button came undone and the shirt was suddenly puddled at her feet. He reached out to tweak her hardened nipple and she gasped at the intense sensation of pleasure-pain that erupted inside her. She felt herself opening, yielding, even against her better judgment.

It was the deep, familiar, rumbling growl coming from the doorway that awakened her from the heated trance-like state. Her gaze broke from his and arrowed toward the

doorway. She screamed and backed away, almost stumbling over her shirt that was tangled around her bare feet. The man reached out to steady her and looked around to see what had upset her.

She was shocked when she heard him laugh when he saw the big black wolf with bared teeth standing in the doorway, its pale blue eyes trained on the man holding her.

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December 14, 2017 1

Insight into Keelan

Insight into Keelan, from Morganna’s Sacrifice.

Most days I do morning writings. And sometimes these writings give me insight into a character in one of my stories. And sometimes, even though I’ve written and published the story, the characters won’t leave me alone. Such is the case for Keelan and Morganna. And this is one such morning flash writing that came about regarding Keelan.

I use images to inspire and I begin by describing what I see, which soon enough morphs into something entirely different. Keelan was not in my thoughts as I started writing, but he entered soon enough. these are truly stream of consciousness writings that sometimes relate to a story or world that I’ve already created, and sometimes it brings about something new, leading to a longer story later. I usually start with a lot of questions – sometimes they’re answered, sometimes not. But then they might be answered later at the oddest moments.

Keelan and the Celebration

A raven sits atop his shoulder, eyes of red. the man with long hair cries tears of blood as he cradles a Venetian-like mask. He wears a black poet’s shirt. He is elven and has pointed ears and long sharp fingernails.

Perhaps he is Morganna’s lover, the vampire elf. why is he sad? Blood droplets mark his chest. Yes, that is who he is, and he is caught up in his warring thoughts – the needs of his two very different lovers that at times like this tear him in two different directions.

Has there been a masquerade? Perhaps a night of celebration as he and Daffyd, the vampire he serves, recall how each escaped from Romulus. Romulus, their hated sire.

Keelan is with Daffyd now. He cries for all he has lost because of Romulus. The appetite he’d left Keelan with. The need for a special kind of pain, which now only Daffyd can provide, because Daffyd had taught Keelan how to survive, how to derive pleasure from the pain he now craved.

He wishes he could be the man Morganna had once loved, but that dark elven boy exists no more. Romulus had seen to that.

As much as Keelan loves his beautiful fairy lover, Morganna, he needs Daffyd. Daffyd, his vampire lover, his partner in the dark arts. Daffyd, who knows how to draw out the exquisiteness of the pain to a sharp, needful edge and make Keelan beg for more. And once they are both satisfied, Keelan will go to Morganna to be healed, to be loved. And as much as Morganna accepts these truths about Keelen, it doesn’t stop the guilt he experiences each time he must leave her side when Daffyd summons.

Daffyd calls to him from across the room. With hesitation, Keelan sets the mask aside. He stares off into the darkness thinking of the what-might-have-beens if he had never left the fairy realm in search of adventure in the human world. Daffyd calls again, his voice more insistent this time. Keelan turns to face him. He feels the pull of need, his skin eager for a demanding touch. Keelan will submit as he always does. There is no help for it. His appetite is far too fierce, his need too great, as is Daffyd’s.

He thinks of Morganna as he crosses the room to Daffyd, shedding his clothing as he goes. Morganna, his light. He holds out his arms, and Daffyd affixes the iron bands to his wrists, then his ankles. Keelan closes his eyes.

His Morganna will be waiting, but now, in this moment, it is Daffyd who commands his every attention and will quench his need. The blindfold is set in place, and all is darkness.

Read more about Morganna, Keelan, and Daffyd in Morganna’s Sacrifice now available on Amazon.

December 11, 2017 0

An excerpt from Jewel of Niveka

Jewel of Niveka, now available for preorder on Amazon

Bastet plays matchmaker to Sahrametatiri as a reward for her eternal service. But Sahra doesn’t think she’s ready for love or trust. It isn’t the powerful Queen of Niveka Ben Solomon wants–it’s the desirable woman he made love to in one night of sizzling sexual desire.

Excerpt from Jewel of Niveka

“Wake up, Ben Solomon. Wake up.”

He heard the velvet, accented voice through a fog of dreams. Had he been asleep longer than he thought? Was it morning already?

“Who’s there?” he mumbled as he righted himself in the chair. Damn, he must have been exhausted because he’d been deep into la-la land. Then he saw the vision in front of him. “What the hell?” He rubbed his eyes, but the image didn’t fade. “This can’t be right. I must still be asleep.” The statue of Bast that had been resting on his desk now apparently stood before him, full of life.

“No, Ben, you aren’t asleep. I have come to give you a message.”

He straightened in his chair, wary of what he was seeing, knowing that he must still be asleep. There couldn’t be any other explanation.

“I am Bastet and I know you recognize me. I have come with a message. Zyphirasesammon is sending you a gift. It is the jewel of Niveka that he places into your keeping.”

“What are you talking about? What jewel?”

“This jewel is very precious to him. He has determined that you are the one man to understand its value and to treasure it as it deserves. You will understand how to handle it.” She held up a length of delicate gold chain. “To aid you, he sends this necklace which will bind the jewel to the earth. Only the person who places it on the jewel is able to remove it.” She laid the glittering necklace on the desk. “It will halt her shapeshifting abilities. Use it wisely, Ben Solomon, and care for this jewel well.”

Ben looked down at the chain and then back at Bastet. “Why me?”

“You have been chosen by the gods of Egypt. You alone can satisfy the need that lies in the heart of the jewel. You alone will make the jewel shine brightly once again.”

She began to shimmer and Ben jumped to his feet. “No. Wait. You can’t leave yet. Where is the jewel? How will I recognize it?” Was he nuts? The goddess wasn’t real. It was just a dream.

“You will know her. She is the crown jewel of Niveka who has walked through eternity alone. Her gift is love and only you can free her to shine brightly. Use this time well. Zyphir, the god-king, has spoken.”

And then she was gone. He blinked, rubbed his eyes, and then walked around the desk to where she had stood. He leaned down and picked up some sort of gritty, glittering substance. It looked like gold sand. He then walked over to the window and opened the blind to find the beginnings of a foggy morning about to emerge. He turned back to look at the desk and the chain was still there. What the hell had just happened?

* * *

Sahra sauntered into the room toward the dais where Bast waited.

“What is it this time?” she asked. “Another tomb to unearth? Who is it now?”

Bast studied her with her usual haughty I-am-Goddess look. It was one Sahra had practiced herself when she had been young, so she was untouched by its use now.

“The artifacts from your tomb will be on exhibition at the Solomon Museum in the United States. You will go there to watch over them.”

Sahra huffed. “Why me? That sounds like an extremely boring assignment. Isn’t there anyone else to handle it?”

“You are the one to accomplish this task. Only you are…intimately…familiar with the contents of the exhibition. It must remain intact. There are many who would try to steal from your past.”

“Isn’t there someone at the museum to take care of this?” A look of impatience crossed Bast’s face and her whiskers twitched. “All right, all right, I’ll handle it. When do I have to be there?”

“The exhibition will arrive in two days.”

“Well, at least that gives me some time for myself. I can get an idea of what’s available to keep me entertained.”

“Don’t get into trouble,” Bast admonished her.

Sahra opened her eyes wide and batted her long lashes. “Who? Me? I’m here to serve, aren’t I? I do what you tell me.”

Bast nodded regally. “Just accomplish the task.”

Sahra bowed and backed away. “As you wish, Goddess.” She then pivoted and, turning around, and leisurely walked out of the temple audience room.

There had to be something more to this immortality than what she had experienced over the last millennia. It had come to a point where there seemed no purpose to what she did. Of course, that one task when she’d had Khafeel to watch while he contacted Cassandra Linsey wasn’t bad. That was sort of interesting, especially when it was her own tomb that was to be discovered. Finally, these mortals would know about Niveka and its people.

There were times when she simply felt invisible. Well, actually she was for the most part. Why had she ever accepted this immortality stuff anyway?

Because she thought she might have a chance at finding out what this emotion called love was all about. But after all this time she still didn’t have a clue. Oh, she’d had her share of men, but not a one that she’d wanted to keep. There were times when she felt like the cat she shapeshifted into, always on the prowl and never satisfied. But the human side of her wanted something she wasn’t sure she was meant to find or to ever have.

Another task, another city. She truly was becoming weary of it all. Khafeel had managed to find the love of his life, why couldn’t she?

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December 6, 2017 0

An Excerpt from No Choice

No Choice – Available December 19th

Back in high school she dated both Mason and Derrick, two best friends, and rather than making a choice between them and taking a chance on destroying their friendship–Ginnie had chosen to leave town.

Now her old Mustang has broken down in front of the garage they own and she’s going to be confronted by a choice she couldn’t make back then. She’s about to be faced with an unexpected revelation–one that could change everything and offer her a chance to snuggle into the very position where she truly yearned to be.

An Excerpt from No Choice

…He stopped on the landing and she almost bumped into his hard abdomen as he turned toward her. She found herself staring directly at his belt, and just beneath that the evidence of a very hard erection bulging against the zipper of his jeans. She remembered the feel of that thick shaft—she remembered it very well.

Only self-control stopped her from licking her lips and reaching up to feel the cock that had given her so much enjoyment in the past. He turned her on now no less than he had seven years ago, and, in fact, it seemed more so, as she had ideas of ripping his clothes off right here on the landing and asking him to fuck her.

She couldn’t do that, of course. She was a mature businesswoman, not a teenager any longer. Back then, the minute he parked the car out at Overlook Cliffs she was all over him like hot chocolate sauce on vanilla ice cream.

“I—uhhhh—can’t wait to see him,” she managed to mumble. He stepped back to allow her room to ascend to the landing beside him. Stepping up, she joined him, her body responding with all the passion of remembered teenage trysts running rampant through her mind—and her body.

They stood there staring at each other for moments that seemed to stretch on and on. “We missed you after you left for college. We thought sure you’d come back, but you never did.” He stroked the side of her face. “You’re just as pretty as you ever were. More so. The years look good on you, Gin. Real good.”

“I-I meant to come back, but things came up. You know how it is when you’re a teenager.” She was stalling, not wanting to tell him the real reason she hadn’t returned.

He lifted her left hand and stared at her bare fingers, then his gaze again rose to hers, questioning. “No rings? We thought for sure you’d be married by now.”

“No. No marriage, no engagement, no steady.” She lifted his hand and smiled. “And you?”

He grinned. “Nope, free as a bird. Mason, too. Guess we never found the right woman. Nobody who could measure up to you.”

He was silent for a long moment as he looked past her, as though seeing into the past. “We were going to come see you at the beginning of your sophomore year in college. But then we thought it might not be a good idea. You’d have come home if you’d wanted to be with us.”

Us. She knew he meant him and Mason. Oh, she’d wanted to see them all right, but they would have wanted something from her she couldn’t give them. They’d have wanted her to make a choice, and she just couldn’t do it. She hadn’t wanted to give up either of them.

Mason was Derek’s best friend, almost a brother—had been since the time they’d entered kindergarten. They were both on the football team. Derek had sable hair with lighter, caramel highlights and Mason had the summer-streaked blond. Mason looked more like he belonged on a surfboard, and Derek—well, he belonged on a windswept mountaintop. They both loved the outdoors and shared a passion for working on old cars. The last time she saw them, they were in their own sophomore year at college, and sharing an apartment. They had always been inseparable so it was no surprise when she heard they’d gone into business together. Mason’s dad had decided to retire and had sold the station to the two of them. She really shouldn’t have been surprised.

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December 4, 2017 0

Releasing in December

Happy December everyone! Here’s the schedule for my books releasing at Amazon in December. These are re-releases from my Amber Quill backlist. More to come, but it is a slow process. Hope you all are looking forward to a festive December. I’ve been busy in November with reformatting and designing, as well as getting reading for the holidays, and trying to stay as unstressed as possible. We’ll see how it goes.

Now available for preorder on Amazon.

The third episode of the Midnight Brotherhood Series, Trailmaster Phelix, will release on December 5th. (Episode 1 – Newblood Initiate; Episode 2 – Camaraderie. Both are now available on Amazon.)

Trailmaster Phelix. (#MM, #submission, #fantasy, #erotica)

The ancient myths of the Brotherhood of the Midnight Pearl tell of an island formed from the depths of the ocean, in the midst of a sea of mystical, sapphire beauty. It is an island paradise built on love and devotion to a common belief, a society made up entirely of handsome and desirable men. And Alonzo Smith is on a journey to discover his place among them.

The initiates are set to be tested. After a span of relatively unregulated sexual play on the beach, the real challenges begin. Trailmaster Phelix arrives, along with his apprentice, Abel, to guide these lusty young men with their raging libidos through the dangerous jungles on Mannos. Alonzo, David, Helmer, Krispin, and Parker prepare themselves for new discoveries, yet adventures in the jungle may not be quite what they expect. Master Phelix has his eye on Alonzo, and this new leg of the journey may be even more challenging than Alonzo can imagine as Master Phelix forces more of Alonzo’s dark past into the light. Past blends into present as Alonzo turns himself to serving the demands of Master Phelix.

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Releasing December 12th, the second of the Egyptian Immortals set, Jewel of Niveka.

Jewel of Niveka (#MF, #eroticromance, #gods & goddesses fantasy)

The Egyptian Goddess Bastet plays matchmaker to Sahrametatiri as a reward for her eternal service. But Sahra doesn’t think she’s ready for love or trust, and she bows to no man. How could she be when it was a man who caused her demise a millennia ago?
But Ben Solomon, curator of the Solomon Museum, where the Nivekian artifacts are to be exhibited, may just be the man to stand up to Sahra’s passionate defiance. After all, it isn’t the powerful Queen of Niveka he wants—it’s the desirable woman he made love to in one night of sizzling sexual desire.

Taming this immortal wildcat will take the patient determination of a modern man with a fierce passion in his heart…

Find out more about the mythical long lost Egyptian city of Niveka. If you missed it, the first book related to this story is Immortal Treasure, which is currently also a #kindleunlimited selection.

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Releasing December 19th, No Choice.

No Choice (#MMF, #menage, #contemporary, #bisexual, #eroticromance, #secondchanceromance)

Back in high school, Ginnie had dated both Mason and Derrick, two best friends. She had loved them both equally…deliciously…separately. But rather than make a choice between them and take a chance on destroying their friendship, she had chosen to leave town.

Now, her old Mustang has broken down in front of the garage they own and she’s going to be confronted by a choice she couldn’t make all those years ago. Ginnie is also about to be faced with an unexpected revelation—one that could change everything and offer her a chance to snuggle into the very position where she truly yearned to be…

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Releasing December 26th, Unicorn Craving.

Unicorn Craving (#MMF, #menage, #bisexual, #fantasy, #romanticerotica)

Gillian Darby took a ride in the country to pick apples for a pie. She never expected to end up dropping into a whole other realm, apparently as the birthday gift for a unicorn prince. Gillian is an adventurous girl, and takes up the offer of the sexy man with the thick white tail to become his consort for the day in exchange for a basket of magical fruit. Being a chef with an eye toward fame, she was certain she was on her way and had made a very shrewd deal.

But a lusty satyr named Hamlin, a fire-fairy named Vannora who wields a demanding crop, and an afternoon of “consort-pony training” has Gillian thinking maybe making a deal in the fairy kingdom wasn’t quite what she expected. Yet, submission to the attractive, virile unicorn prince might not be so bad. But the handcuffs and the matching white tail accessory he presents to her might be another matter entirely…

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November 30, 2017 0

An Excerpt from An Acquired Taste

Good Monday Morning. Here’s a bit of an excerpt from “An Acquired Taste” for a little erotic jumpstart to your week. Sizzle time…

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An Acquired Taste

Cherri Barratt acquires a taste for something she didn’t expect when she enters a smoke shop to purchase a gift. Rafael and his seduction is what she’s acquired a taste for. With a little Luca Reyes thrown on the side. Or in the middle. Or wherever these attractive men want her.

An Excerpt

Cherri felt his breath whisper against the curve of her ear. His voice was low and smoky as he wrapped his spell around her. Slowly, he drew the cigar from between her lips and held it horizontally several inches from her gaze.

“The dress is a most important facet of a finally crafted cigar,” he said as she felt the skirt of her A-line dress bunched in his elegant hand.

“The d-dress?” she managed to gasp out as she felt the close air of the shop swirl against her bare thigh as the skirt shifted higher.

He rolled the cigar back and forth between two fingers. “It is the leaf, the wrapper, that defines the attractive appearance of the cigar. It should be a large leaf, like silk to the touch.” He brushed his thumb across the surface of the cigar. And she couldn’t help licking her lips, still tasting the flavor.

She felt the heat of his body surrounding her, wrapped around her perfectly, like the leaf of the cigar. And she was the filling. God, what a feeling that gave her.

“Touch it.”

She reached up to stroke her fingers along the length of the silky wrapper. “It feels…perfect.”

“Exactly. At my farm in Virginia we have developed a special seed strain for this particular leaf. There is none like it anywhere. Exquisite and unique.”

His hand now rested beneath her skirt, stroking his long fingers across her abdomen. His touch was warm and expert, and her pussy dripped her juices, dampening her panties.

“D-do you make them yourself?”

“Not personally. When I was very young I learned every aspect of growing tobacco. My parents worked on a plantation. My mother was expert at wrapping, my father worked in the fields. I swore that I would one day own such a great plantation and my parents would never be required to work again.”

His fingers played with the waistband of her panties. Every nerve was on edge, waiting for that intimate touch. That point of no return.

“A-and I assume you succeeded.”

“Sí, mi belleza, better than I could have imagined. I found my way to the United States and eventually made my fortune. My family lives a good life now, free from want.”

His hot hand skimmed beneath her panties to cup her mound, his fingers sifting through her curls.

“And you own this shop.”

“I own a chain of shops throughout the United States.”

“Oh.” That was the only word she could manage because his fingers now burrowed between her very wet labia lips, teasing at her sensitive, budding clitoris. Her lids fluttered closed as he penetrated her with an exploratory finger. “Rafael.”

He pressed the cigar between her lips. “Suck it. Make it nice and wet, Cherri.”

An Acquired Taste, now available on Amazon and other fine ebook retailers.

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November 6, 2017 0

Heart and Soul

Heart and Soul, now available from Amazon and as a #kindleunlimited selection

Laughtry and Mary share more than hot, adventurous sex. They’re bounty hunters, business partners who may have met by accident, but more likely were linked through destiny. Having been lovers of the same magnetic man—at different times—they are now bound to each other. Half Cherokee, Ray Blackhawk remains a shadow that hovers over both of them, or maybe between them. He’s a man whose mark they both carry and whose memory still burns hot as the Oklahoma sun. A lover who disappeared from their lives like a ghostly mist at sunrise, leaving them both with heartache, questions, and no closure.

Now it’s time to resolve the past. A motorcycle journey takes Laughtry and Mary from Tulsa to Freedom, Oklahoma, to confront Blackhawk and discover what changes time has wrought and whether love and memory can withstand the ravages of remembered passion. Or will the journey’s end tear apart Laughtry and Mary? Will Blackhawk remember and choose one of them over the other? And can they accept what fate has planned? What will happen when the three of them finally confront each other for the first time?

Now available on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0763PZYTZ

November 2, 2017 0

Body Parts – Redacted Excerpts

Redacted passages from the final version of Body Parts…

The photos of the journal pages had been acquired by a fluke of opportunity. It had been a young man’s prank when her father had just finished college. His friends had dared him to find a way inside the Ransom estate and bring back pictures to prove he had done so. Surprisingly, he had returned with more than he could have ever guessed. It was from that young man’s dare that his hunger for more knowledge about the Ransom experiments had grown.

On that long ago night when he had first shown her the yellow envelope Korrie hadn’t understood the fierce, haunted expression on his face. But a year later, when she sat before that fire and read the journal entries for the first time, that same burning desire had begun to build inside her as well. And now she was the only one left to make her father’s deepest desire come true.

He said on that night when he’d entered the empty house, not long after the fire that had claimed the Ransoms’ lives, he’d had an eerie feeling, as though he was being watched. To his way of thinking the journal had been revealed to him for a reason. He hadn’t dared try to take the journal with him, fearing he would be caught red-handed, but he’d wanted to return because he knew there had to be more. And there were ghosts in the house, he was certain of it and it was they who had led him to discovery of the private journal. Would they have done so, he reasoned, if they hadn’t wanted the secrets of the estate to be revealed?

Somehow, along the way, as happens with life, he’d been sidetracked, but he’d never forgotten. And neither would Korrie.

Read excerpts from Dr. Sheba Ransom’s journal at my website: http://www.adriannadane.com/body-parts.html

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October 31, 2017 0

Body Parts

Body Parts by Adrianna Dane. An erotic twisted romance to Frankenstein mythology.

“…The concept of this story is highly original and the Frankenstein element is very interesting…” one reviewer says. #erotic #gothic #dark fantasy #romance #bisexual

Athan is the embodiment of male virility unbound: eternal lust designed by and for the pleasure of his makers and their thirst to discover the secret to eternal life. An incomparable Frankenstein creation without flaw, his parts melded by alchemy and science, infused and fed by sexual energies of lust and desire, Athan survives through the acts of pleasure, in all its varied and seductive forms.

Yet Athan is a tortured soul who walks eternally alone, always hungry, forever hunting for his one, true perfect mate, that one person who can accept who and what he is. Not a monster, not a collection of perfect parts, but a man.

Read a #free lost journal entry from Dr. Sheba Ransom (not included in the final release) and watch the video trailer: http://www.adriannadane.com/bodyparts.html

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October 31, 2017 0

Esmerelda’s Secret

Now available on Amazon, and as a #kindleunlimited selection.

Esmerelda’s Secret by Adrianna Dane. (#eroticromance #contemporary #kindleunlimited #MF)

Esmerelda, harboring deadly secrets and passionate desires…
Esmerelda, Massachusetts, a community built on tradition, held secrets and painful memories. John William (J.W.) Dalton and Willow MacKenzie had once been passionate lovers, two halves of one soul, torn apart by greed and misunderstanding. Now, ten years later, J.W. is sheriff and Willow has returned to Esmerelda to finally lay to rest the tormenting ghosts that continue to haunt her. Her love for J.W. has never died. Willow’s return will open old wounds. Can J.W. protect her from the destructive truth that awaits?

Now available on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B075Z3YVR4

October 30, 2017 0

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