With a sigh I closed my eyes and shook my head. I started to sit up to climb off his large body until he startled me by grabbing my hair once again, holding my head still and making me look him in the eyes.
“You’re not ready.” He stated while his eyes skimmed over every inch of my face, taking in each detail before settling on my lips. I parted them, breathing shallowly at the hunger I saw in his expression. He looked back up at my eyes. “You are not ready, my Hunter, but one day, soon, you will be. When you are, I will be waiting for you.”
My eyes closed at the tone of his voice. It was one that brooked no argument. When I was ready for a sexual experience he was the one I was to go to. I think I could accept that. After all, hadn’t I just thought about how any woman would want him? If he was willing to wait for me then I could never ask for better. As long as he was no longer with that woman, that was. I had to make that clear to him. I sighed and nodded my head in agreement. I started to lift my hips up to climb off when his grip tightened down, again, holding me tight to him. It took all my self-control to not grind down onto his thickness again.
“One more thing, Miss Moore,” I looked back into his eyes right before he lifted his head to close the space between us, pressing my head down to meet him halfway. He took my mouth in an unexpectedly powerful and passionate kiss. I wouldn’t have expected him to devour me the way he was, it was no simple kiss. He consumed me, stealing my breath and giving it back to me mingled with his own. Lips, tongue, teeth, nothing I had ever experienced before. Something in me knew that, were I to turn away from this man, I would never experience the same type of passion again in my life. I was completely breathless when he broke off the kiss and spoke against my lips, a touch of awe in his voice as if he were as amazed at the power behind the passion we shared as I was. “You are mine, Hunter.”
Jared The Hunter Book 2.5 by R Sullins Genre: Paranormal Romance
The reluctant vampire...
This wasn’t supposed to be my life
I never asked to become a vampire
Falling into this world of monsters turned out to be the best thing to happen to me.
The transition from human soldier to vampire sentinel was one of the easiest things I had ever done.
Now I was in for the fight of my life, convincing my mate to take a chance on me. The mate in danger...
I couldn’t return home no matter how much I missed it.
My mother forced me to leave for a reason.
There was an evil man after me, willing to kill anyone who got in his way.
Then a man walked through the door and set my soul on fire.
He said I was his mate. I wanted to say yes.
But, how, when I had to save my mom from a killer?
The fight for their future...
I swore I would defeat all of her demons.
I wasn’t going to let her go...ever. I wanted to keep my mate safe, but what if I was the monster she needed saving from?
This is a 50k word novella in the Hunter series world.
It may be read as a standalone, but you would find most enjoyment by reading the series.
“You’re a what?”
It was official; these people were insane.
After Jared led me to a room that was all red velvet couches, gold sconces, and a giant fireplace, I met some truly attractive people.
Ivy was sweet, quiet with haunted blue eyes and an inner strength that I envied. Her fiance, the rich guy that everyone had been talking about, was...something. He radiated this kind of energy that warned me to stay away as strongly as if he wore a sign that read “caution, danger ahead”. I was no idiot. I would not be putting his hospitality to the test. And they had definitely offered me their hospitality. I was immediately told that I was welcome to stay as long as I wanted, with no strings attached.
It all went downhill from there, though.
I shook my head as if that would erase what I had just heard. I pinched the bridge of my nose and counted to ten. I opened my eyes to see every eye in the room on me and promptly closed them again. This time I counted to 100. Surprisingly, everyone was pretty patient with me. I decided to go to 200.
I felt something bump into my fingers and cracked one eye open to see a small glass that looked thick and heavy. It was half-full of an amber liquid that I assumed was whiskey or something. I honestly had no idea what alcoholic beverages there were or what they looked like. I shrugged one shoulder, picked up the glass, and chugged it back.
I instantly regretted that decision.
Fire filled my mouth, my lungs, my stomach. I felt the burning through my nose and started gasping for breath, immediately followed by a coughing fit that threatened to expel my lungs.
“Please, don’t give me any more of that.” I sniffed and rubbed my nose and eyes. “Ever.”
When I was finally calmed down, it was to see the guys all sitting with grins on their faces. Ivy, at least, had the good grace to hide her smile behind her hand.
I glared at Miriam. “Why did you give me that drink? What did I ever do to you?”
She snickered. “You looked like you needed it. I was afraid you were on the verge of a malfunction.”
I sighed and looked back at Crispin. The vampire. Apparently, they were all vampires except Miriam, who worked for them but was more than human. But Crispin was the head vampire. An actual king. If I weren’t so freaked out, I would probably be fascinated.
“Okay, tell me more.”
Lovely Darkness Demons Within Book 1 by R Sullins Genre: Dark Paranormal Romance
The first time she knew real happiness was when she found out that the man who raised her wasn't her real father.
She knew that there couldn't be monsters in the world that were any worse than the monster she had called 'daddy' for most of her life.
Then she stumbled into the world of demons.
The Demon King knew the second his fated mate had been brought into the world.
After living years too numerous to count, it meant little to him other than keep him from living as he had.
He now belonged to only one female - and he would have to wait years for her to mature enough to matter.
How stupid and vain he had been to think that his fated wouldn't matter.
The very moment she entered his club he knew he had been wrong to ignore fate.
She was his.
And he was going to destroy everyone that hurt her, even if he had to burn the Earth realm to the ground.
“Okay, okay, calm down. I didn’t mean any harm. I just thought the little thing would be interested. Why else would a girl come to a meat market like this?” He started backing away.
A meat market? I guess that would be an apt description of a place where everyone seemed to be bent on finding a partner for the night.
“Well, she’s not! Maybe next time you won’t put your hands on a woman without her permission!” Even in the dim lighting I could see how red her face was. I looked over to the group and saw they had a bunch of different emotions. A couple were shocked at what happened, Melissa was smirking right at me.
Suddenly, the air felt like it was charging, like the moment before a powerful storm started pounding rain and lightning began striking the earth. The bouncer from the stairs was striding over, likely to see what the commotion was and the man, the owner, that Melissa had declared her boyfriend was right behind him.
It wasn’t the bouncer that spoke first, but the owner. “Someone want to explain what is going on over here?”
His voice was deep and had a slight menacing growl to it that caused all the fine hairs on my arms to stand up. His voice had a faint accent that I couldn’t place, but was likely european of some kind. He scanned the faces of the group, making a short stop on Melissa who stood up straiter and ran her fingers through her hair. When they met mine I felt those lightning strikes hit me right in the center of my chest. I grabbed my wrist and furiously started rubbing at the ache I suddenly felt there. His eyes dropped to my hands and his jaw hardened until the muscle there jumped with the tension.
Melissa stepped forward and raised her hand to place it on his arm but he stepped back from her and turned his glare on her. She took a quick step back and pouted. He shook his head and looked back at me.
“Are you okay?” His voice, though much softer, was no less menacing than before. Having the full weight of his stare on me made those lightning strikes worse, and the tension gathering in my chest was making it hard to breathe. I tried to make my head nod but my neck muscles suddenly felt stiff and loose all at the same time. My head wanted to loll around due to the dizzy feeling flooding my brain but I couldn’t make my muscles move. I couldn’t catch my breath and my vision was growing dimmer as the edges of my eyesight got darker and darker. The last thing I knew before I passed out was hearing the boss curse viciously and lunge for me as I fell.
Cry For Me by R Sullins Genre: Contemporary Romance
Loner Outcast Charity case Orphan
I was all those things.
Years after my parents died, I was still being bullied, and it was all led by my cousins.
They hated me for years as children, and moving into their house didn't make them change their minds about me.
I was counting down the days until I could finally get away from every single person in this town.
Until there was one person I wasn't so sure I wanted to leave.
Reid My life since age 7 revolved around football and what it would take for me to get into the NFL.
I didn't have time for girls or parties.
I had never been tempted by anything that could take my mind away from the sport.
Until I walked into my new school on my first day of senior year.
One look was enough to change every plan I'd made for my future. It wasn't long before we both realized that someone didn't like that we had found each other.
Approx 100k words
*Note from author*
While this high school romance does have elements of bullying, you will find that the hero never once says a negative thing to his girl.
For the safety conscious - this is guaranteed safe!
Just because it is set in high school doesn't mean it doesn't have adult situations in it. Only intended for those over the age of 18.
The senior hallway was crowded as usual, so I didn't catch sight of the monstrosity that was his locker until we were right on it. Due to the school colors being red and white, the glitter and ribbons that decorated the entire 5 ½ foot locker door looked more like a valentine greeting from an overzealous lover.
Small bits of glitter slowly floated to the ground in shiny displays of tiny disco balls each time the breeze from a passing student stirred up the air around the...artwork? There was a decent-sized little pile of discarded glitter with more spread several feet away through the hall. The poor janitor would be sweeping, mopping, and burning those teeny tiny pieces out of every nook and cranny for the next year.
Reid stopped us in front of his locker, and we both stood there, staring. There were multiple sayings written on the poster board that looked like it had been cut and re-pieced together to make a full-length example of what a teenage girl with time, money, and glitter on her hands should never do. There was Go Team Go! along with his number 81 in red and silver glitter in at least five sizes and as many places. Of course, his name was plastered on there, too. If anyone in the school hadn't already known who he was, they would have to be completely oblivious to miss this display.
He reached for the combination dial with a slight bit of dread on his face. I thought he was doing a pretty good job of trying to hide it from the rest of the students, though—what a trooper.
He leaned over to me and whispered out of the corner of his mouth, "Do you have a tissue or a napkin?"
I snickered and quickly clamped my mouth shut when his head spun to meet mine. I shook my head with wide eyes while he narrowed his dangerously on me.
"You know, I think it's time for you to learn how to open the locker since we share it and all."
I blinked my eyes a couple of times and stared up at him, widening my eyes as big as I could. "You don't want to open it for me anymore?" He'd been such a gentleman, demanding to open all my doors, including the locker door, that I couldn't help the tease now.
He sighed deep and loud, causing more glitter to rain down to join their lost little brethren. We both snickered at the sight. He turned to me, a pleading look on his face. The gleeful look in my eyes must have clued him in that I wasn't going to save him from his fate.
"You're really going to make me do it, aren't you?"
The pop in my 'p' was as drawn out as I could make it when I responded with a resounding "Yep!"
His hand paused only once, and then he managed to get up his courage to touch the combination dial that was covered entirely in red and silver glitter.
I took pity on him and exchanged both of our sets of books, and yelled at him to stop once when I saw out of the corner of my eye that he was going to attempt to wipe his fingers on his jeans.
The warning bell rang, letting us know we had one minute to get to class. That surprised me since I was sure we had spent at least two weeks in front of his locker while he tried to wish the glitter away.
"Run into the bathroom and wash your hands. I'll go to our class and distract the teacher." I giggled, watching him try to pick individual pieces from his fingers.
He looked relieved and leaned over to kiss my hair as he had gotten into the habit of doing, but I backed away quickly. "Not uh. Nope! You go wash first before you touch me again."
He looked down at his hands and grimaced. "You're probably right. These things migrate. Or multiply. I don't remember seeing that one on my wrist a minute ago." He dropped his backpack on the ground and took off to the bathroom without looking back.
"Good luck!" I wished him solemnly and backed away to head to class. I wanted to laugh, but I was too scared that he'd manage to get it on me, too. And we still had the rest of the day and at least four more locker trips to take today.
I guess you can say I have a passion for romance.
You will most often find me with a book in front of my face, whether I'm in the middle of writing one or taking a break by reading one of my favorite authors.
I love my family and my pets. I need quiet time to recharge and I'd rather be deep in the middle of woods than in the middle of a city. Yeah, I don't people well.
I hope you enjoy my stories. I put all my heart into each of them and they are truly my book babies.
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