Skarlet Kiss by Elise Whyles

The Forsaken Series, Book 5

Can one who served the enemy find love in the arms of a condemned man?

Una has spent her life serving Amuliana, the goddess of immortals. Now she stands on the brink of a change, one that can her give back the life she lost to Amuliana's meddling. But the change that comes will shatter the peaceful existence she knows and give her a new understanding of love and life. Unbeknownst to Una, her ancestors were the Forsaken, immortals who were cast out for the crime of a jealous vampire general.

Liam, an outcast among the dragon clans, has spent centuries seeking the one who condemned him for a crime he did not commit. When he comes face to face with Una, he must make a difficult choice—seek revenge or save a pure heart from the darkness threatening their worlds.

The dragon warrior and the human girl will unite to face enemies they've never experienced as a fallen vampire general's army stalks them. As Una gains strength, her immortal gifts are returned and she becomes a threat to the imprisoned general who's seeking power over the immortal world. He can't afford to let Una survive, because her life will ultimately cost him his.

Together, Liam and Una must fight their way back to the vampire world and the safety offered by her sister. Can love survive amid the treachery and danger, or has Liam finally found his mate only to lose her to the evil plaguing their worlds?

Content Warning: explicit sex, emotional torment, graphic violence

Excerpt:

Thick, rolling clouds kept the air moist as Liam paced the confines of his home. Ice covered the stone walls, snow swirled and danced along the floor of the cave. He shivered, the rattle of scales music to his ears. After two hundred years, he was finally able to break out of the horrid humanoid form.

Padding to the mouth of his cave, he stared out. White clouds soared around the mountain's peak. Snow danced along the ledge, piling where it was easiest. The air was cold, crisp, sweet, much as it had been when he'd grown up in the Highlands.

He tapped his claws against the stone, his eyes searching through the mist, for what he did not know. The need to search, to find an answer to the elusive want had plagued him for days, disturbing his hunting, his rest. Nights were filled with the image of a female, her hair flowing over her shoulders, wide, trust filled eyes staring at him. Her hands outstretched, reaching toward him. The visage tickled at his memory of another woman, one dressed as a slave, following the footsteps of a vampire…one he'd feared.

Curling his tail around himself, he settled on his haunches, shoulders hunched against the chill as he stared out over the human realm. Faint, his hunger stirred. Soon he'd need to hunt, both for food and for the one who had done him ill. The sharp point of his tail beat a slow, steady rhythm against the floor as he tilted his head, listening to the howling winds, the bitter screams of the winter weather, and the elusive sound of a beating heart.

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"Do not dawdle, Una, our time grows short." Harsh, bitter, Anagor's voice scraped along her nerves as she hurried through the stone corridor. Stale air and dust sat in her throat, gagging her as she scurried among the debris. The sound of claws on stone sent shivers up her spine as some unseen vermin darted from her path. The heavy cloak she wore hid the shimmering fabric of her priestess robes but did little to battle the cold soaking through to her flesh.

"'Tis cold, this place we are being sent." Una shivered and ducked beneath a heavy beam. Her hand pressed against the icy stone as she struggled to maintain her balance on the uneven ground.

"You may think so."

Anagor's sneer pricked at the ready temper she'd struggled to control. Biting her lip, she kept the sharp retort to herself. She glanced up, her gaze falling on the thick wooden door Anagor stood before. He grinned as he gripped the handle and pulled. Dust and pebbles rained down as it creaked and groaned in protest before scraping along the ground to open. Shock ripped through Una as the pale streak of light spread along the frozen ground, wrapping around her with its icy chill.

Snow slapped at the ground, swirling in a maelstrom of white. It blew through the portal into the opening, piling around her sandal clad feet. Teeth chattering, she rubbed at her arms as Anagor stepped back, reaching for her cloak, all but shoving her into the freezing air.

"Duty does not wait for one who whines," he snapped, his grip tightening around her arm.

Bitter winds lashed at her dress, whipping the fabric around her legs. Her cheeks and toes burned, and fog formed in front of her with every breath. Her skin tightened, prickles of heat dancing along the surface. Wrapping her arms around herself, she fought to ward off the chill even as she felt it sinking deeper into her skin.

"My lord, I would hurry, but this wind…it is so cold, I fear I'll freeze."

"Nonsense. Amuliana would not send you forth to freeze. You have served her well."

Una stumbled, her hand catching at Anagor. Pain ripped through her, shredding her heart as she wavered, yet it wasn't her pain. Rather, it was his. His pale eyes stared at her, hate stirring in them, along with something else. Something terrifying.

Backing away from him, Una trembled. Her fingers clutched at her clothes, wrapping them tighter around her. Each step back she took, he advanced two, his eyes fastened on her throat. He grinned, a merciless expression which revealed blackened nubs for teeth and puss filled gums.

"What is this?" Una swallowed, the rising fear pushing any thought but escape from her mind.

"My penance has waited too long, Una. I will have what I seek this night." Anagor licked his lips, his eyes darkening with hunger.

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Born in a small community, Elise Whyles lives in Canada with her son and husband. She’s currently working on the next book in the Canadian Heros Trilogy as well as the next book in the paranormal romance series Forsaken. Elise writes in multiple genres, paranormal, contemporary, erotic, m/m. To learn more about her or to drop her a note please stop by her website.

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Tamaria Soana

 

“Let’s go to bed,” he suggested in a sexy, deep voice.

 

“I’m not tired, it’s only a little past five,” Alex replied with a smirk.

 

“Neither. Am. I.” He punctuated each word while grabbing her hand and leading her toward their room.

 

Alex giggled as they walked down the hallway. She turned in his arms once he closed the door. “What do you have in mind?”

 

“Would you like to take a bath with me? I think that would be the perfect start,” Hudson said as he kissed her neck.

 

Alex moaned under her husband’s touch. “Yes,” she answered breathless.

 

“I’ll go run the bath while you get naked.”

Alex watched as Hudson turned on the water, then walked over to the cabinet and took out some candles. He lit them and placed them around the tub. When he looked up his eyes met hers. He motioned with his finger for her to come to him, and she gladly walked toward her incredibly sexy husband, discarding her clothes along the way. Alex was completely naked by the time she reached his waiting arms. Hudson pulled her toward him, his eyes scanning her naked body before he placed a searing kiss on her lips.

“You’re beautiful. How did I get so lucky to have you as my wife?”

“I’m the lucky one,” Alex whispered as she brushed her lips lightly over his.

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Elise Whyles 

Flames danced around them. Sweat beaded and rolled between her breasts. Her tongue licked at his skin, and her horns flared with passion. His cock throbbed in yearning as her body undulating, her hips gyrating slowly. To and fro, rolling, pitching, she remained in constant motion, her hands trailing over her flesh, cupping her breasts. Her fingers plucked at her nipples, pulling on them until they stood hard, pointing toward him. She shuddered, her hand drifting down her abdomen, slipping beneath the braided belt of her skirt.

Heady, rich, the scent of her essence filled the air. Sweeter than honey, it teased along his shaft, filling him with want. Faint, the echo of her sliding her fingers through the folds of her pussy grew in volume with each slow roll of her hips until he could almost taste her precum.

 

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Kaylie Newell

She swung her legs out of the driver’s seat. She was wearing a miniskirt and a hot pink tank top without a bra. It had been too hot in the trailer to bother with anything else. Her cheeks warmed briefly before she realized she didn’t give a rip what this guy thought. Let him look. Maybe it would get her out of the ticket. That wouldn’t be such a bad thing.

As she stood, she kept her eyes trained on his, practically daring him to take a peek. She knew she looked suggestive. And that was okay. Because she’d learned that’s what got her the farthest from day to day. It had gotten her ahead at work, even if it was only a temporary manager’s position at Wal-Mart, and had gotten her the crappy car she was driving. It had even allowed her to be late with the rent a few times when she had dated Billy what’s-his-face with the back hair, who was also the landlord’s son. And the farther ahead she got, the better chance she’d be able to give her little sister the childhood she never had.

But he didn’t look. Officer Malone was stoic, his dark eyes never once falling to her cleavage. His face was stern, but not unfriendly. He was handsome, but not in an obvious kind of way. He reminded her of a soccer dad. The kind who befriended all the mini-van driving moms who they secretly wanted to boink after the game. He looked to be in his early forties, but it was hard to tell. He was tan—probably from spending so much time outside his squad car giving tickets, she thought sourly—and that might have made him look older. At any rate, he certainly wasn’t heinous.

He also wasn’t interested in the least.

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Sidda Lee Tate

Do you want this?" He murmured, guttural, mellow, music in her ears. His eyes held hers, burning into her, as his hands pressed against her shoulders, elbows locked.

She noticed his ragged breath and nodded slowly. "Yes." At that moment, was there anything else she wanted? She wasn't sure. She did know she didn't like the distance between them. Her fingers begged to touch him.

For an instant he froze and just stared at her, as if he were shocked she'd said yes. As the stunned look faded, the right corner of the bartender's mouth turned up, and he leaned in to kiss her.

She was powerless against the will of her hands. They explored his naked torso. The hard muscles covered by silken skin tensed and relaxed under her touch, and she shivered. His hands went to her waist and tracked their way to her upper thighs. He squeezed and his thumbs pressed against the middle seam of her jeans, right against her clit.

A quick yelp escaped Kayla, and she tilted her hips into the pressure.

The bartender froze. "I can quit," he whispered, his voice strained. "If you want me to."

She shook her head slowly, not wanting him to stop. Not for a second.

 

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Tabitha Rayne

“Are you waiting for me?” The man stared at her intensely. His eyes were the palest blue with flecks of raven black.

He was stunning. He was more than anything she’d hoped for. And the way he had strode directly toward her made her want to swoon in his arms. Mia pressed her thighs together and tried to look demure with a fierce heat rising from deep within her abdomen.

“Yes,” was all she could say, and he linked his arm through hers, guiding her swiftly away, toward a waiting taxi. He was quite forceful as he pushed her into the backseat, but Mia noticed that he carefully protected her head from the door frame.

“You know where,” he told the driver, never taking his eyes from Mia’s face.

His voice was like velvet, and she let herself be wrapped up in it. Mia watched this stranger devour her with his gaze and caught her breath as a hand gripped her knee.

“You are fucking gorgeous,” he said, and Mia was drenched in his thick, husky voice. “I want to eat you up.” His fingers squeezed her thigh hard, and her eyes widened. She was utterly helpless under his spell. He took her hand and pulled it toward the straining fabric of his crotch. “Look what you’ve done to me already.”

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Aimee Duffy

“Action,” Sean called. Caitlyn’s breathing sped.

 

Jake threaded his fingers through her hair. Tension lined the hard planes of his jaw. She linked her arms around his back and felt the muscles bunch beneath her fingers. His breathing grew ragged along with hers.

 

Jake brushed his mouth against her jaw, her cheek, and then finally her lips. Fire spiraled out from her core and spread to every part of her body. His spicy smell made her blood boil, and her hands snaked around his neck as she wrapped her legs around his torso.

 

“Caitlyn,” Jake whispered into her mouth. She groaned, tasting the addictive substance his kiss was made of and let instinct take over.

The length of Jake’s arousal rubbed the thin, cotton panties which were now almost soaked through. She groaned into his mouth as one pretend thrust skimmed her sensitive nub, now swollen and desperate to be touched. She ground her hips against him, again and again, the fire inside her morphed into a pressure which ached to be released.

What had she been thinking of, shying away from something as amazing as this all her life?

Jake’s thrusts increased. Her mind went fuzzy. All that was left was the sound of blood pounding in her ears. His mouth against hers. The feel of his hard strength pushing her closer to some unknown pleasure.

Caitlyn hovered at the edge. Needing more pressure. Needing, something. This…this was almost bliss. It was so close she could feel it.

 

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Who knew being with Mr. Wrong could be so right?

Caitlyn Hart is shooting her first movie, and she doesn't want to screw it up. Still, she's on a deadline and when her co-star, Mr. Hot Shot Campbell, holds filming up, he's immediately on her shit list. But she can't ignore his charms for long or the overpowering want she feels for him. Even though she knows he's her Mr. Wrong, she doesn't mind him being her Mr. Right Now. If only her silly heart would stay immune.

Having been burned once, Jake Campbell doesn't have the capacity to love, but that doesn't mean relationships of a purely sexual nature are off limits. After all, a man has needs. His sexy co-star with fire red hair and a passion to match ignites his own desire and he sets out to convince her a fling is the only way to scratch the proverbial itch. Little did he figure that she'd be the one to penetrate the thick scars on his heart and make him feel. 

 

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Ella Jade

"I’ve only ever wanted you to be happy." His warm breath caressed her face. "Are you?"

"I am now." She pressed her lips to his and slowly inserted her tongue into his receptive mouth.

This was why she’d come. To reconnect with him. To prove to him she could handle whatever he threw her way. She could submit to him without any problems or reservations, and he should feel no shame in that.

He twisted his fingers in her hair and tilted her head back so he could gain access to her neck.
Yes, be rough.

 She moved to straddle him. He stopped kissing her to look into her eyes, seeking permission. She nodded. "It’s been too long."

He trailed his hands down the sides of her body and then quickly tugged her silk blouse from her skirt. She smiled as she lowered her lips to his sweet mouth and attacked with a force she didn’t know was possible. She’d waited years for this moment. They’d have time for slow later. She undid his tie and worked at the buttons of his shirt as she ground her hips against his hard cock.

"Gracie," he whispered against her lips.

"Don’t think, Cade. Just do what you want, take what you want." She moved from his lap and crawled to the armrest of the couch, arching her backside in the air and bracing for what was to come.

She heard him unbuckle his belt and lower the zipper. She jumped when his shoes hit the hardwood floor. The cushions sank under his weight as he joined her on the couch. He moved behind her and slipped his hand under her skirt.

"Fuck, Gracie." He ran his palm over her bare ass.

"I left my panties in the car because I know how much you hate them."

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Her tongue glided along her bottom lip. Holding his stare, she raised her hand, licking the moisture from her thumb. A mixture of sweet and salty, she moaned at the heady taste and sensation. Would his cock taste as delicious? Wiggling, she began to turn only to have him halt her with a rough hand on her hip.

“More, I want…” “Oh, Bede, I’ll give it all to you,” he grunted. His fingers tangled in her hair, he lifted her toward him. “I’ll let you take me in your mouth, to run your tongue along the head. To suck the very milk from me.” She whimpered with each statement. “But first, I want to drink of you. To taste your honey and have you scream my name.”

“I want your…”

“Lie back then.” He shifted, pressing her back into the pallet. He turned, his thick legs on either side of her head. “Open for me, my leannan, open for me.”

 

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Ashlynn Monroe

 

“If the king discovers what you are, he’ll have me killed so he can drink from you and keep you for himself. If someone else discovers you, they’d kill me and sell your sexual services illegally, underground. You could make someone on my world very rich, very quickly.”

His words were terrifying, mostly because she experienced the absolute certainty as he spoke them. He meant them, each of them. She also saw something else behind his words.

“I don’t want to bond with your friends.”

His eyes widened a bit as if he didn’t realize just how completely merged they were becoming. “I know, but we must. To keep you a secret I need allies, Rex and Rae already know. I trust them with my life. You…we’ve time to get used to this. The desires we feel will be open and experienced by the four of us. When one feels pleasure, we will all feel it, when one hurts we’ll all hurt. This is not ideal, but it’s the only way.”

Looking at him, feeling everything caused a burst of something profound inside of her. She felt such caring and compassion for this man, even if she should hate him. It terrified her. Lust mixed in with all the other emotions, and she was filled with a deep desire to watch his face as he came. His eyes changed, the echo of the thought reached him because Madison found herself pinned to the cot. His breathing was heavy, and she felt his erection pressing against her hip.

“Sorry,” he said in a hoarse voice. He backed away, and she felt him smothering the animal instinct he’d experienced to take her hard and fast. She felt the echoes of his needs and some of them honestly frightened her.

She reached for him and pulled him back. “Don’t go, please.” She wanted it as badly as he did.

“You’re weak.” He looked so unsure, and it touched her heart.

“Give me your strength.” Those words broke him; she felt it when he gave in.

“Mine.” The word was a growl as he began to remove her simple tunic.

She allowed him to do as he wished, knowing it heightened his desire. When he looked at her breasts, she blushed. He’d seen them before, but this time she knew what he was thinking. Her nipples hardened just from the look in his eyes.

 

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