Publish Date: September 26, 2017
Genre: Dark Paranormal Romantic Thriller
Cover design by: MadHat Books
Darkness knows no bounds, nothing tethers it to reality. Darkness is in the eye of the beholder. Primal instincts run through us all, a call to the wilder side of life, a call to arms for those of us that shift within the shadows. When the darkness and the primal instincts merge, no one is safe.
Faith and fate are pulled to the forefront and all that is left is a choice. Do you join the darkness, or do you run and try to let faith lead you to your salvation?
My name is Emerson Davenport and this is my choice. My life hangs in the balance if I chose wrong. The dominoes of destiny have started to fall, now it’s up to me to outrun them and the darkness that rides the wave that crests at my door.
Either way, death is coming.
Today had drained me. Not so much the actual work load I had, but trying to keep my temper in line and not throat punch the boss. Man, that was a hard task to avoid. So here I sat, my book to my nose as I ate. It was the one way to bring myself some peace and comfort.
As the words on the page jumped out at me my mind wandered to Dylan. To that moment in the campus bookstore, when the look of lust was strong in his hazel eyes. His taut, rigid muscles made a delicious package for anyone’s eyes to feast upon. I found myself wishing, wanting and hoping to run into him again. I never thought someone like him would be interested in someone like me. I was so plain compared to him. The longer I thought about his well built, masculine body the hotter my face got. I just wanted to know what it was like to run my hands over that set of perfect abs and my fingers through the dark curls at the nape of his neck.
I tried to clear my head. I really did. I closed my book once my food was gone. With a heavy sigh I stepped back inside to clean up the kitchen. Even while washing the dang dishes all I could think about was being in his arms. The song Madness by Muse started to play in my head…
I, I can’t get these memories out of my mind
And some kind of madness has started to evolve
I, I tried so hard to let you go
But some kind of madness is swallowing me whole, yeah
It was maddening, alright. But, seriously, what would it feel like for him to hold me? What would it feel like if he were to touch every single inch of my body? I shifted from foot to foot as my mind played out fantasies of us together. I gritted my teeth as I sat the last of the dishes into the drain rack.
My face was burning with a blush as I dropped the towel over the rack. I needed a cold shower. A very cold shower. I moved back to the bathroom and stripped down quickly. This would calm my nerves on a normal day, but not today. The cooler the water got, the hotter I seemed to get. I reached down and massaged myself. A small moan escaped me as I imagined Dylan’s fingers moving against me. I started to massage my clit. Lightly at first, then with more vigor.
I leaned myself up against the shower wall as I slid my fingers over my folds. I slowly slid two fingers into my core, making me moan again with the pleasurable jolt of pure lust and need that shot through me. As I worked myself I pictured Dylan. His hard body pressed against me from behind, his fingers moving inside me. My breathing sped, as did my need for a release. I felt my stomach muscles tighten and I cried out his name as I came around my fingers.
I slumped slightly as I tried to get my body to cooperate, which took some doing. I was spent. I collected my thoughts and finished showering.
When I was out, I dried off and pulled on an old t-shirt and slid into my bed. I watched the night’s sky from the window and sighed softly. The soft satin sheets slid against my skin, making me smile. I fell asleep thinking of Dylan, and my dreams made what I’d done in the shower look like child’s play. I had it bad for a man that I would most likely never have.
Shattered Lives Series
Genre: Dark Suspense/Thriller ~ Romantic Suspense
~ My Own Nightmare ~
The ties that bind can be a nightmare.
~ Somewhere I Belong ~
My freedom may be the death of me.
~ Shatter Me Whole ~
Left for dead, there was no escape until he showed up.
The Cowboy Way Series
Genre: Cowboy Contemporary Romance
~ Wrangled By Love ~
She stole my breath. Stole my thoughts, and stole my heart.
A Rescue Series Novella
Genre: Romantic Suspense
~ A Marshall’s Courage ~
Danger. Attraction. Bravery. One man’s journey to save the woman he shouldn’t be falling for.
The Dirty Fairy Anthology
Genre: Erotic Romance/Paranormal/Fantasy
Authors included in the Anthology:
Cheri Marie, Brandy Dorsch, J M Schalm, LB Russell, Reagan Hollow, Carissa Laryea, Ava Harper-Kent, Barb Shuler, Jamie Russell, Ava Danielle, Bethany Loughlin-Frost,
Embrace the lust, feel the passion, and take a wild ride into a land unlike our own.
Each book in these series’s can be read as a stand alone
All of the above books are available in KU
I’m a Carolina Girl by right and a Texan by birth. Best of both worlds. I have the brass sass to keep up with my Texas sized temper. Living and working in both states I’ve learned a lot about hard work, adapting to your surroundings and making the best of the path that you have been led down. My grandma Dollie once told me I would know what I was meant to do when it happened. She was right, as always.
As with most book lovers, I am an avid reader. Reading has always been a hobby – a passion, really and a way to get lost in other people’s lives, their drama and other worlds. It’s a private movie in your imagination that you get to cast and navigate through, at your own pace. Reading helps to expand the perimeters of one’s mind. That is what got me into writing. Writing has been something that I have done since I was a kid. If I had paper, I was writing. Nine out of ten times it made no sense but what are words if they are not to be used to your advantage? Words are a part of us all. Why not use them, right?
During the day I work as a ‘desk jockey’ and help the residents of my county navigate themselves around our little, but not too little country town. By night I am either blogging with my best friends, doing PA work for some of my favorite authors or fighting with the voices in my head. They can be stubborn at times. It’s a blessing and I am cherishing every moment. Tomorrow is never guaranteed so I want to make sure I live the day as fully as possible. For what is my creation, can become someone else’s treasure.
~ Connect with Barb here ~
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