#WickedWednesday 18+ Excerpt: What should a girl do when she realizes she's bedded the wrong brother? Do him again, of course. #erotic #paranormalromance #timetravel

I hope you enjoy this snip from the Lustful Possession Series, a haunting tale perfect for your Halloween Reading List. Warning: Adult Content.  

Caught in a cave-in, Scientist Neve Brádach, lies broken and dying, trapped inside the most haunted castle in Ireland with the infamous elemental, Bás a thagann. Neve is left defenseless to fight it—thrown back in time, she is forced to suffer a life that is not her own.

Dear God! It wasn’t Hualryn I lay with last eve. It was SaBástienne. 

Nev gasped. Her cheeks grew hot, her stomach roiled as the realization of what she’d done seeped into her. Nev jumped up from the table and ran from the hall. Hualryn yelled her name behind her. That’s why he’d asked where she’d disappeared to. To him, she’d deserted him. 

Bástienne the Dark was too tame a designation to encompass the immense wickedness of the man.  

Nev raced through the corridors, running toward her chamber, when all of a sudden a shadow stepped in front of her and she ran into a solid wall of man. 

SaBástienne! 

He clamped a hand around her upper arm, and the other he slapped over her mouth, to prevent her from screaming, she presumed. 

“Which chamber be yours?” he demanded. The expression on his face brooked no argument. 

With a quirk of her head she indicated the direction. He dragged her along and into the room. 

Once inside, he pressed her against the closed door, one hand still covering her mouth. He then placed a strong forearm over her chest. 

Nev was equally afraid and aroused. What is it about this man that makes my body sing? 

“You willna yell,” he ordered. 

At her nod, he cautiously removed his hand from her mouth. 

“Why?” she croaked. Panic over what they’d done, bloomed in her chest. What will Hual do when he finds out? “How could ya?” 

“I couldna help meself,” he justified. “Ya looked so good touchin’ yorself, squirmin’ like that for release. Christ, woman, no man woulda been able to resist!” 

Although the excuse was flimsy in her estimation, in an odd way, it pleased Nev to no end that a man like Bástienne had wanted her so badly in that moment. Both formidable men wanted her. 

“I only meant to aid you in reaching your desired culmination, but then, ya tasted like fine wine...” He groaned, and Nev experienced a hot, wet rush between her legs at his words. 

“And ya wanted to be thoroughly loved, cailín, dinna tell me ya didna. I had no idea ya were me brother’s betrothed.”  

“But ya did know that I thought ya were him. I called his name!” 

“I thought you were merely his whore.” He shrugged. 

“Ohh!” she breathed, outraged. 

“Ya can cease with the righteous indignation, sweet. Ya canna be that innocent if ya be layin’ with him afore ya are wed. Besides, it be not the first time we have changed places or shared women.” 

That angered her even more. Nev jerked her shoulders to gain her freedom, but he held her easily. 

“Let me go, ya bastard!” She swung at him, slapping his face so hard her palm stung. 

He clenched his jaw. His black eyes turned positively demonic. And for a moment, she feared for her life. Then all of a sudden his lips were on hers, and all rational thought fled. She kissed him in return with utter abandon. Though, she fought him, it was not truly her intent. “Let me go!” she panted. 

As soon as he did, she grabbed his head and pulled him more firmly to her, opening her mouth, allowing him full access. Tongues tangling, bodies seeking, gyrating against one another, Nev was lost to the inexplicable allure of this man—the twin to her intended. 

She brazenly pushed at his shoulder guiding him downward. In that moment she wanted one thing—to experience his gifted lips on her again. 

Although, he took to his knees, he stared up at her. “Tell me what you want, sweeting.” 

“I want... I want, uhhh, you to kiss me,” she all but whined, pulling up her skirt, exposing herself to him. 

“To kiss ya? Is tha’ all?” He raised his chin and nudged her soft curls, pressing his lips there. She rocked against his mouth. 

“Nooo, ya know... what I need. Please!”  

“Say it. What do ya want me to do?” 

“Your tongue, Bástienne. Please, give me your tongue!” she cried. 

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Series Overview

A seemingly harmless paranormal investigation sparks a series of haunting events that ultimately sends an international team of supernatural investigators to Ireland and to one of the most haunted destinations in all of Europe… Castle Cairnnon.

Lustful Possession — A saga sweeping several generations of characters, in an unsettling and at times horrific tale with many twists and turns, and a stunning conclusion you won’t see coming.

Travel through time and unravel the mystery of Cairnnon Castle...

Please note: Though this collection of short stories is predominantly dark erotic paranormal—at times verging on horror—it runs the gamut in sub-genre cross-overs and eras—from contemporary to historical time-travel, and back again. The series also incorporates both m/f and m/m couplings, plus scenes with multiple-partner interaction including m/m/m and m/f/f. Must be read in order.

Part 1 - Meet Me in the Dark
(m/f, paranormal, erotic, contemporary, ghosts, possession)

Crishtin Davenport thought she was attending a simple Halloween event—a good scare to get the blood pumping. Little does she know her actions that night would unleash an ancient evil.


Part 2 - Dark Foursome
(m/f, paranormal, erotic, contemporary, ghosts, possession)

A foursome takes on a whole new aspect when a fledgling couple, is hijacked by two randy spirits, who then use their corporeal bodies to recapture the sexual pleasures they enjoyed while inhabiting the physical world.


Part 3 - The Fall of Cairnnon Castle
(m/f, time-travel, Ireland, historical, paranormal, dark erotic, verging on horror)

The saga takes a sudden medieval time-travel twist. Cairnnon Castle is one of the most haunted places on earth and home to one of the most evil entities ever documented. When an enthusiastic troop of paranormal investigators descends on the ancient stronghold, all hell breaks loose.

Meet the O'Cairnnon's - a fate most do not survive


Part 4 - Rising From the Darkness
(m/m, paranormal, erotic, contemporary)

U.S. paranormal investigators return to Ireland to commemorate the 25th anniversary of the Fall of Castle Cairnnon. But what they find instead might set the paranormal community on it’s collective ear.

Part 5 - Dark Seed
(paranormal, erotic, contemporary, m/f story with m/m interaction)

The investigators' astonishing discovery at Castle Cairnnon, can only be described as a miracle. Or is one blessing, just another curse.


Part 6 - Bending Darkness
(m/f, paranormal, erotic, time-travel, historical)

The Cairnnon curse threatens to turn one woman's dreams of happily-ever-after into a hellish nightmare.


Part 7 - Dark Defeat

The stunning conclusion to the Lustful Possession saga (paranormal, dark erotic, time-travel, historical, an m/f story with f/f and m/f/f interaction)

Hell-bent on saving her children, a mother will stop at nothing to defeat the evil that stalks her family, or at the very least, she’ll die trying

Hot #99cent Deals! Enjoy this intriguing excerpt from Book 3 in the Lustful Possession Series, The Fall of Cairnnon Castle #timetravel #erotic

A seemingly harmless paranormal investigation sparks a series of haunting events that ultimately sends an international team of supernatural investigators to Ireland and to one of the most haunted destinations in all of Europe.

Travel Through Time and Unravel the Mystery of Cairnnon Castle 

Though this collection of short stories is predominantly dark erotic paranormal—at times verging on horror—it runs the gamut in sub-genres and eras—from contemporary to historical time-travel, and back again. Please note: the saga also incorporates both m/f and m/m couplings, plus some multi-partner interaction.

Part 1 - Meet Me in the Dark
(m/f, paranormal, erotic, contemporary, ghosts, possession)

Crishtin Davenport thought she was attending a simple Halloween event—a good scare to get the blood pumping. Little does she know her actions that night would unleash an ancient evil.

Part 2 - Dark Foursome
(m/f, paranormal, erotic, contemporary, ghosts, possession)

A foursome takes on a whole new aspect when a fledgling couple, is hijacked by two randy spirits, who then use their corporeal bodies to recapture the sexual pleasures they enjoyed while inhabiting the physical world.

The saga takes a sudden medieval time-travel twist in Part 3 - The Fall of Cairnnon Castle (m/f, time-travel, Ireland, historical, paranormal, dark erotic, verging on horror)

Caught in a cave-in, Scientist Neve Brádach, lies broken and dying, trapped inside the most haunted castle in Ireland with the infamous elemental, Bás a thagann. Neve is left defenseless to fight it and is forced to suffer a life that is not her own

Part 4 - Rising From the Darkness
(m/m, paranormal, erotic, contemporary)

U.S. paranormal investigators return to Ireland to commemorate the 25th anniversary of the Fall of Castle Cairnnon. But what they find instead might set the paranormal community on it’s collective ear.

Part 5 - Dark Seed
(paranormal, erotic, contemporary, m/f story with m/m interaction)

The supernatural investigators' astounding discovery at Cairnnon Castle, can only be described as a miracle. 

Or perhaps one blessing, is just another curse.

Part 6 - Bending Darkness
(m/f, paranormal, erotic, time-travel, historical)

The Cairnnon curse threatens to turn one woman's dreams of happily-ever-after into a hellish nightmare.

And Part 7 - Dark Defeat - The stunning conclusion to the Lustful Possession saga
(paranormal, dark erotic, time-travel, historical, an m/f story with f/f and m/f/f interaction)

Hell-bent on saving her children, a mother will stop at nothing to defeat the evil that stalks her family, or at the very least, she’ll die trying.

Evil never gambled on battling one pissed off mother!

Please be aware: This erotic paranormal collection of short stories contains both mf & mm pairings, & cliff-hangers. Installments must be read in order.

Enjoy an erotic excerpt from Lustful Possession Part 3 - 

The Fall of Cairnnon Castle  

Prologue

Cairnnon Castle, Ireland—The Present 

The earth underneath me quakes. The sky above me falls. It rains down on me. Pain explodes inside my head. My ribs break. I am crushed. 

A deafening rumble offends my ears. My body is tossed and crumpled, battered by debris. It goes on for an eternity. 

And then... 

Silence. Stillness. 

The pain is immense. Like nothing I’ve ever endured in my life. 

Oh, God! Please! I implore wordlessly. I cannot speak, scream, or moan. 

My eyes are closed. But beyond me, there’s brightness, so vivid I detect it through my closed eyelids. I try to open them, but none of my faculties are functioning. I am heavy. My lungs are burning. It hurts to even take shallow breaths. I concentrate on the unenviable task of simply inhaling in and out—an action I have obviously taken for granted all these years. The dust is choking me. I try not to cough. I will split apart if I do. My ribcage has already splintered with the weight upon me. 

A low hum begins. It is annoying, but as it goes on it becomes comforting, harmonious. 

As the fire in my chest subsides, I am lethargic, sleepy, and content. 

Stillness. 

I know what this is. It is elemental. Inevitable, from the moment we take our first breath. 

I wait for it... 

Death comes. 

~ 

I am in and out of consciousness. 

“Just come,” I whisper. Speaking is laborious, yet somehow it happens. “Just take me.” 

The incessant drone becomes vibration. 

I sense it, a presence. Above me. Surrounds me. Becomes me. 

The pain subsides by degrees. Warmth seeps into me. I sigh at the pleasure of it. I hadn’t realized I was so cold. 

Without words, it communicates with me. Death is one with me. 

“You enjoy that.” 

“Yes. Thank you.” My gratitude is profound. 

“You know what I am.” 

It is a statement. It is a part of me. It knows what I am thinking. 

I don’t need to articulate. “Yes.” 

“You are not afraid.” 

“No, you comfort me.” 

For a moment I sense confusion, and I am bewildered by it. It is not my uncertainty. It is illogical. Death would not emote. But my thought is distracted. 

The lovely heat spreads, radiating through every part of my broken body. 

“Ahhhh, that feels so good.” 

Everything in me tingles, from the top of my head right down to my feet. There is no pain. Not even my lungs hurt anymore. My inhalations become rapid instead of shallow. My blood rushes. I can hear it traveling through my veins. My pulse pounds in my head. My body throbs. My breasts tingle and my loins catch fire.

I squirm. My body tightens. The heaviness in my lower body is nothing but carnal. 

I am not even being touched, but I am being consumed and stimulated on every level. Mind, body and spirit. 

It fills me, inside and out. 

Unable to stop myself, I feel my hips list in that dance as old as time. I am going to come. 

“Onnhhh!” I am bombarded by one blissful, gutwrenching wave after another of exquisite, relentless pleasure. I want to weep at the intensity of it, but I am helpless. 

It has to stop, but I don’t want it to end. I thrash, uncontrollably experiencing an all-over body orgasm like nothing I’d ever experienced in life. Is this heaven? A powerful tug, deep inside, sends another round of sweet undulation through me. 

I cry out. 

“What am I, Nevaeh?” Death demands. 

I pant with my last breaths. 

“You! 

“Are! 

“Allll!”

Chapter One

Neve Brádach opened her eyes. She was floating outside her body, above herself, looking down through the rubble and ruin that just hours ago had been Cairnnon Castle. Centuries-old stones and debris lay on top of her broken body, but somehow, she managed to see through the layers to her physical form below.

Unbelievably, sadness at her own horrific demise was not her first concern.

“Neve! Neve! We’re coming! Don’t give up! I’ll get you out!” It was Arnie Rollison’s frantic voice. The team-leader and her mentor. The man she’d longed to work with for years was now digging desperately with his bare hands. Unguarded tears ran down his dirty cheeks, leaving trails.

She felt sorry for him. He sounded so adamant, so determined. As if he still had hope.

There were tons and tons of wreckage. Even if she were still alive—and she wasn’t convinced that she was—they’d never reach her in time.

Neve laid a hand on his shoulder. “Arnie. Stop, my friend.”

His head twitched, as if he’d heard her, and his frenetic actions ceased for a moment.

“I’m sorry, Neve. I’m so sorry!”

Without warning, she was jerked back inside her body. The pain was dull, not sharp like it had been in the beginning.

Shit! I’m not dead. But I’m goin’ to die in here. I’ve seen the devastation above me. 

Death was going to be long and arduous. “Come back to me,” she called Death. “Please come and take me.” But as she lay fading in and out of consciousness and time ticked by, she wasn’t sure if she begged Death to claim her permanently or for it to take her again and again as it had earlier. She longed for the carnal bliss that Death could provide. Her body tingled at the memory as the blackness once again enveloped her.

* * * *

Much later, the heavy equipment continued to dig above her, but she drifted out once more.

The next time she woke, the weight had been lifted from her chest. She opened her eyes, and to her astonishment, she was able to move her arms and legs. She looked down at her limbs.

“What am I wearing?” She let her fingers run over the unfamiliar fabric. “Where am I?” She searched the strange room. She blinked rapidly, confused. Who am I?

Her mind was blank, devoid of all memory.

Noise, like that of a large crowd reached her ears. Gaining her feet, she followed the sound, out of the room and down a hallway.

It seemed like a party. Everyone was in costume. Lit torches in sconces lined the wall, giving the entire area a dreamlike quality.

From nowhere, someone grabbed her. “There ya are. Where have ya been?”

Neve looked up at the man who stared down at her with deep intensity. Unable to stop her reaction, she gasped. He was the most incredible looking man she’d ever laid eyes on. Chiseled, rugged features. Striking, dark eyes. Strong chin. Tall. Muscular. He wore a crisp-looking white linen shirt, baggy trousers, and a blue and green checked sash.

He smiled, obviously sensing her attraction to him.

“Watch that smoulderin’ gaze, my sweet Nevaeh, or I will throw ya over my shoulder, with or without the vows, and take ya to my chambers and ravish ya until ya canna walk.”

Sounds good to me.

“Come. This is our celebration. Let us dance. I want nuthin’ more than to feel ya in my arms.”

He twirled her around and escorted her out onto the ballroom floor.

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Those devilish Cairnnon Twins are at it again!

Enjoy a +18 teaser from the third book in the Lustful Possession Series - The Fall of Cairnnon Castle 

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The next day, with a healthy, new blush upon her face, Nevaeh accompanied her sisters to break the fast. 

Hualryn met her as she approached the trestle table. With everyone observing their interaction, he leaned in and placed a chaste kiss to her cheek. 

“Hualryn!” she rebuked, in a whisper. 

“Don’t look at me like that.” Hual grinned. “Everyone here knows ’tis only a matter of vows. Where did ya disappear to last eve?” 

“I couldna verra well stay all night, could I now?” she murmured, taking the chair he proffered. 

“Well, I missed ya. Ye’ll have to make it up to me.” 

A server placed a bowl of gruel before her. Just as Nev was about to lift her spoon, a group of Hualryn’s men joined them, boisterous and loud as always. 

“Nevaeh McBenn, soon to be O’Cairnnon”—Hual smiled— ”welcome my brother, SaBástienne O’Cairnnon.” 

Nev turned her attention from her intended to his sibling. Her smile slipped a little. In looks they were almost identical. She’d had no idea they were twins. She would have thought the overblown O’Cairnnon legend would have included such a significant fact in its folklore. 

Without a word, SaBástienne nodded in greeting. His gaze was so intense, it was unnerving. He stared straight through her. 

“Gud morn, My Lord,” she began, but had to pause to clear her throat. “’Tis a pleasure to finally meet you.” 

The corner of his generous mouth lifted as he continued to peer right into her eyes. A trickle of awareness slithered up her spine. 

Where Hualryn’s eyes were playful and mischievous, SaBástienne’s were piercing and calculating. 

Unable to look away from him, she scrambled for something to say, but could think of nothing. 

Slowly, he wet his lips with his tongue, and she was mesmerized by the action. Another shiver of responsiveness shook her, and a heaviness settled into her lower abdomen. Normally, she only experienced that kind of reaction to Hual. Something familiar danced in her mind. She tried to push it away. He reminds me of Hual, of course. That is all it is. 

Nev pried her gaze from his and turned her attention to the meal as conversation went on around her. She ate mechanically, not tasting. 

“Nev... Nevaeh.” 

Hearing her name, she blinked. 

“Are ya all right, lass?” Hual asked. Concern etched his handsome features. 

“Aye?” she questioned. 

“Yor cheeks were bloomin’ with color when you first arrived, and now ya are white as a sheet.” 

“I am fine. Perhaps a tad weary, I suppose.” 

“You and Bástienne both seem as if ya are in need of a wee nap.” Hual and his man resumed their exchange. 

As she listened in, she was shaken to learn that Bástienne and his men had been attacked on their journey to Cairnnon. By all accounts, it had been a brutal assault, and a battle had ensued—although Hual’s sibling did not look the worse for wear. For a man who had troops dying in the barracks, he seemed completely at ease and undisturbed by the violence and inhumanity of it all. 

Though she was absorbed in Hualryn’s version of events, she couldn’t help but continue to compare the brothers. Feature for feature, they were as near as two people could be. Yet their personalities presented a cavern-sized difference. Where Hual was animated and social as he spoke of Bástienne’s feats during the battle, the man himself remained silent, nearly brooding, neither adding to nor crowing about his triumph. 

“Now that we are back together, Bástienne and me, we will be unstoppable. I will assume the title, but we will rule as one. I am a born leader, and Bás, a natural soldier. I will command the castle and its folk, and SaBástienne will defend us.” 

Unable to help herself, Nev slanted her gaze to Bástienne. 

Deliberately, he dipped his index finger into the swirl of honey that sat atop his gruel. He lifted the digit to his generous mouth and sucked at the sticky substance, all the while keeping her engaged. The gesture, coupled with his extreme regard, tripped an image in her memory—her knees over his shoulders, right before he bent his head and kissed her most intimately. It was as if he’d just wrapped his full lips around the tiny nub of nerves between her legs. She suffered a visceral reaction. Her lower body flooded with heat while the rest of her filled with shame. 

Bástienne, pushed his chair out and stood. “If ya will excuse me... sweeting,” he exaggerated the endearment. 

With it hanging between them, he walked away, leaving her no doubt. 

Dear God! It wasn’t Hualryn I lay with last eve. It was SaBástienne!

She gasped. Her cheeks grew hot, her stomach roiled as the realization of what she’d done seeped into her. Nev jumped up from the table and ran from the hall. Hualryn yelled her name behind her. That’s why he’d asked where she’d disappeared to. To him, she’d deserted him. 

Bástienne the Dark was too tame a designation to encompass the immense wickedness of the man!

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The Lustful Possession series is back and still bending all the romance rules! The latest installment takes a medieval twist!

The Lustful Possession Series is back and better than ever, with the re-release of the first three books in this haunting collection of short erotic paranormal stories Meet Me in the Dark, Dark Foursome and as of today, The Fall of Cairnnon Castle.

So far, the first two stories have been contemporary. In this latest installment the Lustful Possession Series takes a sudden medieval twist. I have to say, this story is my favorite, of the series. Romantic suspense/thriller, a love triangle and time-travel, what's not to love! 

This series is a bit different in that it incorporates several different genres, couplings and characters throughout from contemporary to historical time-travel and back again, along with m/f and m/m relationships in the same series — breaking all the romance rules.
 😉 Well a good many of 'em anyway.

Please note, this series is a re-release. The series contains m/f and m/m couplings and cliff-hangers. The installments must be read in order.

There are seven shorts in all. We hope you'll join us for the ride... one more time

Meet Me in the Dark

There’s nothing in the dark that isn’t there in the light…

Crishtin Davenport thought she was attending a simple Halloween event—a good scare to get the blood pumping. But instead she finds her pulse racing over one of the event’s organizers.

Josh Hewes loves nothing more than investigating paranormal activity, but after meeting Crishtin, the only thing he wants to explore is her.

However, getting to know one another takes an unexpected turn when some randy spirits get in on the act. Crish and Josh are inexplicably drawn into a heady web of desire and want nothing more than to possess each other. But they’re not the only ones.


Be careful what you invite in to play…

This series is a re-release 

Warning: This collection of short stories contains m/f and m/m couplings and cliffhangers. Installments must be read in order.

Enjoy a +18 excerpt:

Slowly, Crish came to the realization that Shelley’s spirit was no longer with her and now she hung in aching suspended need, right on the verge of climax with a ghost—a man long dead, balls deep inside her. 

“Crishtin?” he panted, stilling. He sounded confused. 

“Oh, god, Miles, don’t stop.” Crish couldn’t believe what she was asking, but the sensations he’d stoked in her were burning her alive. “Please!” she begged, working her own hips, encouraging him. 

“You feel so good, Crishtin. I love your naked pussy. Skin against skin. Ahhh, I’ve never experienced anything so exquisite. I thought Shelley had shown me everything a man could possibly ever dream of. But this is beyond...” 

His sentence was cut short when Crish pulled him down and planted her lips on his, shutting him up. She didn’t want to hear what he thought. She didn’t want to think at all. This whole experience was bizarre, and the only thing on her mind was mind-blowing bliss.

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Part 2 - Dark Foursome

A foursome takes on a whole new aspect when a fledgling couple comes face to face with the two randy spirits taking over their lives. 

 Who says the more the merrier? 

 Is it possible for the human body to recover from supernatural possession?

 That’s the question Josh Hewes and Crishtin Davenport grapple with daily as they attempt to rid themselves of two long-dead souls who have taken up semi-permanent residence in their hosts, using their corporeal bodies at whim to carry out their sexual pleasures.

 But when Josh jets off to Ireland for a paranormal investigation in one of the most haunted places in Europe, he soon discovers mixing spiritual possession with a malevolently haunted castle can carry grave consequences.

This series is a re-release 

Warning: This collection of short stories contains m/f and m/m couplings and cliffhangers. Installments must be read in order.

Enjoy a +18 excerpt:

All of a sudden, Josh’s nostrils flared, and he pushed her back into the apartment, slamming the door with his foot. 

The next thing Crish knew, she was plastered to the opposite side of it, with Josh nibbling on her neck. 

Just as it had happened at the Allen house, one minute she was about to give him a piece of her mind, and the next, she was nothing more than his willing slave. 

“The things I am going to do to you, my sweet Crishtin,” Josh said, running his tongue up her neck, then nipping at her jaw. It sent goose bumps over her entire body.

He found her lips and treated her to a sweltering kiss. She knew by the fervent full-on assault it was not Josh, but Miles who was piloting this passionate farewell.

“Don’t you think you should give this one to Josh, Miles? He’s the one going away,” Crish suggested between kisses. She wasn’t about to deny herself the pleasure of necking with Miles, despite the guilt that hit her. Dear God, the dead man can kiss.

“To hell with him, he’s the one taking me away from you and Shell for an extended period, and it was also his absurd decision about this intolerable abstinence for the last week.”

“He did? Why?”

“He thinks he can protect you…from me, if he stays away from you.”

“Wait, stop.” Crish grabbed Josh’s chin to stop Miles from kissing her. She couldn’t think when he was overwhelming her with his delicious lips. 

He paused, but returned her stare with unfocused desire in his eyes.
“Do I need protection from you, Miles?”

“No, my love, I would never hurt you.”

“But you’re hurting Shelley by wanting to be with me…more than you want to be with her.”

He smirked. “Is that what you think?”

She waited.

“Open up your mind, sweet-baby. Or better yet, here, close your eyes.” He placed his hand over her lids. “Now remember what it was like the night that Shell and I were married and you were able to channel her but you were still fully aware.”

Once she’d nodded, he continued. “She’s closing you off so that you don’t know. You think I’m the only one trying to make time with you, baby? Na-huh. She’s been makin’ it with Josh. Using your body. You just don’t remember. Take a deep breath and let your mind expand, get to that place where Shelley is, and you’ll find exactly what she and Josh have been up to.”

Doing as he instructed, Crish focused all her attention and was bombarded by a montage of images of Shelley and Josh in every sexual position imaginable and some she didn’t know were possible.

“Ohhh. Oh, Miles.”

“Mmm, now let’s throw a few images of our own into their awareness, shall we?”

Crish swallowed hard, trying to think. “M…muh, maybe I should stay away from you. If Josh thinks it would be in my best interests to avoid you, then maybe for my own good, I should. He knows you and your motives better than I do.”

Crowding her, he treated her to another deep soul-searing kiss that left her knees weak and trembling. When he released her, he even took a step back, so that she had to balance her own weight. 

The bastard knew damn well the affect he had on her. Looking into his deep brown eyes, she didn’t see Josh at all.

“Now,” Miles said in a condescending tone. “We both know you don’t want to do that. You don’t want to stay away from me.” He smoothed his thumb over her jaw. “I can see the desire in your eyes, Crish.”

With little confidence in her words, she countered, “But how do you know it’s not just because I’m attracted to Josh’s physical appearance? I’m seeing him, not you.”

“How do I know? Your breath is shallow. The pulse at the base of your lovely neck”—he leaned in and sucked softly on the tender flesh there, sending a delicious skittering sensation straight to her pussy—“is beating erratically. Don’t tell me it’s his good looks you’re attracted to. Admit it to yourself, my sweet-baby.

“You are just as drawn to me. And I know because I am aware of when he takes you.” His eyes darkened and intensified. “And I know that although you enjoy being with him and yes, he can turn you on, we all know you prefer me.”

“We all know?” Her voice squeaked. “You mean, Josh and Shelley too?”

A cocky smirk was the only verification he gave.

“But for right now…” He pulled a scarf down from the hook on the back of the door. “I don’t want you to see him.” He made to tie the scarf around her head. 

She shook her head, uncertain of his intent. 

“I want to make love to you, Crishtin. And maybe physically, it will be him sheathed inside your beautiful body, but I want to be the only man in your mind.” His tone was so seductive and deep, she bent and acquiesced, allowing him to render her sightless.

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The Fall of Cairnnon Castle

Castle Cairnnon—Perhaps not the gate, but the epicenter of hell.

Neve Brádach had always wanted to work with an internationally renowned team of paranormal investigators, so when a U.S. team decides to explore a famous site in her own backyard, Cairnnon Castle, she does everything she can to secure a place on the team.

One of the most haunted places on earth, Cairnnon Castle is home to one of the most malevolent entities ever documented. Bás a thagann, loosely translated it means simply—death comes. When the enthusiastic American troop descends on Neve’s Irish hills, the last thing they expect to do is rile up the evil within. 

But Bás takes an immediate interest in one of the American investigators and holds him prisoner within the castle, sapping his strength and will. As Neve and the others rush to find a solution, before another good man loses his soul to the malicious elemental, she discovers the secret that might send Bás a thagann to its own permanent hell.

As Neve verbalizes the words that should free Cairnnon from its most evil resident, the castle crumbles around her, leaving her broken, dying and trapped in the belly of the beast. 

Neve is left defenseless to fight it and is forced to suffer a life that is not her own.

Meet the O'Cairnnon's. A fate most do not survive...

This series is a re-release 

Warning: This collection of short stories contains m/f and m/m couplings and cliffhangers. Installments must be read in order.

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Neve Brádach opened her eyes. She was floating outside her body, above herself, looking down through the rubble and ruin that just hours ago had been Cairnnon Castle. Centuries-old stones and debris lay on top of her broken body, but somehow, she managed to see through the layers to her physical form below.

Unbelievably, sadness at her own horrific demise was not her first concern.

“Neve! Neve! We’re coming! Don’t give up! I’ll get you out!” It was Arnie Rollison’s frantic voice. The team-leader and her mentor. The man she’d longed to work with for years was now digging desperately with his bare hands. Unguarded tears ran down his dirty cheeks, leaving trails.

She felt sorry for him. He sounded so adamant, so determined. As if he still had hope. 

There were tons and tons of wreckage. Even if she were still alive—and she wasn’t convinced that she was—they’d never reach her in time.

Neve laid a hand on his shoulder. “Arnie. Stop, my friend.”

His head twitched, as if he’d heard her, and his frenetic actions ceased for a moment. 

“I’m sorry, Neve. I’m so sorry!”

Without warning, she was jerked back inside her body. The pain was dull, not sharp like it had been in the beginning.

Shit! I’m not dead. But I’m goin’ to die in here. I’ve seen the devastation above me. Death was going to be long and arduous. “Come back to me,” she called Death. “Please come and take me.” But as she lay fading in and out of consciousness and time ticked by, she wasn’t sure if she begged Death to claim her permanently or for it to take her again and again as it had earlier. She longed for the carnal bliss that Death could provide. Her body tingled at the memory as the blackness once again enveloped her. 

*

Much later, the heavy equipment continued to dig above her, but she drifted out once more.

The next time she woke, the weight had been lifted from her chest. She opened her eyes, and to her astonishment, she was able to move her arms and legs. She looked down at her limbs.

“What am I wearing?” She let her fingers run over the unfamiliar fabric. “Where am I?” She searched the strange room. She blinked rapidly, confused. Who am I?

Her mind was blank, devoid of all memory.

Noise, like that of a large crowd reached her ears. Gaining her feet, she followed the sound, out of the room and down a hallway.

It seemed like a party. Everyone was in costume. Lit torches in sconces lined the wall, giving the entire area a dreamlike quality.

From nowhere, someone grabbed her. “There ya are. Where have ya been?”

Neve looked up at the man who stared down at her with deep intensity. Unable to stop her reaction, she gasped. He was the most incredible looking man she’d ever laid eyes on. Chiseled, rugged features. Striking, dark eyes. Strong chin. Tall. Muscular. He wore a crisp-looking white linen shirt, baggy trousers, and a blue and green checked sash.

He smiled, obviously sensing her attraction to him.

“Watch that smoulderin’ gaze, my sweet Nevaeh, or I will throw ya over my shoulder, with or without the vows, and take ya to my chambers and ravish ya until ya canna walk.”

Sounds good to me.

“Come. This is our celebration. Let us dance. I want nuthin’ more than to feel ya in my arms.”

He twirled her around and escorted her out onto the ballroom floor.

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The Lustful Possession Series - Parts 1 thru 7, in order

Part 1 - Meet Me in the Dark
(m/f, paranormal, erotic, contemporary, ghosts, possession)

Crishtin Davenport and newbie paranormal investigator, Josh Hewes are drawn into a heady web of desire when two overactive spirits take possession of their unwitting bodies, and use them at their whim.

Part 2 - Dark Foursome
(m/f, paranormal, erotic, contemporary, ghosts, possession)

A foursome takes on a whole new aspect when a fledgling couple comes face to face with the two randy spirits taking over their lives.

Part 3 - The Fall of Cairnnon Castle
(m/f, time-travel, Ireland, historical, paranormal, dark erotic, verging on horror)

A team of paranormal investigators descend on one of the most haunted castles in all of Ireland. One of the renowned international scientists—unearths the secret behind the evil that haunts Cairnnon Castle but before she can divulge her findings, the castle crumbles, trapping her and the elemental, within.

Meet the O'Cairnnon's. A fate most do not survive.

Coming Soon...

Part 4 - Rising From the Darkness
(m/m, paranormal, erotic, contemporary)


Part 5 - Dark Seed
(paranormal, erotic, contemporary, m/f story with m/m interaction)


Part 6 - Bending Darkness
(m/f, paranormal, erotic, time-travel, historical)


The stunning conclusion - Part 7 - Dark Defeat
(paranormal, dark erotic, time-travel, historical, an m/f story with f/f and m/f/f interaction)

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