Spellbound: The Awakening
Series: Spellbound #1
Pages: 100
Genre: Paranormal Romance Erotica, Fantasy
Book Description:
Spellbound: The Awakening is not just a Paranormal Romance
Erotica story but also a fantasy story. It has both mystery and suspense as
well as a touch of thriller. Featuring witches, warlocks, and shifters (dragon
shifters). Filled with romance and love. Journey with three cousins as they try
to solve the mystery surrounding the grisly murder of the two brother's
parents. While all this is happening, a new witch who just received her powers
must learn how to use and control her new powers. Meanwhile in the underworld
an evil powerful witch queen who happen to be their aunt plots against them
Excerpt:
“Who was she?” I
wondered to myself as I closed my eyes, breathing in her soft scent that was
now in the air. It was not a strong scent but it was there, enough for me to
catch a whiff of it. Intoxicated by it,
I yearned for her. To feel her soft lips
on my own as I touched her delicate flesh.
To hear her soft whisper in my ear as I hold her in my arms, as I kiss
her deeply. Closing my eyes again, I
imagine her with me now, feeling the heat of her body as I gaze into her
gorgeous eyes.
A blood-curdling scream suddenly shook me back to
reality. It was coming from upstairs,
where my parents’ room was. Quickly, I turned around and sprinted up the stairs
towards the scream. When I had reached the source of the scream, my eyes
widened in disbelief and horror. What met my eyes, was a bloody scene. What was once a white pristine bedroom suite,
was now covered in blood. In the bed,
lay the two bodies: both my mother and
father. They were slaughtered in their sleep. Their maid who was now bawling,
ran into my arms as I held her tightly.
The other maid who had been screaming, fainted from shock. My brother Heath was next to show up, and he
let out a soft gasp at the situation.
The gorgeous beauty in the garden earlier soon showed up
with white roses in her hands. But once she saw the bloody bedroom, she let
them fall to the floor, and her jaw dropped in disbelief. A look of pure horror filled her eyes. I still was unsure of who she was, this
strange woman in my family home. But now
was not the time to ponder about who she was and why she was here. I had to
handle the situation at hand. Looking at
my parents’ bodies, I could tell my father was holding something in his hand.
Slowly I walked over to his side of the bed where he lay facing down. Gently, I
pried his fingers apart.
I removed the bloody object that he was holding onto so
tightly when he was murdered. It was a
golden pendant with the picture of a woman. Looking more closely at it and
wiping the blood off of it, I recognized the woman in the picture as the
gorgeous beauty that was now softly sobbing.
It was her – albeit a younger version.
Looking back at my parents slaughtered bodies, my heart dropped at the
sudden realization of what this all meant. This very tragic event was about to
change the world and my life as I knew it.
I felt a lump in my throat as tears welled up in my eyes. Of all the emotions that now flooded me,
despair was the one that was strongest. My parents were the most powerful Warlock King
& Witch Queen to have ever ruled Eternia, a powerful witch kingdom. Tears of anger flowed down my cheeks as fury
boiled deep inside of me.
“Who would do such a thing?” I said quietly, my voice now
filled with anger and disgust.
In the background, I could hear soft sobs of the maid, who I
still held closely to. My younger
brother Heath softly spoke up, “I do not know but whosoever done this will
surely pay with their own life.” His voice was filled with the anger and fury
that matched my own.
The red-headed beauty slowly walked over to my dead mother’s
body and took her hands, softly. She said, “My dearest Aunt Zaleria” as she
kissed my mother’s bloody hand. Tears running down her cheeks, she then steps
away slowly and looks at me with great sorrow in her eyes. She touches my
shoulder as she walks out of the room. For a brief moment, I could see into her
very soul. I could tell my mother was someone of great importance to her. I felt her sadness deep within my own
body. I felt her deep heartbreak, and it
touched me.
The maid who was bawling in my arms has now calmed down, and
left the room with the other maid who had fainted earlier. It was just my brother and I left alone. We
stood in silence looking at the bodies. Hot tears of anger were now flowing
heavily down both our faces., but something in my peripheral vision caught my
attention. In the far corner of the room was a black raven feather. I walked over to it and slowly picked it up
to study it. A raven feather could only
mean one thing: my Aunt Morgana. A raven feather was always her calling card
and somehow, I got the feeling she had some sort of involvement in the grisly
murder of my parents.
Within moments, our family security was now in the room. The
head security officer was now taking over the scene.
“Your highnesses, we got here as soon as we heard. We are
now investigating this matter. And our deepest condolences to you, for the
deaths of your parents. Should you both ever need anything, we are here for you
24/7. We have also tightened security, and the palace is under lockdown till
further notice. No one is allowed to leave or enter unless it is a true
emergency.”
“Thank you, Mr. Blackthorn. Please keep us both up to date
on anything and everything that you find out. I will also be looking into this
myself.” I said.
My brother and I left the room so that the palace security
could do their job and we headed towards our father’s study. As we headed down the hall, we heard someone
called out to us from a distance. It was the red-headed girl. The mysterious woman who had addressed my
mother as her aunt.
“I am sorry your royal highnesses, but I must speak with you
immediately”
Agitated, my brother eyed her suspiciously. “What is this
about and who are you?” he asked.
I was shocked by my brother’s behavior toward the young
lady. Despite all that has just happened, I had not forgotten how to treat
others with respect. My brother on the other hand tends to forget such things
in matters such as these.
“I am your distant cousin Lavinia St. Germaine. I am of
royal blood, from the kingdom of Lunar
Crest
Nocturnia: Her Dark Angel of the Night
Series: Nocturnia #1
Author: Scerina Elizabeth
Pages: 55
Genre: Paranormal Romance Erotica
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Book Description
Scerina Johnson's world is flipped upside down when a mysterious man enters her life. At first he haunts her in her dreams only to find out he is indeed real and not only that, her guardian angel sent to watch over her and protect her.
But soon these two find themselves head over heels before they even realize what is actually going on as their love for one another grows all the more stronger and deeper with each passing moment. She wonders where has he been all her life since he has been watching over from the moment that she was born. A man like this is a "Once In A Lifetime Kind Of Man" who happens to be a fallen angel who is a Vampire Prince from another world.
But things are not so easy for them as his evil twin brother has evil plans for her and anyone who is close and dear to her. Their love is forbidden but they are destined to be together to save mankind as well as protect mankind.
Excerpt:
" He whispered in my ears, "I have been watching over you, your entire life and have fallen madly and deeply in love with you my sweet love. You are unlike any other I have ever met. You are so precious and so beautiful." As he gazed deeply into my eyes, I saw an intensity within his own, filled with such passion and desire. Lowering his head, he kissed me deeply while he removed my nightgown and panties. He then removed his own clothes, those piercing blue eyes of his feasting on my beautiful, curvaceous naked body.
He crawled back onto the bed to gaze into my eyes and whisper. "You have no idea how much I love you, Scerina my love. You not only have my heart but my soul as well” As his tongue slipped into my mouth, he entered me slowly and began to thrust deeply, I wrapped my legs around his waist and his hands gripped them to slide them higher.
He thrust deeply, hitting my womb with each intense thrust, making me cry out softly in pure pleasure and delight. Lowering his head, he gazed down at my breasts. He dragged his tongue across my hard, throbbing nipples, tasting the sweetness on them, flicking lightly at them, making them even harder and larger. He sank his fangs into their thickness and licked at the blood that flowed from them. He sucked on them, gently tugging on them. He lightly flicks my swollen, throbbing clit, and he thrusts deeper and slower. "
About the Author:
Scerina Elizabeth is a North American of Jamaican descent who lives in the New England region of the United States of America. She is a new, up and coming author who enjoys writing Paranormal Romance and Paranormal Erotica stories as well as Poetry. She also enjoys reading Paranormal Romance & Paranormal Erotica stories. Her favorite books include but are by no means limited to: Anne Rice’s “Vampire Chronicles” series, Bella Forrest’s “Shade Of Vampire” series, E.M. Knight’s “Vampire Gift” series, Terry Bolryder’s “Rent-A-Dragon” series, and Stacy Claflin’s “Transformed” series. Her favorite authors are: Anne Rice, Stephen King, Bella Forrest, E.M. Knight, Terry Bolryder, and Stacy Clafflin.
She also enjoys meeting new people, especially her fans, as well as making new friends and photography. She is a very down-to-earth woman who is fiercely protective of those near and dear to her heart.
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