Bitter Harvest
(October 2007)
ISBN 1-59426-931-9
Paranormal Romance/Horror
Price: $3
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What would you do for love?
How hard would you fight to hold on?

When Claire Ballard first sets eyes on Jack Tanner, she knows he’s the man she’s been waiting for her entire life. Their life together is like a fairytale, until the unexpected happens and tears them apart… but not forever.

Jack has longed to return to his wife Claire after so long an absence, and he has sworn revenge on the man who ruined his life. With the help of a magical book, both the couple’s reunion and his vengeance are at hand, but at a terrible price. Is their love strong enough to defeat an ancient evil?

Length: Photon (over 20K words)
Rating: 5 Novas (Scenes of explicit sex, graphic violence & torture)

Excerpt (Rated NC-17):

She rushed towards him, her heart in her throat. “Jack?”

He was lying in a fetal position on the ground, curled into a ball. Reborn.

She touched him and was greeted by warm skin. The plants had torn off his burial suit, and he was as naked as she. “Jack, baby, please answer me.”

Jack opened his eyes, the brilliant orbs shining as if the events of March 15th had never happened. He blinked at the sight of her, and smiled widely in recognition. He didn’t speak, but it didn’t matter to Claire. Her husband was back in her arms.

Her voice was strained. “I love you so much, baby. I can’t believe it worked…”

Claire hungrily kissed his mouth. She didn’t want to talk anymore; she had spent the past seven months aching for him physically as well as emotionally, and she desperately wanted to make up for lost time. She was the initiator, seducing him while Jack allowed himself to be taken.

Slowly, she rolled her tongue over his closed lips, pressing gently with the tip until he opened for her. She entered his mouth, circling his tongue with hers. Jack withdrew slightly, playing hide-and-seek. In response, Claire lightly traced patterns on the roof of his mouth before capturing his lower lip between hers, sucking it.

Jack moaned at the contact, and Claire smiled as she broke the kiss. She moved to his neck and trailed kisses along his collarbone, her teeth gently scoring the skin. He swallowed hard at the sensation, his adam’s apple bobbing with the movement.

She affected him, and he responded to her; it was all she needed.

Claire whispered to him as her lips trailed down his chest. “I missed you.”

His strong hand came up to cradle her head as she reached a dusky male nipple, swirling her tongue around it in greeting before biting it softly. Jack’s hand tightened in her hair, encouraging her. She lavished the same attention to its twin, delighted to feel the rapid pounding of his heart beneath her cheek.

She caressed his taut abdomen with her hands, pausing when she felt the jagged scars under her fingertips. She slid down his body for a closer look, tracing the lines left behind after the Messengers repaired the damage. Claire bent her head and tenderly kissed each scar before looking up at Jack. Still silent, he watched her with eyes that expressed great emotion. Perhaps he too was thinking of that night.

Then she grasped his penis with her hands and he ceased thinking at all; she rubbed her lips against the throbbing head, her tongue darting out for a taste of the delicious essence that had already begun to seep from him.

God, how she had missed this.

Jack’s harsh groan of pleasure echoed off the surrounding tombstones, and he stroked her face as she worshipped his cock with her mouth. She drew imaginary hearts on the sensitive skin of his inner thighs with her nails as she flicked her tongue on his scrotum, using her lips to gently tug at the skin.

She buried her face between his legs, loving the masculine scent of him. She wanted to smell it forever, but she had a more pressing need that had to be addressed.

Claire took him into her mouth, moving her tongue around the shaft as she sucked him. Jack looked down and moaned at the sight of her lips wrapped around his cock, her cheeks hollowing with the suction. The head of his penis nudged the back of her throat, and he grit his teeth at the exquisite feeling. She teased his corona with the tip of her tongue as she deep throated him, and he arched up to her.

Jack’s voice was hoarse when he finally managed to speak.

“Ride me.”

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