No, please --#weekendwritingwarriors #sexysnippets from my WIP Alpha Protectors 3 #paranormal #romance

Happy Sunday, lovelies! 

Apologies because last week I didn't have a chance to visit all of your wonderful posts. I-m going to aim to do better this week! 

In today's snippet, I'm going to leave you with the intrigue about what the demon was laughing about and I'm going to jump a few paragraphs into the story. To give you a bit of context, Max and his colleagues are still immersed in Lust's world and Max has been told to wait outside because he's seen something traumatic.

 

  Enjoy!

XOXO,

Elyzabeth

*Some creative punctuation has taken place to adjust to guidelines

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Turning his back on the commotion, he walked a few feet down the hall and leaned against the wall. Thankful for the cool stone against his blazing flesh, he shut his eyes and focused on his breathing. Little by little, the sounds around him evaporated. The warrior cries of his brothers in arms dimmed. The screeches of the Inferum and the human’s whose dreams had become nightmares, quieted. All of it became replaced by the soothing swoosh of his lungs filling with oxygen, the steady rhythm of his pulse and the pleasant chime of female laughter.

Max’s eyes snapped open and he immediately moved into a fighter’s stance, glancing left and right he searched for the source of the sound. The flames on the brackets flickered and danced with the shadows but not a soul was in sight. Goosebumps rose on his flesh.

“No, please.”

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Reine's Salvation

Alpha Protectors, 1

He’s the kind of man her mother warned her to steer clear from...

Mystique is happy with her current life, but for years she's struggled on a path of self-destruction. She knows she shouldn't get involved with the brooding hunk at the bar, but how can she stay away when his sorrowful gaze is so compelling?

Reine has lost everything: his wife, his friends, his ability to fight, and his identity as an Alpha Protector. There's nothing left for him except a world of anger and bitterness. At least, that’s what he believes until he meets an intrepid waitress. 


The attraction between them is immediate, but while Reine can’t let go of his past, Mystique is not willing to return to hers. With darkness constantly closing in, will they find a way to be together? Or, will Reine's behavior destroy their future?


Available at:
Evernight Publishing
All Romance Ebooks
Amazon.com
Amazon.uk
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Seamus's Mate

Alpha Protectors, 2

Kaila is His. His Mate. Forever. 

When Seamus discovers Kaila is in danger he sets out to save her. He couldn’t care less that she doesn’t want him there. His objective in life is to love and protect her. Besides, she might refuse to be with him, but her body knows better. With both their lives on the line, she can’t say no to his aid, can she? 


For years, she has ignored her feelings. 

Kaila’s mission was supposed to be easy: enter the demon’s lair and save her sister. Then, he came along. For close to twenty years she has been fighting against the mating pull. She has avoided Seamus at all costs, but now they’re both trapped in hell and she has nowhere to run, except, maybe, into his arms.

Available at:
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Amazon.com
Amazon.uk
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and more!

You guys should come here --#weekendwritingwarriors #sexysnippets from my WIP Alpha Protectors 3 #paranormal #romance

Happy Sunday, everyone! 
Last week I left you with the phrase "do it." But do what? That's what I'm sharing in this snippet. And, although these snippets are not very romantic or sexy, this is a paranormal romance, but all in due time. ;-) 

Enjoy!

Elyzabeth

*Some creative punctuation has taken place to adjust to guidelines

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Max advanced, to his surprise, the Inferum didn’t retreat. Bending his right knee at a ninety degree angle, he stretched his back leg and used the momentum to impale the creature. The demon grunted. It glanced down at the weapon protruding from its center, then at the man on the cross. A hoarse cackle erupted from its lips tailed by a trickle of blood. With a guttural roar, Max withdrew his blade. The Inferum toppled to the side and seconds later, it vanished.

“What the hell?” Ethan murmured. “I don’t think I’d ever seen an Inferum laugh at the face of death.”

“I don’t think that’s what he was laughing about. You guys should come here.” 

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Reine's Salvation

Alpha Protectors, 1

He’s the kind of man her mother warned her to steer clear from...

Mystique is happy with her current life, but for years she's struggled on a path of self-destruction. She knows she shouldn't get involved with the brooding hunk at the bar, but how can she stay away when his sorrowful gaze is so compelling?

Reine has lost everything: his wife, his friends, his ability to fight, and his identity as an Alpha Protector. There's nothing left for him except a world of anger and bitterness. At least, that’s what he believes until he meets an intrepid waitress. 


The attraction between them is immediate, but while Reine can’t let go of his past, Mystique is not willing to return to hers. With darkness constantly closing in, will they find a way to be together? Or, will Reine's behavior destroy their future?


Available at:
Evernight Publishing
All Romance Ebooks
Amazon.com
Amazon.uk
Bookstrand
and more!

Seamus's Mate

Alpha Protectors, 2

Kaila is His. His Mate. Forever. 

When Seamus discovers Kaila is in danger he sets out to save her. He couldn’t care less that she doesn’t want him there. His objective in life is to love and protect her. Besides, she might refuse to be with him, but her body knows better. With both their lives on the line, she can’t say no to his aid, can she? 


For years, she has ignored her feelings. 

Kaila’s mission was supposed to be easy: enter the demon’s lair and save her sister. Then, he came along. For close to twenty years she has been fighting against the mating pull. She has avoided Seamus at all costs, but now they’re both trapped in hell and she has nowhere to run, except, maybe, into his arms.

Available at:
Evernight Publishing
Amazon.com
Amazon.uk
Bookstrand
and more!

Eva— #midweektease from Alpha Protectors 3 #paranormal #romance

Happy Hump day, everyone!

Today I'm sharing another tease form my current WIP, book 3 in the Alpha Protectors series. 

If you remember, Max and his colleagues are at Lust's horrible realm. I've skipped ahead to offer you today's snippet. Max has been separated from the other's and is drawn into another room....

 Enjoy! 

Elyzabeth 

Stunned, Max stared after his colleagues, until another push from Killian set him in motion.

Turning his back on the commotion, he walked a few feet down the hall and leaned against the wall. Thankful for the cool stone against his blazing flesh, he shut his eyes and focused on his breathing. Little by little, the sounds around him evaporated. The warrior cries of his brothers in arms dimmed. The screeches of the Inferum and the human’s whose dreams had become nightmares, quieted. All of it became replaced by the soothing swoosh of his lungs filling with oxygen, the steady rhythm of his pulse and the pleasant chime of female laughter.

Max’s eyes snapped open and he immediately moved into a fighter’s stance. Glancing left and right he searched for the source of the sound. The flames on the brackets flickered and danced with the shadows but not a soul was in sight. Goosebumps rose on his flesh.

“No, please.”

A ball of ice hit him in the gut, spreading throughout his limbs. He had to have heard wrong. No one spoke in Lust’s realm, but if they did, it was dirty talk and encouraging words, not a hoarse cry for mercy.

“No, please, stop.”

Max veered around. The spot he’d been leaning on was gone, replaced by a door. He held his breath.

“No, don’t make me. I’m begging you.”

The woman’s voice cracked. The miserable sob which came from within the room tore at him, breaking his soul into a million fragments. Whoever was in there couldn’t be dreaming. They had to be conscious and clearly in distress.

“No.”

He couldn’t stand out here waiting any longer while an innocent suffered needlessly. Aiming a steady kick at the door, he threw it open and barged inside, sword at the ready.

His stomach revolted. He swallowed hard, in an attempt to keep the contents of his stomach. Taking position in the corner of the room where he could control everything, Max took stock.

Bright blood painted white washed walls. The victim appeared to be a slightly overweight man in his fifties. He lay naked on a king sized mattress in the center of the room and his chest rose and fell rhythmically as if asleep. However, the sheets were stained red and more blood seeped from an open wound in his thorax. His erection rested against his stomach, glistening with juices.

Max swept his gaze around the room, searching for the source of the pleading voice.

A woman emerged from the darkness on the other side of the bed. Max stared. Her pale flesh was flawless. Full, round breasts with dusky nipples made his mouth water. He dipped his gaze, following the trim line of her waist, to her wide hips and firm legs. Her pubis shimmered with sexual dew. Max’s cock twitched. He breathed hard through his nose and forced himself to look at her face. Her full lips quirked into a smile, beckoning him to kiss her and her eyes, a hypnotic blue, invited him to come closer.

“Were you,” he started. He cleared his throat. “Were you crying for help?”

The man on the bed groaned and Max turned to him. He blinked, refocusing his gaze. Heat swept through him, lashing him awake.

“Succubus,” he roared. “What have you done?”

The demon laughed and he recognized the sound from earlier.

“Me?” She flashed him a smile. “That wasn’t me, it was her,” she said pointing to the darkest corner of the room. Max squinted. His jaw dropped. Crouched on the floor, a woman wept. Her dark hair hung around her face, hiding her features from him, but not the drops of blood which clung to her like raindrops to leaves.

“Eva,” the succubus said. “Don’t be rude and greet our guest.”

“No, please.”

Recognizing the voice from earlier, Max’s heart tripled its beat. She needed him.

“Eva,” he said softly.