‘Today, I found out the difference between a Jelvia and a human.’ #novelines #erotic #fiction #supernatural #spanking #nsfw #LPRTG #SSRTG #EARTG

‘Today, I found out the difference between a Jelvia and a human.’

Macy Shaw is a Human—at odds with the world since her mother was murdered and burns with injustice at the world she sees around her. She’s a celebrity journalist and is tired of listening to shallow stories of the rich and famous. She wants a juicier story.

Narcifer is a Jelvia—a venomous warrior whose species see themselves as a slayer of Human criminals, but those Human criminals receive no jury or court case. They are just killed. Narcifer only knows that if he doesn’t kill criminals, he’ll kill innocents. The killing is a need. A want.

While the rest of the world sees the Jelvias as dangerous and in need of controlling, Macy sees them as heroes and decides to try and interview one for an article she wants to write.

She meets Narcifer.

Unfortunately, her boss and Narcifer’s boss have history.

And in a world which is against them, these star-crossed lovers find themselves unsure on who to trust.

Contains mature themes.

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Jeliva: Not Human #1

HOLDING OUT FOR A HERO

Excerpt from chapter one 

Macy stared at the unmoving, crouching shadow on the roof, and felt it stare back at her. The moonlight caught its reflective eyes and the gaze pierced right through her. The Jelvia rose until he was standing. The wind tugged at his coat, making him appear even more outlandish.

He turned, superhumanly fast, and jumped from the roof of the shop to land on the roof of the next building. He made no sound. And then he was gone from sight. Macy was freaked out. It was dark, her friend had been attacked, and someone had died. She scrambled inside her car. She closed the door and dug in her pocket for the keys, but her car shuddered, and Macy’s head snapped up in alarm. The Jelvia was standing in front of her car, hands on the bonnet as if to prevent it from moving. He leaned in to peer through the windscreen.

Macy began another frantic search of her pockets for the car keys as he took one hand off the bonnet and beckoned her out of her car.

Macy shook her head.

The Jelvia cocked his head at her as if regarding her. The black eyes, already shadowed by the night, appeared to be empty black orbs in the Jelvia’s skull.

He dangled her car keys in front of her.

Macy stared into eyes that were nothing but complete darkness and felt a shiver trickle down her spine. She’d never been this close to a Jelvia before and could finally appreciate the words of those who encountered them: It wasn’t only their eyes that were black, their whole being was as well.

As she looked into those eyes, it really did feel as if his soul was enveloped in darkness. She waited for the feeling of intense terror that people were said to feel, but none came. Logic told her his venom could pierce through the windscreen and kill her where she sat, and she should be scared, yet scared wasn’t an adjective she could use.

She felt… electrified.

Maybe it was fear playing with her senses.

The Jelvia was big and wore the typical Jelvian dress of a knee-length, bulletproof, black coat. Given his size, he didn’t look like he should be able to move as quickly as he had done on the shop roof. But she knew from her research of the Jelvian species that they were incredibly light on their feet, had amazingly sharp reflexes and coordination. They were superhuman.

He continued to dangle the keys from his fingers, and Macy opened the door and exited slowly. She stood before him with her hand outstretched to receive the car keys she must have dropped rushing after the man walking the dog.

‘Please, can I…?’ she asked.

The Jelvia stepped towards her. As he moved, his face came out of the shadow, and she was able to see him clearly. She was transfixed not only by his beauty, but because she’d seen that face so many times in the newspaper recently, due to her own research of Mardle and Becks murders, and she was sure that this was the Jelvia who had killed both men.

The police van behind her started up, and the Jelvia looked over her head towards the vehicle. Macy turned to watch as it moved off in the opposite direction. When she looked back, his eyes were on her, and his gaze was all-consuming as if he were drinking her in.

Everything had happened in an instant, and she still had her hand out for the keys. He placed them in her upturned hand gently and closed her fingers around them. His big hand lingered over hers.

The instant he touched her, her nerves became electrified, and the way he became still told her he’d felt the sensation as well.

Macy wanted nothing more than to step into those big arms. Her brain was yelling caution, but everything else was submitting to this man—this Jelvia.

She looked down at their hands. He had begun to trace an imaginary circle at the base of her wrist with his thumb, and the touch sent tingles through her body.

Then he leaned in until his breath stroked her face. Macy held her breath, certain he was about to kiss her.

And certain that she wanted him to.

A large hand cupped her cheek, and she opened her eyes, embarrassed that she’d had them closed. She stared up at him, then his other hand rose until her face was held in his hands.

He frowned, and she could see in his expression that she’d surprised him. Most humans would have been terrified.

His eyes dropped to her mouth. His face was so close she could see the pupils in his all-black eyes. Then he lowered further and touched his lips against hers—and all embarrassment vanished. The taste of his lips was more than she had bargained for and, beyond her comprehension, her body melded to his with a sigh.

As if under a spell, Macy raised her hands to hold his in place around her face, and parted her lips. She could hear the sound of her own shallow breath, could hear his as he plundered her mouth.

His hands left her face, and one cupped the back of her head, while the other pulled her closer still. She felt his hard body against hers, felt his arousal and wanted to touch it. His hot mouth moved over hers; his tongue thrust inside her mouth, and she knew, now that she’d had a taste of him, she’d never have enough.

Macy’s fingers twined in his hair. Desire licked through her, ripening her body.

She felt the cold exterior of her car behind her as she was shoved up against it. A hand pressed against her breast and her nipples hardened against his touch. She was beginning to think that he was going to take her there and then, and was almost certain that she wanted him to.

Her hand moved down his body, towards the erection pressing at the fabric of his trousers. It filled her hand.

He stepped away from her. She was breathing rapidly, stupefied as she looked up at him.

His hand reached out, and his fingers trailed a hot path down her throat. The hand splayed, the smallest finger disappearing into the neck of her tee-shirt, touching the swell of her breast. She felt herself pressing into his hand, but he didn’t move further, and then she realised he was feeling the vibration of her erratic heartbeat.

Feeling his gaze on her, she raised her eyes. He took his hand away, then he did something she’d not expected him to do. He grinned. A cock-sure grin, complete with dimples.

Macy found herself grinning back.

Then he bent and opened her car door. And reluctantly, she slipped inside, and he closed the door on her. Only when she was safely inside did the Jelvia turn and walk away.

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For sci-fi romance lovers everywhere – Eden: ‘Before you give yourself to him, ask yourself what he did to become the last survivor of his race?’ #novellines @AmazngEbooks

EDEN

Imagine yourself stranded alone with no communication means.

You’ve no shelter or food. Now imagine that place is another planet.

Then imagine you're not so alone after all... 

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HUNTED

(CONCLUDING PART TO EDEN)

As the only survivors, they rely only on one another. 

But events remind Jenny that the man she gave everything up for isn’t human, and the place she calls home, isn't Earth - the concluding part to Eden: Hunted

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You said you wanted more...

You got more!

HOLDING OUT FOR A HERO

and writing under the name of

T. E Kessler

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What is your perfect man wasn't human?

Jelvias have lived alongside humans since time began—or that’s what mankind once thought. Now they are waking up to the invisible technology that had fogged their brains.

Beasts. Devil spawn. Aliens. Venomous… are the words used to describe Jelvias. They execute criminals and judge beyond redemption.

Macy Shaw wants to prove there's more to Jelvias than violent murderers but no one will listen to a small-time celebrity reporter such as her—then she catches the eye of her boss and he gives her the job of a lifetime:

Narcifer, the Jelvian Lothario, woo him, seduce him, get a story.

Macy will do anything to get that story...even if it risks losing her life.

She didn't bank on losing her heart.

Book by T. E Kessler contain adult material and therefore recommended for the over 18 age group only.

For anyone (as long as they aren’t ginger) - A Proper Charlie - #99cents #romcom #novel A lol kind of book!

The funniest sex scene ever!

‘Is it in?’ she asked.

Half price British romantic comedy all through March!

99 cents!

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Charlotte (Charlie) Wallis dreams of being a journalist and being part of a family unit. Life hasn’t been easy for her—born to a junkie mother and brought up in a children’s home—she craves a family life, but her current boyfriend has palpitations at the mention of commitment, and Charlie’s beginning to believe she’s going to be the office gofer forever.

Then she hears of a possible Jack the Ripper style story, which has London in its gruesome grip. Bodies aren’t showing up even though prostitutes are going missing at a rate of one a month, and the police are stumped.

Without telling anyone, Charlie dons her best fishnet stockings and hits the streets pretending to be a prostitute in the aid of securing a story to further her career.

But seeing her new boss, Ben Middleton, kerb crawling was the last thing she expected.

Then Ben lets her into his secret, and she not only becomes part of the ‘Jack the Ripper’ story, she finds herself the starring role!

Romcom at its craziest, funniest and British-iest.

Like an #alphamale? Check out Eden and its sequel Hunted in this #scifi romance

Imagine yourself stranded. No way of communicating, no shelter. No food. Now imagine that place is another planet. Then you realise you're not alone...

Astronaut Jenny found herself abandoned on Eden after a miscommunication failure with her crew. From 2056 where technology ruled and hard work was left to robots, she was forced to go back to basics and live a pre-historic life.

Unfortunately, a lone alien had crash-landed previously and was already living such a life.

Bad news for Jenny. Good news for him.

Eden begs the simple question:

How far would you go to survive? 

 

Eden #1 | Hunted #2

Author note:

Eden can be read as a stand alone novel, however, Hunted follows on from Eden so needs to be read after Eden.

The dark side of chick lit #romcom

Have you ever wondered if your dreams are trying to tell you something?

But what if your dreams are so terrifying that you'd rather not know the answer?

Valerie Anthrope's dreams are definitely trying to tell her something that she'd rather not know. And strangely, the dreams are stronger when people get close to her.

The result: she avoids human contact where possible.

But love has an annoying little habit of creeping up when you least expect it.

Dare she step out into the world and live again?

Lex Kendal is a spoilt, rich playboy. His world is fast cars and glamourous women. Women crave his affections--and money. Valerie tells herself she's too vulnerable for Lex's 'love 'em and leave 'em' motto.

But is Valerie going to listen to her heart...
or are her dreams going to become their nightmare?

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Remember your first love?

The story behind Eden

It is just writers or people in general who have fantasies? Not the sexual fetishes type of fantasies but daydreams where you're a person with magical powers or a person who is up against adversity and has a struggle to survive. Or maybe you're not that person at all. You're a 'viewer' of your fantasy and dreaming of a mythical person/creature... or this person is an alien...

Yup, that's Fly, my 'dream man' from Eden and Hunted.

He's been with me for years and years and to begin with he wasn't an alien (I know, palpitations!) but a horse! A horse who could change into a human, a horse who was untrainable and was about to be put down.

Look, I was nine years old!

But there is Fly's humble beginning.

I moved into my teens and my daydreaming became more defined and I asked myself how did Fly turn himself into a human. That's where the alien idea began to blossom, and instead of just daydreaming about him I began to write.

His first story is all hand-written in notebooks (still got them somewhere) and he wasn't even the main star of the show. I made him pretty much the baddy of the book--someone like the Incredible Hulk who was big, dangerous and misunderstood... although he wasn't green. And yes, I loved the early episodes of the Incredible Hulk. The movie killed it, but I digress.

It's funny because as I look back, Fly was always older than me, but now, as I reach a grand old age of forty (can't spell fifty), he's suddenly younger than me. I've out aged my dream man!

But Fly will always be there for me.

My first love.

Eden and Hunted are available in all digital bookstores and now as paperbacks.

Happy reading!

Eden

One injured, one insane, the other an alien. Which man should Jenny trust? They all want her for themselves.
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Hunted (Eden book 2)
As the only survivors, they rely on one another. But he isn’t human and the place she calls home, isn't Earth.
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More from Louise Wise:
http://stacyclaflin.com/2013/11/13/author-interview-louise-wise/
http://blog.pauldorset.com/2013/06/author-interview-louise-wise.html
https://areadersreviewblog.com/2012/11/08/eden-by-louise-wise/
https://janruthblog.wordpress.com/?s=louise+wise

Eden and its concluding part Hunted

Excerpt from the book EDEN

 

She started, her eyes flaring wide. The noise she heard echoed up the corridor. With her nerve failing, she jumped to her feet, allowing the broken appliance to fall to the floor. She could already hear heavy footsteps pounding up the corridor as she dashed across to the lobby.

At the exit, she slipped in a puddle of animal blood and fell, sprawling, to the ground. She began to scramble out of the doorway on her stomach, but her ankles were seized and she was whipped backwards at speed.

She was abruptly released, but the momentum caused her to roll until she hit the opposite wall. She lowered her hands, which had instinctively risen to shield her head against the impact, and peered fearfully at her attacker.

His feet, bare and soiled, were planted wide apart, and his naked chest was rising and falling rapidly. He threw something and she covered her head again. The crushed bottle caught her on the back of the hand. She stifled a shocked cry, and peered through her fingers at the alien, her stomach rolling and twisting like waves.

He reeled off a string of words, and she flinched at the tone. He bent towards her and she tried to hide within the wall, but she was lifted by the front of her suit and hung, like a ragdoll, from his hands. Her chin began to tremble.

She was deflated; all fight had fled her body.

‘I’m sorry.’ Tears fell in an endless rush. ‘I thought you’d gone. I thought you were on Taurus. Th-that’s w-why I drank it.’

She was shaken roughly, her head rocking on her shoulders, and then dropped. The instant she hit the floor she curled into the foetal position, with her arms covering her head.

Her senses were acute to sound, and her brain nagged her to flee, but she remained motionless. The old, old trick: play dead. It was miraculous how prehistoric instincts had quickly reasserted their position in her life.

Finally, the bare feet walked away. But she remained in a curled ball, the dismembered animal her neighbour, and wondered if the quality of her life would be worth the struggle to survive.

 EDEN

Fly was an unwilling experiment; Jenny was marooned. 

Both were destined to meet.

Eden book #1

 Excerpt from the book HUNTED

A honnard ran into her line of vision, he was followed by a Jelvia who looped a chain around its neck. He whooped with delight as the caveman fell to the ground. Another Jelvia jumped off a strange-looking creature that looked like a cross between a short-necked giraffe and a horse, and hit a panicking native across the back of the head with a stick. The ‘stick’ had a loop over one end, and when the honnard fell to the floor, the loop was slipped over its head. Another Jelvia ran past, kicking over a carefully arranged stockpile of wood and rocks. He disappeared from view, but another jumped down from the ledge above the mouth of the cave where Jenny was hiding, making her start. He ran forwards and scattered a group of honnards. Jenny saw Zack run out of the trees, his spear aloft, teeth bared. He threw it, and dived to one side as a Jelvia spat. Jenny couldn’t be sure if he’d been hit or not. But a Jelvia lay on the ground clearly dead with a spear sticking out of his chest.

There were lots of yelling and howling, and there was no doubt in Jenny’s mind that these Jelvias had captured Fly—or killed him.

‘Look at this!’ someone shouted, and Jenny saw a Jelvia take the small effigy of her from a tree. ‘The prims believe in her!’

‘There are loads of them,’ someone else said. ‘The prims believe in her.’ The gap she was peering through darkened as the Jelvia pulled the stick doll from above the cave’s entrance.

This close Jenny could only see the lower half of his legs. Another Jelvia joined the one outside her cave and the doll was either dropped or thrown to the ground.

A heel crushed it into the dust, making her believe it was the latter. ‘Utter rubbish,’ the perpetrator said. ‘How many prims have we got?’

‘Four.’

‘That all? Where’s the others?’

‘They ran into the forest!’ someone said. ‘We came in too hard! They’ve run.’

The grinder of the doll swore, and his legs moved away. Then it was over. They left behind their destruction and moved off to find more unsuspecting prisoners. Jenny lowered her head into her arms. How many Jelvias had there been? It was hard to tell, but how could she, a lone woman, fight them and rescue her man?

 

 HUNTED

Odd events remind her that the man she gave everything up for isn’t human. Eden returns with its conclusion in Hunted

Hunted Book #2