All my guests are special but Kastil Eavenshade is an extra special one. She and I joined the Evernight Publishing family at the same time about a year ago with our contributions to the Midnight Seduction Halloween anthology in 2011. But before that, we were and still are Scribophile buddies and Penis Sisters (long story I’ll share another time but it’s nothing kinky so don’t get all excited or nothing).
I shall turn over the reins to Ms. Eavenshade at this point to let her tell you herself about her LATEST release from Evernight (because she’s been very busy since that first short story in the Halloween anthology.) Take it away, Kastil!
Back when I became an author at Evernight Publishing, I never thought I’d come this far. Time sometimes throttles me to bits but when NaNo came around, I did a whole bunch of little stories instead of a 50k never to be finished novel.
Thus The Heat of His Kiss was born. I didn’t mean for it to happen. Mandy was a very minor character in Dream Weaver, my contribution to the Midnight Seduction: Manlove edition. She demanded to have her story be told and seduced my muse with gusto. The little whore gave in like he always does (SLUT!). Here’s the premise behind it:
When Mandy Weaver witnesses her fae brethren Justin find his beloved and life mate, her own eternal time clock ticks down to the last seconds. She hasn’t many moon cycles left before her choice to return to the heavens where she belongs is ripped away.
All because of a curse bestowed by Aphrodite and carried out by her son Eros. But Mandy can’t settle for the first man who charms her out of her clothes. If it’s not true love, she will be forced to live among the humans forever with an insatiable need for intimate contact every full moon.
To make matters worse Eros—the god responsible for damning her kind to the moral world—wants her for his own. Can she resist the man who caused her exile or submit to his charms?
A long shadow stretched across the print on the page, taking away her source of light.
“Enjoying the book, Mandy?”
She stiffened at the familiar voice. “Eros.” The word hissed from her throat as she slammed the book shut. Eyes full of fire bore into the God of Love. Mandy cursed inwardly, finally understanding the true nature of the tome in her hand.
Saggito meant ‘arrow’ in Latin.
Standing, her high heels gave her a good view of his crystal blue eyes.
“You planned this, didn’t you? Just one more rub in my face for what you’ve done.” She shoved the book into him. He reached out and snatched her. Only the hardback stood between their bodies touching.
“I always enjoyed your fiery temperament, Meldacaniel.” His finger traced along her jaw.
“Don’t call me that.” Heat rose in her cheeks as her fairy name tumbled from his lips. No matter how much anger she held for him, hearing her namesake in his deep baritone voice sent shivers up her spine. Warmness pooled at her center.
“I hear Justin found his mate.” His breath teased her skin. “You must be thrilled for him.”
She jerked from his grasp. “Bastard.” The grin on his face infuriated her further, and she stomped away. Eros’ power to compel two people to join also coated his scent, giving an erotic charge to her. That he could have so much power didn’t sit well in her stomach. In the fairy realm, she’d have given in to his whims and gladly curled her body close to his. In fact, she had. He molded to her body like no other and brought her to pleasurable heights she had not bathed in since being cursed.
“Damn you.” She seethed and blew out a breath to calm down. Whether she wanted to or not, her boss had put her in charge of this signing. She had to keep it together. Turning, Mandy noted Eros still smiled like a Cheshire cat. She adjusted her lapels and stalked toward him.
Two can play this game, she thought as her hips took a seductive sway. “Mr. Priapus, I have you seated right near the entranceway. May I bring you anything to drink?”
“You already have.” He winked. “Perhaps after this you and I can have a more intimate chat.” His eyes roamed the length of her body.
Her lips pursed into a tight smile, and she leaned in close. Mandy gave a slight moaning breath into his ear. “This isn’t the fae world, Eros. You’ve tasted what I have to offer before but here? Among the humans you cursed us with? I’ll give you nothing.”
“We’ll see about that one, my wild kitten. Keep the claws out. I like a challenge.” Eros glided past her and sat behind the large oak desk.
Mandy’s skin tingled and wetness formed between her legs. It became apparent she couldn’t resist his charms. Once the book signing ended, she’d disappear in the throng of wanting women vying for the egotistical man’s attention and race to her apartment to release the sexual tension with her own hands.
The Heat of His Kiss is part of Evernight’s new shorter length story line, Romance on the Go.