A Love for All Nights

A Love for All Nights

Jessica Coulter Smith

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A creature of the night, Carson has clung to the shadows, feeding to stay alive but not feeling anything. Until she came along... The moment he sets eyes on Alexa he knows who she is. His perfect match, his eternal love. The love of his life may illustrate children's books for a living, but he knows that in bed she'll be wild. He can't wait to taste her, to lose himself in her - if she'll have him.
PUBLISHED BY: Wild Horse Press
CATEGORIES: Romantic Fiction, Erotica, Free Romance Books, Vampires / Werewolves
KEYWORDS: vampires, erotic romance, erotica, eternal love

EBOOKS BY Wild Horse Press

EBOOKS BY Jessica Coulter Smith

COPYRIGHT Jessica Coulter Smith/2009

The blood flowed like honey, thick and sweet, as it slid down Carson’s throat. When he had first been changed, he had abhorred the idea of drinking blood from someone. Now it was second nature, a necessity, one which he enjoyed. Pulling his fangs from the woman’s neck, he licked her wounds, closing them. She was a pretty morsel, blonde haired and blue eyed, like a little china doll. He couldn’t remember her name, only that she had been all too willing to follow him. Had she realized that he had something other than a night of passionate, sweaty sex in mind, she would have run the other way. Thankfully, vampires were still just a thing of legend, of nightmares and horror movies.

As Carson sent the woman on her way, with the thought that she hadn’t left the bar with him, had simply gone for a walk by herself, he turned and headed down the street. It was almost Halloween. The shops were filled with costumes, candy, and decorations. If only the stupid humans realized that a good portion of what they pretended to be one night out of the year truly existed, things would certainly change. No longer would people idolize werewolves, vampires, ghosts, and demons. No, instead they would run from them, just as his victim’s would run if he didn’t have the power to plant suggestions in their sponge-like minds.

Shoving his hands deep into his pockets, he strolled down the streets, cloaked in fog and darkness. His blond hair shone brightly under the street lamps, his pale features like a beacon in the night. His blue eyes scanned the darkness. Having fed, he needn’t search for prey any longer, but he did need to be certain he didn’t become prey. While the humans typically let vampires remain in the world of make-believe, there were a select few who knew of their existence… the hunters. Carson hadn’t seen a hunter in a decade or more, but he knew they were still out there, still hunting, trying to rid the earth of monsters like him; except he didn’t feel like a monster. Yet, he didn’t exactly feel like a man anymore either. He wasn’t quite certain what category he fit into these days.


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