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Crimson Desires: An Erotic Vampire Anthology
Releases October 25th 2014
Publisher: Lyrical Lit. Publishing


*****Warning: This book contains blood, sex, and vampires doing naughty things only mature audiences should read.*****

10 steamy Vampire stories in one erotic multi-author bundle to set your nights on fire. Vampires have never been sexier…

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GOODNIGHT SAM by Inger Iversen ~ The tragic history of Sam and Hope, who have existed as vampires since the eighteenth century. Sam has grown weary of the new world along with the escalating conflicts of his kind and wishes to attain peace in what is know as ‘the true death’, while Hope desperately desires to pursue a more fulfilling life together.

ONE NIGHT WITH A VAMPIRE by Rozlyn Sparks ~ Sometimes the only way to forget the pain of a broken heart is to get back in the saddle. At least that is how Daphne’s friends see it. And since Daphne isn’t showing any signs of letting that happen, they take it into their own hands. Blindfolded, Daphne is whisked away to the famed, House of Immortal Pleasures, a vampire-run Brothel in Pahrump, Nevada, for a night of fun to exorcise her demons of boyfriends gone bad..

ALONG CAME A KILLER by Dicey Grenor ~ He’s a vampire who has found his calling in being a hired killer. Nothing’s better than taking out his targets, until he gets one he’s unsure how to handle. **This novelette (app. 12,000 words) occurs at the end of Sleepy Willow’s Loosed Soul (Vol. 3), before the Epilogue. One of the characters makes it to Wolf’s Fire (Vol. 3.2). Read to find out which one. If you are new to The Narcoleptic Vampire Series, ALONG CAME A KILLER can be read out of order or as a standalone.**

INDIGO by Willsin Rowe ~ After nine centuries, Caleb Durant believes he’s seen all the world can offer. Life has lost its music, and even hunting has become monotonous. But when he catches the essence of curvy young violist, Indigo Byrne, everything changes. Is she the one to bring music back into his immortal existence?

CRIMSON ADDICTION by Emily Walker ~ Vampire services are the norm now that they’ve decided to work alongside humans. Some of the services provided are more taboo than others. One night of bliss with a monster is never enough. Tamara should’ve known anything that good was just too dangerous. Now it’s the only thing consuming her thoughts. How will she ever escape its grip?

HALLOWEEN FANTASIES by Rozlyn Sparks ~ Touted as the sexiest party of the year, the annual Halloween Fantasy Ball is the one place a girl can let loose and succumb to her wildest fantasies.

Disguised as a sexy vampire huntress, Sasha captures the attention of Dante, a real life creature of the night. For Sasha, meeting bona-fide vampire is enough to fulfill one of her life long fantasies. She’s ready to go home a happy woman.

But Dante has other plans. It is after all, a night of fantasies, and he has a few of his own to share.

FOR THE LOVE OF RENATA by Lissette E. Manning ~ Renata Lorrie never expected to feel the way she does, most especially when it comes to her beloved Jackie. Amidst the ensuing chaos, she gives in to her hunger and insatiable desires. When love and passion collide, anything is possible, a certainty she’s learning every step of the way.

BITTEN by Morgan Black ~ Eve Mallory is a stuck up prude with a dead end newspaper job. But when her boss offers her a chance to write a story about the hottest sex club in town her whole world changes. Eve thinks she’s just at Red to get the scoop, she never expects to be brought into the elite circle of Vampires who are wealthy, beautiful, and hungry. Possibly for her blood. And then there’s Derek, with his piercing blue eyes, incredible build, and smug understanding of Eve. Why does he know so much about her? And what is it about his touch that makes her tremble?

BLOOD PURPLE, BOOK ONE OF THE BLOOD SERIES by Ashley Nemer ~ In a world we think we know, live other races entirely hidden from the mortal perspective. Creatures of legend, of fable and myth, their very history and nature have allowed them to walk side by side with humans since time immemorial. They are warriors, they are hunters, and they are Algula. Vampire. And in their own midst, a battle is brewing for supremacy, for dominance, that can and will affect all around them. Old hatred never dies and vengeance is a fiery sword that cuts a bloody swath.

THE ROSE CHRONICLES by Julieanne Lynch ~ Young, beautiful and naive, Bianka doesn’t understand the price she has to pay with being the chosen one. The choices she makes will forever change life as she knows it. More so when she becomes a vampire with insatiable thirsts and desires.

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Damned and Desirable releases a week early and will be on sale tomorrow for .99. After that the price goes up to 3.99, so be sure to download tomorrow! It will be available on iBooks, Kindle, and Nook. DAMNED.99AD


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Damned.Ash3.promoOkay, even though October 23 is the official release date, there’s a possibility this book will be out by next Friday. Add it to your GoodReads TBR pile now and check my Facebook page for updates. I will be having a one day .99 sale on release day, and then after that the price goes up to 3.99.

And now for a sneak peek!

Damned and Desirable, Eternally Yours Book Two, by Tara West

**Warning, this book contains scenes of dead people having sex, only really sexy dead people, not zombies or sparkly vampires. Rest assured, no body parts fell off during the making of these sex scenes, just bras and undies, and no fangs or hammers were used during foreplay.**

What could be worse than getting tricked by a demon and sucked into the fiery pit of doom? Discovering that the demon who captured your soul is also the devastatingly sexy twin of the man who still has your heart.

The only fate worse than eternal damnation is eternal temptation. Someone please get me some water. It’s getting hot in here.


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“You’re only with me because I look like her,” I said on a sob, biting down on my knuckles to keep more tears from falling.
He shook his head. “That’s not true.”
“Then why? Am I supposed to believe all the kissing and groping and credits were because you fell in love at first sight?”
Aedan’s shoulders slumped with his sigh. “I’ll admit, when I first saw you I was taken by your similarities to Marie, but that’s not why I’m here now.”
I leaned forward, eyeing him intently, wanting so badly to know the truth but fearing it as well. “Tell me why you’re here, Aedan.”
“I’m here because I couldn’t imagine spending eternity without you.”
My hand flew to my heart, trying to quell the heavy banging that ricocheted in my eardrums, drowning out all other sounds in the room. I wanted to believe his soft smile and heartfelt gaze were sincere, but there was something nagging the back of my conscience that I couldn’t let go.
“I don’t understand why you didn’t just ascend to Heaven with Mar. Didn’t you love her?”
Aedan tensed, the veins in his neck rising like raging torrents, threatening to burst through his tanned flesh. “Mar’s resented me for over a hundred years. Her sister Katherine went to hell, and Mar blames me for it.” The fatigue in his eyes reflected a century of sorrow. I knew then he’d pined for her, and maybe he still did.
The thudding in my heart subsided to a dull hammer pounding away at a rusty tin, not hard enough to break it but enough to dent it out of shape. “Why is that your fault?”
“I couldn’t save her on the night a hurricane claimed our lives.”
My hand flew to my throat. “You died in a hurricane?”
He sighed. “Drowned in the surge.”
Oh. That explained his hydrophobia. I thought how frightening his death would have been, caught up in the wind and waves, and for the first time appreciated my brief blow-dryer accident. But I still didn’t understand why it was his duty to look after Mar’s sister. “And Mar expected you to take care of Katherine?”
“Of course. She was my wife.”
“Oh,” I barely mouthed the words. Aedan couldn’t marry Mar, so he married her sister instead. What did that make me? Rebound victim number two? Or were there other Murphys in-between?
Aedan’s wife obviously wasn’t nice if she’d been sent to the fiery pit of doom. Disregard the fact that I’d been assigned to level two in Purgatory, which was just a few credits away from burning in eternal damnation.
“Why did she get sent to hell?” I asked on a shaky breath, almost afraid to know the answer. I still couldn’t wrap my head around Aedan’s wife being cast down to Hell.
His gaze flickered to me, and then he looked away, but in that fraction of a second I caught the intensity of a thousand hurricanes swirling in his eyes.
He rose with stiff legs, a dark shadow falling over his features as he looked down at me. “She was a lying whore.”
Without another word, he turned and walked out the door. Well, shit. I thought about following him, but I figured we’d torn through enough raw wounds for one evening, wounds that after a century still hadn’t healed and I feared never would.


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Hello, fans! For all of you who loved Divine and Dateless, I have some good news. Book two, Damned and Desirable, has a release date! Please mark October 23 on your calendars and PLEASE add Damned and Desirable to your GoodReads TBR pile. Thanks!


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Yay! Something More series has a trailer. Isn’t it lovely? My awesome PA, Jodi, went behind my back and made it for me. Isn’t she sneaky? LOL!

Thanks so much to Rebecca Moree from Breathless Ink for making it. I’m in love!

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Woot! Thanks so much to my fans and street team, especially my PA, Jodi, for nominating Say When for Best Sweet Romance at the Indie Romance Convention. I just received word that Say When won! winner.SayWhen


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Hi, friends. Just thought I should let you know about my new boxed set with five other awesome YA authors: Lizzy Ford, Julia Crane, Ella James, Sophie Davis and Morgan Wyle. The boxed set is .99 and will only be available for a short time. That’s a huge savings. It includes Whispers Book Five, Sophie’s Secret Crush, which is normally 2.99 plus a new Whispers short story, Krysta’s Cursed Cat. The set is available on Kindle and will be out on iBooks and Nook in another day or two. Please download today!

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1545744_628137313971407_9045148230743789803_nCover Art by the Amazing Eden Crane.


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Howdy! I’m back from my Houston book signing after meeting some awesome fans. I brought my wonderful PA, Jodi and my daughter with me, too. We had so much fun, and I hope you can come to my next signing in Austin this February.

In the meantime, I’m hard at work on Damned and Desirable, Eternally Yours Book Two, projected to release October of this year. I hope you like the scene (unedited) below in Aedan (Grim) O’Connor’s POV. He has lots of scenes in this book, especially flashbacks to the night he died. I have somewhat of a fascination with the Galveston Hurricane of 1900, and I can’t help but including it in my novels whenever I get the chance. :) Tara


Galveston, Texas
September 8, 1900

I pushed my way through the frigid current, nearly losing my footing at every step as debris threatened to sweep me under. I’d already been struck across the back by a fence post, the nails tearing through my coat and flesh. The laceration burned, but not as badly as the searing pain in my heart. I’d just come from the morgue where I’d identified Callum’s body. He had gone back to Ritter’s, drowning his sorrows in drink, when the building had collapsed under the pressure of the heavy winds.
Now there would be no chance for reconciliation, no chance for healing broken hearts, no chance to tell my brother I’d forgiven his betrayal.
I held onto posts and rails, pushing against the current. Rain pelted my face like stinging needles as the roar from the wind nearly drown out my racing thoughts. I made my way to my home on Twenty-Second, a home which I feared had already washed away. This storm had claimed the life of my brother. I needed to save my wife, Jezebel though she was, for she was the only family I had left in the world.
I was amazed when I turned the corner to see my home still standing, a solitary beacon beneath the gloom of the dark sky. The other homes nearby had been washed away. My home rocked against the current, looking like a lone ship tossed about at sea by the gale. I wondered if Katherine was inside, or if she’d sought refuge on higher ground, perhaps with one of her gentlemen callers. Maybe my rescue attempt was all for naught, and I’d drown trying to save a woman who no longer waited for me. But I’d already come this far, and I couldn’t leave now. I’d sworn a vow to Marie, after all, and a vow to God, though Katherine had broken hers many times over.
I waded out into the current, and then was swept away, sucking in gulps of salty water, struggling to keep my head above the torrent. I struck a post, holding on with all my might. Though fatigue worked against me, I somehow found the strength to climb over the bannister to the first floor, which was already half submerged. I leaned against the side of the house, stopping only for a moment to regain my strength. The pain in my back intensified, and I worried the laceration would bleed out before I could get my wife to safety.
After expelling a deep breath, I kicked in the window and swam into my home. Katherine’s tea cups and fineries bobbled in the current before smashing against the walls. I swam to the stairs and drug myself upward, feeling weighted down by sodden boots and clothes, the pain in my back worsening with each step, as I climbed into the blackness.
I found her sobbing face-down across our bed, the strength of her cries drown out by the ominous howls from outside. A candle flickered across the room, casting long shadows across walls that shook as the wind intensified. I felt a mixture of relief and apprehension at seeing her alive. I only hoped in her darkest hour she had begged for repentance and had sworn to change her wicked ways.
“Katherine!” I screamed above the din, clenching my fists as pain shot across my spine. “We must leave!”
She looked up from our bed and screamed. “Oh, Aedan, you’ve come back for me!” Flinging herself into my arms, she cried against my chest.
I pushed her back, gripping her shoulders. “We have to get out, now!”
She shook her head, her lips trembling as she spoke. “I’m scared. I can’t swim.”
Without hesitation, I ripped her heavy skirt from her waist and told her to tie up her long hair and remove her boots. I knew the weight of her clothes could mean the difference between life and death. Surprisingly, she followed my orders without argument.
Just then, the house tipped, leaning so far to the left, the bed slid across the floor, slamming into the opposing wall. I fell against a wall as Katherine tumbled into my arms. The house had been ripped from its foundation. I knew then we had seconds before the structure would crumble.
Katherine screamed, digging her nails into my arm, but I shook her away as I would fend off a rabid cat. “Calm yourself!”
The house veered the other direction so that the floor was almost level. I shut our bedroom door and then kicked it at the hinges. Once, twice, and it fell, just before the roof spilled into the ocean.
I wedged Katherine against the door, pressing my weight on top of her. “Hold on,” I screamed into her ear, “and don’t let go.”
“I don’t want to die, Aedan,” she sobbed. “I haven’t even begun to live.”
My chest tightened, and my heart sunk, feeling as if it, too, were drowning. She cared only for herself and her pleasures, no remorse for the lives her folly had destroyed.
“Then pray for mercy, Katherine,” I said on a hoarse whisper, though I knew she couldn’t hear me. Then the walls cracked open, and we were thrown into the tempest.


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Hey, everyone. I’ll be at the Indie Author Mashup in Houston this Saturday from 12-4. Please stop by and say “hi” to me and my awesome PA, Jodi, queen of cool swag. I’ll be signing books and handing out swag and chocolate! There will be dozens of author authors, so you can fill your goodie bags!

Here’s the Indie Mashup website with all the deets.allthree copy