The Awakening (3 page)

SANTA’S SWEET TREAT:

Cari has a naughty fantasy — she wants to
fuck Santa! The only problem? Santa wasn't real, right?

That's what Cari thinks until she writes him
a letter on Christmas Eve, promising him a sweet treat and wakes up
to find the jolly fellow in her bedroom, unbuckling his pants,
ready for action!

This 2,000 word short story features a fun
sexcapade intended for mature audiences only!

DADDY’S VIRGIN COUNTRY GIRL:

Serena is an insatiable little teenage slut
who has set her sights on her stepdad! Now that she's in college,
she's decided it's time to educate her scholarly stepfather in the
fine art of sex.

*Warning! This 5,000 word short story
features anal and oral sex that is intended for mature readers
only!

EDUCATING DADDY:

Serena is an insatiable little teenage slut
who has set her sights on her stepdad! Now that she's in college,
she's decided it's time to educate her scholarly stepfather in the
fine art of sex.

*Warning! This 5,000 word short story
features anal and oral sex that is intended for mature readers
only!

DADDY’S LITTLE PORN STAR:

Eighteen-year-old Carlie is secretly well on
her way to becoming the next big thing in the porn industry until
her step-father discovers her budding career and threatens to put a
stop to her sexy shenanigans. But Carlie isn't about to stop, and
she has something she can use to her advantage — her D-sized tits
and hot teen ass!

This 4,000 word short story features anal,
oral, and otherwise hot, raunchy sex between an 18-year-old girl
and her step-daddy.

OHH, DADDY!:

Alexx Andria has bundled three of her
best-selling short stories featuring barely-legal, hot teen girls
and their lusty step-daddies as they have plenty of raunchy, dirty,
taboo sex in every way imaginable for your naughty reading
pleasure

The short stories featured in this collection
were previously published as Educating Daddy, Daddy's Little Porn
Star, and Daddy's Virgin Country Girl.

This collection is meant for readers 18 and
older. If you're not 18, find something else to read!

P.S. I FUCKED YOUR BOYRIEND:

There are some people you shouldn't mess with
— like Samantha.

Samantha has a way of getting even that's
downright dirty but it'll get your juices flowing that's for
sure.

Find out what happens when college freshman
and total hottie Samantha decides to settle the score with a senior
sorority girl who thinks she's all that and more.

This 7,500 word short story is filled with
raw, dirty sex between two consenting adults that's likely to set
your Kindle on fire.

HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACK:

Kara is a rich girl who's used to getting
what she wants but when she's pulled over on a lonely stretch of
highway after a fight with her boyfriend at the club, she discovers
this cop isn't going to let her flirt her way out of a ticket but
he will take something else — her sweet pussy!

This 3,500 word short story depicts sexual
acts between consulting adults that some readers may find
offensive. If you're not at least 18 years or older, please find
something else to read!

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stuff at her website:

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For another hot paranormal read featuring a
vampire seeking revenge against the brainy scientist who tortured
him in the name of science, check out THE RECKONING by Kimberly Van
Meter. Here’s an excerpt!

Isabella stepped from the shower, her
thoughts moving in a linear line straight to the tasks set ahead
for the day. She wrapped a thick towel around her body before
reaching for her cell phone on the bathroom counter to send a quick
text to Mary-Ellen. God help her if Mary-Ellen forgot to input the
blood quantum results as she’d asked her to do first thing this
morning. It seemed since the vampire had been acquired, Mary-Ellen
had gone from competent research assistant to hormonal teenager.
Although she’d miss Mary-Ellen’s signature wry humor, Isabella
thought with a sense of resignation, that it might be a good idea
to find a less hands-on job for Mary-Ellen. She didn’t trust
Mary-Ellen around the vampire and any slip up in protocol could
wreak terrible consequences. She hit send — her thoughts already
traveling to the next task on her mental to-do list — and
swallowed a horrified shriek when Julien de Valsan stood framed in
her doorway.

Impossible…how
? Her throat worked
convulsively on a scream that wouldn’t budge. The slow, terrible
smile on his finely aristocratic mouth caused her to take a
faltering step back until she touched the shower door. No escape,
her mind cried though she kept her lips seamed shut until she
quieted the fear under a blanket of iron will. “How did you get
out?” she asked, mentally going through the exhaustive fail-safes
that somehow, he’d managed to circumvent.

A muffled twittering sounded from his pant
pocket and he fished out a cell phone with a wicked curve of his
lips. She gasped when she recognized Mary-Ellen’s cell phone. “I’ve
always found the modern age with its gadgets and technology to be
tedious and tiresome with all their beeps and bells but I must
confess, your assistant’s device was most helpful in finding you. I
might have to get one of my own. Or I could just keep this one.
Mary-Ellen won’t be needing it any longer.” He crushed the phone in
his palm and dropped the fragments to her floor as he advanced.
“Enough with the pleasantries. There will be a reckoning between
you and I, and I do not wish to delay my gratification a moment
longer.”

Her eyes watered. “What did you do to
Mary-Ellen?” she asked, knowing her own death stared at her through
the eyes of the man stalking her, yet she had to know what had
befallen her assistant. The memory of her parents’ death bloomed in
her mind and her knees threatened to buckle. “What did you do to
her?” she cried, hating him, hating his race of monsters.

In an instant he was on her, ripping the
damp towel from her body and yanking her against him, her frantic
struggles as she beat his chest and kicked with her bare feet did
little to loosen his grip. If anything, her attempts at violence
seemed to spark a hunger that had less to do with sustenance and
more to do with sex and dominance. His face so close to hers, she
could feel his breath on her cheek, could see the irregular black
spirals in his pale blue iris that gave away his alien nature. Yet,
as horrific as it was, there was a hypnotic beauty that sucked at
her, seduced her with its difference.
Noooo
, she wouldn’t
succumb to die at his leisure. She ceased her useless flailing to
conserve her strength and lifted her chin to stare into those deep,
fathomless eyes, daring him to kill her now or forfeit his chance.
“Likely a platoon of heavily armed Marines are canvassing this
house this very minute,” she said with a calm that was only surface
deep. Inside something quivered and shook, but not entirely from
fear. She pushed aside the obscenity, not willing to examine it
more closely. “If you wish to live, you will leave me and go. You
have only a few minutes before the sun rises. We’ve watched you
long enough to know that you cannot withstand the sun.”

He ignored her statement for the moment and
chose instead to inhale deeply at the junction where her shoulders
met her neck. She couldn’t quite quell the shiver that followed. “I
could kill you and be gone within seconds,” he murmured, his lips
touching her bare skin with the softest touch until something sharp
grazed and she realized with a shudder he’d raked her flesh with
his canines. “The question is…do I slake my hunger now with little
preamble or finesse, or do I take you with me to savor for many
nights to come?”

Take her with him
? She stiffened in
horror. “I would never be your plaything. I would kill myself
first,” she hissed, wishing for something sharp and deadly to
plunge through his black heart. “I swear I’d die before letting you
touch me in anyway.”

He chuckled as if her spitting fury amused
him but when he drew away, she saw nothing of mirth or merriment in
his strange eyes. In fact, she saw deadly promise. “Oh my pet, you
will die. Be assured of that. But when you gasp your last breath,
it will be
I
who hastens your end and none else.” Isabella
gasped as his grip tightened, hating his touch and the traitorous
flutters in the pit of her belly as he snarled softly, revealing
the tips of his sharp canines, “I’ve made my decision. You
come.”

She opened her mouth to scream but within
seconds all was black and she knew of nothing else.