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Cold Darkness by Michele Micheal Rakes

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Girlfriends. Wives. Lovers.

At some point they all nag, but only Kilar, a vampire demon, can nag her way into a possession, taking over Lance’s body for a night of sexual exploration.

Lance, Kilar’s blood slave, cannot escape and giving into her whims only leads to more devastation. Trapped in a psychic link, Lance grows weary and weak with her constant demand for freedom.

Kilar’s body remains hidden by the vampire tribunal due to a loathsome pact Lance made with them in order to contain his destructive girlfriend and prevent Armageddon.

So, what’s a guy to do? Kill the nag? The thought has crossed his mind…but first he has to find her.


Love and hate was the only way Kilar could feel anything for him. Part of her ached inside for tormenting Lance, but she couldn’t help herself. The jerk was out there living his life while she rotted in a hole, sealed in by the LA vamps. Lance had given her up to save the world. Ten years ago she had loved him. Now, it twisted into something insane.

“Wake up. It’s time to go out.”

Lance groaned and scratched his side.

“I said, let’s go!”

Lance fell from the bed. “What the?”

“Feeding time.”

“I’m too wasted. Let’s go to sleep.”

“No. I want to feed. You’re the only way I can, Lance. You owe me that much.”

“I seem to owe you a lot,” he mumbled. “You know it’s only psychological, right? I’m the one who gets juiced.”

Kilar tapped into the anger that ripped through him and his thoughts of being her blood whore, his body already sobering, metabolizing the alcohol and drugs.

“Blood slave, Lance. You’re not a blood whore. You benefit from it too. It’s why you look so youthful after ten years of drinking and drugging. Oh, let’s not forget driving fast. Or wrecking even faster. How many broken bones? Not to mention all the years in extreme sports. The dangerous stunts.”

“You sound like my wife. There’s good money in stunt work. You enjoy my lifestyle.”

“I’m tired of putting you back together.”

“Then stop. Let me die in peace.”

“More like pieces. Now, let’s go.”

“You’re driving. I’m gonna pass out. You’re on your own, sweetheart.”

It was rare for him to allow her complete control. Only once or twice when driving across country did he give over his body. Lazy drunk knew how much energy it drew from her mind, but she was hungry. Kilar paced in the dark. Her vision took over his and her mind commandeered his body. She stopped him in front of the mirror in the hallway.

“You look like crap, Lance. You need to brush your hair, at least.”

Kilar finger-brushed his hair into submission.

“I don’t care what you do, just don’t wake me up,” he snarled. His consciousness crawled into a dark, hushed place in his mind to sleep.


She looked in the mirror again.

“Lance?” she said aloud, watching his lips move as his voice repeated her words. “Cool, I’m going to have a lot of fun tonight, Lance.” His smile broadened. “First thing’s first, we’re going to shower and get dressed up nice.”


She brought the Lamborghini to a stop in front of a club, opening the door, she tossed the valet her keys. Lance can eat dirt. She allowed the valet to handle his baby.

Kilar needed a drink.

People stared. They couldn’t help it; her blood aura surrounded Lance. People were drawn in for the kill. It irritated Kilar. Sycophantic blood bags.

Yet, hunger drove her mad. To hell with what might happen when a little human draws her attentions. In the back of her mind Lance rolled over in a drunken haze.

Blood, warm and inviting, pulsed through the human bodies. Kilar’s cooled in Lance’s veins. Feeling crocodilian, she moved through the writhing bodies, unhurried while spindling nefarious instincts within the crowd. The music thumped in his chest. Dancing quickened despite the chill following Lance through the room. Skin glistened even as their breath frosted over as Kilar slithered through the mass of malevolent flesh. The sensation of standing in a freezer on a blistering desert day surged through the club, like breakers in a rising tsunami. Each wave greater than the next.

Tempo increased. Kilar’s bloodlust rose along with the pheromones in the room. Something else peaked. Desire. Actual physical desire.

Releases June 13, 2014

Releases June 13, 2014



Stranger on the Shore by Josh Lanyon

In my list of reading. Will get to it soon, with any luck. I’ve loved everything I’ve ever read from Josh Lanyon. I’m sure this one will be no different.

Worming the Books

stranger One of Josh Lanyon’s latest books. If you’re a fan like I am, you’ll love this one.

It’s a mystery-suspense about a boy who was kidnapped twenty years ago and a journalist gets permission from the family, the first ever, to write a book about it.

The characters are wonderful, the journalist is so smart and cute and modest and the family’s attorney is drop-dead sexy and mysterious and fun.

A really nice love story too, even among danger, murder, doubt and sadness. Because it is sad, a four-year-old boy was kidnapped and his family never stopped looking for him. His parents died without knowing what happened to him. The ending is great, even if a little predictable. You don’t care if you guess what happened, it’s still breathtaking.

A very good book.

And lovely, lovely sex scenes.

(Parental guidance is suggested.)

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With the Full Moon comes Cold Darkness

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This is an exciting moment for me, the release of my first publication, and I never thought it would happen.

As a kid, all I had were my stories. Every project for school I could write a story for, I would. I wrote a novella for history, blending my own family history into a tale of the civil war. I’ll never forget Charlie and the chicken leg he pulled from his pocket. He’s always nicking food from somewhere. Never knew when he’d eat, I guess. Thanks Mom. I wrote a pirate tale for English class and had a teacher who made my only assignment for the whole year writing stories for him to read.  Arthurian tales, witches, pirates, and vagabonds all found their way into my stories. I’d put my friends in horror stories. Sorry Mary for your sacrifice to the werewolves. Oh and the burning at the stake thing, too. Adventures through the mystic lands of faery with my friends in tow.  Through caverns under rivers and caves burrowing into mountains. It was all fun. All the best escapes of my life. Little did I know more were to come. I’d stopped writing for years after I lost all my stories in a fire. Luckily, my children and I were safe, but I didn’t want to put so much effort into my writing again. (The kernels of Cold Darkness popped from a horror comedy story my thirteen year old son and I were writing together. I’m sorry nothing came of it, but then I turned it into an adult tale with the dark themes I enjoy.) I had a lot of fun with Angus and wished we had kept it up, but it was fun and a great memory.


When I was a child, I’d sleep walk, so my mother made me sleep with her. She was afraid I’d fall down the stairs and break my neck. It started a tradition of laying in bed making up stories together. When I was in my early teens she would write ‘screenplays’ for our favorite TV shows. She would make word search puzzle books for us and I’d love reading the typewritten documents. My favorite moments was with my mom taking turns telling those stories.

My mother, Jackie. The hottie with the red ‘fro. Yes, that’s her real hair.

Whether I sell one damn copy, or none, the best part of all this is my mother read my story and loved it. Sex and all.

That is the best part of launch day.

Thanks Mom.

I'm the evil looking one in the blue dress.

I’m the evil looking one in the blue dress.






Win a copy of Cold Darkness.

Releases June 13, 2014

What would you do in the body of the opposite sex and you had a Lamborghini for the night?

In honor of the release of Cold Darkness I’d like to offer up a free copy. Just stop by my blog today to answer this simple question:

If you woke up to find yourself in the body of the opposite gender, what would be the first thing you would do?


The answer I like the best wins a copy of Cold Darkness.

Leave your answer in the comments section below by June 16th, 2014. Be sure to check the box for email notification of reply. Once I’ve replied to your comment, send me an email: to receive your free copy.



Kay Dee Royal Hosts Michele M. Rakes for the Cold Darkness Release

I’m at Kay Dee’s place. Hop over and check out her blog! Cold Darkness releases June 13th.

Kay Dee welcomes me to her blog this week.
A New Book Releasing for Michele Micheal Rakes – Erotic Romance – the Vampire kind:)

Muse It Hot Blog-Cold Darkness

6-9 #MIHBlog – Michele Micheal Rakes – Exclusive Author Intro and Interview

Michele Rakes has written an erotic paranormal tale for the Wild Darkness Calls themed call-out.

You’ll never think of vampires the same…who knew any of them had this kind of power over a human – Ms. Rakes created something every woman may like at one time or another – living inside a man’s body.

How amazing does that sound?

Check out her upcoming release – Cold Darkness set to release June 13, 2014: )

Releases June 13, 2014

Releases June 13, 2014

The Choking of a Beautiful Girl by the Bastard George Clooney

My friend, Huck Pilgrim is offering a deal. Go visit him in Carmel.

Huck Pilgrim Presents


A beautiful girl finds herself at the mercy of a Mexican drug lord.  You can read it now, for free, at Smashwords.

Here is a Smashwords code for 100% off the list price: CY98D.  The code is good until July 4th. Enjoy! Here is a little more about the story:

Lisa is young. Beautiful. She is a little bit shallow, but it’s not something she notices about herself. She goes to Mexico for a little fun. Some excitement. She would not have picked Mexico, because she is a bigot, but her boyfriend takes her. He tells her it’s all on him. Top shelf all the way. He gets the best room at a fancy casino. It’s the presidential suite. But then something goes wrong, and Lisa finds herself face-to-face with her own limitations. Fortunately for her, she meets Americo, a Mexican drug lord who is only too…

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Spencer Dryden talks about Bliss

From the man who leaves no footprints on newly fallen snow, Spencer Dryden. He talks about Bliss, his new book out with Breathless Press.

Click on the image for the link to Spencer’s interview.

Spencer talks about his new book, Bliss.
Spencer talks about his new book, Bliss.

Not the Doctor is in… Or is that out?

Sounds like an interesting read. I look forward to it.

Cover Reveal : “All Kinds of Tied Down” by Mary Calmes

The Novel Approach

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Blurb: Deputy US Marshal Miro Jones has a reputation for being calm and collected under fire. These traits serve him well with his hotshot partner, Ian Doyle, the kind of guy who can start a fight in an empty room. In the past three years of their life-and-death job, they’ve gone from strangers to professional coworkers to devoted teammates and best friends. Miro’s cultivated blind faith in the man who has his back… faith and something more.

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