Kaitlan's Bestie - Sarah & Sam

The White Wolf Prophecy ~ Mating ~ Book 1

As they finished, Sarah deliberately missed the elevator when she felt eyes on her, and turned. Sam was standing, glaring at her from the shadows at the other end of the landing. Glaring daggers, she might add.  Sarah had never been bold to any man before, but she and Sam weren’t total strangers. She slowly walked up to him swinging her hips still dressed in her bathing suit. She looked straight into his eyes, and then backed up a step. Were they - glowing? She shook her head, and looked again. Of course, they weren’t! She was imagining things.   She put her hands on her hips. “And, just WHAT are you staring at, Hunkalicious?” She asked with a wide grin.

Sam’s eyes looked her over from top to bottom. Her nipples were hard pushing through the thin bathing suit, and the apex at her thighs was just barely covered by the low thong bikini she was wearing.   He stopped glaring, and his eyes were replaced by a stunned “Did she just call me Hunkalicious?” look. Sarah looked at him. His hair was the color of sand, while his eyes were gold. Sarah strolled closer to him, and poked him in the chest with her finger resisting the drawing urge to splay her hands all over his tight chest, and beg him to take her right then and there. She was awed by her own behavior. This man had known her all her life. Was there something wrong with this? She was so much younger, but she didn’t care. WTH? Why would she feel like this?  She could drown in his eyes.  She couldn’t stop herself.  She had to goad him. It didn’t help that she remembered that night in his shower, either.  It was a good thing that Kaitlan had not known. “You heard me, buddy!”   Sam was stunned silent while this tiny little creature he had chosen as his mate poked his chest yet again. Without thought, Sam grabbed her hand holding it to his heart where she could feel it beating hard, his chest tight with nothing but muscle. Her heart was beating so hard, she wondered if he could hear it. He grinned, and leaned down to her ear.  “Don’t say things like that if you aren’t prepared for me to take you right here, and now, little girl.” He whispered to her. Sarah’s mouth dropped, and her legs turned to jelly. Other men had wanted her, but she never could allow them to do so.  She had to literally hang on to his arm to keep upright. This Hunkalicious man? Did he just…just…tell her he wanted to hump her? HER? And, was prepared to do it right here and now to her? She was wet just with his words! And, if he had done something about it, she would have let him take her right now! Sam took his finger, traced her lips, and shut her mouth. Again, he leaned down to her ear with a huge wolfy grin. because that’s the only way she could describe it. 

“That was only one time, little girl. The next time that sexy and luscious mouth opens in front of me, my tongue will be down your throat so fast, you won’t know what hit you!” Then, his left eyebrow raised as the left lip curled up into that same, wolfy grin. Sarah had an orgasm right then! Oh, shit! She had an orgasm! She desperately tried to gather her wits about her, feeling the wetness between her legs as she had come. Well, two could play that game, and Sarah wiggled her finger for him to lean down toward her. As he leaned down, she grabbed his head with her hand, kissed his mouth, then warned him, “Not if my tongue gets in yours first, Hunkalicious!”  

Lynne & Richard/Eric

The White Wolf Prophecy ~ Hall of Records ~ Book 2

When Lynne had been poisoned, he had realized that she was his mate.  And, this was why he was on his knees, now.  He was ashamed of it.  She was an innocent person, and his daughter!  How could he even think of her that way? Why would the powers decide that she was his mate?  After everything they had been through, why now?  What kind of a pervert did that make him?  Oh, he knew Cordone had felt the same towards Kaitlan, but this was different. Lynne was HIS daughter! He had fought it since that day, but he knew it was a losing battle within himself.  He could not look at her, because if  he did, his eyes would glow.  He needed to put them in before she saw. He sure had used a hell of a lot of them in recent weeks.  But, this was against everything he had ever believed.  He reached into his coat to retrieve another set.  Damn!  He was out! Lynne knew his thoughts as if they were her own. She  approached him knowing he wouldn’t look at her unless she forced him to do so.   “Eric, please?  Look at me,” she said.  He kept his head down. She was beside him. “Eric!  Look at me!”  This time it was a demand. He still refused.  He couldn’t allow her to see his glowing, red eyes.  He was out of contacts, and he knew if she saw them, now, she’d run from him. Lynne sighed, and kneeled before him as she had done as Princess to her King.  She gently took his face in her hands

bringing it up so he could see her face. He kept his eyes closed, but couldn’t resist her. “Please, Eric?  Look at me?” she begged.   He gave up, and opened his glowing, red eyes expecting to see disgust in hers staring up at him. His mouth dropped when she smiled at him. “Linora?  What the fuck?”  He grabbed her face looking into her matching, red and glowing eyes! “You, my dearest and oldest friend, are my mate.”  She smiled widely at him. “How?  I mean.  It’s not possible. I mean … oh, hell!  I don’t know what I mean!” Eric exclaimed in confusion. Lynne almost laughed at his reaction. He was so adorable when he was all flustered - if it had ever happened at all!   She always lifted his spirits when he was down as did he for her.  She was shaking with the wonder of it all.  Both of them had also fallen into their old habit of calling each other by their original names. The same names they had used while living in his kingdom. While it was nice before, their names, now, took on a more intimate sound.  But they didn’t realize that - at first. “Anita was right about us, Eric. She knew when you brought me into the clinic.  She must have seen your eyes glow, before you had to leave me.” “Both she and Cordone saw, Linora. I don’t have the right!  You are my daughter, for the Creator’s sake!  What does that say about me?  It makes me some sort of cradle snatching pervert!” “Cradle snatching pervert?” Lynne laughed out loud, clutching her stomach. “In case you haven’t noticed, Eric, I haven’t been a child in a very long time!” She gestured to her body. “Cordone mated with a newborn baby.  Is that any different?”   “You bet your fucking life it is!  You are my daughter!  I chose you!  I gave you the title of daughter and Princess!”

“Well, let’s look at facts.  Technically, I bit you first, turned you, so that actually makes you my son!”  She was still laughing gently at him.   He looked at her as if she had taken leave of her senses.   “What are you taking, Linora?  What drug is it?  You have to be taking something pretty damned strong to even suggest that we are mates!” “Then, you explain this!” she demanded pointing to her glowing eyes, then at his. “I … I … I … Oh, fuck! I can’t!”   He stood up, and grabbed both of her arms shaking her while staring down at the glowing eyes that looked into his. Oh, God! Lynne thought! He was glorious! Strong, handsome, and every inch a Viking god. From his neatly cropped strawberry blonde hair to his strong, massive  physique that he kept in perfect form with abs that would make any woman die to touch let alone having them over their own bodies!  His skin was fair, yet still tanned.  A conundrum.  He stood no less than six feet, five inches.  His red eyes were a perfect compliment to his hair - at least to a vampire woman.  In the old days, his hair had been past his shoulders.  She felt wetness begin to flow between her thighs.  Oh, DAMN!  She was in such trouble!  Such incredible, glorious trouble as she felt her womb clinch tightly in anticipation! Richard stared at Lynne, and if he was still breathing, his breath would have stopped at her beauty.  He now saw that her glowing red eyes were heavy with desire for him.  For the first time, he saw no child, nor did he see his daughter standing before him.  She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.  His groin tightened as desire raced through him, and whatever blood he did have, flew south at supersonic speed to harden his member at the sight of this beautiful woman.  His woman. Her hair was coal black, shining and sleek.  Always pulled into a very long ponytail out of her way. Loose, it would probably fall to her waist, and the idea of that hair falling

around him as he lay beneath her just made him harder.  Her face was the white paleness of the Elves. But, combined with the vampire in her, it was also perfect and transparent. She was exceedingly tall as all Elves, yet she was petite against Richard’s stature.  Standing six feet, her body was sleek and long.  Perfectly proportioned, her body moved as if flowing.  Her breasts were smaller by the standards of other women, and her waist slim.  Her hips were also slim, yet rounded, and her legs very long.  She carried herself with royal grace.  What was at the apex of her legs was not really a mystery as he had seen her naked many times when they swam when she was a child. However, he was perfectly willing to find out what that area looked like as a woman.  And, he would.  She was his mate, and he knew it.  Even though he still tried to think of her as his daughter, it was getting more difficult by the second. 

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One of my favorite characters is Sarah.  She quips, and has a smart mouth, and she shows it in this excerpt!  LK Kelley

As they finished, Sarah deliberately missed the elevator when she felt eyes on her, and turned. Sam was standing, glaring at her from the shadows at the other end of the landing. Glaring daggers, she might add.  Sarah had never been bold to any man before, but she and Sam weren’t total strangers. She slowly walked up to him swinging her hips still dressed in her bathing suit. She looked straight into his eyes, and then backed up a step. Were they - glowing? She shook her head, and looked again. Of course, they weren’t! She was imagining things.   She put her hands on her hips. “And, just WHAT are you staring at, Hunkalicious?” She asked with a wide grin. 

Sam’s eyes looked her over from top to bottom. Her nipples were hard pushing through the thin bathing suit, and the apex at her thighs was just barely covered by the low thong bikini she was wearing.   He stopped glaring, and his eyes were replaced by a stunned “Did she just call me Hunkalicious?” look. Sarah looked at him. His hair was the color of sand, while his eyes were gold. Sarah strolled closer to him, and poked him in the chest with her finger resisting the drawing urge to splay her hands all over his tight chest, and beg him to take her right then and there. She was awed by her own behavior. This man had known her all her life. Was there something wrong with this? She was so much younger, but she didn’t care. WTH? Why would she feel like this?  She could drown in his eyes.  She couldn’t stop herself.  She had to goad him. It didn’t help that she remembered that night in his shower, either.  It was a good thing that Kaitlan had not known. “You heard me, buddy!”   

Sam was stunned silent while this tiny little creature he had chosen as his mate poked his chest yet again. Without thought, Sam grabbed her hand holding it to his heart where she could feel it beating hard, his chest tight with nothing but muscle. Her heart was beating so hard, she wondered if he could hear it. He grinned, and leaned down to her ear.  “Don’t say things like that if you aren’t prepared for me to take you right here, and now, little girl.” He whispered to her. Sarah’s mouth dropped, and her legs turned to jelly. Other men had wanted her, but she never could allow them to do so.  She had to literally hang on to his arm to keep upright. This Hunkalicious man? Did he just…just…tell her he wanted to hump her? HER? And, was prepared to do it right here and now to her? She was wet just with his words! And, if he had done something about it, she would have let him take her right now! Sam took his finger, traced her lips, and shut her mouth. Again, he leaned down to her ear with a huge wolfy grin. because that’s the only way she could describe it. “That was only one time, little girl. The next time that sexy and luscious mouth opens in front of me, my tongue will be down your throat so fast, you won’t know what hit you!” Then, his left eyebrow raised as the left lip curled up into that same, wolfy grin. Sarah had an orgasm right then! Oh, shit! She had an orgasm! She desperately tried to gather her wits about her, feeling the wetness between her legs as she had come. Well, two could play that game, and Sarah wiggled her finger for him to lean down toward her. As he leaned down, she grabbed his head with her hand, kissed his mouth, then warned him, “Not if my tongue gets in yours first, Hunkalicious!”  

The Anaerris Code by LK Kelley

PROLOGUE




Above me, two, ancient moons shine – one of brilliant pink and white, and one of blood red and black. Both obscure one-fourth of the night sky giving an eerie light over the charred, black world below of my birth. I stand upon an enormous bluff, and stare down into the great blackened, valley while the final war rages. A massive river of red races toward the brilliant white moon – the blood of my people and his. Tears of blood stain my cheeks and clothing while I watch the end of two races of beings. My race will be gone – including me. A sound behind me. I know it is he. I can feel him as I have always done since we met. Our kind should never be together, but it is as inevitable as time itself. I turn to see my attacker's body which no longer has his head attached. Blood gushes forth from it. I meet meet his frightened eyes, and follow his down to the fatal wound in my chest where blood runs freely. I will bleed out in seconds.


“NO!” he yells as I begin to collapse.

He catches me long before I hit the blackened earth below me. I stare at the man I love, knowing I should not love him. We are enemies. He has no tears, but he gently cradles me in his arms, his tortured red eyes begging me with the same question he has asked many times. I can barely move my head, but I nod once knowing the precious cargo I carry for my race. I want to be with him forever. And, if I’m still alive, my own race will also continue. I must live in whatever form to save us all. His mouth lowers to my neck kissing the pulse that is rapidly quieting as my heart silences. I feel a momentary sting as his fangs bite into my neck. To be with him forever is all I ever want, and I must complete the task that I was given by the ancients. Warmth trickles down the back of my neck as I feel the liquid of life slipping from me echoing the death of my planet. I hope we have not waited too long. He lifts his head, his mouth dripping with my blood. I see in his tortured eyes that he is hoping the same. I slide gratefully into the unknowing.


Time and space stand still. For how long, I know not. I awake, naked, on a soft bed covered in crimson silk. He sits with his back to the headboard, still cradling my lifeless body in his arms – where I will always be. I lift my eyes to stare at the man I will be with forever. I am ready as his lips lower to mine while my new, strong arms pull his nude body over mine. He is not gentle with his kiss, and I would never want him to be.  I kiss him back frantically feeling wetness between my legs as he spreads mine with his. He plunges into my heat sheathing himself as deep as possible, and thrusts hard and fast into my body. My hips meet him with the same desperation and desire. I need him like I do not need air to breathe. As our orgasms reach their climax, I feel his hot seed jet into me. I can feel it enter my womb! He has so much! He stills, and I open my eyes that I know are still ripe with inhuman desire. I stare at the couple that is reflected in mirror above our bed. My bright red eyes look back at me. I am whole again, and in the arms of my great lover for all time to come. 


It is time. He shows me the crystal that I had entrusted to him, and I breathe a sigh of relief. I must make sure that the Codex is written, and both it and the crystal must be kept apart. Both are dangerous alone, but together would cause unimaginable chaos. Our race has always been banned from writing about our history.  I have been charged with the written word in an indestructible methd. But, I will use not only my own powers, but those given to me by my mate. I will make sure that we do not lose our heritage. If we must sacrifice our own lives, then so be it. At all costs, the one safeguard I carry must be kept safe until a time when the “gem” is needed.


Time ceases to exist in the realm we chose for its magic, where an ancient friend of mine offered to help. An ally who believes, as do we, that nothing can be left to chance. It is time to travel to one place the Council would never expect us to hide the book. As for the crystal? My love has given it to one we know we can trust to protect it,sending him to a primitive planet known as Earth. And, we will hide the flesh-blackened codex – sealed with the most terrifying of magic that cannot be opened by any living soul, or they will die.  My magical friend sees the future, and tells us that a time will come when both crystal and book will join together. Because of this, she sends an envoy with the “gem”. And, now, we are leaving behind the only the only one who has the power to open and to read... the codex. It passes into legend and myth.