A world where vampires are real, rich and hungry, a world where Blood Courtesans satisfy all their needs.
Come, let fangs slip into your throat and awaken you to a whole new life.
A boxed set of BRAND NEW stories in this popular series.
Warning: This isn't your momma's vampire romance. It's not Twilight or the Shade, either. It's Blood Courtesans: Luxury, fast cars, adventure, whirlwind romance and cold, hard fangs. Got blood?
REVEALED by Michelle Fox: My target is a vampire with a name fit for a Greek God--Zopyros Persopoulos--and he looks the part too. He runs Datagenex and it's his DNA database that will reveal why my blood kills vampires. I just need to get him alone and not fall into that smoldering gaze of his that makes me feel like I'm on fire.
EXPOSED by Gwen Knight: Asher promises that he can help me bring justice to those responsible for my sister's murder. But in exchange, I need to become his courtesan.
COMPELLED by Rebecca Rivard: He's a vampire. She's a slayer. They can't fall in love, can they?
SACRIFICE by Kristen Strassel: Pierce ripped Olivia out of the arms of the coven's biggest enemy. To earn his trust, the newly-turned vampire must serve as his blood courtesan.
ETERNITY by Tami Lund: I was a Blood Courtesans, until my vampire ended our contract and swore to stay away from me forever more. Now I'm in trouble and he's the only one who can help, but will he come?
CONDEMNED by Julia Mills: It's now or never. My brother is sentenced to die for a crime he didn't commit. His only hope is an attorney who's also a vampire, but his price is nonnegotiable -my body and my blood. This is about survival, not love or happily ever after - or is it?
CONCEALED by Rosalie Redd: I'm a new blood courtesan and my first client is a vampire other courtesans avoid. Although Gavin Morris sends a chill down my spine, my shivers aren't from fear...
RELIC by TL Reeve I never thought I would need a vampire. But, after my mom steals a priceless artifact from the New Orleans Coven, I become a pawn in their dirty game. In order to survive, I have to do the one thing I promised myself I'd never do.
EMBOLDENED by Ever Coming: Jasper came roaring into my life almost two decades ago when he rescued me from certain death. Now it's my turn to save the sexy vampire. Only problem is, he doesn't want my help.
UNDONE by Skye Jones: I hate rich people and vampires, so when I meet a drop dead handsome man that is both, I want to despise him. But I need his help and put my principals to one side. What starts out as a way of securing my freedom becomes so much more, and soon I'm in too deep mind, body, and soul.
REFRAIN by Susan Griscom: My first Blood Courtesan client turns out to be the man of my dreams, the sexy-as-sin vampire rock star I've lusted after since I was a teen, but he wants nothing to do with me or what I have to offer, but making him accept me may be the only way for me to stay alive.
Excerpt:
I cupped her jaw and held
her gaze. “Don’t tempt things.”
Her breath hitched and
her pulse quivered under my fingertips. “Why are you trying to scare me?”
I massaged her supple
skin, enjoying the way goosebumps spread outward from my touch. “I don't think
I frighten you, Miss Young. I believe you're trying to figure out what you want
from me.”
Before she can answer, I
cover her mouth with mine. The aversion to my touch she'd had days ago, slipped
away as she pressed into my body. Her warmth seeped into my cold body, heating
me to the point of pain. I spent a lifetime as I am, and no human had ever
caused this physical ache until now. She was meant for me and I would show her
I was meant for her. I swiped my tongue across hers, addicted to the subtle
sweetness of her taste. She moaned, twining her tongue with mine, trying to
dictate the pacing.
I wanted to rip the
clothes from both of us, take her to bed and swallow her screams. I wanted to
drink down her blood and revel in it. I ripped my mouth from hers, then kissed
a path down her neck to where her heartbeat throbbed against the thin strip of
skin. I could hear the whoosh of her blood through her veins. It sang to me.
Beckoned me to take from her. A sample of things to come, once Cyra agreed to
more.
Her fingers curled into
my hair. “Do it,” she muttered. “Please.”
Who was I to not give
into her demands? “The next time I take from you, we'll be naked and I'll be
deep inside you.”
She let out a startled
whimper as I dragged my fangs across her neck. She sucked in a breath as I
struck, puncturing her flesh. The intoxicating spill of her blood over my
tongue would be one I crave for all eternity. She tasted of sin and decadence.
Of sunshine and purity. Cyra shook against me, the feminine musk swirling
around us grew thicker as she rubbed against me. My cock twitched, and I feared
the sensations rolling through me, would lead to embarrassment. It took all of
my willpower to not encourage her to continue that sensual glide across my body
and to give over to the baser instincts fighting within me for domination. Yet,
somehow, I held onto a bit of my humanity and forced down the ill-begotten
intentions. I swallowed the sampling of her blood, then pulled back to lick the
wound, aiding in her healing. When I glanced up, her eyes were heavy and a
small smile formed on her lips. The bite of a vampire can be pleasurable or
painful depending on the reasons why we drink. She'd never know pain from me.
I brushed a few strands
of her wheat-blonde hair from her face as her eyes fluttered closed. “You are a
treasure, Miss Young.”
