Prince of Death ~ Demetri #CharacterConfessions #ynwrites #ASMSG #AuthorGO

This confession is an oldie, but definitely a GOODIE! Nevertheless, it has earned its spot in the collection of character confessions.

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From the comfort of my underground chambers, I feel daybreak slowly stretch across the region. I can only envision the sight and reminisce about what it’s like to watch the sun rise. Now, I’m ever so eager to see it fall, for that is when my day begins and yours end.

Fatigue weighs heavily on me as Lady Sun kisses the sky. The ingrained downfall of my nature makes me sluggish. Don’t think of this as a complaint. I’ve come to terms with the disadvantage of my extended curse…and gift.

Slumber calls to me, but I gave my word to a young author, one whom I had the pleasure of tasting last night.

Ahh, dear sweet, delicious, Yvonne…

I still see the astonishment on her face when I sailed through her window as a shadow on the wind. Imagine that. A creature she thought was a figment of her brilliant imagination actually exists. Correction, have existed, many, many centuries on this God forsaken planet.

Still, the tangy sweetness of her blood lingers on my tongue, reminding me of why I’m resisting the natural urge to sleep.

She willingly met her end of the bargain, and now I shall meet mine.

My name is Demetri Bithanos. Some know me by that name, but most know me as Death. Born in this world as a human Andausian and turned demon vampire, I am the slayer of this realm. Demon blood stains my blade and evil mortals whet my appetite. Death is a part of me and is my sole purpose here on earth.

This will not be a story of my past or a revelation of how I became an immortal nightwalker. It’s pointless to discuss this with you all when you are nothing more than a means to satisfy my dark desire. You don’t need to know me. You just need to fear me.

You see, I know your darkest secrets. I know the wicked thoughts and desires that caress the walls of your mind. The sheer fibers of your sins compel me to come to you and claim what you have taken for granted. Your precious life.

Forget what you think you know of my kind. I don’t fear crosses or garlic, and I don’t need an invitation to enter your domain.

I come and take as I please.

Does that arouse you? Your heartbeat quickens with my words. Your blood runs hot with fear. Ah, yes. You know I will come for you. Tonight, tomorrow perhaps? I should enlighten you, but I will not.

Continue to wonder. Continue to dream.

When you close your eyes, you’ll see me as the whisper of a shadow, taunting you, ravishing your mind. Then when you open your eyes, I’ll be there, watching you, wanting you.

It is futile to resist. Don’t run. I will catch you. Don’t hide. I will find you. Don’t scream, I will… On second thought, I would like it very much if you’d scream for me. Struggle if you’d like. It makes the draw of your blood that much sweeter.

I don’t want to hear about your regrets or the things left undone during your sad, misbegotten life. It doesn’t concern me. Beg for your life if you must, but know it will do you no good. The moment I became aware of you, your life was over, mine to claim.

Don’t bother to repent to me. I am not your priest. In this still moment in time, I am simply your lover in death.

You know this now when you look into my eyes and your life flashes before them. Surrender to me. There is nothing you can do, nothing you can say to change my intent. You belong to me now.

You’ll be pleased to know that my methods of taking life are not always so brutal and monstrous as you may think. How I ravage your body and soul is entirely up to you. Tell me, how do you want to die? Caught up in utter bliss?

I can be gentle if you’d like. Would you want me to touch you there? Would you want me to bite you here? Lick your gushing wound? Fill your aching core? Would you…?

Do my questions confuse you? Do my actions confound your mind? I sense that it does, for I smell the arousal of your body stirring all around me. It dances and weaves with the distressing emotion you feel right now.

Are you shivering? Let me hold you.

Do not fret, this will not end quickly. I am a slow and explorative lover. I’ll be sure to tantalize your every fantasy and taste every inch of your flesh before you take your final shuddering breath, my sweet lover in death.

Whisper my name as I lap at the quivering veins on your inner thighs. The vessels throb and bulge beneath my tongue, begging to be pierced. I indulge. Do you feel my fangs slide into your flesh? The strings of my dark rapture scatter throughout your entire body? Isn’t it insanely blissful? Do you want more?

Don’t hold back. Let it go.

As waves of ecstasy storms through you, your heartbeat slows. Between soft butterfly kisses, I leave a stamp of my passion up the center of your body. Yes… Can you feel me, beautiful one? Can you feel your life slipping away?

I lock my lips over your jugular and slide between your inviting thighs. I drank deeply, slowly, ravenously, taking in the very essence of you.

Your flesh grows cold. Your breathing is shallow then finally your heart stops.

A beautiful death for you. Wouldn’t you be so fortunate to die in my embrace.

~ Demetri Bithanos, Prince of Death (the Dragon Queen Series)

Author Yvonne Nicolas © 2017  |  All Rights Reserved

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Excerpt from Scarlet Moon #InterracialRomance #VampireRomance #UrbanFantasy #ian1 #ASMSG

I have quite a few big things happening in the next couple of months so I’m on the grind times 2. ^_^ Scarlet Moon Book 2 of the Dragon Queen Series is finally in print and it is gorgeous ya’ll!

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I have a few autographed copies that are on their way to readers at this very moment. Thank you to the giveaway winners who have been so patient with me. I had no idea moving would throw my whole schedule out of whack. Nevertheless… Slowly but surely I’m getting back into the groove.

I’m on it, people! 😉

Now for your reading pleasure, an excerpt from Scarlet Moon.

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Print Cover for SCARLET MOON #VampireRomance #IAN1 #ASMSG #DragonQueen

Finally, Scarlet Moon Book 2 of the Dragon Queen Series is in print. I have a proof copy on the way then I can send it out to the winners of past contest. Our move to our new house in combination with unforeseen events threw a big monkey wrench in my plans to get this out. I’m happy it’s finally done. Thank you so much for your patience.

In the near future, I’ll be selling autographed print copies of all my books from this site, including Dragon Queen Series merchandise and jewelry.

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In the meantime, here’s a sneak peek of the print cover for the gritty paranormal romance, Scarlet Moon. I think it’s purdey. ^_^

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Blood Buffet #ParanormalRomance #ASMSG #Oct #InterracialRomance #Vampires

SilentScreams_ebook_final_smallUnable to focus on anything but the scent of the aroused blood bags in his bed, he rolled onto his stomach and pushed up on all fours. More blood. More… His vision was blurry. However, his other senses were keen. He could hear them calling to him, moaning his name, seductively taunting him.

Demetri ran hands along the silk sheets, until his fingers brushed a foot. He grabbed the woman’s ankle and dragged her across the bed. Her playful shriek invigorated him.

On her stomach, the woman, drew up onto her knees. She bowed her back, hiked her bottom in the air, and spread her thighs, her manner to offer her pussy for the taking.

Oh my… If he were in a calmer state of mind, he’d take the time to enjoy the lovely image of eroticism she presented. This was the same position Sharayna displayed to him in her moment of untamed desire. Growling in need for his dark angel’s essence, he palmed the woman’s backside. He drew in a deep inhale of her wanting sex and shoved the full length of his cock into her inviting sheath.

Her scream held such sweet ecstasy.

The scene wavered in the back of his mind as if it were a mere hallucination. Yet, he knew this moment, as well as this woman, was real. His vision clouded, his fangs lengthened.

That’s when something became very clear. Their blood was tainted with an alien substance. I’ve been poisoned. The realization came to him too late, and was useless now. The monster had taken a hold of him and its only desire was to be fed.

Fisting the woman’s hair, he plunged his engorged member in and out of her body with no tenderness, no emotion, and certainly no mercy. Her shrill cries bounced off the walls, and rippled the water surrounding his bed.

Desperate for a release that was lost to him, he yanked the woman up against him and sunk his elongated fangs deep into her jugular.

Her blood was a little sweeter than the others, pussy a little tighter. She was corrupt and utterly delicious.

He drew from her, slowly, savoring her thick, vital elixir, bucking feverishly into her gushing slit. Her screams drowned out the pounding in his head.

Her life was fading, but he couldn’t stop heaving into her body, devouring her spirit. The sliver of sin in her soul had him locked onto her, digging into the very core of her life force. Demonic madness!

From behind, another woman embraced him and pressed her full breasts into his back. Her body was hot, scorching his cold demon flesh. “Don’t forget about me,” she cooed into his ear.

He released the frail soul in his clutches and teleported her before he could claim her life. Dipping his head back, he roared. He despised this uncontainable sensation, this need to fuck and feed on anything with a pulse.

Goddamned this inner demon!

He exhaled a harsh breath as he attempted to steady his mind, and gain control of himself, even if it was futile. He reached behind him, grabbed the delightfully scented woman by her neck and threw her on her back. “More blood,” he groaned.

“I got plenty for you right here, baby.”

He shook away the cloudiness and gazed deeply into a pair of enticing, chocolate colored eyes.

This one was a pure blood shifter, and she was not the least bit frightened of what he intended to do to her.

No fear? He felt inclined to change that.

As his eyes wandered over her soft honey toned flesh, he dug his fingers into her dreads. The course tresses massaged his hand, pulling a chuckle out of him. It felt nice. With her hair fisted in his grip, he rammed his cock into her pussy, grinding their groins together on impact.

She latched onto his shoulders and braced against him, clenching her teeth, growling, refusing to gift him with the high-pitched song that stroked his demon’s desires.

“Oh you will scream for me.” Intently watching her, he surged into her sopping, wet channel, listening to the flow of her blood. Her plump, round globes bounced to the pace of his unrelenting thrusts. The second her body bowed and her mouth stretched wide to sing that song he oh so adored, he struck, claiming her throat in animalistic passion.

Fear revealed itself and coated her blood as it gushed into his mouth and down his throat.

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A brand new installment to The Dragon Queen Series will release soon. Stay tuned for special snippets and excerpts from the anxiously awaited novel, SHIFTING DARKNESS Book 2.5.

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