Michael’s Soul Mate: A Steamy BBW Vampire Romance
by Lorelei Moone
Vampires of London, #2
Publication Date: November 26, 2016
Genres: Adult, Paranormal Romance, BBW, Erotic, Romance
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Some vampires have trouble figuring out how they want to spend eternity, but playboy Michael Odell isn’t one of them. He knows exactly what he wants: fine wines and beautiful women fuel his passion and he’s made it his mission to sample as many of either as he can. Fate has other ideas. One night, on his way home, Michael discovers a woman lying face-down in an alley, who is losing the fight to live. There’s only one way of saving her: The Ritual. Little does Michael know that this little act of mercy is going to change his life forever and before long he finds himself falling for the curvy stranger.
Anna doesn’t remember how she ended up discarded at death’s door in a dark alley, only that she woke up there. She doesn’t even know her last name. After coming face-to-face with her gorgeous rescuer, she passes out again and finds herself in a lavish mansion with a new lease on eternal life.
Who – or more importantly, what – is she now? And the people who tried to kill her – why were they after her? Anna is determined to figure it all out for herself. But before her questions are answered, she has to learn that even in this new immortal existence, it’s good to have friends – and perhaps a lover – by your side.
Anna felt a sense of familiarity now that she looked into his eyes. Like she’d seen him somewhere before, even if she had no actual recollection of it. That was silly though, obviously. Her memory or lack thereof was playing tricks on her.
She scooted a little closer to him. He wasn’t so bad after all. And damn, the subdued light from the stars above made him look even more handsome. If that was even possible.
Earlier, he’d kept their eye contact to a minimum. He’d even avoided physical contact, until their outing earlier. Now, her hand rested on the roof just beside his, their little fingers touching. He didn’t pull away, and neither did she.
And he continued to stare into her soul, making her heart beat faster. Was that her heart, though? Did vampires even have heartbeats?
She felt giddy and lightheaded. No matter how quickly he’d brushed it away, she was certain that this gesture meant something more than he was willing to admit.
“Do you come here often?” she asked, then grinned when she realized the cliché.
Michael smiled subtly. “Often enough to recognize a new face.”
This man had an infuriatingly gorgeous smile. To go with his infuriatingly gorgeous face.
Anna’s thoughts were swimming. She found it hard to focus on anything but the curve of Michael’s lips.
“It’s not so bad, this new life,” she mumbled.
His smile widened.
She leaned in, closer and closer. His scent filled her nostrils. Intoxicating and seductive, like an expensive cologne.
Michael similarly leaned toward her until their faces were only an inch apart.
And just like that, without planning to, really, Anna pressed her lips against his.
The heartbeat in her chest seemed to speed up to a high frequency buzz. Her chest filled with—she wasn’t quite sure with what. Excitement. Nerves.
She felt alive, like every one of her was synapses firing at an intensity she wouldn’t have thought possible before. Her whole body was electric, every inch of her skin highly sensitized.
Michael reached for her, slipping his hand behind her neck and cradling her as he returned her kiss. Their tongues collided and fireworks seemed to erupt behind her closed eyelids.
It was so beautiful, she had to fight back tears.
And just like that, it was over. Michael withdrew his hand and pulled away.
Anna opened her eyes in distress. Why? Why did he stop?
“I’m sorry, this isn’t fair on you,” Michael stammered. He refused to look her in the eye.
Had she misread the situation completely? Had he not just brought her here to this incredibly romantic spot and showed her all the beauty that lay at their feet? Had he not just tried to convince her that immortality wasn’t as scary and alien as it had seemed to be at first?
Did he not care for her?
“I shouldn’t have done that,” he said, shaking his head. “I’m your maker. It’s inappropriate.”
Anna didn’t know what to do or where to look as he got up, dusted off his trousers, and took a few steps away from her. She’d faced rejection in the past, but nothing like this. He’d been into it just now, hadn’t he?
“I don’t understand,” she mumbled, and wrapped her arms around herself protectively.
“Look.” Michael reached for her shoulder, then stopped about an inch away. “I’m really sorry. I got carried away in the moment. This isn’t right. I’ve taken advantage of your situation and I shouldn’t have. This is your first night as a vampire, and you don’t need to be wrapped up in all this.”
Anna frowned. Taken advantage? What the hell was he talking about?
“I kissed you,” she said. “If anyone took advantage—”
Michael shook his head. “No. I’m sorry. I’m going to go inside now. If you need anything, I’ll be in the library.”
Anna’s throat tightened, making it impossible for her to respond. Before she had the chance to regain her composure, he’d walked across to the edge of the roof and climbed down, possibly to enter through a nearby window.
She didn’t recall ever being faced with a guy acting this hot and cold around her, but then of course she wouldn’t. She didn’t remember much of anything.
What did it mean?
Anna pulled her legs up, wrapped her arms around them, and rested her chin on top of her knees.
A lot had happened today, and perhaps some peace and quiet was exactly what she needed. Not that it was particularly quiet up here. She could hear traffic, as well as the occasional siren, miles away. She tried to focus on the rustling of fallen leaves being carried by the odd winter breeze in the park.
That kiss, though. Holy hell. Despite the awkwardness of his sudden departure, and the confusion he left her in, she couldn’t get it out of her mind.
Was everything just more intense now that she was no longer mortal? He had overwhelmed her, turned her into a mushy mess of emotions and sensations that felt completely alien. Considering she didn’t have her memory back yet, this was essentially her first ever kiss now. She hated that it had to end so soon.
Although it was probably for the best. She had enough to worry already about without adding relationship issues into the mix.
If a little kiss felt this amazing, then what was sex like?
Anna groaned. She’d be a lot better off banning these speculations from her mind. He wasn’t into her, or at the very least, he didn’t consider her ready, whatever that meant.
And she wasn’t about to throw herself at some guy she’d known all of what—ten hours? Most of those hours she’d been passed out. How could she even know what kind of guy he was?
Plus, she wasn’t that kind of woman.
She might not remember the finer details of her old life, but she was certain of that fact.
Plus, he wasn’t even into her. Or was he?
IF YOU ARE LOOKING FOR ANOTHER SEXY VAMPIRE WHO FINDS HIS FOREVER MATE, DON’T MISS ALEXANDER’S BLOOD BRIDE, BOOK #1 IN THE STEAMY VAMPIRES OF LONDON SERIES!
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Cat has never been a social butterfly. The only reason she even agreed to go to the stupid Halloween party was because her friend and room mate Shelly wanted to attend. When she gets spooked upon almost falling into bed with the host, she’s convinced it was all a big mistake. And what’s worse, now people are stalking her wherever she goes!
Alexander Broderick has been hosting his annual Halloween parties for over a century. While his contemporaries use them as an excuse to engage in all kinds of debauchery, his own motives are more benign. He wants to converse, to get a feel for the times they live in through its people. But when Cat walks into his house, he forgets himself and is compelled to seduce her. There’s only one problem: she’s a so-called Blood Bride – a mortal woman whose blood smells so delicious that every vampire in town wants to drain her.
He knows he’s the only one wanting to keep her safe, but can’t act as long as she wants nothing to do with him. And then there’s his own growing hunger to contend with. Can he protect her from the rest of the vampire community, as well as his own lethal cravings?
It’s the ultimate forbidden romance; the love between a mortal and a vampire. What is it that makes flirting with death so utterly tempting? Read on and find out.
ABOUT LORELEI MOONE
Lorelei Moone is an up-and-coming author of paranormal romance based in London. A lover of all things sweet, and caffeinated, when she’s not writing about sexy bear shifters and their strong-willed curvaceous love interests, Lorelei can be found baking cookies or cakes for her family.