Halloween: Mojocastle Tricks!
Alternative Lifestyles, Contemporary, Holiday, Paranormal, GLBT
Mojocastle Tricks:
ALL HELLOS
Michael Barnette
Rated: Iron Maiden
Length: Bedtime Story
Price: 3.99
ISBN: 1-60180-011-8
Iris is a woman of lush curves on her way to a swinging singles weekend at a campground. She's expecting some action. What she's not expecting are two gorgeous men; one blond, one darkhaired.
The other thing she's not expecting is the monster...
Adrian looked up at the stunning beauty watching him so intently. His gaze shot to the night-decked woods, trying to pierce the gloom, but there was a solid wall of underbrush masking anything that might be lurking.
Hiding what he knew was lurking back there. A beast, one that carried the taint of death, of joyous killing. His own inner self tried to surface to meet the threat, but he stifled it with the strength of his will. Letting Iris see what either of them truly was would be devastating, not only to her fragile psyche at this stage, but to their ability to convince her she was not really human.
"I’m sorry, but unless you’ve got a spare, this car isn’t going anywhere tonight. The rim is bent," he told her, lying and hating that they had no other option open.
"Oh, you’re kidding me!" Iris said, throwing up her hands. "I’ve got all my stuff in the car."
"Well, we’ve got room in the back of the SUV, and we are going to the same party," Gabriel said, and Adrian could tell the man had turned on the charm, both figuratively and literally. As dark as it was he could see the dim sparkle of the magic flickering like St. Elmo’s Fire around her as the spell took effect.
He watched suspicion and a cautious amount of fear pass across the woman’s face, saw the magic inherent in her soul trying to overcome the spell Gabriel had set on her. If things went wrong now--if her innate power awakened too strongly--they could lose her. Or worse, she could accidentally lash out and do one or both of them injury they could not afford to suffer with something of such power watching them from the trees.
There was a loud crack from the woods, the sound sharp as a gunshot.
And far too close. Adrian’s hands fisted tightly, and he fought the desire to let his power free.
"Yeah, sure." The woman finally agreed, still sounding less than certain about her actions. "I mean, going with you is dangerous, but there’s something out there that’s creeping me out. Intellectually I know it’s just an animal, but there’s something about the sounds out there that make me not want to be here anymore." Her voice sounded a bit shaky, and he didn’t think it was a reaction to the magic Gabe had spun around her. No, from the way her violet eyes darted toward the trees he could tell she felt the danger she was in, even if her rational human mind--the part of her that didn’t believe in monsters--was busy denying what her soul knew was out there. Deadly intent. Insatiable hunger given form and substance.
Adrian followed her, casting a look at Gabriel. The other man was watching the shadowed trees very intently, his whole body tense, ready.
"I’ll get your bags," he told the woman.
"Um, sure," she agreed as Adrian grabbed the pair of suitcases out of the trunk and started for the SUV.
You know how heavy those are, don’t you? Gabriel asked him.
Ask me if I care right at this moment, he retorted as he tossed the woman’s bags in the back, shoving stuff out of the way so Gabriel would still be able to use the rearview mirror.
You do have a point, Gabriel replied.
Do you have any idea what that is out there?
None. I just know whatever it is, we’re better off not facing it at the moment.
It’s after her, isn’t it?
That would be my guess.
Adrian glanced at the woman. Iris had leaned into her car to retrieve her purse. It gave Adrian a wonderful view of her behind, a view that brought a smile to his lips and made his cock throb sharply.
Easy, boy, Gabriel teased him, his lover’s hand gliding over his ass as he stepped forward to pull the SUV’s rear door closed. Keep it in your pants and pay attention to the trees. Whatever is out there is powerful, and carries a very strong taint.
Do you think Carrie has kept the wards around her place up?
We can hope. I’d hate to think of the damage that thing could do if she hasn’t.
It’s got the feel of a killer beast, that’s certain. What form do you think it’s taken?
I’ve no idea. I just sense the taint and the power, Gabriel replied as the woman approached them, a feather boa tossed around her neck making an artful display out of her already memorable cleavage.
Adrian felt the flare of lust hit Gabriel and he chuckled. Keep it in your pants, Casanova. Dangerous beast in the trees and all that.
Michael Barnette is a master at building tension and using magic and psychic ability creatively in the storyline. The characters really come alive and the level of passion they feel during lovemaking can only be felt with another one of their kind, so the lovemaking is intense, and the lovers are open to sensual experiences with each other. It was a great escape to read Mr. Barnette’s story and to quote his main character Iris, “How many women didn't fantasize about being so good in bed they could turn a gay man straight?” FOUR STEAMING CUPS OF COFFEE!
Missy
Reviewer for Coffee Times Romance
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*Bestseller!