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The Princes of the Underground Series
Friday, November 5th, 2010

I’ve been trying really hard to work on the second book in the Princes of the Underground series, but various things keep interfering. Edits for The Hometown Hero Returns came in, and I had to scurry to make the deadline.

Some progress is being made, though. Here’s a random (very unedited) piece from the currently titled Satin Rapture, the second book in the Princes of the Underground series from Samhain.

She clung onto the banister—to consciousness, to her very sanity—with a desperate hold.

A voice resounded in her head before she lost consciousness, quite different from the dark angel’s callous tone, but strangely with the same unique accent, and so different from the icy precision of the accent of the man in her nightmare memories.

“It’s your home now. Welcome to Sanctuary. Let go now. Let go, Beauty.”

She followed his command without thought. Blackness enfolded her.

It will be interesting to see what the title ends up being…and if this tidbit even ends up in the book. 🙂 You never know, the way I slash. I liked it though.

Have you checked out Velvet Cataclysm, Book One in the Princes series yet? Here’s a quick bite (smile). This excerpt was the inspiration for the title, and I believe the key scene in the book. If you haven’t seen the video of Velvet Cataclysm, youu can check it out here. You can enlarge it by pressing the four outward facing arrows at the bottom.

Excerpt: Velvet Cataclsym

Her lush, parted lips sent him into a frenzy of lust, as if her mouth were an exposed sex organ. He palmed her ass and bent his knees before he fell on her, savaging the honeyed cavern behind her lips. She participated eagerly, tangling with his striking tongue, but it was a consumption as much as a kiss, and it was Saint who consumed, suckling her essence, swallowing Christina down his throat until he felt her essence zipping through his veins, bringing his flesh to vibrant life.

She flicked her tongue over the front of an incisor, a quick, precise tease, and he thought he’d explode then and there.

He moved, only vaguely aware that he wanted something solid behind them, so enraptured was he with burying himself in Christina’s taste. She gave a soft umph of surprise when he backed her into a thick tree trunk. He softened his kiss by way of apology, but within seconds the madness struck his brain again. He slid his hands behind her thighs and lifted her off the ground, pressing her pussy against his straining cock.

He raised his head and hissed.

Her eyes went wide as she looked up at him, and for a brief second, what she saw flashed into his brain. The moonlight cast his rigid features in bluish light and black shadow. His fangs flashed white and lethal in the darkness.

She gasped and laid her head back on the bark of the tree, exposing her throat. He understood her reaction had come from arousal at the breaking point.

Not fear.

He leaned down and scraped his fangs gently over her madly throbbing pulse, the moment sublime.

When he sunk his teeth into Christina, it was like a velvet cataclysm—an explosion of sensation contained within the softest embrace. The sure knowledge that he would never harm her because he knew love—because he could love—flowed through him, an elixir as sweet as Christina’s vitessence-rich blood. He heard her sharp inhale, felt her body stiffen against him as pleasure infused them both.

4 comments to “The Princes of the Underground Series”

  1. Mary G
      · November 6th, 2010 at 7:49 am · Link

    Holy Smokes Beth! That was so hot. I marvel that you can write in so mnat genres.

  2. Mary G
      · November 6th, 2010 at 7:49 am · Link

    many genres

  3. Lea
      · November 6th, 2010 at 12:01 pm · Link

    Wonderful snippet Beth, very sensuous / intriguing. I hope it stays in. *g*

    Thank you for sharing!

    L 😀

  4. Dottie
      · November 16th, 2010 at 1:59 pm · Link

    Loved Velvet Cataclysm, waiting for book 2…

    I’ll leave you alone now, so you are write… lol


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