Kiki Howell ~where love is a mystical thing~
Kiki Howell shares with us a short paranormal romantic suspense story.
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Kiki Howell shares with us a short paranormal romantic suspense story.
SACRIFICES-paranormal, romantic suspense by Kiki Howell
“May the best one of us bring in his head upon a platter,” a gruff, baritone voice hissed in her ear. The tone was as menacing as it was seductive. A dry fire burned in her lungs as a cool chill ran it’s fingers down her spine. Both impaired her breathing, but she took off into a run along with him anyway.
Alexx knew if she was the one to capture the infamous Richard Vosslar during tonight’s foray for spoils of the mortal kind, then Brandon would be denied the victory. Brandon was the voice, the only one who’d been standing behind her, huddled into a dark corner. Intimate. Dangerous. She’d worked in close confines and on many a deadly mission with the man in a Special Activities Division of the CIA. The two of them, along with six others, were referred to as a Special Ops Group and were trained to carry out the deniable covert missions of this branch of the government. Tonight, they were on foreign soil to kidnap a man deemed ‘a threat’ to current plans of a Middle East stationed Marine Force Recon unit.
Over the past two years, Alexx had seen Brandon in many ways, in various states of peril and affliction. In all of them, he appealed to her. His physical abilities were unparalleled, and his character was impeccable. The things he’d done for others never ceased to amaze and fluster her. Who was she kidding, she couldn’t think a rational though about him. Yet, her feelings for him were her weight to bear alone. The man was as silent and deadly as they came, and as dedicated and caring as she had ever met at the same time. Trying to keep up with him was not the only thing making her warm!
As they moved through the oddly designed building, she knew there was no sense denying that fact to herself. Telling Brandon, on the other hand, was a completely different story. He was a vampire, one of the undead, and Alexx was very much alive and very much a witch. Everyone in their secret division had some otherworldly abilities.
The Special Ops group consisted of: herself, a hereditary witch able to manipulate energy; two vampires with power and speed; a tenacious werewolf and a more diversified shifter; a psychic trained to be a killer by the Marines; an actual mothman whose skills with mind control and prophesy had proven invaluable; and an old sorcerer whose varied magic keep him equally useful. The competition within this group was fierce. They battled for the prize, day in and day out, whatever their mission, not for each others affections. And tonight, Vosslar had to disappear.
The job was delicate and critical. The eight of them were paired up to search the premises Mr. Vosslar was supposedly on. As usual, her partner was Brandon, not that she was complaining. Well, much.
She’d denied him a response, a reaction even. Concentrating instead on his hand on the small of her back, they halted their run to squeeze through a door. Yet, on the other side, she stiffened as Brandon’s hands grabbed her waist to make her crouch behind a stack of dilapidated boxes. He was always doing that, helping her with his generous nature, not knowing he was impairing her at the same time.
The next moments went by her in a quick, adrenaline rush. A voice came through both of their ear pieces. They were so close, with his chin over her shoulder and his cheek against hers, that the voice came through in unison. It was the sorcerer. He and the mothman had spotted their target boarding a plane.
“Stay put.” Alexx took charge after a moment’s pause. “Sorcerer, use a telekinetic manipulation spell on him. Don’t let him leave. I will support with a shield of energy to prevent him from running once we get there. Brandon and Moth will enter the plane. You will have mind control, quickness and muscle between you.”
Brandon turned her body toward him as if she were nothing but a rag doll. His one slightly raised brow made it seem as if his eyes bore right through her. Her frozen body trembled, heat blazed within. He let out a growl, animalistic and lethal, rather than words. Then, he let go of her and took off toward the back of the building where the plane was.
She followed. Once on the black pavement, she met the sorcerer’s spell with straight magic to immobilize the aircraft. Not cognizant of time passing, she waited, hoping she’d handed Brandon the win by letting him go in. Her reward was feeling the imprint of his cool hands still heating all of her flesh. It was enough. Focus, she shouted at herself, taking a deep breath as she let the fire of her magic burn through her hands to hold the shield.
So, it took a second where time stood still to comprehend seeing Robert Vosslar come running from the plane. Her heart began thumping hard enough to make her stomach roll. Worry if her vamp had been hurt somehow was pushed into a throbbing part of her head while she moved her efforts to binding the bad guy with invisible, magick roping.
As Richard fell to the ground, there was a flash of blurred colors. She met with the smoky-blue eyes of her sexy man of the night overtop of her captive seconds later. Held by unseen ties of a more emotional nature, she couldn’t see if he was unscathed.
“You okay?” Her voice, pitched high, hurt her own ears.
“Yeah. Thanks, Alexx,” he huffed in a breathy voice. “I don’t know how he got by me.”
“You let me escape, you fool! You told me to run to the gorgeous woman outside the plane or I was dead rather than a captive of the US government. What the hell game are you up to?” Richard spit out, his voice booming over her even from his position at her feet.
“What? I thought he’d hurt you! I could’ve cared less about some win.” She glared at Brandon. “Your fool move makes us both losers! I didn’t really win if you send him to me to capture! Why did you do that?” Speaking quietly strained her vocal cords as her chest heaved up and down.
“You volunteered to hold the plane to concede the win to me. I got it.” He shook his head at her. “I love you, too. Don’t you get it?”
Brandon’s response left her speechless, but his searing kiss left her feeling victorious in a way she’d only dreamed of.
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Some Books by Kiki
Blurb: After a Wiccan ritual opens her eyes to her old friend, Maddie’s first week together with Ryan, goes by in a blur of knots and ropes.
Together, they find the freedom they seek in bondage. But, when Maddie’s controlling ex-husband returns hell-bent on taking her back, will Ryan and Maddie be bound by the past or become tied to each other?
Aubrey Griffen is a witch whose true reasons for coming to London soon fall to the wayside when she catches the eye of Edmund Bryant, the Marquess of Dalysbury. He seduces her into a whirlwind romance until the lies and threats of his mother force her to flee to Triaill Brimuir, a secret island of her ancestors off the coast of Ireland. Edmund goes after her only to be hit by Aubrey's confusion and anger when she magically transforms him into an elemental beast of her own creation. However, it is when Edmund's lust mysteriously turns him back into a man that the couple are forced to deal with a family secret and untold of powers. Now, Edmund must learn to shift himself into the beast in order to save her in a battle of black verses white magic. Fraught with scenes of explicit intimacy, romantic spells and mystical shapeshifting, Torn Asunder is a unique blending of the age of manners with sexual magic.
Blurb: In a world where wizards and sorcerers do not get along due to differences in their magic, sorcerer, Aaron is hired to guard the wizard, Myleana. However, the attraction between them once locked in an unusual lab under his own wall of protection ignites in otherworldly ways.
When they come under attack and all they believed in becomes questionable, will these two remain separated by their world's prejudices? Will the lies, betrayals and opinions of even their own families stand in the way of the alchemy of sex, especially when sorcery and wizardry come into play?
Blurb: Kamillia is an author of paranormal romances living in an upscale suburb of Cleveland, Ohio. Accused of being an actual witch herself by an ambitious group of businessmen with a dark agenda, she is surprised to find a man who resembles one of her fictional, alpha male heroes at her door offering her protection.
Luca is an immortal Watcher from the River of Light. Sent to Earth to help Kamillia, whose true heritage has yet to be revealed to her, Luca is caught off guard by the fighting spirit of the woman and the way his human body betrays him in her presence.
When research for her next novel requires Kamillia to travel to Italy, she and Luca are forced to join together despite numerous obstacles to overcome the evil of many centuries blocking a portal there. Only then, can she return to the problems awaiting her in her own city, with or without this stranger who has captured her heart but cannot share her future.
Blurb: Samantha, a confident witch, is eager to help David, a creatively frustrated ad executive she happens upon. She proposes a daring venture in which she will lead him through the steps of a sexual magic spell with the intent to heal him. Instantly mesmerized by her beauty and knowledge, he soon learns that pleasure is magick as they create an energy circle by bathing, massaging and arousing one another in various positions.
Yet, once the spell has been completed, he finds he cannot just take his talisman and walk away from her, and the witch finds her carefully protected heart on the line. When the tables turn will David be able to teach the teacher a thing or two about romance?