For hundreds of
years Carina has killed those she is intimate with by draining their life
force. That is her purpose, she is a succubus. When she meets Garron her life
changes. She discovers she can allow those she is intimate with to live by only
draining part of their life force. Being with him awakens something inside her
that has been dormant for many years–– emotions. Her life is changed, but not
everyone is happy about the new Carina.
Author Bio
G.E. Stills lives in the southwest with a loving wife. He
has grown children with children of their own. In his younger years at school
his teachers told him he had a vivid imagination if they could just read his
writing. His long hand was/is terrible. Tongue in cheek, he blames it on being
left handed and is very thankful for modern day word processors. While raising
and providing for his family he didn’t write for many years. Now that his
children are grown he spends much of his time in front of his computer monitor.
In his spare time he likes camping and sailing on a nearby lake in his pleasure
boat.
G.E. Stills heeds the call of the many characters that pop
into his mind and demand to have their stories put in print. Their tales are
both serious and humorous. A multi-published author, his stories cover many
genres including contemporary romance, paranormal romance and science fiction.
His stories are both erotic and non-erotic in nature. G.E. is the leader of a
local writers group and in addition hosts a meeting of his own locally on
fiction writing bi-monthly.
G.E. Stills loves to hear from his readers and can be
contacted at any of these sites.
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Excerpt
Carina, tired of
waiting, climbed in her car and headed for Dallas . She had just entered the outskirts
when the phone rang. "Abby," she answered and pulled to the side of
the road.
"This is
Mira. Look Abby I'm sorry I asked you to call."
Well at least she isn't whispering this
time. "Mira something is going on."
"I don't want
you to get involved. There's nothing you can do."
"Well I am
involved. As for the nothing…you let me decide that. Now what's going on?"
"It's
Tom."
"Tom's your
boyfriend?"
"No."
"Did you have
a lover's spat?" Carina asked.
"I wish it
was something simple like that. I already told you, Tom's not my
boyfriend."
"Tell me
Mira. Don't just make me guess."
Mira started
sobbing. "Tom's not a nice person."
"So leave the
bastard."
"He won't let
me."
"What to you
mean he won't let you? He physically won't let you leave?"
"Yes."
"Have you
called anyone?"
"Who would I
call? He doesn't let me have any friends."
"Duh… what
about the police."
"Tom is the
police. He's on the force."
"Then I'll
get you out of there. Give me your address."
Mira's voice
cracked with fear. "I can't. I'm afraid for me and you, but more for you.
He'll kill you."
You have no idea what I am Mira and what I'm
capable of. "He won't hurt me. Mira you reached out to me but I can't
help you unless you help me a little. What is your address?"
Mira mumbled the
information.
"I'll be
there in twenty. Be ready to leave. Just take what you can carry easily."
Carina slammed the car into drive and raced for the address. When she arrived
at the house she rang the bell. No answer. She rang again and faintly she
heard.
"Abby?"
"Yes."
"I can't come
to the door. The chain won't let me go that far."
Chain, what the fuck? "Then we'll
do this the hard way. Is there a back door? One that isn't build like Fort Knox
"Yes,"
Mira replied faintly.
Racing around
back, Carina spotted the door and grabbed the handle. Her muscles flexed and
she called on a little of the Kysa in her. The lock screeched and gave way
allowing the door to open.
"Mira,"
she called out.
"In
here."
Carina dashed in
the direction of Mira's voice. When she entered the bedroom she pulled up
short. Mira stood there facing her wearing bra and panties. The room contained
little other than a large mattress on the floor. Carina felt her eyes narrow
when she spotted the collar around Mira's neck and the chain leading from it to
a hook in the wall.
"What the
hell?" She moved closer and saw that Mira was covered in bruises and her
eyes were black. "Who did this? Tom?" Carina demanded.
Mira looked down
at the floor. "He and his buddies."
"We're
leaving…now!"
"I don't have
the key." Mira indicated the small padlock on her collar. "Tom wears
it around his neck."
"No
problem." Carina crossed the room, hooked her fingers under the collar and
pulled. It parted and dropped to the floor. She raced to the closet and saw
there wasn't a stitch of women's clothing. "Where are your clothes?"
"There are a
few things in the hall closet but other than that I don't have anything except
more of these." Mira pointed to her shelf bra and thong panties.
Carina ripped one
of Tom's long shirts from its hanger and tossed it to Mira. "Put this
on."
Mira was still
buttoning the shirt when Carina took her hand and jerked her toward the front
door. Placing her hand on top of Mira's head she almost shoved her in the car.
Carina raced around the car, scrambled behind the wheel and sped away. Carina
drove a few miles and pulled over.
"Mira how did
you get mixed up with that asshole?"
"Long story.
The short version is we met in a bar and started dating. He didn't treat me bad
back then. Mom and dad didn't like him though. I should have listened to
them."
"I need to
find a place to take you. Somewhere where you'll be safe. How about your
parents."
"Dead. They
were killed in a car accident. I can't prove it but I suspect Tom had something
to do with it."
"He killed
your parents?"
"I don't know
for certain but I think so."
"Brothers,
sisters, aunts, uncles," she rattled of the possibilities.
"No brothers.
I only have a couple aunts and one uncle. I'm not close to any of them. I do
have a sister but I can't go there."
"Why
not?"
"Because Tom
knows where she lives. He told me if I ever ran away… If I ever got away he'd
kill her."
"What if I
give you some money and you can go anywhere you chose. Change your name
whatever."
"He'll find
me. I know he will. Don't forget who he is. He has loads of connections."
"Fuck."
Carina hit the steering wheel with her fists. We're not getting anywhere here. "Mira tell me about Tom. I
can see the evidence. He beats you. What else?"
Mira broke down in
tears. Between sobs she said, "I can't. If you try to cause trouble for
him he'll go after my sister. I should go back. Maybe he won't be too angry if
I go back."
"Are you
fucking insane?"
"I won't tell
you any more. This was a bad idea. I never should have said anything to
you." Mira started to open her door.
Stop. Tell me everything, Carina sent
out a mental command.
Mira sat back in
her seat. Her eyes dulled and she started telling Carina about Tom, how her
beat her, how he did revolting sexual things to her. "He has friends. He
likes watching them have sex with me. Rough sex. There's always at least two
raping me but sometimes there's as many as five."
The more she
listened to Mira the more her anger rose until her blood boiled. This fucker's an animal. A rabid animal. Carina
reached a conclusion. And what do they do
with rabid animals. They put them down. Which is what I'm going to do.
Carina slammed the
car in gear. Squealed the tires in a u-turn and headed back to Tom's house.
"What are you
doing?" Mira asked her eyes wide and filled with fear.
"Mr. Shithead
Tom and I are going to have a talk."
"Talk?"
Mira trembled. "Talk? He won't listen. He’ll kill you."
Carina braked to a
stop in front of the house.
They looked at the
car in the drive.
"He's
here," Mira moaned.
Mira stay here, Carina commanded.
Carina wasn't certain
how long her mental command would last given Mira's emotional state. Long enough I hope.
Leaving the car,
Carina dashed up the sidewalk. She shifted just before she hit the front door
into a brawny woman that would make the build of a female wrestler pale in
comparison. The wooden door crashed away in splinters.
"What the
hell," she heard Tom shout from the bedroom. A moment later he raced back
into the room. Certainly in response to the crash of the door. "Who the
fuck are you?" Tom was already digging in his shoulder holster.
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