Love Out Of Lust Series

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Tantilizing Tuesday Teaser - 08/21/2012

Hey what's up? Hiyadoin? I'm back. I had to run quite late due to other commitments. I'm here to post a Tantilizing Tuesday Teaser based off a WIP that's about to be completed. "Finding Possibilities," about an older woman going with a younger man who fits all the right qualities, but could he be too good to be true?

Here is a snippet in 200 words enjoy! After reading this teaser, be sure you check out my peeps below... Enjoy!

Her embarrassment quickly turned to laughter. “Yeah, that’s my mother. She can be very direct. I’m just glad we didn’t stay any longer; she was really grilling you with the questions.”

“Well, thanks for saving me. I really didn’t have an answer for the movie.” He asked, “Do you want to see a movie after dinner?”

“Not really. I just said that to get her off your back. You were really nervous back there; I had to rescue you.”

“I was; thanks for saving me.”

She placed her hand on his leg. “You’re welcome... Darius?”


“Pull over at the next stop sign. There’s something I want to tell you.”


He stopped the car at the next stop sign, putting it in park, and then turned to her to ask, “Okay, what do you want to tell me?”

Without warning, she leaned over to him, and put her lips against his. Faith didn’t utter a word, but her kiss spoke volumes and his heartbeat responded with passion. Darius couldn’t mistake her excitement when she slipped her tongue between his lips; she tasted like sweet mint. He could spend all night right here, making out with Faith in his car.

Speaking into her kisses, “So, this is what you wanted to tell me?”

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Tantilizing Tuesday Teasers - 08/14/2012

Hiyadoin'? What's up? I want to welcome you all to Tantilizing Tuesday Teasers. This is the part where we express our true creativity based of a picture, that explains our muse, in 200 words; no more, no less. So stick around and enjoy this wonderful snippet from the creator of your AfterDark World: Ray Sostre.

Tyler came home, exhausted as hell. Since his new schedule change, he doesn't get his chance to see Darla during his breaks, like they normally do. Darla now works nine to five, while Tyler works eleven to seven. They're a difference between two hours; Darla, however, is two hours ahead of him. But Tyler would never know what excitement she would bring for him. She is so spontaneous, anything can happen -- anything!

As Tyler took off his fall jacket, he walked into the bed room and saw Darla in by far the most sexiest outfit ever-- a pink and black corset, with the heel of her leather boots holding away her stringy black thong, along with her new "Scorpio" symboled tattoo that Tyler got her on her birthday. He got a look at the beautiful woman on his bed, and he didn't need to question what she was doing -- it was obvious what was about to happen next.

Darla gave her most naughty grin. "I have a suprise for you. I managed to do it all by myself."

He set his jacket on the floor, and circled around Darla when he noticed an anal plug deeply inserted in her ass. It had a shiny jewel that made Tyler's cock ache in anticipation. Tyler knew how his evening would pan out.

"Oh Darla... damn!"

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Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Tantilizing Tuesday Teaser - 08/07/2012

Hiyadoin? It's been some time since I've been on Tantilizing Tuesday. I had been busy working on my website AfterDark Online, and I'm doing some improvements here and there. I want to provide my first Tantilizing Tuesday Teaser since July 10, and I want to have make sure I don't forget what I do. So here we are 200 words, no more, nor less of such seductive enjoyment - enjoy!

For three days straight, Krista had been coming home listening to her roommate Robyn having sex. It had been so long for Krista since she had sex that any sound of pleasure would get her excited. Krista had been looking at many different men, mainly at their packages that came with their boides. She needed sex so bad that she wanted to storm in on her roommate Robyn and take over from there. Sadly, she could only pleasure herself, and she didn't want to make any noises. This time her desire for pleasure has gotten so strong, she couldn't wait for the two to finish - she needed it now!

She leaned at the corner of the wall, immediately licking her lips with the naughty desire to touch herself. The excitement from Robyn's bedroom made Krista's center ache for something she hasn't felt in a long time. She closed her eyes and placed her left hand on her chest, removing the strap from her dress. At the same time, she placed her right hand under her dress, sliding her fingers down her soaken panties to touch her wanton center, wishing it was her getting fucked rather than Robyn.

Hey that is all for the day. I hope you have a wonderful day!

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Monday, August 6, 2012

Re-Launching AfterDark Online

It's been very long sice I've gone back to my writing, due to what I've been looking on doing with AfterDark Online. I'm so excited to be doing what I'm doing, and I love it with a full passion. But tomorrow, I will be in the Salt Lake City to do advertisements of AfterDark Online, along with a parterned publisher No Boundaries Press.

As of July 30th, I re-launched a new site that will feature far more than the original site. AfterDark Online, will be partnering up with many more people and publishers in the days to come. But in the meantime, check out my latest flyer advertisements below.

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Wednesday, August 1, 2012

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Whisper on a Scream
The werewolves are dying. Years of war between the Born werewolves and bitten, along with a lack of healthy bloodlines, has taken its toll on the race and if something isn’t done soon they will all be gone within the next fifty years. They are a strong breed, but have one major weakness that will probably end them all.
Werewolves – like their natural counterpart the wolves – breed for life; and if there is no mate, there is no life. A prolonged separation between mates can kill them more efficiently than any bullet ever could.
The Council are playing with fire when they use this very weakness against Sugar Lubec, the Born daughter of two bitten parents, to carry the offspring of Alpha Jack Coon. He is the leader of the largest werewolf pack in North America.
Ending the war between the two groups is the only thing that can save the werewolves and bring Jack and Sugar together. Can they do it before they end up paying the ultimate price for their long separation? Or will that price be the only thing that can end the war?

“Miss Lubec, though Alpha Coon's offer may be tempting, I must keep in mind the bloodlines from which you are descended. Your parents have killed off our race for over thirty years. They left you for dead and you were brought up by the human race. From looking through your records, I have come to the conclusion that you were raised to be a monster and you do it well. You showed signs of aggression at a very early age and showed no hesitation when it came to injuring people. Dangerous enough as a human woman, but a recipe for disaster as a werewolf because that is what you now are. As I see it, Miss Lubec, you are your mother's daughter right down to your good looks and quick wit.” Even though I knew nothing of my family, I now knew enough to know that this was a bad thing.
“But …” the second speaking member continued, “I am not the only member of this Council, and some feel you should be given a chance to thrive in a Pack-related environment, even if it is only an temporary experiment.”
The only person in the line up who looked at me was the woman on the end, Jack's relative. She was my saving grace, but she had a dangerous air about her. They say politics can corrupt an otherwise pure mind, and the longer you are exposed to them the worse it becomes – like standing next to a power plant and letting it turn your brain to cancer.
“Alpha Coon was right to offer the one thing we need, but I am denying you both that right. You will be allowed to live within the Pack for as long as you wish, but you will not be permitted to marry or have children within its ranks.” The woman at the end of the table flinched – as well as a woman of her age and condition could – but quickly covered it. I saw in that moment that she hadn't gotten the job for her lack of backbone or wit, and though she may have seemed decrepit, she was a force to be reckoned with. At the moment, I was just glad she seemed to be on my side.
Jack stood up, knocking his chair to the floor in his rush. “You're condemning her to death!” His features were twisted in hate and rage, as he pointed a finger towards the speaking elder.
I stood up and placed a hand on his extended arm lowering it gently. With it Jack's whole body sagged. It looked like my touch had the same affect on him as his did on me. A warrior's lace; the one thing that can soften a man of war is a woman's lace. A high school English teacher once told me why women like Lady Guinevere and Helen of Troy, though they were not the appointed leaders of their nations, could build them up according to the men they chose to love. The women could also be their death, depending on how the cards fell.
“No Mr. Coon, she will be permitted to marry outside the Pack if she chooses a human companion, but if you decide to once again ignore our commands, you will be punished with a death...hers.” The old man gave a confident nod of his head to signal the meeting's end and the group stood and filed out the way they came in, including the oldest woman, without a second glace in my direction.
Jack dropped his head into his hands when the room was empty. “They are testing my patience.” He voice made my lips curl into a frown. He sounded too confident for a man who feared this group so much.
I stood in back of his chair like a painted doll and stared at the clock...still ticking. Life goes on once again …


Author Bio:

Cree Walker lives in Northern Maine, otherwise known as the part north of Bangor. There she lives with her partner in crime and most patient debate opponent and their two dogs, a Doberman Pinscher for snuggling and a thirteen pound Rat Terrier for security. She can be found most days typing away at the computer or because she's forced to, working a full time job as an advanced psychiatric technician for the local hospital. Cree Walker lives in Northern Maine, otherwise known as the part north of Bangor. There she lives with her partner in crime and most patient debate opponent and their two dogs, a Doberman Pinscher for snuggling and a thirteen pound Rat Terrier for security. She can be found most days typing away at the computer or because she's forced to, working a full time job as an advanced psychiatric technician for the local hospital.


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