Hungry for a Sexy Bite? Naughty Nights Press Anniversary

Blog Hop that is – I thought I would give you the first in a trilogy about creatures of the night. I love vampires but mine are darker, edgier and hungrier for more than just blood. The second will be coming out in a couple of months so… Comment on this for a chance to win a copy of Red Fire – Domination. Tell me your favorite vampire and why – sexy or terrifying? Take a taste where my hero is longing and yet terrified to face what he’s becoming. Amidst a backdrop of horrors terrorizing a city in the heart of the south a man and a monster have to work together – but what about the attraction they feel?

RED FIRE – SURRENDER  

NAUGHTY NIGHTS PRESS

Jax somehow managed to lower his shaking form down onto his knees and while he waivered back and forth, he was able to keep the nausea at bay. The golden strands of the kid’s shoulder length hair fell across his horror filled face. Whatever the boy had seen mere seconds before he’d been slaughtered remained in his stricken glassy eyes. “Damn it!” He had to look away. It had always been the eyes that he could barely take. The victims always had the same look as if somehow they simply couldn’t believe that there was truly anyone capable of such violence. And this killer, this butcher was a living, breathing nightmare.

As he looked more closely he couldn’t believe the level of violence that encapsulated his entire body. Granted, there was so much blood that he couldn’t make out the extent of his injuries but the killer had taken his time with the slaughter. “Can I examine?”

“Just put these on.” Charlotte handed him a pair of latex gloves. “You and I have to stop meeting like this Detective or people are going to talk.”

Sighing, Jax glanced up into her eyes and nodded. They all joked to aid the wretched acts but this time there was little that could be said.

“Doc, what the hell could have done the chiseling to his ribs and stuff? I mean, holy shit that doesn’t look like it was done with any machine,” Mike asked quietly.

“Could be a hack saw in truth but I won’t know until I get him down to the lab,” Charlotte breathed, shaking her head back and forth.

“I ain’t never seen a hack saw that could do something like that,” Mike chortled.

“The guy would have to be pretty damn strong.” Jax slipped his fingers across the flap of skin, pushing it aside and touching the edge of one of the ribs. He glanced to his left and could see broken bits and pieces of bones in chunks indicating the killer ripped out the ribs. “There is something weird about this.”

“That’s the understatement of the year, Detective.” Charlotte sighed. “Hey, can you guys keep the press out of here?” She barked toward the back door eyeing the blond creeping closer.

“I’ll get her.” Mike hissed and moved around them.

While the kid was naked, a bloody towel covered his torso. “Was he found covered?”

“No. I did it because the first two officers couldn’t stop retching. Don’t worry your officers were able to take pictures before the evidence was disturbed.” Charlotte crossed her arms. “I can honestly say in my long years doing this Jax, I’ve never seen anything like this and I dare say I don’t want to again.”

Jax shook his head and lowered the towel. In his career of almost eighteen years, he’d seen people beaten to death, near beheadings and even certain forms of bondage torture, but the sight below him was almost too much for his system to bear and took a particular brand of sick to inflict. “Oh fuck…I…” He could feel the first threat of vomit rattle from the depths of his belly and it took everything he had to calm the raging storm.

“I know.” Charlotte put her hand on his shoulder.

Jax closed his eyes. “For the love of God don’t allow this to get out or we’ll have more nut cases that we can handle.”

“You know what freaks me out the most about this?” Charlotte whispered.

“I’m afraid to ask you.”

“I think it was bitten off.”

Jax slid his eyes apprehensively toward the body, lowering the towel all the way down his bruised legs. He reached out, his hands shaking to the point he clenched them closed and willed his nerves to calm down. Gingerly he touched the edge of the boy’s penis and fought the whimper that nearly erupted from his throat. The jagged
edge did indeed look like a strong set of jaws had bitten off the bruised muscle. “Pre- or postmortem?” Jax shivered and closed his eyes. Who the fuck and why would they do something like this?

“Given the state of the blood surrounding the muscle and the condition, I would say the poor kid was very much alive.” Charlotte sighed and she moved onto her knees as she pointed toward the edge. “And this I need to check but I think the kid was um…hard when it happened and that um helped the killer be able to…to force it a bit easier into his rectum.”

Jax nodded as Mike walked back into the room, his gaze settling across the bloody mess.

“Ho-ly fuckin’ Jesus Christ! What the fuck is going on here?”

“Like I said, no one knows this. I have a terrible feeling there is much more going on with this murder than we will begin to understand.” Jax stood, his legs shaky and rubbed his eyes. “I don’t understand why the kid didn’t scream bloody murder.”

“Simple, his larynx was crushed and from the looks of it, by a blunt force.” Charlotte stood.

“No hand prints?” Jax asked.

“None.”

Jax looked at Mike. “The kid was probably surprised and incapacitated first.”

Charlotte nodded. “Okay boys, I need to get back to work.”

“Detective Steele?” A fresh-faced officer kept his wide eyes pinned onto Jax’s face but it was easy to tell he had glimpsed enough.

“Yeah?”

“The boy’s parents are on the phone and they’re demanding that they talk to the officer in charge.”

“That would be you buddy.” Mike nodded.

This was the part of his damning job that he hated the most. “I’ll be right there.” Jax glanced back at the boy one last time trying to figure out what the hell to say to his parents.

BLURB

Jax Steele was a haunted man. A Detective by trade, damning visions of a wretched event had taken not only his soul but also the family he loved dearly. Living a shadowed life, he accepted every wretched case given with a vengeance, determined to right the wrongs of his horrible past. When young men began showing up slaughtered like animals, the nightmares began all over again pulling him into his own private hell. All clues led to an elusive erotic artist of Russian decent who enjoyed the dark arts of BDSM and Jax believed he’d found his killer, yet intense hungers buried deep within were awakened and he wanted nothing more than to become Aleks’ student.

Aleksandr Vasiliev carried dark secrets of his own. A monster to some, the vampire had forsaken his past and the family regime in search of a new life away from murdering humans. Unfortunately his previous subjects turned up gutted and he was the only suspect. As Jax and Aleks forged a bond to try and find the murderer, each suspected something that neither could control. As the power of domination and control swirled around their relationship, Jax was forced to face not only his ugly past but also hungers that burned deep in his soul. Betrayed, Aleks was determined to save Jax, his true mate but powerful vampires from his past threatened not only his lover but the entire human race. In a race against time, few would survive.

What do you think? Ready to be bitten? I’ll give you a taste of Blue Fire – Domination next.

Kisses   xxx

Cassandre

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About Cassandre Dayne

Cassandre Dayne is the pseudo for the best selling author of romantic suspense and thrillers
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1 Response to Hungry for a Sexy Bite? Naughty Nights Press Anniversary

  1. June M. says:

    This sounds great! I don’t know that I have a favorite Vampire. If I had to pick, I would probably go with Wraith from Larissa Ione’s Demonica series. There is something very sexy about him. I love vamps though, from light, easy read ones to darker, more tortured ones.
    June M.–email subscriber.
    manning_j2004 at yahoo dot com

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