Books, Halloween

Your Incubus Is Waiting #MFRWHooks

In this excerpt, Layla wakes up at midnight on Halloween to find a strange, nearly naked man in her living room who says he’s an incubus.

“Let’s start again. Who are you?”

His infectious smile wavered, drawing my attention to how hawk-like his features were without the raised cheeks of a grin. I clenched my toes, afraid of what his anger would bring, but any ire snapped away in an instant. “I am yours, Layla. What more need be said?”

“Mine? How the shit are you mine? I’ve never seen you before in my life!” I shouted again, still brandishing the candle. To my surprise, he kept acting like it was a real threat to him.

His eyes stayed steady on the sweet pea pillar while he spoke. “I am here to answer your every desire.”

My desire? Who the shit breaks in and… No.

Ah fuck, no. Dana and the rest did not chip in to get me a…an incubus, as he called himself. Did that mean a male prostitute?

She said my gift would arrive later, and I did give her a key to my apartment in case of emergencies. Did sneaking a male whore inside count as an emergency? I whipped back to my front door, noting the locks in place.

“Look, this is all very…” Humiliating that my friends know I can’t get a date to save my life. “Flattering, but I don’t—”

The stranger stepped closer, and my senses flooded with him. His heat burst across my skin like a warm bath. His scent, rugged as an alpine mountain, tingled down my spine and lit a fire inside me. And his look…fuck me, but he was even hotter out of the shadows.

Those eyes that’d been dark as night were in actuality an otherworldly amber. His sharp nose and harsh cheekbones combined with the full bottom lip made the word pretty almost perch on my tongue. But then I glanced down his body, the muscles taut and proud, his gait strident, those full-to-bursting briefs, and he was nothing but fire.

“I am yours to command, to will, to dance to your every desire, my lady,” he announced, his head bowing low. My fingers ached to rummage through the thick hair before me, to tug on the roots and crush him to my lips.

His head popped up and a smirk greeted me. Shit, did he read the stupid horny thought on my face?

I stared at the candle. He didn’t seem to be a threat, and if Dana booked him…?

I mean, it’s never nice to return a gift unused, right? It seemed very impolite.

Some Like it Haunted Ink

All Layla wanted was to spend her Halloween birthday alone. She never expected a nearly naked man in a red thong to appear out of nowhere in her living room. He calls himself Ink and insists he’s an incubus bound to her. Not about to fall for that, she plans to toss him out on his shiny butt when she remembers her friends kept hinting at a late birthday present. Layla fears they got her one hot session with a man built for sex. And it’s not nice to return a gift without trying it out…

In this steamy prequel to a paranormal reverse harem series, Layla learns that her entire life has been a lie and that sometimes a man who wants to answer her every desire is exactly what he appears to be.

This is a Blog Hop!

1. Wednesday Seducing the Baker – Janet Lane Walters2. Between Hello and Goodbye (Iris Blobel)
3. A summer passion play – Lisabet Sarai4. Your Incubus Is Waiting – Ellen Mint
5. Daryl Devore – Two Truths and a Lie6. A New Look (Naughty Netherworld Press)
7. Hidden Gypsy Magic by Tena Stetler8. Hiring a Voiceover artist – Kayelle Allen
9. Holly Bargo: Satin Boots10. Laura Tolomei: Virtus Sex
11. Beverley Bateman: Death Southern Style12. Lynn Chantale: Safe Promises

5 thoughts on “Your Incubus Is Waiting #MFRWHooks”

  1. She doesn’t know what an incubus is? That would require demanding a definition, right? Or is that just the word smith in me that makes my reaction weird?


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