Forbidden Desires: A Vampire Trilogy, Part I: Revelations

By Jemma Jones

Zoe has been nationally humiliated by her husband, and quietly retreats to the seaside town of Sea Rock. Shattered and broken, Zoe meets a mysterious and sexy stranger, Levi. Zoe quickly becomes consumed with thoughts of Levi, and a delicious game unfolds between the two. Will Zoe get what she craves? And can Levi protect her from what awaits in the night? Adult Material
Excerpt:
“Please, Zoe, I am begging you to stop taking your clothes off. I am going to lose all of my resolve,” he moaned.
“Good, lose it,” she ordered, “And while you’re at it, lose your pants,” and with that she tugged her underwear down, so that she was standing stark naked in front of Levi.
“Fuck!” he yelled, and he was instantly at her side, wrapping his arms around her soft skin and bringing his mouth down on her mouth for a wild kiss. Zoe tangled her arms in Levi’s hair and he moaned into her mouth as he kissed her harder, tasting her. Zoe kissed back as she wrapped her fingers in Levi’s hair. Zoe felt an odd sensation as if her body was humming, almost like electricity and she chalked it up to being drunk.
Levi ran his fingers down the small of her back, pausing just before her tailbone and letting his fingers caress her soft skin. He began to back Zoe up towards the couch and Zoe willingly let Levi move her. He pushed her down on the couch, and Zoe looked up at him, in all her glory, panting. Levi yanked his shirt over his head and kneeled on the couch between Zoe’s legs and continued to kiss her, running his tongue down her throat, and stopping to inhale.
He yanked Zoe’s head back and she gasped from the sudden movement. Levi sucked softly on her neck and Zoe whimpered, pushing her legs further apart. Levi dropped to the ground, so that his face was level with Zoe’s thighs. Gently, he pushed her legs apart and ran his fingers over her inner thighs. Zoe moaned, pushing her hips forward.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jemma Jones
• Release date: Jun 2, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476481074

Jemma Jones

Jemma Jones is a mommy by day and sexy writer by night. She loves writing fetish tales, romance erotica and paranormal romantic erotica.A lover of books, Jemma is inspired by many different genres and enjoys taking readers away from their daily lives by way of storytelling. Jemma hopes to turn on your mind and therefore turn on your body. Follow her on Twitter for the latest updates and please continue to check back as she releases new stories for your reading pleasure.

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Part 1: Revelations

By

Jemma Jones

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Forbidden Desires: A Vampire Trilogy, Part 1: Revelations

Copyright © June 2012 by Jemma Jones

This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously. The material in this document contains explicit sexual content that is intended for mature audiences only and is inappropriate for readers under 18 years of age.

Adult Material

Zoe kept her head down as she hurried through town. Even with the baseball hat and sunglasses, she felt the stares follow her down the street. She slipped inside the Forever Loved bookstore and went to the back of the shop. The store seemed empty and she glanced at the section in which she was standing – British History – hopefully no one would bother her back here.

Zoe pretended to glance at the titles as she took deep breaths. The whole idea of coming to the small town of Sea Rock was to lay low. Her parents had graciously offered their seaside home for Zoe’s retreat. Zoe should have known better. It was impossible to hide in a small town, especially one where she spent every summer until she was twenty-one.

Zoe absentmindedly tugged at her long ponytail, which was threaded through her baseball cap. She had recently dyed it brown in the hopes of not being recognized, but now she realized that was silly. Her natural hair color was brown so everyone would remember her as a brunette. She should have left it honey-blonde, a carbon copy of every other Southern California woman.

After spending six months in California, Zoe had realized not being blonde and not being tan, were crimes against humanity. Zoe dyed her east-coast-brown locks blonde and never looked back. Much like the rest of her life in California; she shed her East coast tendencies like an onion sheds its skin; layer after layer. First her hair, then her pale skin, then her accent, and so on. Zoe had slowly morphed into a polished west coast woman. The few times she returned home to Boston, she had been unrecognizable. If Zoe had really been thinking, she would have kept her west coast looks and remained unrecognizable at Sea Rock.

As much as Zoe wished she could have kept the blonde hair and golden tan, she knew it was too much for her emotionally. She had wanted nothing more than to leave every part of the west coast behind when she had fled home to Boston. Humiliated, angry and heart broken, she left half of herself in Newport Beach and she knew she would never be whole again.

It had been six weeks, but Zoe remembered that afternoon as if it were yesterday. She had been sitting on the balcony overlooking the ocean, a sweating glass of white wine, her laptop open on the table in front of her. Zoe lived the life of a well-kept housewife, yet she still enjoyed her writing and had made a substantial career writing for a few local magazines. She was staring out at the ocean, feeling blissfully happy, unaware of what was happening in Dallas. Jenna had called, more of an acquaintance than a friend. Her voice was concerned yet