Taken by a Vampire : Vampire Romance Collection

By J.K. Hudson and Emma Taylor

Desired by the Vampire

Becky Matthews has been imprisoned in the cell of her own body for her entire life. She'd given up on men, family and children. Now, a hundred pounds lighter, with a new boyfriend, she's ready to grab all of life she can get. Except that her boyfriend, Andrei Vidnesceau, won't touch her or tell her of his feelings. He won't until two men attack him in her apartment, and he turns them both to dust. She needs an explanation. He tells Becky he's a vampire and proves it. She accepts him and his situation, and he shows his love for her. The rival coven turns her sister into a dreadfully evil vampire.

Saved by Her Bear

Kate Matthews, sergeant in the Aniok Island Sheriff's department, is sinking into mean, self-pitying martyrdom, and the man who can cure her doesn't like her very much. 

The Sheriff tells her to bring in a new recruit, John T. Dunnigan. Kate knew him in high school and considers him a weak, limp, useless man. She meets John and fails to see his new body or attitude. She does everything she can to drive him away.

She's got a real tool for that. If John joins the Sheriff's office, he becomes a werebear, alternately man or a Kodiak bear, 1500 pounds or muscles and claws. He also has to take Kate as his mate. Forever.

She's almost persuaded him to leave when they answer a call to a girl Kate knows. Her nasty mean surface character drops away when she takes the girl in her arms to comfort her. John sees it and tells her he'll take the job.

Will Kate accept John's love and face life again or will she lose her courage and allow herself to drown in a sea of helpless self-loathing.

Mated by the Vampires

Danielle loves to party. Her weekends are full of booze and drugs and lust, and that's just the way she likes it.

Well, most of the time. There are times when she wants more, when she looks inside herself and finds nothing but an empty void waiting to be filled. She needs excitement, something new to drag her from this endless cycle.

And that's exactly what she finds in Damien. He's something other than human, and she stumbles across him late one night at a club. He gives her a high better than anything she's ever experienced before with just his lips pressed against her neck. He introduces her to his roommate, Christopher, and things get even better and more intoxicating.

Suddenly she's delving into a world she's never known before, a world she wants nothing more than to be a part of - the world of vampires.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Hot Alpha Publishing
• Release date: Aug 20, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393911289

Book preview

Desired by the Vampire

The day I, Becky Matthews , fell in love with a vampire started when I was standing in front of my full length mirror. I said, I really like my body, now. I turned this way and that to get a different view in the mirror. During the last year I’d lost a hundred pounds.

Yesterday, in a moment of pure ego, I looked up the measurements of Victoria Hendricks. She appears on the television show Mad Men. We’re almost the same size. We’re within five pounds of our weight. Her boobs are DD and mine are D. Notice I didn’t put the word ‘just’ before ‘D’.

There’s nothing ‘just’ about my breasts. They’re my best feature, and I love them. Let me rephrase that. Now, I love them.

I’ve spent so much time hiding my body and avoiding the sight of my body, and I did it for so many years that I’ve instituted a ritual. I do it whenever I’m going to go into a situation that would have caused me pain before.

I shucked my pants, shirt, bra and panties. By the way, that was my most enjoyable act after losing weight. I threw away my industrial strength bras and plain panties and bought some pretty ones. My favorite bra has some support underneath that makes my boobs lift up over the bra and wide set straps. It lets me wear dresses with a square neckline that drops down far enough to be interesting. I get some serious attention from men when I wear it.

I undressed with my eyes closed. I turned to the mirror and open them and burst out crying. I have looked so ugly for so long, I thought I’d never be able to look in the mirror at myself again. My body is beautiful, now. It’s sleek. No cellulite, no stretch marks or flab. Nothing hangs over. Perfect.

I was getting ready for a night out with an intriguing man named Andrei Vidnesceau. He was my...Well, I really didn’t know. We’d gone on five dates. He liked me. I knew he did. But he’d never told me how he felt. He was very conservative. His family in Romania was old money and proud of it. He’d never tried anything. He was the first significant man in my life after I changed from heavy to normal. I wasn’t desirable in any way before. Now, after I’d made what was supposed to be a breakthrough in my relationships with men I was disappointed and apprehensive because he didn’t make a concerted attack on my virtue. I knew I’d be flattered. I didn’t know how much I would let him do. It would certainly be enough to establish that we’d done something more than kissing.

I saw his scarf hanging in my closet. I held the silk to my nose and smelled the man I wanted to love. His scent went straight to my heart. It also stoked my internal fires which was welcome. I’d shut myself down because I honestly believed no man would ever desire me.

I finished dressing, and I looked good. I was wearing a lovely, black dress with a square, low-cut neckline and a definite waist. Yes, I wore my special bra and my breasts came up over the dress for a very soft, feminine feel.

The doorbell rang. I ran to answer it, feeling hopeful. I opened the door and Andrei rushed past me. He turned and slammed the door and locked all three locks. (This is New York. We always have more than one lock).

He turned to me and tried to calm down. I watched him do it. He liked to meet every situation with a calm attitude. This time, it was a struggle. I touched his arms, and he reached for me to hold my hand. He was panting. This was serious.

He said, I have broken off with my family. They want me to give you up. I told them no. Unfortunately, I have two younger brothers who are quite physical. They wanted to lock me in the basement until I, as they put it, have rid myself of the Western bitch. I apologize for the language, dear heart. But it’s what they said,

Sometimes a woman must act first and with significance. I put my arms around Andrei and held him close. I put his head next to mine and held it there with my hand. I’m sorry. You had to go through that. I wish I could do something to make you feel better.

He pushed away slightly. There is. Now that I’m free of my family’s restrictions, I would like to feel your love first hand. Let me show you. He picked me up and carried me to the sofa.

Nobody’s picked me up for two decades. It felt marvelous. I’m a little surprised that Andrei could do it. He’s normal sized; over six feet tall, muscular but not bulky. Picture Chris Pratt in Jurassic World or Bradley Cooper in American Sniper. He’s surprisingly thick and impressive in his upper body. And, he’s handsome. Every time I looked at him, I felt a little faint.

He sat on the sofa with me still in his arms. He had legs like hydraulic pistons. He didn’t quiver when he lowered himself to the sofa.

I stretched down on the cushions and arranged my skirt so that it was well above my knees. My legs looked really good for him.

He gathered me in and kissed me solidly. I’d never been kissed like that. Lots of pressure from his arms and mouth. It lasted a long time. I melted from the time his lips touched mine.

When the kiss ended, I gave him two more little kisses on the mouth to make sure he knew I liked it. I leaned back. I’m going to tell you something that women like to reserve for a little later in the relationship. Your split with your family over me is too important to let slide by so I have to tell you this now. I put my fingers on his cheek and pulled his head around so he looked me directly in the eye. I care about you. I’m close to falling completely in love with you. I’d like to. I want you to know that I’m a grownup. I treat things seriously. I’m going to be here for you for all time if we have that long. Do you understand?

He kissed me again. I heard a strange sound like a bunch of tiny mice scratching away inside a wall. I realized that I was rubbing my toes together. I only did that when I was fully involved with something. My nylons made the little skritchy noise.

My lovely body joined in the emotional celebration in a calm and serene way. I felt my skin become more sensitive and my breathing deepen and slow down. How delicious.

We were kissing like that and had been kissing like that for five solid minutes when the door to my apartment disintegrated.

Really, it went from solid to sawdust in a second. It was a full mahogany door three inches thick, and it turned to wood chips instantly. Two men with dark, frightening looks on their faces stomped into my rooms. They shouted something at Andrei I couldn’t understand. He’s Romanian so I supposed that was the language they’re using. Andrei shouted something back.

We were still sitting on the sofa. Andrei got to his feet with me still his arms and set me down. One of the men pointed at me and shouted something that was probably hostile. Andrei objected, and they went at it.

The fight lasted less than three seconds. I mean exactly what I say. Three seconds. Suddenly, these three human-looking men became blurs as they fought around my apartment. They did it with fists. The blows came on top of each other. It sounded like a bunch of soldiers shooting guns at the same time.

It ended when Andrei blurred his way out of my apartment with a limp, bad guy in each hand. He was back in less time than it took for me to exhale.

He said, I have to let you in on the secret. You have to know.

He took my hand and led me to the doorway that used to have a solid wooden door. He picked up a piece of wood and handed it to me. Hold this. Without it, you’d convince yourself that it was all an illusion or magic or something else. All of this is real.

He looked