Novels by Black Lace

EVERYTHING WAS BEcoming a bit too much to handle. It was too much at once. Being a seer. Vampires, incubus, shifters, chimeras… Having a mate—let alone three of them. It was intense.If Lily was being honest to herself, everything that happened in the last twenty-four hours or so was enough to have her spiraling into a panic attack. Why hadn’t she had one yet? Perhaps it had something to do with the eye-candy male before her.Caspius had a sort of air around him. It comforted her, and chased away even the worst of her demon. Yet, every voice inside her head screamed at her to put as much distance as possible between them. They demanded separation, or all three men might be her ruin.Lily had it in her. There was no attachment. There was however carnal desire for Caspius and Elias both—despite the incubus’s manipulative seduction. She couldn’t say anything about Donte. The vampiric asshole both infuriated her, and frightened her. She pitied him over his past, but believed he should be

CASPIUS REFUSED To leave her side. He barely gave Isla the space that she needed to properly work on Lily. He couldn’t help it though. He needed to be there. He wanted her to know that he would be there in her darkest of hours, even if he wasn’t there this time.I should’ve been there. He mentally scorned himself. I should’ve been there to protect her. She shouldn’t have to be here, once again.At this point, we might as well wrap her in bubble wrap, and keep her locked up. His beast shook its head. She’s so fragile.Given her circumstances, yes she was. How could he blame her though? Lily had been through more traumatizing shit—in such a short time frame—than most people deal with in their lifetime. Her fragility was probably going to be a long lasting effect. That was going to have to change if she was going to last in this world. Hell, if she was going to last at all.“She should be okay. Make sure she applies the antibiotic ointment to her wound every couple of hours. She should s

HE COULDN’T IMAGINe how things could get any better. Their mate was actually living, and breathing. Granted, it took the better part of several millennium for her to finally exist, but she was there. She was theirs. His.Ours. His beast purred with contentment. It stretched its back in a long pose. She’s ours, and I will not share her.Caspius had to hold down his chuckle. Truth be told, his kind were quick to fall into the haze of their mates. However, the mythology around it was so distorted by outsiders.Mates of shifters were important. They were loved, cherished and taken care of. The knowledge of their presence is always sensed. When they are found, a shifter’s beast knows. It’s undeniable, and when they’re finally able to mark their mates, the bond is permanent.Shifter’s lent their powers to their mates, especially if they were mortal. Their healing capabilities became their mate’s. Their instincts were their mate’s.Caspius couldn’t hold back his smile. There was so much prid

ELIAS WAS SUDDENLy realizing just how much he had messed up. He could see it written on her expression. He could feel it in the power radiating from her pores.It wasn’t in the best interest for himself to cross this woman, but how could he ignore the demands of his friend? Donte made a very convincing point in keeping her weak.The weaker she was, the less damage she could do to their home. The less people she could hurt. The more tameable she could be.If Elias would’ve had more control, she would’ve had a permanent siphon in her. He’d be able to take a permanent tap of her powers, and they would never have to worry.By the gods, she had so much untethered lust in her. It was as if she had never allowed herself to experience true pleasure. As if she’d never dwelled on her most carnal desires.That couldn’t have been the truth though. If it was, then Elias couldn’t allow himself to be near her. He wouldn’t be able to trust himself to even so much as smell her lovely, sultry scent.Ye

HER BODY ACHED ALL over. Her brain felt like it was trying to break free of her skull. For fuck’s sake, did these people know nothing of central heating?Lily pulled a thick blanket up over her head. She could feel her bones creaking with the slow movements. She wanted to cry out in pain, but bit her tongue.Lily swallowed, and rolled over as carefully as possible. This attempt wasn’t enough to end her horrible existence. However, it was at the top of her list of most painful attempts.If a vampire couldn’t kill her, then what could? What would? Lily plotted on the question. What else was out there? What else would willingly end her suffering if she properly provoked them?The bed shifted, and she was forced to roll even furth over. The blanket was pulled off of her face, and she was greeted with a pair of baby blue eyes. Lush lips were pulled into a sultry smirk, and a tiny fang was displayed. Gods, how she wanted to lick it.“Forgive me, I saw you move, and I assumed you were awake.

IT WASN’T THE BEST Decision he had made, but he didn’t regret it. It didn’t matter who or what she was, he wasn’t going to be insulted by the likes of a feeble little woman. Donte would never be soft when it came to his punishments, especially if he was degraded.. Or worse.He looked at his two friends, through narrowed eyes. Elias’s vision was leveled on him, his brilliant baby-blue eyes were lit with a violet flame. His tail swayed behind him, practically daring him to try and lash out. His arms were folded across his chest, nostrils flared. As easy on the eyes and the incubus was, he was just as lethal as his looks.Sitting on the bed was Caspius, his face in his hands. Donte could hear him growling. The sound was low and deep. “You should be happy Isla had already given her a cocktail earlier. You could’ve killed her.” He never bothered to look at him.Donte struggled for a bit, trying to get comfortable. The chains keeping his hands behind his back—and his legs together—made it a

Gideon Without a doubt, this had to be the most time consuming, joy destroying event I had ever had to participate in. Of course, it was my obligation to attend these damned auctions. Who else was going to properly authenticate the selling of these poor creatures? Surely not any of the thirty to forty other noblemen that were just as qualified. To be frank, these gatherings were just another attempt at stating dominance over other races across the realms. Though mine was one of many, Helkine were the most diplomatic of the lot. We conquered then we established our rule with an iron fist. We started with the human. We destroyed their civilizations, controlled their profits, and later abolished their sense of freedom. It didn’t take long for their cousin realms to come looking. They were the ones we wanted the most. I still remember capturing a few immortals and fae. They were just as easy prey as the mortals were. When their spirits were broken, they were even easier to conquer. Af

Ansley As far as I know, every last one of these bastards were on my shit list. They could all jump off a damned cliff into a batch of molten lava. Hell, I would help them. Broken wing, my ass. These bastards stole me from my nest in the middle of my slumber, bound and gagged me so I couldn’t alert my siblings, and murdered the rest of them. As far as I knew, there was only one weapon in existence that could kill my kind, and yet there was another one. This was ridiculous! They knew too much. Nephilim never told their secrets, but somehow they knew the right way to keep me weak and defenseless. They knew when to catch me with my guard down. They knew where and how to find us. Question was, what nephilim bastard snitched? As soon as this bastard got off my back, and my wings were unbound, I was going to start slitting throats. Heads were going to roll, and I was going to be bathing in these bastards’ blood. They had no idea who they were fucking with. These chains were definitely

Gideon By the gods, this woman was going to be a pain in my ass. I had to choose one with such a fiery temper. Nevermind her temper, she was vengeful. Spiteful. She was absolutely diabolical. She was perfect. The way she ripped his trachea straight from his throat was so masterful. The clean separation of his head from his body was going to be engraved in my memory forever. Oh, but the thing that got me the most, was watching her suck the soul from him. It made me hard just thinking about it. If she could suck hard enough to pull someone’s soul out, it made me wonder how hard she could suck my cock. How well she could wring my seed from me. I cleared my throat, shifting. This was not the place for me to be getting hard like this, but how could one resist? She was a goddess, ripe for the plucking. “Sir, your insignia,” one of the auction staff said to me. He was trembling, the poor soul. “I’m not binding her,” I snarled. “Without binding her, you know our people will do as they

Ansley His hands were so hot on my body. The way they glided over every contour of my flesh. The way those sapphire blue eyes made my skin burn with a white hot flame. I couldn’t think straight. I had to open my smart mouth. I had to entice his lust. Why couldn’t I have just been silent? I could’ve just slept the rest of the way—to wherever he was taking me—instead of waking up. I should have just stayed knocked out. His sinful breath fanned my skin, making goosebumps break out all over me. He pulled me close. Curse the deity! He smelled like cinnamon candy. I had to swallow my own drool. “I’ll do far more than prove it.” He put his thumb under my chin, and held my head in place. He brushed his lips against mine, the action chaste. Brief. But it was just enough to tip me over the edge. I had been in slumber for almost a decade. I was woken abruptly from my rest, before my time. There were so many carnal desires I had to fulfill before I could consider myself sane. My blood lust.