Novels by jessstanley

“You should at least talk to him Marley.”Opening my eyes, I looked up. Absinthe was sitting on the side of the bath, his face one of worry, hair carelessly hanging over his shoulders, a curtain of dark silk.I sank lower in the tub, wanting to go under and never resurface. “No.”“I don't like the idea of you going to Vegas and Korin, without him.”“Well, he should have thought about it before he chucked tantrum. He is almost 400 years old Absinthe, not two.”“He does have temper on him. But it doesn’t mean he doesn't care. What he said, he didn’t mean a word of it. You must realize that.” Abe reached over and brushed away a tendril of hair, tucking it behind my ear. “He's never been very good at sharing, especially with me.”“Well, unless he pulls his shit together, he won't have to worry about it. That will give him more comfort, knowing he doesn't have to share me anymore.” I opened my eyes and looked up at the dark-haired vampire, seeing the concern in his green gaze. “As much as

Of course, my perfect older brother would be there, waiting for his human lover. Waiting to rub into my face, how Marley would go to him first, over me. I glared at him, as he raised an eyebrow and swept past him, but not before slamming my shoulder into his. Any other time in our lives, that would have seen him pick me up and throw me off the second story balcony onto the marble floor below, but as he had gotten older, he’d gotten softer.If only Marley had known him when we were younger, she wouldn’t have been so keen to jump into bed with him, there would have been no sex.Just bite, drain and discard.Turning toward the library, I pushed open the huge doors and strode in, throwing myself into my seat. We would sit here, playing nice, being all civil when I knew what would happen afterward. Of the moans which would escape Marlene’s mouth, because of my brother and even though I couldn’t hear them, because of the soundproofing Absinthe had installed into his room, it wouldn’t stop m

Hearing the Alfa’s engine, before seeing its sleek lines pull into the garage, did nothing, compared to the sight of the woman sitting behind the wheel of my car. It’d been three weeks since I had seen her, since I had sunk my cock into her soft pussy and my body ached with longing.She pulled the car into my parking space and switched off the engine, staring at me through the windshield for a moment. I guess she would have been trying to figure out what kind of mood I was in.Fucking horny. That’s what kind of mood I was in.Usually, I would have picked out someone from of the coven, a lone female vampire, and fucked the night away with her. But since being with Marlene Brennan, there was no one else on this planet who would take her place.Walking to the car, I opened the door and leaned down, inhaling the waft of her scent, as she turned to me. “Mars.”“Rhayden.”Even the way she said my name sent shivers through me. I stepped back, allowing the little beauty to climb from the car.

Immortal Cravings Part 2- PassionsRolling to the side, I shut off the alarm which was blaring in the early evening and lay back against the soft pillows of the hotel bed. Seven-pm and I was only just waking up—one of the perks-or downsides of working for creatures which only came out at night.For the last two years, I’ve been the sole human bounty hunter, of one Absinthe Raynes—Vampire Lord of Miami.Hunting the rogues which prayed on humans for one million dollars a year; yeah, couldn’t complain. It was the excess baggage which came with it, which was going to send me insane.I worked for Absinthe, killed rogues—but I also fucked Absinthe—well, no. He fucked me… It was a mutual fucking. And then… there was Rhayden. Absinthe’s annoying, pain in the ass, beautiful, sexy little brother… Who also fucked me.At first my feelings for Rhayden had been kept secret from both brothers, lest I incur the wrath of Absinthe and put Rhayden in danger too. But when our last mission had us working

It would be sunrise in an hour... where would she sleep?In the arms of my brother? Would my Marley come back to me?Had I lost her to him?While Mozart played loudly to drown out the sounds of my brother and Marley having sex, it didn’t drown out the visions which came to mind.Was he a gentle lover? Did she act differently with him? How would they be doing it? Missionary, cowgirl, doggy-style…Growling to myself, I walked back to my desk. There was absolutely no point in me thinking about that. I would very quickly send myself insane. It was bad enough I was having second thoughts about the idea of my brother putting his hands on my lover. "No... you siad you were fine with it." I admonished myself. And I wasn't one to lie. I had promised Marley and Rhayden I was okay with the idea of them being together... I was okay with them being together. There was a knock on the door of the library, and I lifted my gaze, as Tony entered the room. Putting my hand out, I turned down the dial

Sweet lord.As my fangs pierced Marley’s throat, I could taste the sweetness which came from her blood and the opioid effect of her pleasure. Hot blood washed into my mouth, warming me through, sitting heavy in my belly. My pace increased, my hips ramming against hers as I plundered her beautiful body.She was mine. After two years of pining after the one woman I couldn't have, Marlene Brennan was finally mine.Marley lay under me, moaning; back arching; on the verge of an orgasm and I was the cause. That delerious thought, dancing around in my head, making this all the more exciting, and unbelieveable.Her fingernails scraped along the backs of my shoulders, adding a tinge of pain to the pleasure and I tore my mouth away from her flesh, as my orgasm ripped through me.A couple of more thrusts and she was right there with me... Marley’s core clenched around my cock, milking me and I buried my head against her neck, riding out the wave of pleasure.Her heart thudded erratically agains