Monday, July 14, 2008

Brothers at Arms - This vampire romance is getting great reviews!

Read the book that ParaNormal Romance calls "fast moving and very stimulating!" and Coffee Time Romance calls "an action-packed read."

If vampire romance intrigues you, Brothers at Arms is now available in ebook at All Romance Ebooks. The print release will be later this year.

Carpe Noctem,


For 250 years, the Arcée brothers have been in conflict. The vendetta between these two powerful vampires has shown no signs of resolve or waning. The concession made between the two is that the location of their ongoing war is moved every five decades to help prevent hapless mortals from discovering them. It was determined that the new locations would be chosen by a delegated Keeper, symbolized by a custom-made tarot card. Where the card goes, so do the Houses and also the war.

When the card changes hands, each house sends out Seekers, specially trained vampires who race against each other to be the first to discover the card’s new location. The first one to find the card and take control of the new keeper has the upper hand in the battle for that duration as they gain first foothold in the new city.

This year is a turning year. Julio Mendoza receives the card in the mail, unaware of its meaning. When he learns of the history of the card, he realizes he has been thrust in to a war that holds nothing for him, yet he cannot escape his fate. Still he will not accept his role meekly.

Michelle Bryson is a Seeker for the House of François Arcée. She is pitted against a ruthless rival from the House of Pierre Arcée to get to Julio first. Michelle is a young Seeker and if she fails to capture the Keeper, her life may be forfeited. What Michelle did not plan on was to find the Keeper to be a sexy, rebellious man who has a spirit in him unlike any Keeper she has seen in the past.

Julio knows the vampires are coming for him. He knows that he cannot hide forever. When the Seekers find him though, he cannot deny his attraction toward Michelle – an attraction that they will both pay dearly for if the Seeker from the House of Pierre Arcée has anything to do about it.


“They’re here,” Julio blurted out. He didn’t mean to say it so bluntly but his mouth moved before his thought process did.

“How do you know?”

“I saw the trucks at the house and saw people moving things inside.”

“We have to go over right away.”

“They won’t come here?”

“I think François would expect us to come there instead. He will want me to deliver the Keeper to him.”

“What am I now, a pizza?” Julio raised an eyebrow.

“Mmmm yes, with a big pepperoni!” She gave a deliberate glance to Julio’s crotch and smirked.

Julio was stunned. Did Michelle just make a dick joke? With as snippy as she had been the past few days, a teasing joke was the last thing he expected from her.

“Sorry.” She looked away from him since he didn’t laugh at her jest.

“You surprised me,” he admitted. The corners of his lips curled upward in to a small grin. “So, you like pepperoni pizza?”

“To be honest, I’ve never eaten a real pepperoni pizza.” With another glance at his crotch she said, “I do like your ‘pepperoni’ though.”

Julio’s grin broadened. “Yeah it sure likes you too.” He wouldn’t lie about that. Their romp had definitely pleasured him. He had assumed it was a fluke, but apparently he had made an impression on her.

“You should clean up a bit before we go over,” she advised. “Your hair is a mess.”

Julio paused. She’d changed the subject so quickly that it took him a moment to catch up. Apparently the teasing innuendos were at a close. He ran his fingers through his thick, ebony hair and nodded. “I suppose I could drag a brush through it.” He walked to the bathroom without another word, brushing his hair and putting on some more deodorant. Knowing the vampire olfactory senses were keen, he chose not to use cologne. He then went into the bedroom and changed his shirt to a less rumpled one.

When he came back out, Michelle was standing at the door, ready to go. As soon as she saw him she opened the door and walked out. Julio followed and turned to lock the door behind him. He heard Michelle gasp and turned to look.

A sleek, black car bearing California license plates pulled up in front of the house.

“Julio, go back inside, now.” Michelle instructed. Her voice was serious, brooking no argument.

Julio did not obey. He stood staring at the car, watching the doors open and four people get out of it. One of them was Luke. “I take it that isn’t the welcome wagon?”

“Not the one we wanted. Go back in, now. Do as I say,” her tone was more urgent.

Julio unlocked the door again and stepped through. He had noted the solemn expressions on the faces of the four who got out of the car. They were not here to make pleasantries. He drew the curtain back an inch or so and peeked out. The four walked up the driveway, approaching Michelle. He had to give her credit. She had guts to stand up to the four of them. Julio felt a pang of guilt at leaving her outside to fend them off alone. He remembered what she told him when she arrived. Vampires are stronger than humans. He would be no match for one of them, much less four. He couldn’t help but stay close enough to eavesdrop.

“Play time is over, Michelle,” Luke stated as they reached the porch. “I chose to let you think you had him. It is time to face the music.”

“Bullshit, Luke. I was here first, I claimed him. If you chose not to fight me for him, it just shows your own lack of balls.” She maintained her cool, defiant demeanor, even though inside it felt wrong to stand up to Luke that way. She knew he had balls, both literally and figuratively. Once upon a time, well, more than once, she had cupped those balls in her hand, fondling them gently. She had caressed them, evoking moans of pleasure from Luke. Now she felt like kicking him in those same-said balls. How could he still be doing this? How could he be standing here in front of her, trying to take what was rightfully hers?

As if reading her mind, Luke grinned salaciously. “I remember the days when you loved to play with my balls. I still recall the feel of your tongue on them.”

Julio’s eyes widened as he heard that. He gave a momentary thought of what it would feel like to have Michelle’s tongue slaking his balls and his body reacted accordingly. His dick began to harden and he found it difficult to concentrate on the vampires outside. He wanted them to just leave so that he could pull Michelle back in to his bedroom and find out just how good her tongue was.

© 2008 - Desirée Lee

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