Kristin Miller has had a passion for language and literature her whole life. Born and raised in Small Town USA, she often made up stories about faraway places and edge-of-your-seat adventures.
After graduating from Humboldt State University with a degree in psychology, Kristin realized there is no scarier place than the warped human psyche. Wanting to combine her love of writing with her desire to paint twisted villains, Kristin wound up in the unlikeliest of places—the classroom. She taught high school and middle school English before giving in to the desire to create her own world, where villains can be sympathetic and heroes can be devilishly good.
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Thanks so much for having me today! Since Danielle told me I could be “as hot as I wanted” for this post, I’ve decided to include an excerpt of Last Vamp Standing (book #3 in the Vampires of Crimson Bay series).
In this scene, Dante and Ariana are hiding out in the vampire elder black market on the Embarcadero in San Francisco. Ariana, a vampire elder, is looking to break an elder free to help defend her haven, Black Moon, from an impending attack. Dante, a vampire who is tortured by demonic voices, has returned to the black market looking for clues that would lead him to Ariana. (Since they met in the black market the night before, he couldn’t get her out of his mind.) Now, they’re both in the basement of the black market warehouse, and have quite literally run into each other. Dante pulled Ariana into a bed chamber so they wouldn’t be seen by the shifters shadowing his every move.
She said the name to herself over and over again as a delicious stirring warmed her chest.
“I didn’t think I’d see you again.” He pulled back, only a bit, but Ariana felt a draft of cold slither between them. “At least not back here … like this.”
Ariana picked up the subtle undertone simmering beneath his words: hope. He’d wanted her to return … to see her again. Had he been thinking of her, too?
“What do you want from me?” As a hollow ache spread through her center, Ariana laid her head back on his chest. His natural scent, musky and strong, saturated the air and settled on her skin. It coaxed away the last of the worry from her bones.
Damn it, this was crazy. She was crazy. For allowing Dante to press against her. For allowing his body to heat hers to such an uncomfortable level.
“Holy shit,” he breathed, leaning down to nuzzle into her hair. “You’re softer than I could’ve ever imagined.”
“What do you want …” … from me? She let the words linger on her lips. Why couldn’t she finish the sentence? Why did she care what he wanted at all? She didn’t know him from Vlad. “What do you …”
She was free to run. To turn around and knee him in the pressure cooker. He’d released her. Then why didn’t she want to go anywhere?
As if every moment had slowed to a delicate crawl, Dante spun her around and pulled her against him.
She faced a steel wall of a chest. Looked up into glowing, gold eyes. Shadows flittered over the angles of his face—chiseled jaw, sharp cheekbones, impossibly full lips. He was more heart-stopping than she remembered.
Ariana couldn’t explain it, but with one drink of the gold swirling in his eyes, she knew there was more to Dante than could be answered by asking a single question. He was mysterious in the most intriguing way, with depths and layers a lifetime couldn’t unearth.
Dante leaned down and paused, eyeing the curves and angles of her face with radiant awe.
Sucking in a short breath, Ariana waited for his lips to come down on hers. Though his jaw pulsed hard and fast and his lips had a habit of straining white, Ariana knew they’d soften for her.
Dante was a puzzle—both hard and soft, primal yet controlled.
As his lips parted and Ariana’s blood stilled, the pounding sound of boots rained down the stairs. Dante severed their contact and spun Ariana behind him. She didn’t realize how much he’d warmed her body until a chilling draft swept beneath her robe.
Tortured by demonic voices, Dante’s soul is as black as they come. But when he meets Ariana—an innocent vampire fighting demons of her own—he second-guesses everything he’s ever known about sacrifice, passion, and soul-scorching love.
Before Dante wages war against Crimson Bay’s greatest threat, he must make a choice: love Ariana the way she deserves, risking her life in the process—or fight to protect her, unleashing the monster he’s determined to bury.
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