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Gateway 1 by Dariel Raye ~ Book Tour and #Giveaway

February 17, 2022 by Adriana Kraft 1 Comment

Gateway
1

The
Gateway Trilogy Book 1

by
Dariel Raye

Genre:
Paranormal Romance, Urban Fantasy

Every
predator has a weakness.

When
an ancient being, the last of his kind, meets a fiery woman sought by
evil, neither one of them is prepared for the consequences.

Gateway
is a shape-shifting demon hunter who finds, protects, and prepares
the Chosen – human females with the ability to redeem or destroy
demons. For centuries, he has followed the rules…

Establish
connection
Complete genetic imprint
No personal
attachments…

Until he meets his newest charge – curvy,
fiery, headstrong, and angry with the world. Following the rules
while fending-off demons is going to take everything he has and then
some.

*Please Note – “Gateway” contains explicit
love scenes, profanity, and violence. Must be 18+ Part of this story
was previously published in the “A Darker Shade of Evil”
anthology under the title, “The Devil Upstairs.”

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Five Questions

Dariel Raye

If you were not an author, what kind of work would you do and why?

I would sing opera or compose soundtracks for movies. My bachelor’s degree is in piano and vocal performance, and I considered relocating to pursue a career in music.

What are your favorite books?

“The Count of Monte Cristo” by Alexander Dumas, “Parable of the Sower” by Octavia Butler, “My Soul to Keep” by Tananarive Due, and Jacqueline Carey’s “Kushiel Series.” The list goes on.

What are some of your favorite television/streaming series?

“Grimm,” “Orphan Black,” “The Blacklist,” “Beauty and the Beast,” “Wheel of Time,” “Snowpiercer,” “The Walking Dead,” “Britannia,” “Travelers,” “The Handmaid’s Tale,” “The Passage,” “Second Chance,” and a few more with names I can’t remember right now.

Who are some of your favorite characters from books, television, and movies? What do they have in common?

Charles Morse in “The Edge,” Will Graham in “Hannibal,” Nick Burkhardt in “Grimm,” Dexter Morgan in “Dexter,” Reddington in “Blacklist,” Four in “Divergent,” in no particular order. The main characteristic they share is intelligence. They also have fighting spirit and they are all multi-faceted.

What advice would you give aspiring authors?

Read voraciously in multiple genres. Notice what you like and dislike about characters and plots, then start writing one scene at a time. I also suggest completing at least 2 books before releasing anything, and giving away excerpts to help develop an audience as you build your social platform.

Dariel
Raye is an animal lover, animal rights activist, musician, and USA
Today bestselling, award-winning author of powerful paranormal
romance and dark urban fantasy with IR/MC
(Interracial/Multi-cultural) alpha male heroes to die for, and strong
heroines with hearts worth winning. She fell in love with books and
started reciting stories at the age of 3. A counseling psychologist,
classically trained vocalist, and pianist, she plays over 11 musical
instruments, and naturally incorporates behavioral psychology into
her characters. Her stories tell of shifters, vamps, angels, demons,
and fey (the Vodouin variety). She is also a mom, art tinkerer, and
Netflix and Amazon Prime paranormal TV series binger.

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My Special kind of sexy ~ A Ghost? #MSS186 #MFRWAuthor

April 22, 2017 by Adriana Kraft 1 Comment

Welcome to My Sexy Saturday Week 186, where authors tease you with seven sentences or paragraphs from their sexy stories!

This week’s theme is My Special Kind of Sexy: “Have you ever met someone who exudes a special kind of sexy? It may not be overt, it may be so understated that it takes a while to realize just how sexy this person is.”

For today’s excerpt, we’ve reached back in time – not just to our backlist, but to a different century. We thought perhaps an Edwardian era ghost might fit this description…

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A tender ghost story and a sizzling erotic romance with a splash of BDSM, Mistress of Purgatory Point is also the deeply moving chronicle of the mid-life sexual awakening of a stoic widow who thought she’d already experienced her one allotted love. One man, two women and two ghosts keep love’s fires burning through the deep chill of a North Woods winter—but which love will hold the key?

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EXCERPT

Here is Martha’s first encounter with the ghosts…

Martha closed her eyes and welcomed the drifting sensations of dozing.

He’d have strong hands. She’d have soft hands. Dan’s fingers. Natalie’s fingers. As if from a distance, Martha recognized her own soft moans. Her loins ached. It was an old ache, yet a familiar ache.

Her nipples pebbled and strained against the flannel gown. Fingers brushed against her inner thigh. She squeezed her legs tightly together, trapping them.

Whose fingers? Hers? His? Natalie’s? She was dreaming. She knew she was. She had to be dreaming. She let herself sink farther into the darkness.

“That a girl,” came a soothing whisper penetrating her fuzzy brain. “You’re a passionate woman. Let it out. Cherish your passion. Let me help. Let me touch you.”

“Natalie?” Martha whispered, unable to awaken.

A soft chuckle answered. “Not this time. Maybe later if you allow yourself. Now let me help you.”

The pressure of fingertips on her thigh matched the pressure building behind her loins. Her brow furrowed as another set of fingers caressed her taut nipples still protected by flannel. “Oh,” she moaned. She tensed and then relaxed. The fingers on her thigh slid upward to where she burned the hottest.

Martha bit down on her lower lip as a finger seeking more heat found it. She gasped and lurched up and down, helping to seat the intruder in her sex. “This can’t be happening,” she moaned, widening her thighs.

“But it is. You’re not pretending it isn’t, are you?”

Martha hesitated. The finger stopped its exploring. She shook her head in response to the question and to her overwhelming desire. She wasn’t even certain what she wanted, but she wanted with her entire body.

A mouth settled over the flannel that covered a breast. “Good God,” Martha whimpered. She heard laughter, and then the magic emanating from her vagina overtook her. The finger deep inside moved incessantly. Martha shook. She didn’t know which would explode first, her head or her loins.

“God help me!” she screamed as her need, fulfilled, overflowed.

Exhausted, Martha shook herself awake. Her dream had been as vivid as a nightmare, but she wouldn’t deceive herself labeling it as such. It had been too incredible for that. She hugged herself trying to quiet her still trembling flesh.

She’d orgasmed before, but…She threw an arm across her forehead. This one had been so explosive. So simple, and yet overwhelmingly complex. She shook her head. Since when had she become an analyst of orgasms?

Her nipples still tingled. Tentatively, she brushed a hand against a breast. Her eyes flew wide open and she started to a sitting position. The flannel covering her breast was sodden. She slid a hand between her legs. Wet. “Good grief,” she murmured to the night, “what is happening to me?”

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Sexy from another Dimension #MySexySaturday #MSS170 #MFRWAuthor

December 10, 2016 by Adriana Kraft 4 Comments

Welcome to the 170th week of My Sexy Saturday!

This week’s theme is “Sexy in Space.” Confession – we’re cheating, just a little. We don’t write sci-fi, but we do dabble in paranormal on occasion, and one of our favorite characters is the Love Goddess “Aria,” star of both Colors of the Night and its sequel, Aria Returns.

A love triangle with a dazzling immortal goddess –
will it ignite or extinguish the dying embers
of a contemporary couple’s love?

Set Up: Ryan and Jamie have gone camping in the Minnesota North Woods to try to re-kindle their failing marriage. They are unprepared for the scene that greets them as the fabled Northern Lights beckon them out of their tent to watch. Here is Aria’s arrival:

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Jamie heard the tent zipper open and felt the rush of cool night air all in the same instant. Where was Ryan going in the middle of the night? Startled, she lifted her head and opened her eyes. A tiny sliver of night sky was visible through the open tent flap—and it was pulsating with light.

“Jamie. Wake up. You’ve got to see this.” Ryan’s voice was a whisper. Did he really want her to join him? She hugged herself against the chill, grabbed her sweatshirt and crawled out of the tent.

Ryan’s hands were reaching for her, so she took them and let him pull her to a stand. Tall columns of color—multiple hues of greens, blues, reds, yellows, and occasional whites—fell in a shimmering waterfall connecting sky and lake. The colors danced across the entire dome of the sky. She’d never seen anything like it.

They stood hand in hand for a long minute, then wordlessly walked down to the lake shore and sat side by side on a low rock. Shrouded in rising mist, the lake seemed to be hovering between earth and sky with no boundary. Jamie lost herself in the throbbing rhythms of the dancing light.

“This is what I’ve been missing,” she heard herself say. “It feels like magic, like time is suspended. I wish we could catch and hold this moment forever.”

“I know,” Ryan replied. “It’s been difficult remembering such moments. I sometimes wonder what else we’ve forgotten.”

“You have each forgotten how to love.”

Jamie gasped and squeezed Ryan’s hand. “Who said that?”

Ryan shook his head.

“I said that.” Jamie watched in awe as the mist swirled and collected itself into the shape of a stunning female. The image pirouetted as if to prove she was much more than a vision. Jamie tried not to stare. The woman’s copper skin was barely concealed in a gauzy white gown; Jamie could make out darkened nipples on her pendulous breasts as the image floated closer to them.

“Who are you?” Ryan jumped to his feet.

“My name is Aria. I am a goddess of love, and I have come to show you how to love.”

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Hump Day Hook – Aria Returns #HDH #menage

May 1, 2013 by Adriana Kraft 4 Comments

Welcome to the Hump Day Hook Giveaway Day! To enter for a download of Aria Returns, leave a comment answering the question at the bottom of the page.

Today is release day! Hubs and I have been living with this book a long time, and with Aria (I wish!) even longer. The love goddess Aria is one of those characters who never leaves, and we finally bowed to her wishes and wrote down her newest story, just as she told it to us. We’ve been excited to explore the realm of tantra and sacred sex again (you knew a goddess would take us there, right?), so here’s a sample of her technique for your enjoyment!

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Traumatized by the boyfriend from hell, Amber Heath makes a desperate plea for help—and is shocked when the immortal love goddess Aria materializes and whisks her away to a nineteenth century Carnivale.

Jeff Conway is still reeling from his fiancé’s betrayal and not about to risk his heart. But he’s more than willing to play with the spunky sprite Aria brings to meet him at Carnivale.

Sometimes watching, sometimes joining in, and always coaching, Aria launches Amber and Jeff on an erotic journey back to health and playfulness. But even the love goddess can’t force them to love each other.

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EXCERPT

“That’s right,” Aria said. “You have her right on the edge again. Don’t make her come. Slow. Steady.”

Jeff nodded at the goddess while trying to breathe through his nose. He watched Amber blink her eyes and wet her lips, her eyes glazing over.

“I’m okay,” she whispered, answering his unspoken question. “How are you doing?”

“Okay,” he nodded in turn. “I doubt I’ve ever been deeper.” She lay beneath him with her feet flat against his chest and her knees drawn back to touch her breasts. He had one hand around her ankle and the other covered her knee. Her grip on his thigh was tight.

Amber twisted her head to look at the goddess. “How much longer?”

Aria leaned over to wipe Amber’s perspiring brow. “We’ll stay with this position a little longer, then we’ll try something different.”

“You didn’t answer my question.”

“Soon,” Aria said, kissing Amber’s mouth lightly. “Soon.” She backed away. “You’re working on a huge one, girl. Notice how each time you approach an orgasm and then back away from it, the next time you can climb just a little bit higher.”