Please welcome author Kristina Wright!
Ohh… paranormal erotic romance! Doesn’t that make your imagination conjure up all sorts of delicious possibilities? When I signed on to edit Dream Lover: Paranormal Tales of Erotic Romance for Cleis Press, I was looking for sizzling hot stories involving all sorts of paranormal elements. The authors didn’t disappoint me! I received hundreds of stories about ghosts, mermaids, werewolves, demons, vampires, possession, witchcraft, magic and more. These stories represent the very best of paranormal erotic romance by some of the finest erotica and erotic romance authors.
If you like your paranormal romance on the steamy side, Dream Lover: Paranormal Tales of Erotic Romance will keep you up late into the night. The collection includes stories from seventeen amazing authors who pushed the boundaries of paranormal erotic romance to deliver uniquely sensual stories of otherwordly delights. The authors in the collection include Justine Elyot, Delilah Devlin, Shanna Germain, A.D.R Forte, Craig Sorensen, Kristina Lloyd, Saskia Walker, Sacchi Green, Nikki Magennis, Alana Noel Voth, Victoria Janssen, Lana Fox, Lucy Felthouse, Kate Pearce, Madeline Moore, Ericka Hiatt and myself, with a foreword by bestselling erotic romance author Megan Hart.
Here is an excerpt of my story “Thief of Hearts” to give taste of what you can expect between the pages of Dream Lover:
“Why are you in my dreams? Why are you here?”
His immobile face, as immobile as any sculpture, softened and he looked sheepish. “I live in your dreams. Until I’m—“ he flung his arms out, as if searching for the right word, “reinstated, so to speak, I am confined to your dreams.”
I frowned. “But I rarely dream. Or I rarely remember my dreams.”
“That’s my fault. I—steal them, for lack of a better word. They sustain me in this world.”
I pulled my legs up, unconsciously mirroring his position. “You’re not only in my dreams, you steal them? But, why?”
He let out a long, breathy sigh, as if he were tired of dealing with me. “To survive. For now, I exist only in your dreams, in that shadowy space between reality and fantasy. When I’m where I belong—“ he looked toward the ceiling, “My purpose is to watch over you.”
A light bulb went off over my head. “You’re my guardian angel?”
“Yes.” He clasped his hands together, long fingers weaving in and out of each other in a way that made me shiver. “My purpose is to protect you from danger. But now we are both in danger because I can’t survive unless you sleep and dream and you can’t survive if I don’t keep watch over you.”
“That’s a conundrum.”
“You still think you’re dreaming,” he said, anger lacing his voice the way his fingers were laced over one bronzed knee.
“Oh no, this conversation makes complete sense,” I said, breezily. “I’ve been feeling a little lonely and conjured up my guardian angel to take care of my needs. Though, I must say, talking isn’t one of my needs. So, if you could just get to it—“
He surged toward me with a predatory snarl. I pressed my back to the headboard reflexively, but my body was responding to the dangerous, untamed look in his dark eyes. I was becoming aroused. That thought was even more shocking than the idea there was an angel in my bedroom.
“I know you,” he said, crowding me against the headboard. Long slender fingers closed around my wrists as he pinned my hands above my head. “I have walked through your dreams, I have tasted your very soul.”
He licked my bottom lip for emphasis, his tongue warm and wet. I caught my breath, time standing still as he nipped my lip between his teeth. I winced in pain, tasted the metallic tang of blood. My blood.
“Yes,” I breathed against his cheek.
“But something isn’t right,” he sighed, releasing my wrists. I felt a sharp pang of disappointment. “Something is missing.”
The ache between my thighs told me what was missing, but I couldn’t voice it. Instead, I watched him watching me.
“What do you want, Michelle?” His voice still held a note of predatory threat, as if I should be careful what I asked for, because I just might get it. “You are lonely. I see it in your dreams. But you are also needy in a way that goes beyond loneliness.”
“Needy. Thanks,” I muttered, though I didn’t deny it.
He grabbed my wrists again, but instead of pinning them over my head, he put them against his muscular chest. He felt warm and real. Solid.
“I don’t think you understand,” he said, a hint of desperation in his growly voice. “If we don’t resolve this problem, I will die. Or at least cease to exist in the way that you understand life. And if I die—“
Something in his expression made me swallow hard. “What?” I whispered, my voice as raspy as parchment.
“Then you will die,” he said hollowly. “I cannot exist without you and you cannot exist without me to protect you.”
Dream Lover Book Blurb:
Supernaturally sensual and captivating, the stories in Dream Lover will fill you with a craving that defies the rules of life, death and gravity. Kristina Wright presents a magical potion of sexy and romantic stories filled with male fairies and mermen, as well as darkly erotic tales of ghosts, shapeshifters and possession. Two clairvoyants explode in desire as they silently probe one another's innermost thoughts. A maiden releases a man set in stone from his mysterious garden and finds herself embraced by a passion that had been trapped for centuries. Dream Lover is an exhilarating collection filled with fantasy lovers who will take you to places you've never been before.
About the Editor:
Kristina Wright (www.kristinawright.com) is an author, editor and college instructor. She has edited the Cleis Press anthologies Fairy Tale Lust: Erotic Fantasies for Women and Dream Lover: Paranormal Tales of Erotic Romance and her forthcoming anthologies include Best Erotic Romance 2012 and Lustfully Ever After: Fairy Tale Erotic Romance. Her first anthology, Fairy Tale Lust: Erotic Fantasies for Women was nominated for a Reviewers’ Choice Award by RT Book Reviews and was a Featured Alternate of the Doubleday Book Club. Kristina’s erotica and erotic romance fiction has appeared in over eighty-five print anthologies, including With This Ring, I Thee Bed; Bedding Down: A Collection of Winter Erotica; Nice Girls, Naughty Sex; three editions of Best Women’s Erotica; four editions of Best Lesbian Erotica; six editions of the Mammoth Book of Best New Erotica and the erotic romance collections Seduction, Liaisons and Sexy Little Numbers. She received the Golden Heart Award for Romantic Suspense from Romance Writers of America for her first novel Dangerous Curves, which was published by Silhouette Intimate Moments. Her work has also been featured in the nonfiction guide The Many Joys of Sex Toys and magazines and e-zines such as Clean Sheets, Good Vibes Magazine, Libida, The Fiction Writer, The Literary Times, Scarlet Letters, The Sun and The Quill. Her nonfiction essay “The Last Letter” is included in the epistolary anthology P.S. What I Didn’t Say: Unsent Letters to Our Female Friends and her articles, interviews and book reviews have appeared in numerous publications, both print and online. She is a member of Romance Writers of America as well as the special interest chapters of RWA, Passionate Ink and Fantasy, Futuristic and Paranormal. She is a book reviewer for the Erotica Readers and Writers Association (erotica-readers.com) and the book club moderator for SexIs Magazine’s Naked Reader Book Club (nakedreaderbookclub.com). She holds degrees in English and Humanities and teaches English Composition and World Mythology at the community college level. Originally from South Florida, Kristina has lived up and down the East Coast with her husband, Jay, a Lieutenant Commander in the Navy. They welcomed the addition of their son Patrick in December 2009 and are expecting their second son in August 2011.
Where to find Kristina
Where to find Kristina