I know, I know, I’ve been away…a long time. But I’ve made a deal with myself to blog at least fortnightly. So…here I am.

Currently, I’m ripping through edits and making covers for my returned books from Ellora’s Cave and Samhain. As are quite a few of us, I suspect. One plus–for me, anyway–is I can reinstate any British spellings I like.

Towards…

Whilst…

Manoeuvre… 

Oh, happy sigh. *grin*

Anyway, here’s a novella that was in a little boxset last year. A bit gory and often smutty, I had this story knocking around in my head for the longest time, before I found a reason to finish it. And to know the ending. So important that bit…

Another day. Another delicious shot of mayhem and blood…

Captain Andros has many titles. Pirate. Vampire. All-round bastard.

What he doesn’t have is a past. His has been stolen, suppressed through the power of the vampiric metal known as leech. But, with his latest conquest, all that is about to change.

Madelen Ariel is destined to be the living heart of a great warship. When Andros takes her ship, kills her crew and claims her as captain’s privilege, he robs her of everything. And makes her his.

Andros doesn’t share and his crew loathes him for it. They see in his obsession with Madelen the best chance to take his ship.

And even as his past smashes back into him, his rebelling crew is about to find out just how much of a bastard Andros really is…

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Excerpt

“You’re booty.”

Her short laugh raked the air. “Booty?” She paused and he watched the myriad of light and dark points shift around her face. He needed to learn her language. Her mouth thinned. “You are one of those bio-enhanced hijackers.”

“We prefer the name vampire and pirate.”

“Both archaic.”“She pressed her hands to his chest and pushed. Andros let a smile curve his mouth. Didn’t she realise her effort only fed him? Her energy flowed in an exquisite slide into his waiting flesh and his fingers teased the thin fabric of her suit, resisting his need to tear it from her body to expose her bare skin. There would be time enough for that in his cabin.

“You’re…innocent. Unshipped. You have no idea what I am.” He stepped back and the leech metal in him almost growled at the loss of her power. Andros ignored the sudden rush of fire and pain biting into his flesh. His hunger would be satisfied soon enough. “Until your masters pay the ransom. You’re mine.”