J.L McFadden

Not a dull moment and it doesn’t matter if it is a romantic moment or all out bout the description of the action keeps you wanting more and more with it’s colorful explanations of the scenario of the moment. The story grabs you right from the start and never lets go the whole way through.The book is due out mid this Summer in a variety of markets.

Excerpt from the book The Guardian:

“If I am given the chance, I will without a thought. That man has hunted and tortured me throughout my whole life as a vampire,” she began to stand up and look towards Vitaliy.

Vitaliy swept in and embraced her in his arms realizing that stirring up these old wounds were too much for her at the moment; she wept on his shoulder and held onto him tightly. Her tears cupped down her face, it was obvious to Vitaliy that a lot of the emotional walls she had built throughout these years, strengthened by loss of loved ones and a fear of losing the ones she now loved, had been torn to ribbons by her transformation into an ancient. Not only did she appear younger, but it seemed that her emotional scars that ran deeper than anyone could ever contemplate had been ripped back open, but were healing without all the ugly scaring that they had the last time; her heart though bleeding was blooming like a freshly budded rose to for the earth to marvel and be breath taken over. His smile revealed the fangs that normally were tucked and hidden beneath, but showed his love and over enjoyment that his beloved friend was finally finding rapture in her deep, enduring and difficult path that was forced onto her.

“I know, I know these years have been hard on you my dear friend,” he said kissing her cheek trying to give her comfort.

As she sobbed she said,” You have always been the sweetest and dearest person in my life, since this entire hellish and tortuous nightmare began.” She returned his kiss to his surprise.

She searched out his lips and they both began to embrace a warm and passionate kiss between each other. Vitaliy was taken aback by this and not sure what to think of this change in her attention to him. He worried: Could it be the change messing with his emotions? We wondered: What if she will reject our friendship later? Even though she had transformed into the most beautiful creature that he had ever seen he was troubled by the fact it could ruin everything between them. He pulled back even though he deeply lusted and truly longed for her to gaze into her beautifully, deep blue eyes to make sure she was aware of what she was doing. His heart was beating and pounding in his chest like it had never done, partly from the heat of the moment and partly due to the fact that he was unsure if the woman he followed all these years and trusted her judgment, before any other was now questioning if her judgment was clouded. He could feel her temperature rising along with his; he could see her want in those unbelievable eyes that could capture any soul and heart of any one. Both of them were dripping of lust and passion, but he had to be rational and realize was hers going to feel like a mistake later or was it something that had been brewing in her all of these years.

“My beautiful lady, I am so afraid that you will regret this later and hate me,” he sadly admitted to this young angel of lust in front of his eyes.”

“My lord do you question your queen?” She questioned and it her lower lip with a look of pure and unbridled lust, the look in her eye would melt and enthrall any living being.

Vitaliy could feel his heart beating in his chest and throat, secretly he had wanted her all these years, but was afraid to over step the mark and ostracize himself from her life. For him it always seemed not worth the risk, not only was she beautiful before the transformation, she was a leader that ruled with eloquence, strength, and nobleness that made him respect her more than any leader he had known about in history; he truly believed that one great day she would unite and guide the covens to make the world less dark and miserable. She was the person he admired the most and this is why he was dragging his feet in this moment that he had always dreamed of.

“My Vitaliy, are you going to kiss me?” Her voice inquired, with the soothing entrapping sound that one could only imagine a siren had as she lured the boats onto the rocks.

“My queen, my lady, you are the most majestically beautiful woman I have ever met throughout this close on millennium, the most honorable leader I have ever met; the thought of being banished from your life later on in unthinkable to me.”

She reached in and pulled him into her keeping their eyes locked the whole time as she began to kiss him and start stepping backwards leading and pulling him to the bed. His mind was being blown in a million ways that he could not comprehend at all. Step by step while being enthralled into each other they inch toward the bed, with one hand behind her feeling for the edge of the mattress she smiled a wicked and evil grin as she felt the back of her legs hit the bed; she wasted no time in letting him fall onto her. His mind was racing with how, why, and what the hell is going on, he could not believe that he was being this fortunate to be crashing on top of her on her mattress. They bounced as they made impact with the mattress, both grinning and laughing as they kept their intense kiss going.

He lifted himself up just high enough to move her hair out of her face making her unbelievably angelical beauty visible to his eyes. He was breath taken by her now younger and steering beauty. It mattered not, now or before she was awe inspiring, but now for some reason she seemed to have a magnetic ability to draw anyone into her snare; God knew, he was already ensnared in her trap and there was no way out he was completely entrapped.
She tore at his back with her nails ripping trails down his spine as they were locked in a kiss with each other, only pausing long enough for him to remove his shirt allowing her to see his perfectly cut body in front of her; she ran her hands down his chest and abs before reaching up and pulling him back down on top of her to lock lips again. The kissing and groping was getting more and more patient as they went along. She was going from kissing to biting his lip as he she moaned in enjoyment the look in her eyes as she began to claw and bite on his neck, not using her fangs, but playfully sexually biting.

Adela spun him around and slammed him down on his back with one of her hands placed on her chest while she was straddling him. She reached down and pulled her shirt over her shoulders, revealing a body that not only had perfectly cut and defined stomach for a girl, but full and ample breast under her black lace bra that seemed like a prize fit for only the most deserving. She was immaculate and impeccable in every way; God had broken the mold with this one. He ran his fingers slowly and playfully up her spine reaching for the goal of her bra strap until, click with one finger unlocking the harbinger of her ungodly globes allowing the black lace to slowly drifting and falling down to land on his abs unveiling her glorious marvels; his eyes could not believe that they were even better than he had imagined as he took them up in his palms, she leaned her head back and you could see how she was in complete bliss as he firmly played with her twins in all they ways she loved; rubbing, pinching, and caressing seeming in the right places at the right time as if he could read her mind. This was not just your normal lustful romp in the hay, it was a building love affair that had been brewing for centuries and was ready to boil over into an explosion that the whole world would feel.

She bowed back, reaching to undo his belt as he had his hands full; soon to feel him undoing her belt as well and unbuttoning her pants to show the brim of a matching pair of black lace underwear, both sexy and tasteful. He did not believe that before her transformation to wear such things. Realizing how much she had changed in such a short period of time, but was still in core the same person he had loved all these years. She ripped and tugged at his pants pulling them off as she crawled back up him like a cat, it was the sexiest thing he had ever seen, no stripper had ever moved in such a way; her smell had him completely intoxicated like nothing he had ever been entangled in before.

She was dominating every moment, it was she who was in charge and no one had any questions of this as she teased, kissed, and bit him, at times pausing to let him see her biting her own lip and to begin on him again. She was torturing and teasing him to the ends of what his constitution could handle; he could feel his eyes rolling back into his head and his toes curling as she finally stopped teasing with her waving behind and began to mount him, he could not believe how perfectly tight she molded him as she slid more and more down onto him; as she started to rock back and forth, up and down, he could feel the universe beginning to implode. There were no doubts she was a Goddess by all means and no woman could control the galaxies like her pull. She breathed in deeply and slowly as she pumped up and down on top of him, biting her lips and moaning in complete and utter ecstasy. She grabbed him by the throat with one hand asserting to him that she was the master and you could see in his eyes he was defiant and yet submissively enjoying her tactful timing of demanding loyalty his flag had already been at full mass and inside of her warm, tight, and wet mound, trying not to go off before its time.
She grabbed him up by his shoulders lifting them inches from the mattress only to slam him down and to force him to roll over on top of her to assume control, so he thought. Even from below she was moving in an erotic and intoxicating manner, which made him need to reach deep down inside for self-control. She had her hands mounted on his face keeping him only inches away to keep constant eye contact as they heaved and moaned with each other, taking deep and slow breaths; both of them were perspiring and this is not a task that is easily done with a vampire of any level.

Adela started to hit the mattress with the back of her arms and her palms, and out of the blue she blasted her and Vitaliy up and against the bedroom wall where she had her legs wrapped around his waist as she bobbed up and down on him, heavily kissing him and stroking his hair as he held onto her amazing derriere trying to help her with the motion, which was defiantly not needed by this woman; leaning her head back, letting her long jet black hair that waving in the air reacting to her thrusting herself up and down on him as she moaned and bit her lip and released her grasp on his shoulders with her hands to grab at her own breasts as he held onto her waist even though it seemed like her legs had enough of a lock on him that she did not need it. She was groping, pinching and tugging on her own breasts and she began to have louder burst of moans and screams until she wrapped her arms around his neck pulling closer and pumping faster and heavier before while growling and moaning until she screamed out and he also released not believing that he had held out for so long. She slowed her motions and wiped her hair from her face, laughing as she kissed him and questioned,” Why haven’t we done that before this?”

“I have no idea; fear maybe.”
“Fear?” She questioned.
“Yes, fear of losing you has always been a nightmare of mine.”

She hugged him and kissed him leaving him with, “That would never happen my dear friend, and you have always been my most loyal friend.”