Genre: Erotic paranormal romance
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Date of Publication: March 17, 2015
Number of pages: 211
Word Count: 80k
Cover Artist: Kanaxa
The End is the Beginning
I didn’t want to write about the end of the world. I wanted to write about what happened after it. Someone always manages to survive the apocalypse—the lucky few who were far enough inland to avoid the asteroid-induced flooding, avoided the sharknadoes, or hid while the zombie horde shambled by. So what happens then? How do you survive when humanity is on the endangered species list?
In Bite Me, Lizzy Addams is fortunate enough to survive the zombie apocalypse, but Lizzy is a vampire. She can’t scrounge through abandoned grocery stores for food, and her particular breed of vampire needs to feed on sex in addition to blood. Lizzy needs to find survivors to feed from before she starves, but the survivors she rescues aren’t exactly excited about being a naughty buffet. They just want to find a safe place to rebuild.
Bite Me was a blast to write because my muse ran wild with ideas for what happens after the zombie apocalypse. Which brings me to ask what would you do? What would you do if you woke up tomorrow and the world was covered with zombies? Look for your family like Rick in The Walking Dead? Or maybe head to the pub like Shaun and Ed in Shaun of the Dead? Where would you go for food? Fuel? Coffee? Weapons? Would you fight, or would you hide? How would you begin again?
After an out-of-control spell triggers the zombie apocalypse, Lizzy Addams is left in the ruins of Chicago with only the slightly unhinged commentary—and endless erotic appetites—of her inner demon for company. Her blood supply dwindling, she is forced to find survivors to feed from, or die trying.
Officer Angela Kinney was on duty when hungry corpses overwhelmed the city. The survivors look to her for leadership, but nothing prepared her for a beautiful monster who offers safety in exchange for blood.
Sean MacMillan never expected to see Lizzy again after she rejected his attempts to lure her back to the vampire fold. But with his flock threatened by the horde and his murderous vampire brother, Lizzy is the only one he can trust to keep them safe.
The veil of secrecy shrouding the supernatural world torn apart, humanity’s only hope is to forge an alliance with vampires, werewolves, and things that go bump in the night. Though accepting their aid could be a devil’s bargain that puts humans at the bottom of the food chain.
Warning: Contains vampire orgies, angsty demon sex, a frisky lesbian werewolf, light kink, and enough sex toys to start a store.
No good would come of that. Irritated, I handed him the note and opened the door. I emerged into an empty, silent bedroom. Blinking in confusion, I paused after a few steps. No flock, no werewolves and no one seated at my computer. The door was shut and locked, and my stomach dropped as I was blasted by an icy wave of fear.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, whirling on Sean.
He stood in the doorway to the closet, lean and so tall he nearly scraped the doorframe. Sean studied me silently, his face a placid mask, and then he slowly unbuttoned the jacket he’d just donned and set it aside.
“Sean…” My voice dropped in warning as he began unbuttoning his shirt. I growled for added effect, but he continued, stripping the shirt and then the undershirt beneath until he was bare-chested. He didn’t seem interested or aroused—Sean looked like a man being led to the gallows. I growled again, but instead of a threat it was a sound of interest voice by my stirring demon. She was captivated by the landscape of pale skin across his toned abs, wondering what his skin would feel like beneath our fingertips.
“Lean and strong, like our Athena. Wouldn’t they make a striking pair in our bed?”
“Elizabeth, come here,” Sean ordered.
I was halfway to him before I realized what had happened—anger at falling so easily into the reflex warred with my demon’s desire to obey. With a snarl I froze, planting my feet in a fighting stance just out of arm’s reach.
“What the fuck is going on?” I snapped.
Robyn Bachar enjoys writing stories with soul mates, swords, spaceships, vampires, and gratuitous violence against the kitchen sink. Her paranormal romance Bad Witch series, historical paranormal romance series Bad Witch: The Emily Chronicles, and spicy space opera romance trilogy Cy’ren Rising are available from Samhain Publishing.
Her books have finaled in PRISM Contest for Published Authors, the Passionate Plume Contest, and twice in the EPIC eBook Awards.
As a gamer, Robyn has spent many hours rolling dice, playing rock-paper-scissors, and slaying creatures in mmorpgs.
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