The House on Hundred Hill: The Nephilim Book One - Blurb
Jessica Rylan has spent her entire life trying to fit in, despite feeling deep down that she doesn't quite belong. A slave to passions that she doesn't quite understand, she does her best to simply ignore her burgeoning sensuality. Little does Jessica realise that a seemingly chance encounter with the handsome Nate Black will turn her world upside down.
All it takes is one garden party invitation to pull her into an ancient struggle, one where she must place her trust in Nate and his mysterious brother Draven to survive. As Jessica becomes seduced by the ancient and mystical world of the Nephilim, she finally begins to understand her own dark desires. Because Draven Black is searching for something...
Something only Jessica can provide.
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Author bio:Jemima Valentino is an English 30-something; married to an excessively patient man withtwo beautiful daughters and an excitable cross-bred mutt called Eddie. She is also a writerof dark paranormal romance, BDSM erotica and modern fiction.
Jemima fell in love with reading and writing as a child but it was only in 2009 that writing became an obsession. After months of procrastination and plucking up the courage, she published 'His Elle' in January 2011 and now has a full blown desire to continue writing.
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Book Excerpt:Nate continued to study her intently as he wrapped his hand around his cool glass of beer. “You dare not speak of your desires do you Jessica? You dare not admit to yourself that everything you know about feminism, every single thing you have ever been taught about equality, simply doesn’t add up, not to you. You are desperate to belong, and yet you have never had anyone to belong to.” He paused to shake his head and took a long sweeping look over her heaving chest. “It’s such a shame; somebody should have claimed you long before now, but their loss will most
certainly be our gain.”
Jessica felt her heart in her mouth as she sat silent, not able to get up and leave, somehow glued to the chair with an invisible force that was now way beyond her control. She felt utterly helpless under the intensity of his stare which was somehow so distant that she feared that he may see into the depths of her soul, or hypnotise her with his veracity, if he hadn’t already.
She looked down at her leg and drew in a ragged breath as she suddenly realised that his large dark hand was placed securely on the inside of her smooth,creamy thigh. She flicked her gaze up to his face and opened her mouth in silent objection.
“I know what you crave Jessica, I’ve seen it so many times before in women far less easy to break.” Nate slid his hand a little further along her thigh until it rested just under the hem of her skirt. The flush of her pale skin had returned and she darted her eyes uncomfortably around the room to check if anyone was watching.
“Don’t worry,” Nate assured her as if reading her mind. “They are all too busy this evening to notice the shy little red-head in the corner.” He smiled deviously as he slid his hand higher up her skirt, his fingers brushing the flimsy material of her soft pink knickers. “Besides, they would only assume that you are under my protection.”
“I don’t understand,” Jessica whispered, finally finding her voice. The moment the words left her lips, she wished she had found something more intelligent to say.
“You will, in time,” Nate responded. “In time my Lady, you will understand everything, but right now Jessica, right this second, all you have to do is tell me to stop.” He grasped his drink with his other hand and took a long slow sip. “Tell me to stop Jessica, and I will leave you in peace to finish your interesting work of fiction. Tell me to stop and you will never see me again.” Nate raised his eyebrow and his gaze never left her face.
Jessica couldn’t move. She was paralysed as the firm touch of this total stranger rested dangerously close to the intimate soft flesh, hidden beneath her panties. She screamed at herself to tell him to stop.
Oh god, please don’t stop!
A rush of anger surged through her veins as Nate’s strong fingers slid under the elastic. She yelped involuntarily, darting out her small hand in a futile attempt to push him away.
“Tell me to stop,” Nate chuckled. “Tell me to stop Jessica, that’s all you have to do, just utter one simple word. S.T.O.P. It’s not even that hard to spell.” He slid his hand briefly away from the dampening material of her knickers but left it resting at the very top of her thigh.
Jessica squirmed in her chair and desperately attempted to pull her skirt down. “But…” she stumbled over her words. “But I -”
“Have a boyfriend?” He said simply, brushing away her comment as if it were totally irrelevant.
“Yes… how did you…?” Jesus fucking Christ, just tell him to stop! She was desperate to force herself to say the words.
“You are a very beautiful and alluring woman,” Nate whispered as his fingers slid back under the elastic and wasted no time in finding her pleasure spot. “It would be criminal for you not to be taken.”