Blog Tour – Avarice Collection (A Hell On Earth Series) – A.C. Melody

 

 

AVARICE COLLECTION BLOG TOUR

& SALE!

 

 

Title: Avarice Collection

Subtitle: Hell on Earth Box Set

Series: Hell on Earth (books 1-3 + Bonus Materials)

Author: A.C. Melody

Genre: Dark Erotic/BDSM/Paranormal

Length: 436 pages

 

 

 

Devils Only.

 

It was a permanent

note-to-self right above her panties, because anything less was a

disappointment. She never meant it as an invitation…

 

Avarice is

what makes the world go round, and Kameo Kross never cared to be an exception

to the rule. Her sole ambition is to avoid joining the ranks of New York’s

poorest denizens. Between a bastard of a new boss and a Dom who tempts her

darkest, depraved needs, Kami reevaluates her goal for sanity’s sake. She doesn’t

fear pain, death or eternal damnation, but the idea of submitting completely

has her itching to run.

 

Unforgiving,

destiny’s twisted plot thrusts Kami into a world she’d never feared existed,

and the crosshairs of an enemy threatening to expose all of her shameful

secrets to the media. As her life is completely altered, good versus evil

becomes a matter all too personal. Yet, nothing’s more difficult than facing

the truths of her heart, and finding the courage to embrace the kind of

submission she’s always longed for.

 

Unleashed in a

hailstorm of fury, Hell will come for those seeking glory from Kami’s missteps

and she’ll face off with the Devil, himself, to get what she’s finally accepted

as hers to have: Happiness. As the calendar races toward Beltane, sordid plots

of single-minded obsession and greed continue to thwart their eternal bliss,

but the real challenge awaits in the aftermath of retribution. Can Kami and her

Master find some semblance of redemption in one another at last, or will the

demon within change everything?

 

 

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            His wet

fingers abandoned the inside of her throat, cupping the curve of her jaw, and

his mouth crushed down on hers.

            It was a

whole new kind of oral sex. That was the only way to describe the aggressive,

needy assault. His tongue thrust as his lips dominated hers harder and

greedier, like there was some kind of climax waiting for him at the end. A

preview of his skills, or a promise that it would be the only way he would

invade her body, no matter which part of himself he was using? Regardless, it

was ferocious, filthy, and the best damn kiss Kami had ever experienced.

            She could

feel his mask bumping alongside her temple, as if he’d turned the bull snout to

the side, but that meant his face was still mostly covered. He must not trust

the blindfolds. Did that mean he wasn’t planning on removing the mask at all?

Kami hoped not. She wanted him to keep it on. That way her imagination could

continue filling in the blanks the way she wanted them, rather than chance

being disappointed by reality. She didn’t care how damn shallow that made her.

This was her night, and it was already panning out better than any Halloween

before it, so no. She didn’t want anything to ruin it.

            “Mmm,

you taste foolishly brave,” he groaned quietly as he licked and nibbled at

her lips, diving back in for one last devastating kiss.

            Settling

back in the seat, he returned the mask to its rightful place and forced her

down onto her knees again. His thumb picked up its previous stroking over her

lips, but when her bound wrists slid down the hard plane of his stomach and

into his lap, there was no mistaking the bulging line of his erection. The feel

of it had her lust spreading hotter, dampening her panties with desperate

anticipation.

            She earned

a soft mocking laugh when she started rubbing her arms over the steely line.

            “You

like knowing what you do to my cock, demon? How hard you make it just by

choking on my fingers?” he asked. “Is that what you were hoping to

accomplish while you were dancing for me?”

            If he was

trying to embarrass her with that insight, he was going to be disappointed.

Knowing he knew, that he’d been aware, only turned her on more.

            “No,

but it’s a start,” she replied.

            He laughed

appreciatively at that, and it was far more sinister than his mocking laugh.

“Ambition and Greed go hand-and-hand, little one. As you said, it’s a

start.”

            He wanted

her to be greedy? He probably shouldn’t have told her that. Before she could

reply, the limo slowed to a stop, reigniting the thrill of uncertainty. When

the driver opened the door, her bull man climbed out first, then reached inside

and hauled her out by the waist.

            Once she

was on her feet, he grabbed her bound wrists and started leading her across old

asphalt. Her heels clicked and wobbled in the rough patches. She thought she

heard water lapping and a nearby buoy. It definitely smelled like the docks.

The way the noise and voices echoed indicated they were surrounded by

warehouses or giant shipping containers.

            Again, it

should have been a red flag, but Kami wasn’t afraid, only morbidly curious. It

took her a moment to realize they were drawing closer to the pulsing bass of

music. Her escort paused for a moment before a door opened and it washed over

them loud and clear. They stopped directly inside to wait for everyone. When

the metal door finally closed, her bull man untied the blindfold.

            Blinking in

the dimly lit entrance, Kami saw that it was a makeshift foyer with draping

velveteen crimson, black-and-white jack-o-lanterns, Gothic candelabras,

antiqued mirrors, and other décor that would indicate they were getting ready

to enter a vampire’s secret lair. Even the music thumping and crawling over her

flesh was more along the lines of Screamo-Goth-Rave, than the Dubstep bass

would suggest.

            “You

know, there are at least a hundred different horror movies that begin this

way,” she referred to the space around them by drawing a small square in

the air with her index fingers.

            A more

difficult task than one would think with bound wrists.

            “That’s

what makes decorating so easy,” he said, pulling her against his body to

slip a hand under her skirt and take his fill of her ass cheek. “The

question is, was that just an observation or cold feet?”

            “My

feet never get cold,” she replied.

            She barely

heard the low rumble of his laugh when he bowed his head right beside her ear.

“Careful, demon. Some might take that answer as a deliberate

challenge.”

            It was a

seduction, his mind. The things he picked out of the air, as if her thoughts
were broadcasting on wavelengths he could read like a digital marquee. Things

that no other man on the planet had ever been able to hear between the lines of

her responses before.

            “You’re

free to take it however you like,” she pointed out, but it wasn’t

flippant.

            No, it was

more like poking the growling lion with a sharp stick just to see what would

happen.

 

            “I don’t need you

to tell me that, demon. I always take what I want, however I want, whenever I

want,” he stated, before lowering his voice even more. “I don’t wait

for holidays.”

 

 

 

A.C. Melody is a hybrid author of Erotic Romance and all its

savory sub-genres. Confessed javaholic, introverted geeky girl with a twisted

sense of humor and a wretched muse. She has a weakness for hard ass Alphas and

the strong women who capture their hearts, without damaging their rough edges.

 

A lifetime lover of fairytales, myths, legends and ancient

pantheons, A.C. spends more time researching than writing. Her biggest goal is

to provide new, captivating angles on old, favorite tales with enticing twists

and characters that redefine preset expectations.

 

She’s 100% guilty of placing all her money on the underdogs,

anti-heroes and shameless whores. When A.C. isn’t writing, being mom or doing

the day-job gig, you can catch her gaming, binge-watching Netflix or anxiously

awaiting the new superhero movie (specifically, Deadpool 2). A.C. loves to hear

from her readers and can be found at any of the following sites:

 

 

 

 

 

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