Welcome to 25 Days of Holiday Fun with author Torie James
If you could ask Santa for one thing, what would it be and why? Patience. I always run out.
What is your favorite holiday candy? Peppermint Candy Canes. I think I have a problem
It’s the season of Egg Nog. Do you prefer it with rum, without alcohol or can’t stand the stuff? I have seasonal love affair with the Nog. I tend to like it plain but if rum were to “accidentally” fall into it, I’d still love it.
What is one of your holiday traditions to do each year? Decorating the house and our tree. The whole familia gets involved. It’s comical with a touch of homocidial thrown in by the end of the day.
If you could kiss any character under the mistletoe, who would it be? Lestat de Lioncourt.
Holiday cookies are my favorite to bake each year. Do you have a favorite holiday cookie that you enjoy each year? I have two! Red and Green M&M cookies and Snickerdoodles! My mum bakes the best!
If you could live forever, what would you choose to live for? I chose love…
Timeless Night by Torie James
New Camelot Series
A silent guardian, Alexander has walked the corridors of time in pursuit of an end to a haunting prophecy. Sabrina has lived a life surrounded by modern magic, unaware that the greatest and deadliest of powers reside within her own soul. If it only takes the light of love to ignite the stars, what of the decadent seduction of darkness? All roads don’t lead home and some myths only grow into legend.
She gasped, feeling every inch of his obvious arousal pressing into her belly through the fabric and almost fainted at the thought of him taking her. A thought that compelled one hand to slide down his rock hard torso, lower still to drift over steely, washboard abs and dance along the material gathered at his waist. Material that suddenly loosened and dropped to the floor between them and then there was nothing but bare flesh before her and she had to tear her mouth away even though she wanted the kiss to last forever. His heavy groan filled the bathroom as her fingers dropped a few inches lower to brush his straining shaft, just once. There was no shyness in her touch.
“Sabrina. Stop. Or I’ll –”
“Or you’ll what? Throw me down and fuck me senseless? I hope so.” The feel of him pulsing under her touch, the heated throb of the man was a sensory experience that had an echoing ache suddenly dampening her thighs in anticipation.
Alex’s voice was rugged, harsh, his own dark green eyes glowing with a touch of crimson, proof he wanted her blood as much as her body. “Gods, you’re so vulgar.” There was no derision in his statement this time, just a gentle teasing.
“No, I’m honest. I’ve wanted you from the beginning. And judging by this…” she trailed off and stroked him once more, a gesture that tore another growl from him. “I’d say you want me, too.”
His eyes almost shut from the intense pleasure just that one soft caress gave him. Taking a deep inward breath, he schooled his features back into a mask of indifference and dropped his curled fingers from around her neck, stepping back and bending low to pick up the fallen towel. Wrapping it around him, he gave her his back, turning towards the sink, keeping his tone deceptively cold. “Get dressed, Sabrina. I told you once before, fledgling. What you want will never happen. Not between us. I don’t want you like that.”
He gave her a long look, full of danger and savage heat before he pushed past her, not saying one more word. Only when she was sure he was out of her sight did she allow her own face to crumple, eyes bright with the pain his words gave her.