Kim Kaye’s on her way out of town, but she’s promised a prize—an autographed copy of her April Aprodisia release, Scream My Name. As always, you have to post a comment to enter the contest!

There is an order to the books in the Captive Souls series. Each book can be read on its own and enjoyed. But if you’re one of those people who enjoys linked books and HAS to read them in order, this is where you start!

Book One

Love is the most dangerous enchantment…

All her life Dominique Fouche has chafed under her coven’s “protection”. It’s time she found out why she has never been allowed to explore the darker side of her nature. She ventures forth to get answers from the father she has never known, only to learn he is dead and she’s the new owner of his mansion.

The house is as mysterious as her past, where just opening an ancient book releases the pent-up fury and lust of a handsome, larger-than-life creature. Her strange new lover leaves her weak, satiated—and deathly afraid.

Bacclum, a mixed-blood angel, will not allow a mere witch stop him from finding his family and claiming his rightful heritage. Even if it means using every means at his disposal to siphon off Dominique’s power. Yet once deep inside her sinfully sweet body, he finds himself bound by a magic far stronger than any spell.

There’s a reason her blood calls out to his—and it’s made her an unwitting target of the same deadly forces bent on denying Bacclum his birthright…

Warning: Contains angel lovin’ hot enough to send you to confession for a month of Sundays—even if you’re not Catholic.

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Did I mention that the book she’s giving away is excerpted in the August edition of Cosmo?!

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Excerpt #1

“Pontou et pe, q’iye an dou, v’eta!” Bacclum grunted the enchantment from behind clenched teeth. He clamped his thighs around the demon’s head and wrapped his hands around his throat.

His entire body was on fire, every muscle painfully strained as sweat poured from him and dripped onto the body of the massive creature he straddled.
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Over the next five days, I’m going to introduce you to the three novellas that begin the Captive Souls series. My friends, Kimberly Kaye Terry and Vivi Anna, have written the other two stories in this trilogy. The covers are gorgeous, aren’t they? Our ladies’ adventures are even more intriguing, I promise. And there will be prizes along the way, so be sure to post comments. Click on the covers to learn more.

The Legend

Bacclum, a descendent of the Grigori (angels sent to Earth to be the companion of man) used his inherited abilities to increase his power through spells and enchantments. Carried away with his successes, Bacclum tried to call upon a powerful angel to force him to add to his arsenal of abilities by using his name—something forbidden and dangerous. A simple mispronunciation of the name summons instead, Malvo, a powerful ancient demon, one suffering a long ennui due to his disillusionment with mankind.

Unknown to Bacclum, a guardian gargoyle, Octavius, had been assigned to investigate Bacclum’s sins and punish him if he could not be dissuaded from his search for forbidden power. Octavius, bound to watch over Bacclum, is brought into the battle when Malvo reacts angrily at being awakened by the arrogant mixed-blood angel.

After a long, hard battle, one in which Bacclum is aided by Octavius in fighting the powerful demon, Bacclum believes himself the victor over the demon. However, Malvo, in a last rush of power, uses an enchantment that binds himself, as well as his enemies—Bacclum and the gargoyle Octavius—inside Bacclum’s mansion in an isolated Louisiana parish, but in separate dimensions.

For a century and a half the house sleeps, waiting for another selfish soul to serve it.

Psst! Thanks to everyone who played and posted to my silly blog! But what you really want to know is who won the prizes for the Summertime Contest, right? Well, you’ll just have to keep reading because the names are at the bottom of this page!

Next Tuesday, just six short days away, I have another new release. Something you haven’t seen from me before. Something fun and daring and sexy as HELL—literally. Over the next few days I’ll introduce you to my story and tell you about the other two in this series. Along the way, there will be prizes. But you have to post to win! So let’s get started.

Lust trapped them in darkness…only love can free them…

Petra Pedersen has lived as a recluse all her life thanks to a genetic double whammy—a strange deformity and a shameful power inherited from the father she will never know. The power to incite lust in men and women with just a touch. Exploring the garden of the mansion she’s just inherited, she comes across a fascinating stone gargoyle whose raw, passionate expression draws her to caress its broad chest. Her imagination follows her fluttering fingers. As she closes her eyes and gives herself up to the arousal, something shifts beneath her touch.

Long ago, failure to stop a demon battle trapped Octavius in a prison of stone. Freed by the woman’s incendiary touch, he doesn’t hesitate to unleash his pent-up rage and desire in a blistering fury. Yet once the haze of lust clears, he discovers he isn’t really free after all.

They are both trapped in another realm where he must choose between his last chance for redemption or returning Petra home…

Warning: Sex with inanimate objects, lusty m/m/f ménages with gods…it’s all good when the reward is freedom.

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Louisiana 1909

Octavius rammed his shoulder against the heavy oak door. The lock and hinges gave and the door crashed backward with a satisfying thud, raising dust that sifted through the air like silver-gilt fireflies in the moonlight. Wary, he stepped across the threshold. Inside, the house was dark, the air thick—too heavy to be natural.
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Thanks to everyone for who stopped by and commented over the past weeks! Tomorrow night the contest closes and on Wednesday I’ll announce the winners of the big prizes. Good luck!

Just as a final reminder (and to set up your TBR pile!) these are the books we’ve seen peeks of along the way that are available now for you to purchase:

Don’t expect things to slow down after the “Summertime” contest ends. I have another release coming in a week, and I’ll be sharing snippets from that story as well as the two stories that accompany Stone’s Embrace in the Captive Souls series written by Kimberly Kaye Terry and Vivi Anna! You know there will be bribes (ahem…prizes!) offered along the way!

Here’s a quick preview of what’s coming next. As soon as this contest ends, another will start because I have a new book coming July 14th!

Lust trapped them in darkness…only love can free them…

Petra Pedersen has lived as a recluse all her life thanks to a genetic double whammy—a strange deformity and a shameful power inherited from the father she will never know. The power to incite lust in men and women with just a touch.

Exploring the garden of the mansion she’s just inherited, she comes across a fascinating stone gargoyle whose raw, passionate expression draws her to caress its broad chest. Her imagination follows her fluttering fingers. As she closes her eyes and gives herself up to the arousal, something shifts beneath her touch.

Long ago, failure to stop a demon battle trapped Octavius in a prison of stone. Freed by the woman’s incendiary touch, he doesn’t hesitate to unleash his pent-up rage and desire in a blistering fury. Yet once the haze of lust clears, he discovers he isn’t really free after all.

They are both trapped in another realm where he must choose between his last chance for redemption or returning Petra home…

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Not wanting to waste the waning light, Petra hurried down the stairs and into the large open living room. French doors led to the garden. They opened easily on quiet hinges. She let them close behind her and stepped onto a tiled porch. Stair steps led to a flagstone path. From this elevation she couldn’t see the boundaries of the planting beds they were so choked with weeds.

Three steps downward, a sensation, like the softest velvet brushing past her exposed skin, glided over her as she entered the garden. The late afternoon sunlight dimmed instantly to dusk and she blinked to adjust her eyes. She had to hurry to get her first look at her new home before darkness fell.

At the end of the pathway bordered by tall bushes and made impenetrable by dense vines and weeds, she saw an opening and walked steadily toward what she assumed would be the grassy area beyond the formal garden.

Frogs croaked, crickets chirped, creating a cacophony of sound that reminded her again just how far from home she really was.

The open grass was farther than she’d thought and she considered turning back, but the smells welcomed her. She recognized a hint of roses and paused to inhale the sweet fragrance from small white flowers studding a long vine wrapped around a leggy bush.

Honeysuckle.

She smiled, recognizing the blooms from the pictures of the travel book she’d read on her flight across the sea. The scent was sweet, nearly cloying, but she inhaled deeply, entranced with her discovery. She plucked a bloom and held it cupped in her palm and continued down the narrow pathway.

At the end of the path, she exited the dense, tall foliage into a clearing. A gazebo, its lattices intact but in need of paint, stood against the darkening forest. To her left a stone bench sat next to a large statue. The fading sunlight limned the statue and lent its surface a pearlescent sheen. The figure of a winged gargoyle, its massive body upright, its arms and wings outstretched as though ready to take flight was so exact, so detailed, she couldn’t help but stare. “Oh my.”
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If you’re on my chatter loop or Facebook, you know about my snake encounter yesterday. Today, when I head to the pool I’m carrying a shovel! My dad thinks it was a cottonmouth snake. Since it didn’t open its mouth, I don’t have a clue. The only think I know is it had that sharp, triangular-shaped head. Very distinctive. It’s not a pretty snake, but he’s been hanging out in our garden. We found his shed skin on a large flagstone next to the house. I’m worried about the Yorkies. They’re both so ditzy they’ll want to play with it.

Since I have a captive audience for the next four days, I’m going to remind you about my new releases. First up is Lockdown.

5 Stars from Manic Readers
“…LOCKDOWN was pure perfection…As good as the sex is I found myself totally immersed in the evil shadowing the three characters. I was downright riveted to my pages…Suspense, danger, mouthwatering sex scenes and a demon should be enough to make you pick up LOCKDOWN. I will recommend this book to everyone I know, it’s just that good!”

4.5 Stars and an orgasmic “O” from Just Erotic Romance Reviews
“…Delilah Devlin always delivers stories with real characters. LOCKDOWN is terrific at building suspense and creating tension; as a reader you can’t wait to see what will happen next…”

From Reader Views
“…LOCKDOWN by Delilah Devlin offers a uniquely different erotic tale. The sensual scenes are very well written and a pleasure to read. The plot is very complex for a novella, yet the author carries it well. I really enjoyed this story and hope that there will be more to follow along this line.”

Remember, you have to post to win the next random prize!

Progress on next Cowboy story

Yes, the contest is still going on. I still have some things to talk about and books to tempt you into trying. And when this contest winds down, there will be another one right behind it, because I have another book coming July 14th! Can I hold your interest that long? For sure there will be more excerpts. But today, I want to share a review that warmed this little writer’s heart.

5 Cherries from Whipped Cream Reviews
“…Ploys, palace intrigues, backstabbing and betrayal, shifting allegiances and true friendship, and above all, abiding love, are what make Delilah Devlin’s dark romances so irresistible.

We will be forever drawn back to her fantasies and her powerful characters. They step out in front of you, and you never forget them. Her worlds rise up around you and when you look up from her book, you are surprised to see familiar surroundings. Weeks after turning the last page, the characters will come knocking at the door of your imagination and whispering more secrets in your ear.”

And just so you know…
July’s moon is the Mead Moon. And just by it’s name, you know it’s time to part-ay! It’s the time to enjoy first harvests of all those seeds you’ve planted.

Enjoy your day! I’m hitting the pool! 😉