Today I'm joined by the awesome author Katie Salidas in hopes of getting you all in the mood for Halloween! Katie is promoting her latest sensual tale of vampires, Halloween Fantasies, and has stopped by to share about her love of vampires and even has a sexy excerpt for us!
So without further ado....
So without further ado....
What Led Me in the Direction of Vampires
by Katie Salidas
by Katie Salidas
We all have our niche. Our thing we really like to write on.
It may be broad and encompass an entire genre. Some people like to explore the
depths of high fantasy and create whole new worlds. Others may take a different
approach and only focus on a specific type of creature.
Me, I like to write about vampires. In fact every story I’ve written has
included those creatures of the night in one way or another.
Personally, I think vampires are Sexy, and this is why I like
to write about them.
They are dark and sexy and mysterious. They promise nights
filled with danger and passion—and that’s something seriously lacking in most
of our lives.
As with any fiction, I think my love of vampires has a lot to do with the “escape
factor.” It’s that ability to set aside the normal day-to-day existence and
dare to step into a world filled with creatures and things that we can only
dream about.
Sure, at times those things can scare us, but more often than not, they just
send that chill of excitement up our spines.
Think about it, who doesn’t want to be the heroine of a story being scooped up
by the dark and dashing vampire? C’mon admit it; you want to feel his hot
breath on your skin and the sensual scrape of his fangs before he sinks his
teeth into you. Oh, he won’t kill you. He just wants a taste. A prequel if you
will before your night of excitement truly begins.
Writing about them and making up new stories is both fun and fulfilling. I can
live the fantasy as well as shape it. It’s the best of both worlds. The biggest
payoff though, is seeing others fall in love with my vampires as much as I
have.
About the Author:

And if you can believe all of those lies, there is some beautiful swamp land in Florida for sale…
Katie Salidas resides in Las Vegas, Nevada. Mother, wife, and author, she does try to do it all, often causing sleep deprivation and many nights passed out at the computer. Writing books is her passion, and she hopes that her passion will bring you hours of entertainment.
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Touted as the sexiest
party of the year, the annual Halloween Fantasy Ball is the one place a
girl can let loose and succumb to her wildest fantasies.
Disguised as a sexy vampire huntress, Sasha captures the attention of Dante, a real life creature of the night. For Sasha, meeting bona fide vampire is enough to fulfill one of her life long fantasies. She’s ready to go home a happy woman.
But Dante has other plans. It is after all, a night of fantasies, and he has a few of his own to share.
Disguised as a sexy vampire huntress, Sasha captures the attention of Dante, a real life creature of the night. For Sasha, meeting bona fide vampire is enough to fulfill one of her life long fantasies. She’s ready to go home a happy woman.
But Dante has other plans. It is after all, a night of fantasies, and he has a few of his own to share.
You can purchase your copy here:
HALLOWEEN FANTASIES
Copyright
© 2010 by Katie Salidas
Chapter Excerpt
Dante leaned into his brother’s
ear. “You see, it’s a perfect package deal. Two beautiful females, just as I
had described.”
A ginger-haired woman, in a
witch costume, waved at them from across the room.
Trevor inclined his head, and a
smile played across his face. “And which of the two beauties is mine for the
taking?”
“You’re into costumes and games,
right? Why not take the little witch for a ride on your broom?” Dante
snickered. “She seems like she could be fun.”
“And that leaves the dominatrix
for you?”
“Vampire huntress,” Dante
corrected.
Trevor’s eyes lit up with
amusement. “Oh, that is perfect.” He burst into laughter. “Mr. No Games wants
to play with the vampire hunter.”
“I thought you would be amused
by that.”
“Did she bring a stake?” Trevor
clutched his stomach as he roared, unable to hold back the fit of laughter. “Or
perhaps some holy water?” Tears welled in the corners of his eyes. He swiped
them away with a quick brush of his hand.
“Go on then, get it all out of
your system.” Dante didn’t bother hiding the aggravation in his voice. He
didn’t care for his brother’s taunting, but he would endure it if it meant
getting his way. He needed to separate Sasha from her friend if he wanted to
have her for the evening.
Trevor finally stopped laughing
and straightened his face. “You know I prefer to pick my own prey, but seeing
how you might be getting into the spirit of the evening, I’ll go along with
this… on one condition.”
Dante arched an eyebrow at his
brother. “What condition?”
“I want you to play a little
game with me. Let’s make this a challenge. No mind control. Tonight we work on charm and skill alone.”
Dante groaned. “I think that
ridiculous Prince costume has gone to your head.”
Trevor smiled, flashing his
brilliant white teeth. “I’m playing my part. It’s Halloween, a time to be
someone or something different.”
“But I do not want to be Prince
Charming. I like being a vampire.”
“That’s my point. You aren’t
getting into the spirit of the evening. I want you to try and be something
different tonight. Don’t just be a vampire. Be charming and have fun wooing a
woman the old-fashioned way.” He folded his arms in front of his chest. “Unless
you aren’t up to the challenge.”
His brother’s taunting set his
teeth on edge. “You think I’m not capable of taking a woman’s vein and getting
her in bed without mind control?” he asked with a snarl.
“I think you’re out of touch,
yes.” Trevor matched Dante’s stern look. “Now, do you accept my challenge, or
not?”
Dante turned to look back at the
two women sitting at the bar. “I have no doubt I could have her within the
hour… on skill alone.” He focused on Sasha, inhaling a deep breath as his eyes
traveled the length of her body. He puffed his chest arrogantly. “She will be
eating out of the palm of my hand, begging me to take her.”
“Well then, Casanova, shall we
go meet our ladies?” Trevor held his hand out, pointing to the women.
Dante nodded, and the two
brothers slowly made their way through the crowd toward the bar.
As they approached, Dante’s eyes
never left Sasha’s form, drinking in her tanned skin and lean body. He admired
the way the leather pants clung to her long legs and the sensuous curve of her
backside as she sat, perched on the bar stool. He imagined himself bending her
over the side of a bed, kneading the soft flesh of her ass as he drove into
her. His cock jumped to attention at the thought, filling his pants, pulling
the denim taut over his waist.
“We meet again,” Dante said as
they arrived at the bar.
Sasha looked up. Her long black
hair, tied into a high ponytail, swung away from her neck as she turned to face
him, revealing her tempting neckline.
His eyes zeroed in on her pulse.
It beat with a tantalizing rhythm, calling to him. He enjoyed the way her body
was already responding. This should be all too easy. He smiled, flashing his fangs at her.
“Oh… hi… uh, hello,” Sasha
stammered, as if trying to find the right words to say.
Angela swallowed a gulp of her
green beverage. “I see you found your brother.” She beamed a smile at him.
“Yes.” Dante cleared his
throat. “Allow me to introduce
Prince… er… Trevor.” He stepped aside and let his brother make his
introduction.
Like a true gentleman, Trevor
bowed low and then looked up to the two women. “A pleasure to meet you both.”
He stood and took hold of Angela’s hand and brought it gently to his lips.
“Especially you. Enchante, Madam witch.”
Angela giggled girlishly, and a
smile spread wide across her lips. “Oh. You are really playing the part
tonight, aren’t you, Prince… Trevor, was it?”
“You can call me Charming if
that fits better.” He winked.
“I just might,” Angela said.
“Would you care to dance,
Milady?”
“How could I resist?” Angela
jumped to her feet.
Dante let out an exasperated
sigh and then turned away from the garish couple to focus on his prize—Sasha.
“Is the offer to join you still open?”
Sasha smiled and pointed to the
recently vacated stool next to her. “Sure. Sorry I had to leave back there. I
wasn’t trying to be rude. I just can’t seem to stand up very long. These
shoes…”
Oh, I can think of a few ways
to keep you off of your feet. Dante
grinned. “It’s quite all right. We can finish our conversation here. Where did
we leave off?”
Sasha took a quick sip from her
drink. “I was telling you I would stake you if you tried to bite me.” She
laughed and set the empty glass back on the counter. Her foot bobbed to the
rhythm of the drum and bass beat.
“Ah yes. I did want to take a little nibble.” He flashed his
fangs at her and winked. “Even with the threat of being staked, it might be
worth it. You look so tempting in that costume.”
A red flush hit her cheeks.
Dante enjoyed the darkening of her skin and the rapid pulse that accompanied
it.
Sasha looked down at the ground
for a moment, her eyelashes fluttering as she blinked. “And I thought your
bother was Prince Charming.”
“You find me charming?” Dante laughed. “And I thought I was
being a cocky rogue.”
Sasha cocked her head sideways.
“The best rogues are the most charming.”
“Then I guess I am doing my job
well.” He smiled wide and licked the tips of his fangs.
“You are entirely too sure of
yourself.” She appeared as if she was trying to hide her excited expression,
but it was revealed by a twinkle flashing in her pale blue eyes.
Feisty, I like that. Dante’s eyes roamed the length of her body,
stopping at the small broken stick in her belt loops. The corner of his mouth
rose in a crooked grin. “I’m intrigued by your choice of costume, Ms.
Huntress.”
“It wasn’t my first choice, but
it works.” She casually brushed her hair off her shoulder, allowing her
ponytail to hang down her back. “It looks like you put a lot of effort into
yours. Those teeth look so real and sharp.”
Dante was momentarily caught off
guard watching the thump of her pulse beating just beneath the surface of her
bare olive-skinned neck. He shook his head in a vain attempt to shake away
thoughts of sampling her tempting flesh. “Forget about my teeth. Let me order
you another drink, and you can tell me more about you.”
***
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