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My New Motorcycle, Named for my Vampire, Bastian

I traded in my 2006 V Star for this brand new V Star 1300 Tourer right before Easter. I had to wait these last few weeks for the accessories I ordered to come in. Now here HE is, all decked out with his new parts: fancier handgrips, crash bar, passenger floorboards, and extra lights in front. There’s still a lot I want to add to him, but this will do for now.

And yes, he is named after the vampire, Bastian, in the first book I ever published, Nothing Lasts Forever. Although he is named for Bastian, he is actually the motorcycle the hero, Johnathan, in my upcoming novel, Night Therapy, rides. But don’t tell Johnathan because he hates Bastian–for a very good reason. 😉

3 1 2So what do you think of him? And yes, this is a him. My husband told me since he’s mine, he can be a him.

For more information on the books that inspired his name, and for purchase links, check out my Nocturnal Surrender Series website.

In case you haven’t seen what Bastian and Johnathan look like, here you go…

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Fangs for Friday: TNSS Vampires 101

??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????I decided it was time to do a post on the basics of the vampires in my Nocturnal Surrender Series as there have been some questions raised lately.

Why and how do my vampires breathe and have heartbeats?

This is for two main reasons. First, breathing and circulating blood can help cool them. Second, it helps them pass for human when needed.

They do not have to breathe or allow their hearts to beat, and they do have control over these things. They can go into full-on-vamp mode and shut these down or they can turn them on when needed.

Why are my vampires warm to the touch?

Simple, they aren’t dead. My vamps don’t have to die in order to be turned. As a matter of fact, if they die as a mortal, there’s no way to bring them back and turn them. They have to be alive to be turned, and they remain alive after turning. No undead vamps here. Sorry.

If my vampires have no bodily functions, how do the guys rise to the occasion?

Their bodies run on blood. The more blood the better. Obviously, a certain body part requires blood to pump it up. So my guys can get hard, but nothing comes out to make a mess when the fun reaches its climax. Every woman’s dream, right?

What about silver, stakes, crosses, garlic, sunlight, and mirrors?

Silver inside their bodies, especially liquid silver, is poisonous, but will not kill them. They can wear silver jewelry without a problem. Stakes will not kill them; only knock them out temporarily, if even that. Crosses and garlic are no problem. They can see themselves in mirrors. Sunlight will not make them burst into flames or turn to ash—or sparkle. It will weaken them with prolonged exposure, though.

Can my vampires eat human food?

My vamps can have human food and drinks if they want. Their bodies are able to break down and absorb small amounts of food, but they can’t eat a lot at one sitting since their bodies don’t expel waste.

What powers do my vampires have?

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Their powers and strengths develop further with age, but some basics include mind control, hearing other’s thoughts, and feeling other’s emotions. For the most part, they are able to block other vamps from doing this to them except in certain instances. Other powers will develop with age.

My vamps also have super strength and speed. They have the ability to jump very far, but they cannot fly–unless they are old enough to develop powers of telekinesis and levitate themselves. Their senses are extremely heightened, as well.

What makes them vamp out?

Simple again. The three Fs. Feeding, fighting, and fu@#ing. It is a little difficult for them to hide when they are hungry, angry, or horny. Poor vamps.

What happens when they vamp out?

Their fangs extend and their eyes shift color to silver. They can normally see well in the dark, but when they vamp out, night looks bright as day.

How do vampire laws work?

The ruling Elders created a Code of laws that all vampires and their humans must follow. The Elders’ Enforcers and Sweeper Teams dispense justice to those who break the Code.

What’s up with the Hunters?

Hunters are mortals who believe in vampires and see them as evil, inhuman creatures and therefore have been trying to rid the world of them for millennia. Usually, Hunters pass down the tradition, keeping the business in the family, so to speak.

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I’m sure there are many other questions you may have about my vampires. Please ask away in the comments, and let me know what you think about my take on vamps.

Oh, and you can not only ask me questions about the series and vamps, but you can also ask any character you’d like to answer your question. Want to pick Bastian’s brain? Go for it.

For more information on the books in this series and for purchase links, please visit The Nocturnal Surrender Series website.


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Midnight Confessions: Excerpt 2

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Bastian was shocked. Part of him wanted to tell Nicole to fuck off for talking to him like that, but the other—more dominant—part wanted to grab her and tell her how much he needed her. That temper of hers did things to his libido he’d never experienced before. Normally he liked his women timid, with a wild streak only in bed, but her strength turned him on in ways he hadn’t known possible.

He had to have her now—no matter what.

As he strutted out of his room, his brother’s voice echoed in his head, spouting things about Bastian’s impulsiveness always getting him into trouble and how he was doing the same damn reckless behaviors as usual. He stopped in his tracks, knowing exactly what would happen if he followed through.

This wasn’t like it had been with Elise. He’d known her much longer, loved her deeply. She was worth the risk. Although, the risk had led to her death. Even if he didn’t love Nicole yet, he couldn’t put her life in danger because he was horny.

But he didn’t want her to leave thinking the worst of him. He was a better man than that—or at least he was trying to be. She needed to hear him out. Unfortunately, he had no idea what he wanted to say.

He flew down the stairs at vampire speed and slammed the door closed just as she opened it. “Wait, please. Don’t leave like this.”

She gasped and dropped her purse then turned around. “You scared the hell out of me. I didn’t even hear you coming.”

When she smacked him on the chest, he grabbed her wrist. The thought of backing her up against the door and taking her right there crossed his mind, but he pushed it aside before he lost control once more. “We need to talk this out. I didn’t mean what I said. I’m just…”

“There you go again. What do you expect me to think when it’s obvious you’re hiding something?” She tugged her arm free. “What, do you have another girlfriend? Or a wife?”

How can she think that about me? “No. I most certainly do not.”

“Then what is it? Tell me I didn’t see what I thought up there in that mirror. Tell me that I didn’t feel fangs when we kissed.” She stomped forward, backing him down the hall, stopping at the living room. After an awkward silence, she turned on her heel and tromped over to the couch, then flopped down and propped her feet up on the coffee table. “I’m waiting.”

What the hell could he do? He was in deep shit. As much as he didn’t want to, he listened to her thoughts in hopes of figuring a way out of this. She wanted him to have some kind of believable story because the alternative frightened her.

As it should.

He needed to convince her it really was her imagination. In truth, though, he didn’t want to lie any longer.

With a deep breath and racing heartbeat, he ambled into the room and sat on the edge of the coffee table. She moved her legs so he could scoot directly in front of her, then leaned up and stared at him intently.

Taking her hands in his, he made a decision he hoped not to regret. “What do you think you saw?”

She licked her lips and swallowed, waves of anxiety rolling off her. “I…I don’t know. I want you to tell me what I saw.”

“I could easily say I don’t know what you’re talking about, or that if you think you saw something out of the ordinary, you must have imagined it.” He stroked the backs of her hands with his thumbs. “I could, but I won’t. If we do this, I hope you’re prepared to spend the night because we will have a lot to work through, a lot to—”

The wall clock chimed as it struck midnight, and Nicole shuddered. Her heartbeat pounded deliciously.

Bastian did his best not to focus on it or her body—at least, not yet. “Anyway, if you want to know what I’m hiding, you must be willing to stay up all night talking.”

Her hands trembled. “I’ve noticed things before, things I tried to pretend I didn’t see. Some at work, some at Surrender, and some with you.”

“I know you have. And you’ve done what most people do. You passed it off as an overactive imagination, tricks of light, and whatever other excuses made you feel better. It’s human nature.” He moved closer and lowered his voice. “Do you believe you’re ready to know the truth?”

“No, but I need to know. Especially if it’s going to come between us the way it did tonight.”

He released one of her hands and caressed her face. “So strong and brave. I only hope you still want to be with me after I confess all to you.”

She leaned into his palm. “So do I.”

“Can I have one more kiss first?”

When she nodded, he threaded his fingers into her long dark hair and drew her in for a passionate kiss. Her soft lips and sweet tongue teased his heightened senses. His body tingled with desire, and he didn’t fight the natural reactions sweeping over him. His cock stiffened, his fangs descended, and his eyes built with slight pressure as they shifted. Then he pulled away slowly, parted his lips, and waited for Nicole’s reaction.

© Lorraine Pearl

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Oooh, don’t you want to know what happens next? If you would like more information and the purchase links to this and the other books in the series, please visit The Nocturnal Surrender Series website.


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Auburn Lust: Excerpt 1

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Laureline was grateful Christof hadn’t wanted her to join in, not that she thought he would after all these years. And there was somewhat of an unspoken agreement between her and Rochelle. Christof was off limits other than a little foreplay. If he would have agreed to her proposal, she’d have come up with a way out. Laughed it off as a joke.

Truth was, she had someone else on her mind, and she’d called to let him know of her availability the moment Rochelle led Christof away.

Donovan Evanko sat waiting, much like Christof had been earlier, glass in hand. She had no idea what the men preferred to drink. Not her area of expertise. Stefan took care of the whims of their clientele. But she did know what they favored in other areas.

And Donovan always liked the sex with Laureline to be a little rough—and so did she. Being older than him made her stronger, able to take whatever he gave.

As the owner of the sanguinarian nightclub, Nocturnal Surrender, he undoubtedly had an endless supply of willing humans to feed upon and take to his bed if he chose. For some reason, though, he never struck her as the type to use women in such a way. Mind control to obtain sex? No, definitely not him.

He is a good man.

And hot as hell.

She admired his long blond hair as she slinked up behind him. How she loved grabbing it and riding him ruthlessly. Warm desire pulsed through her at the thought of him inside her, filling her completely.

He didn’t turn to her when he said, “I’m glad you called.” After sitting down his drink, he stood and strode around the couch.

Laureline braced herself. The desire in his eyes let her know foreplay was not in the cards with him.

Donovan’s eyes shifted from pale blue to silver and his fangs descended the second he stepped in front of her. She reacted in kind.

He grabbed her waist and pinned her body to his then kissed her with dominance. She moaned into his mouth as his fangs punctured her lip. Her core throbbed when he sucked at the drops of blood.

Holding her firm with one hand, he trailed the other up her back and into her hair, fisting it tightly as he devoured her mouth again. He turned and guided her until he pushed her into the wall. She gasped from the force, and from his erection grinding against her. At this rate, they would be lucky to make it upstairs. But with Rochelle otherwise engaged, and the staff’s well-trained discretion, it wouldn’t matter.

He can take me right here.

Donovan’s hands slithered downward until he lifted her dress. Then he grabbed her legs and hoisted her into his arms. She wrapped her legs around him, thankful the new position allowed his cock to press against her clit. Pulses of longing surged through her each time he thrust forward.

At times like these, she hated her job. She’d rather have torn his pants off and forced him inside her. But this was about him. Nothing could happen until he was ready, even if she died from need in the meantime. She hadn’t been servicing him long enough to take control—yet.

He feathered kisses along her jaw then her neck. His fangs scraped a trail of white heat down her throat and she ran her nails up his back, trying not to shred his shirt in the process. He groaned into her flesh.

“Please, Lori… Now…” His voice was hoarse as he inched their bodies apart.

She reached between them and undid his pants with preternatural speed. His fingers slipped into her panties and her breathing hitched. He yanked them to the side and shoved his shaft into her. She’d barely had the chance to guide it and get her hand out of the way.

He slammed her repeatedly, clutching her hair in one hand and gripping her ass firmly with the other, squeezing at times. Completely dominating her. She gave herself over to him, enjoying the rhythmic friction of his cock gliding in and out.

Finally he eased his hand toward her throat, encircling her neck and rubbing his thumb up and down the front. She had told him she liked that during their last encounter, hoping he’d remember. Though she didn’t need to breathe, she allowed his firm grip to make her gasp for air slightly.

Her core throbbed harder in response. “Yes, Donovan… That feels…so good.”

© Lorraine Pearl

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This erotic short story is only $0.99. If you want a hot, quickie read full of sexy vampires getting down and dirty, with a little emotion thrown in for good measure, then you’ll enjoy Auburn Lust.

For more information on the books in this series and for purchase links, please visit The Nocturnal Surrender Series website.

Check out these awesome reviews of the next book in the series, Nocturnal Surrender:

“The chemistry between Bastian and Nicole is off the charts HAWT! WOW!! The world building is interesting and the plot is very intriguing. I love the author’s writing style and the editing was spot on. If you are a fan of Erotic PNR, you are going to love this series. It’s kind of like Laura Wright meets Lora Leigh with a pinch of JR Ward thrown in the mix.” Danie – Amazon Kindle reviewer about Nocturnal Surrender.

“I am digging this Novella series by Lorraine Pearl. I finished Nocturnal Surrender & immediately purchase the next book in the series, Midnight Confessions. Great back story, character & story development. Oh, and let’s not skip over the hot and I mean incredibily hot sex between Bastian & Nicole that makes you weak in the knees & tingly all over.” Sharon – Amazon Kindle reviewer about Nocturnal Surrender.


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25 eCopies of Nothing Lasts Forever up for Grabs


I am giving away 25 eCopies of the first book in The Nocturnal Surrender Series for review, the novelette, Nothing Lasts Forever.

Requirements for Entry:

  • Willing to leave an honest review on Amazon, Goodreads, and/or any of the other places the book is available.
  • Enjoy reading erotic paranormal romance but don’t mind that this book has a tragic ending, not a happily ever after, and also don’t mind reading short books.
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  • Only Rafflecopter entries have a chance at winning, commenting alone is not an entry.

That’s it. There are other options on the Rafflecopter to give you more entries, but the others are not required.


Giveaway will run through 4/23 and winners will be announced on 4/24.



Nothing Lasts Forever Blurb:

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In 1812 England, after nearly eight centuries of immortal life, Bastian Evanko has finally found the woman he wants to spend forever with. Now he is ready to reveal his secret to her, to tell her he is a vampire. But past experience has shown him mortal women may not be able to accept him for what he is. He’s had his share of heartbreak and is hoping this time will be different.

Elise McNeil loves Bastian with all her heart and can’t wait to share her life with him, to have a family with him. But when he shows her the monster he hides inside, she is devastated because he lied to her the entire time he courted her. She is unsure if she can trust him, but more importantly, she believes he may be evil and incapable of loving her as he claims to.

As if their situation isn’t complicated enough, Elise has a secret of her own. Her brother Jacob is a vampire Hunter. When the two men come face-to-face after Jacob and Elise’s parents go missing, will she keep Bastian’s secret or betray him for her family’s sake? Can Bastian save her from the ruling vampire Elders if she breaks their laws by revealing his secret? Or will the couple find out the hard way that nothing lasts forever?

Warning: This novelette is a romantic tragedy—with a tragic ending—but the rest of the books in this series will have happy endings.



A Few Questions Before You Go:

Do you mind reading short books? Do you mind reading a book that has a tragic ending if you know before reading that’s how it ends? Do you mind being asked to leave reviews?


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WIP Erotic Excerpt Teaser: Night Therapy

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I had planned on waiting to start posting teasers from Night Therapy since I won’t have it ready for release until late summer, but when I wrote this scene, I couldn’t resist. Keep in mind this is still a rough draft and is unedited.

In this scene, Johnathan and Stephanie are preparing to make love for the first time, but they each have such strong personalities that they clash at times. I must admit that I’m falling for these characters even more with each chapter I write. If you liked Bastian and Nicole, then you’ll love Johnathan and Stephanie, too.

But don’t worry, Bastian and Nicole are still around in Night Therapy–and the entire series.



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Still pinning her arms over her head, he slipped his free hand down until he teased the sensitive skin just above the waistline of her pants. After easing inside the material, he walked his fingers slowly along her swollen flesh, dipping one then two inside her slightly. She arched into his touch, but he stopped his maddening motion in response.

“No. You had your chance. Now I’m going to make you pay.” He pulled his hand from her pants and licked his fingers then plunged them back inside the fabric and palmed her entire pussy. “Mine,” was all he growled before his fingers shot inside her.

He was so damn sexy when that other side of him took over. Dominating, but somehow still vulnerable and sweet. It made no sense that he could be such a dichotomy, but then again, she was now, too.

Apparently he wasn’t happy with her mind wondering off again because he hissed her name and thrust his fingers in and out with a speed she had never imagined possible. With a vampire like Johnathan, she’d never need batteries again. His fingers vibrated in her core and coherent thoughts fled.

She might have cried out, moaned, or something, but as her eyelids fluttered open and closed, she couldn’t comprehend anything except the electric sensations shooting through her body.

His thumb massaged her clit relentlessly, pulsating at times. Just as the muscles in her core clamped down, he stopped abruptly and removed his hand to lick his fingers once more.

Short pants leapt from her mouth. She was right on the verge of orgasm…and he’d left her there writhing in need.

Cruel bastard.

© Lorraine Pearl

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Midnight Confessions: Excerpt 1

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Nicole intentionally showed up at Bastian’s house unannounced and it had paid off. She licked her lips when he opened the door. He must have just finished showering and not had enough time to dress properly—or to dry off completely.

It was her lucky night.

Most of the time he preferred to meet her at the sanguinarian nightclub, Nocturnal Surrender, and therefore had those damn vampiric contacts and fangs in. There had only been a handful of times in the few months they’d dated when she had seen him without them. But tonight, although his mesmerizing sapphire gaze drew her in, the lack of vampire prosthetics took a backseat to something else.

His body-builder frame filled the doorway, covered only by low-riding jogging shorts that deliciously clung to his hips. The defined cuts of his abdomen drew her gaze to the patch of hair teasing at the edge of the material. Lower, the perfectly outlined bulge begged to be touched. Somehow she wrenched her attention away from what hid beneath his shorts and examined him further.

His broad chest glistened, his muscles flexed, his golden hair was slung wet and sexy against his stubble-covered face, and he held a damp towel. “Nicole!” His eyes grew wide. “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming? I’d have—”

She held her fingers to his lips as she stepped forward, giving him no choice but to back up. After making her way inside, she closed the door behind her. “Oh no. If I’d have warned you, you would’ve wanted to meet at your brother’s club even though it’s your night off. I barely ever get to see you outside of that place.” To see the real Bastian. “And besides, I definitely like how you look when I catch you by surprise.”

A flash of heat spread through her as her eyes roamed over him once more. She ran her hands along his warm arms then slid them inward to caress his hard pecs. The woodsy scent of his cologne filled her nostrils. She wanted to bury her head in his chest and breathe him in. To have him wrap his arms around her and hold her so tight there would be no space between them. To feel him hard against her.

As if in response, he dropped the towel, grunted, and pinned her to the door before she could blink. His long body pressed into her exactly how she’d wanted. He grabbed her arms and raised them over her head, holding them together with one hand. The longing in his eyes—the fire—burned her to the core.

With his free hand, he feathered his fingers down the sensitive flesh on the underside of her arm. The touch so soft it almost tickled. When his hand came to rest at her side, right at her breast, he slipped his thumb between their bodies and played with her nipple.

Her heart sped. A deep breath helped calm her momentarily until she caught another whiff of his spicy scent. He touched her chin softly, tilted her head upward, and brushed his full lips over hers. Slipping his hand behind her head, he fisted her hair and pushed his hard shaft against her belly.

He groaned, only it wasn’t his normal pleasured sound. More like he was in pain. He pulled away even faster than he’d closed in.

Nicole dropped her arms, let out the breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding, and panted for a few seconds. Bastian bolted out of the foyer and into the living room before she steadied herself enough to walk.

By the time she entered the room, he stood at the brick fireplace with his back to her, one arm outstretched, hand on the mantle. He leaned on it, breathing heavy. She stopped, unsure if she should give him a minute or go to him and see if he needed help.

“Bastian, are you okay?” Her voice cracked from concern.

He cleared his throat and held up his hand as if to tell her to stay back. “Just give me a minute. I’ll be fine.”

The rasp in his voice made her heart sink. He didn’t sound fine at all. Both his hands were planted on the mantel now. He coughed a few times.

She ran to his side and rubbed his back. “What is it? What’s wrong?”

After a few deep breaths, he lowered his arms and stood up straight. “Nothing. Give me a little space, will you?” He strode away without turning to her.

She followed as he retrieved the towel, but when he ignored her and charged up the stairs, she looked around dumbfounded. He’d never been short with her like that. She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, fighting back tears.

What did I do wrong?

Not wanting to be the pushy girlfriend, she gave him the space he’d asked for and waited in the living room.

Her single visit to his house before this had lasted only five minutes. They had come back from Nocturnal Surrender, and he had stopped at home to remove his contacts and fangs before they went dancing. He hadn’t taken the time to show her around because they were having such a good time and wanted to get on with their date.

A quick glance around the room didn’t offer much new information about her lover. There were no pictures, no decorations or knickknacks—not that she thought someone like Bastian would have those. The only sign of the man who lived there was an empty beer bottle on the dark coffee table.

She hadn’t noticed the first time, but the theme of the entire room was dark. Brown leather couch and chairs, mocha walls, wood floor. Even the curtains looked more like they were meant to keep the sun out rather than make the place homey.

The room almost gave her the creeps. She sat on the edge of the couch, bouncing her leg. Maybe it’s because he hasn’t lived here long enough to spruce up the place.

That had to be it.

Still, she needed to get out of the living room. Nearly fifteen minutes had gone by and Bastian hadn’t come back down. She went out to the hall and called for him but got no response. In fact, she hadn’t heard any sounds at all since he’d ran up there.

Could something have happened to him? What if he needed help?

She bit her lip and paced, contemplating if she should invade his privacy and go find out.

What the hell am I doing? He could be lying up there having a heart attack or something. Sure it was unlikely for someone so young and healthy, but what if?

She took a deep breath and let it out with a sigh then headed upstairs to take care of her man.

© Lorraine Pearl



For more information on the books in this series and for purchase links, please visit The Nocturnal Surrender Series website. Check out these awesome reviews of the previous book, Nocturnal Surrender:

“The chemistry between Bastian and Nicole is off the charts HAWT! WOW!! The world building is interesting and the plot is very intriguing. I love the author’s writing style and the editing was spot on. If you are a fan of Erotic PNR, you are going to love this series. It’s kind of like Laura Wright meets Lora Leigh with a pinch of JR Ward thrown in the mix.” Danie – Amazon Kindle reviewer about Nocturnal Surrender.

“I am digging this Novella series by Lorraine Pearl. I finished Nocturnal Surrender & immediately purchase the next book in the series, Midnight Confessions. Great back story, character & story development. Oh, and let’s not skip over the hot and I mean incredibily hot sex between Bastian & Nicole that makes you weak in the knees & tingly all over.” Sharon – Amazon Kindle reviewer about Nocturnal Surrender.

More excerpts to come…


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