The Ruthin Trilogy
By: Tessa Stokes
The Ruthin Trilogy : Adult
content and graphic sexual scenes 18+
Devon Ruthin and a Vampire
in Love: Volume one of The Ruthin Trilogy
A contemporary paranormal
romance.
When a girl looking for
love meets a lonely, but strange man, she has her suspicions about
him, especially since he doesn't seem to eat.
He’s not what he used to
be, he’s totally reformed and lives amongst a group of ancient
magical beings. Just what is he besides, gorgeous, sexy, intelligent
and totally in love with her?
He’s a dress designer, a
dot com businessman, a good friend, courageous, and he’s four
hundred and some years old.
Fate has some weird twists
in store for this couple but above all else it has a delicious love
story.
Devon Ruthin finally hears
from his very dangerous brother after twenty years. It’s not the
reunion he would hope for, when Drew takes a liking to the girl Devon
loves.
It’s not the reunion
Drew might have hoped for either, because he discovers the woman he’s
always loved lives in the same town as Devon, and begins a quest to
win her back.
Drew Ruthin is a vampire
and one of the worst kind, he's also selfish and egotistical, he's
dangerous and not just because he's out for someone's blood, but
because he's subconsciously very unhappy. He knows his vampire
community finds him pathetic; he's losing power and status. His pain
comes from his aching need for acceptance and love.
He has a funny way of
showing it.
Attempting murder of his
family members.
Seducing and draining any
pretty girl he finds in his path.
It seems he will stoop to
nothing when suddenly into his 'undead life' comes a girl, who
although not destined for him, sets off a chain of events that does
bring him everything his secret heart longs for.
Excerpt from Devon Ruthin and a Vampire in Love: Volume one of The Ruthin Trilogy
18+
Bliss watched Devon for
twenty minutes as he walked up and down the length of his garden. He
seemed to be able to do it very quickly, unless he turned and came
back as he was in the dark part, where the garden lights petered out.
What was he doing out there she thought and then she decided to go
down to him. She wanted to be with him, she had come looking for
love, and she thought she had found it. She was dilly-dallying around
for no good reason. She pulled on the T-shirt she had worn that
evening and her jeans. She put her feet into her canvas shoes and
combed her hair, which was still a little wet from the shower. She
went down to the kitchen and found the massive window only open by a
meter. She went through it and waited for when Devon reached her.
Devon knew she was there
even before he exited the dark area of the garden. He slowed down a
little and concentrated on sensing her presence. Sometimes after he
had drunk his health shake, he felt more in command of sensing a
person’s emotions. She was definitely in love with him. She wanted
him. He sighed in relief.
As Devon came out of the
gloom Bliss walked towards him and put her arms around him, he put
his arms around her. He felt her hair midway down her back still
damp, and he held it in his hands savoring the softness.
“Bliss what are you
doing down here is something wrong?” he asked her because he didn’t
know what else to say. She shook her head, moving her arms to around
his neck she kissed him. She molded her body against his.
She kissed him until she
felt that overwhelming urge to tell him she loved him and then she
did.
“Devon I love you, I
have to tell you, I need you to know”, and then he was kissing her
again and smiling. Then kissing her, and as he held her very tightly
he whispered, “I love you too”. Bliss smiled before she kissed
Devon again, and they stood close together holding each other’s
face and kissing each other tenderly. Bliss began to unbutton the
shirt Devon was wearing. She moved her hands across his smooth skin
along the muscles of his chest. He felt cool and strong. She traced
around his body with her fingertips, and Devon kissed down her throat
and her shoulder.
Bliss moved to his lips to
kiss him. She whispered close to his lips, “Come back inside let’s
go to bed Devon, I want to be with you”.
Devon was captivated by
this. He smiled and kissed her. “I want to be with you too Bliss”,
he told her.
Holding hands, they went
inside and Devon locked the window. He was thinking about his bed,
was it actually made up, he couldn’t remember the last time he had
lain in it. He generally slept for short periods in his chair or
sometimes on the lawn. As they went upstairs and he put his arm
around her waist Bliss felt very happy. It had been the right thing
to do, to tell him she loved him, it seemed to her that he had been
waiting to know how she felt about him.
Devon had decided that if
his bed was not made up he would tell Bliss he was about to change
the linen and had forgotten to finish the job. This was not good he
thought; he didn’t want to lie to her right then.
When they went into
Devon’s bedroom Bliss was struck by how empty it seemed. There was
a bed on the side opposite the huge windows, and she noticed a chair
set up so that Devon could sit and look out of them. Devon’s bed
was made up with white linen that looked ironed. His quilt, also in a
white cover was rolled at the bottom of his bed as if he did not use
it. Devon held her face and kissed her so lovingly she felt like
liquid. They undressed and held each other close suddenly desperate
to feel each other’s body closer, and their kisses became more
urgent.
Devon ran his fingertips
along her skin and cupped her breasts in his hands. Bliss arched to
him as he took a nipple into his mouth and a little moan escaped her
it felt so good. She reached down to feel his erection in both hands
and almost sighed with relief at finally being able to hold him like
that. Devon groaned and found her lips with his. His kiss was hungry
and he held her then around her hips to raise her as he put a finger
into her moistness. Bliss gasped with pleasure and moved on his
finger until Devon put another finger into her. His tongue was in her
mouth and she was grasping him tightly and then stroking his erection
wanting him inside her.
He laid her down on the
cool bed and moved over her. Bliss put her arms up around him to
press him to her body as she opened her legs wide for his entrance.
She whispered her need to him and Devon wanted to give her what she
asked for. He surged into her and they moved together as if they had
always known each other, as if they were made to fit together and it
felt so good they were both softly moaning.
Devon told Bliss he loved
her so much over and over as he made love with her. Bliss was carried
along in a wave of pleasure. She sought out his lips if he moved them
from hers to her cheek or shoulders. They whispered to each other and
groaned into each other’s mouth as the sensations overwhelmed them.
They didn’t let go of
each other for a long time. Devon felt that he couldn’t let Bliss
go. He needed her in his arms close against him. Bliss wanted that
too, and she moved so that her face was against his, and so that she
could kiss him as they whispered to each other. Devon held Bliss very
close until she was asleep, and then he closed his eyes, and sighed.
He wanted Bliss with him always. It had to have been fate that
brought her to him. She had told him how she had set out to find
love, or something that would change her life and arrived at the
café. It was meant to be he decided. He kissed her and gently traced
a breast with his fingertip. In her sleep Bliss moved towards him,
wanting him. He moved his hand to rest gently on her lower stomach,
his fingers almost against her moistness and he sighed. Everything
felt so good.
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Drew Ruthin and The Blood
of Changes: Volume Two of The Ruthin Trilogy
Drew Ruthin wakes to find
he doesn’t remember a thing but at least his old friend Greta is
there to help him remember.
They do a little hunting
and Drew likes it.
He’s in for a shock when
as the days go by after his reawakening he starts to change into of
all things, a good guy.
It’s the legacy the
ancient magical being Elise left him, but she doesn’t know it, and
neither does he. He only knows he loves her and is desperate to get
her back.
Drew’s journey from a
dangerous being to what he becomes for Elise is full of angst,
killing, and finally tenderness.
Can he win her back and
what does a warrior mage have in mind for him?
In this second book of The
Ruthin Trilogy Drew and Elise share some hot love scenes. Some tender
moments and as she turns against her own people his brother Devon,
who swore to kill him has a change of heart.
In the background the
lovely, ancient, warrior mage Balthazar Crane finds love of his own
and starts to mellow.
Excerpt from Drew Ruthin and The Blood of Changes: Volume Two of The Ruthin Trilogy
PG 13
Drew was driving home
annoyed with his fruitless journey and suddenly hungry for blood and
sex. He watched for a way of gaining both as he drove along and at
the bus stop on the way out of the next town before the highway he
saw a girl alone.
He pulled up alongside her
and let his window down. He gave her a look that was an invitation to
something wonderful. His voice was soft and kind. He exuded charm.
“Do you want a lift somewhere? I think you may have a long wait
there”.
The girl was about twenty
and not prone to getting in cars with strangers male or female. She
shook her head. “No thanks I’m fine”, and she looked away from
Drew wishing he was not a stranger. Wishing she had met him down the
basketball club or something, he was so drop dead gorgeous.
Drew didn’t leave.
“I’m harmless”, he
lied, and smiled a smile so sweet it was like rain to a flower.
The girl had pepper spray
in her bag. Her mom had some too. Their neighbors had acquired it
after a break-in just in case the suckers came back when they were
actually at home and not at the gym. They had insisted on giving her
and her mom a can each. She thought about the fact that she could
spray him if he turned out to be a monster and accepted the lift
after all. She was going to the hotel just before the highway to meet
with her friends, there was, she told Drew, a bit of a dance on that
night.
Drew found himself
interested. “A dance?” he said in a questioning tone.
“Is it open to anyone?”
The girl considered his
obvious interest. It would be a real win to walk in with this
gorgeous guy to the dance. Her friends would fall dead with envy.
“It is of course. You
pay at the door and that’s it, stay all night if you want to, the
DJ very often plays until dawn”. She glanced at Drew to gauge his
reaction to this information.
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Bio:
Tessa Stokes
Tessa has lived in many
places in the world because of her work, but currently resides in the
United Kingdom where she was born.
She writes character
driven stories, which are a genre blend of urban fantasy, paranormal
romance, and real life. Her books are heavily romantic. Tessa likes
to write erotic and paranormal romance as well as contemporary
fantasy as she says this gives her more scope for happy endings,
which she thinks we all crave. Tessa has always been writing
something, academic curriculum, advertising copy, fiction, presently
she writes paranormal romance/urban fantasy romance, and blogs. Tessa
loves to wander around the ancient places, historical sites, and
ruined castles of the UK where she often finds inspiration.
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