"4.5 Nymphs!...Starts off with a scene that is sure to leave you fanning...Lee Avalone adds action and suspense to the story, creating a smooth flow from one scene to the next. The sex is steamy and runs the spectrum between rough and raunchy to sensual...I’m anxiously awaiting Lee Avalone’s next story and recommend Ring Of Fire to those who enjoy the genre."--Scandalous Minx, Literary Nymphs Reviews
"...Lee Avalone mixed together all the classical ingredients of contemporary... and paranormal...romance, adding even a bit of horror...She comes out with a crazy meatloaf, that has all the...flavor of homemade cuisine. It’s not a small taste...It’s crazy...perfect."--Elisa, Elisa Rolle.LiveJournal.com
"...Boldly mixes eroticism, heart, and a good mystery into an entertaining tale...Fans are certain to enjoy hearing from characters in previous NCCSC stories...An extremely explicit, action-packed drama that neatly ties up the NCCSC to everyone’s satisfaction. Beware foggy glass syndrome though, this one is HOT."--Lisa, Joyfully Reviewed.com
“4 Angels!...Interesting story with a strong paranormal twist. I enjoyed how the paranormal aspects were entwined in a contemporary setting. Travis was a fascinating mixture of strength and weakness...Thanks go to Lee Avalone.”--Teresa, Fallen Angel Reviews
...“Let’s get this party started,” shouted the owner of the exclusive Hollywood Hills home where they’d gathered to watch while the vampire-slut-of-the-universe fucked three of Travis Stewart’s demon hunter teammates.
Lucky stiffs. This was one of perks for being a gay man responsible for saving the lives of all mankind. The infamous squad of demon hunters, comprised of all gay men, raised their voices in unison to show their approval.
It was a dirty job, but someone had to do it.
Travis skulked in a corner of the swanky basement rec room, wondering why he’d agreed to come. This leather-bar type of entertainment almost always ended in a full-on orgy, something Travis had decided he could do without. What drew Travis, or who drew him, was the vampire, Volmere. The vamp dominated the stage stretching along one wall of the room. Like a rock star gone wild, he exuded danger and sex. He could fuck ten men and all eyes would be only on him, or so Travis had heard. Now Travis would find out the truth of the tall tales.
At six-four, the vampire was tall, lithe, muscular, beautiful, and twisted beyond any man Travis had ever seen. His chiseled face rivaled any on the planet for perfection. His spectacular veneer included a masculine square jaw, which appeared tense and a flawless, translucent skin pulled taut over prominent high cheekbones. The nostrils of his aquiline nose pulsed with an almost imperceptible flare, more than likely from the smell of hot human blood.
Power and ageless grace warred for dominance in his almost disinterested expression, punctuated with a hint of maddening arrogance. Despite the knowledge this vampire was a slut of epic proportions, Travis wanted him. It had been so long since Aiden Wise, Maddy Poore and he had formed a threesome. Together, they’d been perfect. Travis loved Aiden, but something had gone missing in their relationship when Maddy died.
The vamp’s startling white hair hung to his waist, shining and straight against the deep royal blue of his silk robe. He lifted a contrasting dark brow, as if to question Travis’s internal assessment of him. Eyelids, rimmed in kohl, made Volmere’s pale blue eyes glint with sinister secrets.
His long-time lover, Aiden, leaned forward and distracted Travis. “No wonder you suggested we watch this—him. He’s glorious in a fierce and untamed sort of way.”
“I hear he’s tattooed in places that would probably kill a human. And if that’s not twisted enough for you, he’s a blood-sucking vampire.” Travis wished for umpteenth time that Volmere wasn’t part of their paranormal world where he’d be a constant temptation. “He’s not what we’re looking for, but I couldn’t resist getting a close-up of all we’re missing, just once.”
“Deny it all you want. I know you better than I know myself. You wouldn’t come here to watch this if you didn’t want him—bad. Do us both a favor. Let go of some of your control, Travis. Life’s too short. Live a little.”
Aiden leaned forward until he could put his elbows on his knees and both fists supported his chin. He stared at Volmere with his bright blue eyes opened wide, while a goofy grin stretched across his face, making his dimples pop. “I, on the other hand, will shamelessly enjoy every sweet moment of this spectacle. We should both live a little for a change.”
Guilt gnawed at Travis. As longtime lovers and best friends, Travis and Aiden shared every part of their lives, but their personalities, different as night and day, often had them at odds. Dominant Travis got his way…or else. Aiden called him stubborn. Travis called it reserve and determination. “I’m here, aren’t I?”