Friday, November 28, 2014

The #Bachelor Auction hosted by #vampires...Crimson Snow will leave you Breathless #SneakPeek @vampauthormaya



Nicholas Jones Whitaker III lives in interesting times.

The year is 2049. He’s a Hollywood actor with a type-casted career of portraying mythical creatures —vampires.

But thirteen years ago, vampires were discovered and no longer creatures of myth, but of reality. The newfound coexistence has vampires inhabiting the synthetic world of Dome City. Annexed as territory of the U.S, humans are granted access to the dome and vampires, now classified as Immortizens, have passage rights outside their world, all under the watchful eye of The Alliance.

Enamored with his vampire portrayals, the Immortizens invite Nicholas to Dome City to participate in a celebrity charity bachelor auction. Marking their first year of dome life, the Christmas event is meant to stimulate the economy and bridge the two races.

Yet when Nicholas realizes his own celebrity crush, Crimson Snow, has her eye on him for the auction; charity is no longer his drive, desire is. 

Passions unearth. New experiences rock his world. Where human love has its limits, an Immortizens’ is boundless.

But the invitation is more than meets the eye.

Nicholas holds something unique that he’s about to discover and his gift to the Immortizens for the Christmas season will mark him as their very own St. Nick.

* * *


The Bachelor Auction

* * * 

He closed his eyes.
“Ten. Nine. Eight…” he counted backwards from ten with a controlled and calm breath. He stood shrouded in darkness back stage, awaiting his name to be called. His right hand grasped his left pointer finger, squeezing tightly. Even though he made his career from being in the spotlight, it still managed stir the butterflies.
“You’ve know him as Dolcen, the Vampire Hunter.”

The crowd jeered.
“Elysian, the Vampire Slayer.”
A loud hiss shook the palace.
“You also know him as Trevor Hart, Matthew Joseph King, and my personal favorite…Colten Tresnor.”

Applause and whistles echoed like rolling thunder.
Elliot’s voice was made for this. Unlike his stature, his tone wielded mystery, suspense, anticipation that captured the audience.
Nick tingled with excitement, awaiting his name to be called.
As if the night didn’t hold enough anticipation, he pulled the shortest stick backstage, marking him the last of the bachelors for the auction. All the gorgeous and wealthy Immortizen women had plopped down substantial money for The Alliance. The highest bid thus far went to his former co-star, Adrian Andrews, for a whopping one million, three hundred and fifty dollars. Although an air of excitement wrapped him in a bubble of suspense, a hint of anxiety lingered.
 How can I top the kind of money Adrian brought in?
But then he reminded himself of one thing: Neither Cassandra nor Crimson had entered a bid thus far.
This was going to be interesting.
“Our last bachelor of the evening…Nicholas. Jones. Whitaker. The Third,” Elliot said with dramatic fanfare.
He stepped out of the darkness and into the breathtaking limelight.

“There he is ladies.”
He walked down a long catwalk, feeling unaware of the motion his body took. The moment unleashed in a commanding and surreal affair, taking his breath away. All he could manage from his conscious state was to seek out the edge reflectors so he wouldn’t topple over the stage and into the blinding darkness of the crowd.
As he made his journey down the stage, he wondered where in the crowd stood Crimson Snow.
“Come right here, Nicholas,” Elliot called out.
“Good evening,” he said as he took his spot next on the stage. “Please, everyone calls me Nick.”
“You are looking dashing, Nick. It seems Dome City life has taken quite a liking to you.”
“This is my first visit and it is absolutely amazing. It won’t be my last.”
“Well, we certainly hope not. We Immortizens wish to see you under the dome for years to come and we are so thrilled that you’re spending the holidays here in Dome City.”
“I can’t think of a better way to spend Christmas…in Dome City with one of these fine ladies.”
The audience obviously took a liking to his public-relation drafted response. The intensity of their ovation overwhelmed him.
“Thank you all for your most generous hospitality.”
“Thank you from the Immortizen and The Alliance for participating. And now…” Elliot paused as he motioned for the crowd to silence. “Let’s start the bidding. Because our bidders seem mighty generous tonight, let’s start the bidding at five hundred thousand this time.”
A second spotlight came alive, showering the middle of the palace with light. On a raised platform, the bidders sat side-by-side at a long table. At opposite ends, Crimson and Cassandra perched at their spot.

Quickly, Cassandra raised her paddle to start the bid.
Crimson followed suit. “Six.”
“Seven.” Cassandra responded.
He'd been right. Things were getting interesting.
“Looks like we have a bidding war, Nick.”
“Seems that way,” he responded to Elliot.
Though he didn’t show it, his mind raced, thinking of what he could possibly do in favor for Crimson.  But there wasn’t anything he could do. If Crimson wanted him, she’d need to fight for him.
Cassandra stood, “One million, five hundred and fifty dollars.”
A murmur fell over the crowd.
Crimson sat—cool, calm, collected and silent.
“C’mon, Crimson,” Nick pleaded to himself.
“The bid is at one million, five hundred and fifty dollars,” Elliot said.
Crimson still held silent.
“Going once.”
Cassandra leaned over to look in Crimson’s direction.
“Going twice.”
“Crimson, bid,” he begged silently once again.
“Elliot. Enter my bid for two million dollars for Mr. Whitaker,” Crimson stated with unwavering certainty and an undeniable sensuality laced in her words.
The audience gasped.
“Oh, my. Two million is on the table,” Elliot said as he gestured to Cassandra for her counter.
She took a deep breath and then shook her head, signaling that she wouldn’t counter the bid. She turned her head and locked her sights on Nick. She remained poised and cool, but a quiet rage stirred in her intent eyes that made him feel a bit awkward. 
“Crimson Snow, please stand.”
She proceeded as Elliot requested.
Cassandra targeted her sights on Crimson, breaking the unsettling gaze she held with him.
“Your bid of two million dollars for Nicholas Jones Whitaker the Third is accepted. The Alliance thanks you for your charity and support.”
The audience cheered.
Nick leaned into Elliot. “Did she just spend two million for a date with me?”
“That she did.”
“I can’t believe it.”
The applause of the crowd still rang as the spotlight dimmed on Crimson.
“Crimson Snow has always been extraordinarily supportive of The Alliance…but I think this has more to do with you than charity.”
He remained silent, but he knew his animated face of confusion would tell Elliot he had nothing further to say.
 “Can all of the bachelors and bachelorettes please make your way to the stage?” Elliot directed.
One by one, ten bachelors and twenty bachelorettes filed in on stage.
He searched for Crimson.
As soon as she appeared, their eyes locked on each other.
Elliot’s voice, the crowd's cheers, the laughter and commotion— all of it suddenly faded from their world.
She held him, a merciless captive, with her eyes.

Then she bit her bottom lip ever so subtly and sensually.
He sighed.

It was the same lip biting that got him in trouble on the set that day and the image he could never get out of his mind.

Crimson Snow
The Breathless Collection
from the Mile High Muses
Coming Soon

Cover Art: LMK Graphics
Model: Brett Mehlman  (Facebook Website  Agency)
Photography: Deanna Gomes (Facebook  Website)
Make up and Hair: Tiffany Miranda-Werness  (Facebook)

About Maya DeLeina


Maya DeLeina is a multi-published Erotic Vampire Romance Author  with Siren, EvernightEllora's Cave and Mystic Lotus Publishing.

Born and raised on the Hawaiian island of Oahu, Maya could be seen at her favorite beach, Lanikai, performing with an all-girl band where she played keyboards, guitar and provided vocals, working as editor in her high school's yearbook  and volunteering her time at a humane society through UH of Manoa civic groups.

In 2006, Maya relocated to Colorado. Her crystal blue oceans, waterfalls and eighty degree year-round weather were traded for four season weather, enchanting forests and majestic mountains that led to her rekindled love for vampires.

In winter of 2010, she penned her first manuscript and by 2011, Flesh Fantasy was under contract and released by Siren Publishing. To date, Maya has published five novels- Flesh FantasyVeil of SeductionBlood of LunaDark Companion, and Fire and Ice with another novel anticipated for release in December of  2014.

In 2014, she banded with other Colorado romance authors to form the group, Mile High Muses, in which Maya serves as "The Vamp". Catch her Forbidden Fruit Friday blog and guests she hosts on Sultry Saturdays.  

Not only does Maya have theatrical book trailers that bring her vampires to life, all of her vampires were featured in Singer/Songwriter Jill Cohn's music video "Blessing Moon".

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