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About the author:
Hi, I’m Jacqueline Sweet. I love to write sexy, thrilling stories. My stories are either paranormal, or contemporary and steamy. I love to write about werewolves, succubuses, witches, dragons and everything else that has magic pumping in its veins. Broadly speaking, my stories are either centered on the paranormal community of California’s Bay Area, or take place at my sexy, dangerous Penrose Academy, a university for wizards too dangerous or odd for the better wizarding schools.
What inspired you to write your book?
I love paranormal romance and Halloween is the best holiday of the year, so mashing them together in my Bearfield world was just a delight.
Here is a short sample from the book:
Within the space of one breath Sebastian found himself in the bedchamber of the Raven Queen. It looked just like he’d imagined it, on those nights when he couldn’t sleep and stroking himself off was the only solution he could find. He’d thought of her, the Queen, more than a few times. She was otherworldly. She was exquisite. She dripped magic in exactly the way he didn’t. He was the unmagical son of an Alpha and she was the Alpha of the Raven Tribe, who cast spells and wove the world as easily as she breathed.
To say the room was black would’ve been an understatement. The room was so black that it gave Sebastian new appreciation for the varying shades of black. The walls and floor were of a black wood, polished to the point of glass-like smoothness. There were no windows. No doors. How there was air at all was a mystery. The only way in or out was via the Queen’s power. If she chose to, she could trap him here forever.
Would that be so bad?
Dim candles in wrought metal stands dripped black wax to the floor, throwing weak light and deep shadows against the room. A circular bed dominated the room, standing atop a central platform almost like a stage. It was one of those canopy beds that Sebastian associated with princesses in fairy tales, with wooden posts supporting a cloud of velvet and lace. The bed itself looked inviting and warm, even more so because of the woman reclining in it, with one long pale leg drawn up, knee pointing skyward, her shimmering gown fallen open to reveal herself.
The Raven Queen smiled at Sebastian in that too-black room and he felt his heart melt a little. The smile was shy, genuine, as if this was her first time as well.
“Come, brave boy, and fulfill our bargain,” she whispered.