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Title: Desiring Death

Author: C.P. Mandara

Series: Evading Death (Book 1)

Genre: Paranormal/Vampire/Erotica

Publisher: Chimera Books UK

Release Date: Jan 22 2015

Number of Pages: 154

Word Count: 62,000

Edition/Format Available In: eBook

Blurb/Synopsis:

Violetta is an executioner… of vampires. Famed for her fiery beauty and mesmerising personality, she has never failed an assignment.

Monsieur Martinet is no ordinary vampire, though. He is a master at his craft and can control humans with the merest flick of his eyelids. The vampire huntress with the porcelain skin and flaming red hair has killed all of his brethren, without exception. He now seeks the ultimate revenge: her submission in HIS bed.

If he’s allowed to stay alive long enough, that is.

‘You bit me,’ she accused, aghast, and her mouth was pulled back in a grimace of horror.

‘Oh, do keep up,’ he said with a tired sigh. ‘I pretended to bite you. That little morsel of fun happened only inside your head. The real thing is far better, and if you’re a good girl, I might even give you a demonstration.’ There was no accompanying smile after that sentence, and didn’t that say it all?

‘No, you bit me, earlier.’ Her voice was rising and sounded slightly hysterical. ‘My knife,’ she pointed to the blade below her feet, ‘is covered in blood. My shoulder stings. You bit me.’

‘Pumpkin,’ he sighed. ‘You’d know if I bit you. There’d be a post-orgasmic, flashing blue lights, shocked-at-the-brilliance of the world type of aura about you. All you’ve had is a knife plunged into your shoulder. If you’re hankering after a set of puncture wounds, though, I’m sure I can oblige.’ He used his index finger to beckon her forward and displayed a set of prominent fangs for her benefit. ‘It’s jolly good…’

‘Fine.’ She managed to get her trembling hands under control and she used them to smooth her auburn waves carefully around her face. Rearranging the long folds of her dress, which had become decidedly rumpled as she’d worn them dangling around her face for the duration of the spanking, she then took great care to pick up the knife by its unsullied handle and looked at it with displeasure.

‘You be a good girl and give it to your friends, now. You know exactly what will happen if you don’t, princess.’ He waved her back into the ballroom beyond, where a lively orchestral tune had just struck up. Her face turned to the lights streaming through the open doors and he knew she wanted to make a break for the safety of the walls within. She had much to learn. Nowhere would be safe for her anymore. In fact, safety would not be a usable word in her vocabulary from this night forth. ‘After you’ve finished with your death buddies, come back here and we’ll go party at mine. I’ll show you what you’ve been missing all these years.’ He unearthed his fangs again for good measure, and curled his tongue around a sharp point.

He knew she had to bite down the urge to scream at him. It would have been immensely entertaining had he not been coping with third degree burns.

‘You wouldn’t want to give me any hints or tips on how to remove that arrogant head of yours from your body, would you?’ Her voice held a simpering, sweet quality, and her little girl antics made him want to throw her down on the ground and cover her entire body with grass stains.

‘What can I say?’ He shrugged. ‘You’ll probably need to take a step over into the other side of life to find out though, precious. You’ll never kill me as a human.’

‘You’re the most vile and loathsome creature, I’ve ever met, Martinet. Using my fantasy was a low blow. Sexy stranger you may be, but you were hardly a knight-in-shining-armour. Next time you grope around for fantasies inside my head, make sure you do the job properly,’ she barked.

‘You came didn’t you? What more do you want? Rose petals and a fanfare? Tell you what, next time I’ll get out the horse and carriage and we can go for a proper ride…’ Martinet didn’t bother continuing. He was presented with her back as she stomped off and damned if she didn’t have a mighty fine ass to ogle.

‘Your performance was appalling, by the way.’ She did not raise her voice to utter the condemning statement, but she was well aware that she didn’t need to. What was it with women who always needed to get the last word in?

He cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled, ‘Good thing I’ll be getting plenty of practise in later then, isn’t it?’ He had to raise his voice quite significantly to make sure he could be heard by her inferior ears. No reply was forthcoming, but he knew she’d heard him by the stiffening of her neck and the tightening of her fingers.

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Full Name: Monsieur Martinet

Nickname (if applicable): Violetta often calls him ‘The Vamp.’

Age: Late thirties

General physical description: Tall, long dark hair, hypnotic blue eyes that can do funny things to humans and an athletic build. Almost perfectly beautiful as every vampire should be ;)

Hometown: Paris, France.

Type of home/ neighborhood: Elegant and very chic house in the Saint Germain-des-Prés area of Paris, although these days he has a house in nearly every city in Europe.

Relationship status: Single.

Current family: None. Violetta has killed every last one of them.

Family background (parents, previous marriages, etc.): His Master is dead, and that’s all I’m going to reveal for now… J

Friends: No true friends now that his family has been killed, but he has close acquaintances with several other vampires from different covens.

Other close relationships: None.

Relationship with men: Alpha Male. He’s at the top of the pack and rightfully so. Martinet is one of the oldest vampires around and has now become a ‘Master.’ This means he is nearly impossible to kill, which Violetta finds out to her chagrin.

Relationship with women: He’s deadly to women, both in the bedroom and outside of it. He’s almost deadly to female vampires, too, and that’s saying something.

Job: Helping to rule a bunch of unruly vampires. Martinet has plenty of business ventures all over the world, but he has no real need of money. He’s amassed quite a fortune during his long years.

Dress style: Snappy and elegant. Loves to wear a suit, but is equally happy in jeans and a sweater.

Religion: None.

Attitude to religion: Complete indifference.

Favorite pastimes: Seducing women, kinky sex, travelling the globe and manipulating humans.

Hobbies: Kinky sex. Did I mention that already? I must have a one-track mind… He also enjoys testing his vampiric strength to the limit.

Favorite sports: Blood sports LOL. Let’s say hunting.

Favorite foods: Blood, though a rare steak isn’t half bad on occasion.

Strongest positive personality trait: He cares deeply about those he loves.

Strongest negative personality trait: Depression. He longs for death.

Sense of humor: Very dry and sarcastic.

Temper: Quick to flare and if he’s really pushed the limit, he can be notoriously fearsome.

Consideration for others: With regards to Violetta, the huntress, very little – because she has murdered all of his family. With regards to humans, he feeds from them but does not kill them and he has a grudging respect for all of his fellow vampires.

How other people see him: An alpha vampire with a lot of sway in the community. They do not tend to mess with him.

Opinion of himself: He knows his strengths and weakness and exploits the former to the fullest.

Other traits, especially those to be brought out in story: There are a couple of amusing sections to the story. Martinet is running short of his life sustenance blood, but has to scramble down the Dolomite mountains to reach his lair in order to acquire some. He’s got some problem solving to do because when a vampire’s strength is gone, making it 200 metres down a sharp cliff face isn’t the easiest thing in the world to do! So Martinet is not a quitter – he’s a very determined vampire and I wouldn’t want to be in Violetta shoes by the time he gets her tied up to his four poster bed… although, then again, maybe I would ~wink

Ambitions: To make Violetta pay for her crimes in the worst way possible. First, he will break her down with sex. Piece by piece he will turn her into an obedient little sex-slave who will adore his every touch. Then he intends to make her fall in love with him and then… he will turn her into that which she abhors… a blood-thirsty vampire. The ultimate revenge.

Philosophy of life: The only thing he’s living for at the moment is to have his revenge upon Violetta. His grief is such, that he would do almost anything to escape his long and dreary existence within the world.

Most important thing to know about this character: He’s unpredictable. His life is in such turmoil at the moment that the cracks are starting to show.

Will readers like or dislike this character, and why? They’re probably going to do a little bit of both. In the prequel ‘Dancing with Death,’ he was loathed. In ‘Desiring Death,’ however, I think they’ll begin to understand his plight and feel a little bit of sympathy for him. When you get a better insight into his world, it soon becomes apparent that not all is as it seems!

Christina (C.P.) Mandara was born in the UK, but has spent most of her life travelling the world. She speaks three languages and has been chiefly employed in the fields of finance and travel. Her favourite city is Sydney and her favourite holiday destination is the south of France.

She loves keeping fit and enjoys running, cycling and water sports. No, not those kinds of water sports; think surfing or sailing. That doesn’t mean that she doesn’t enjoy BDSM in all of its glorious forms, be that pony girls, bondage, edge play, orgasm denial or a damn good spanking. Her favourite item in the toy closet (a box simply isn’t big enough) is her riding crop.

In her spare time she’s usually cuddled up with a good book, exploring the countryside or baking in the kitchen. In fact, she loves her kitchen so much she’s one of few woman who wouldn’t mind being tied to it! Her first and foremost love is writing, however, and more often than not you’ll find her on a laptop spinning tales of romance, erotica or dark, paranormal fantasies.