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Wild and Wicked by Rayven Renshaw

Wild and Wicked

Wild, Book 2
by Rayven Renshaw

Razor’s Edge Press

eBook ISBN: 06668-02145

When an experiment goes wrong separating two scientists sending them into a parallel dimension, Frank appears in a desert city where he meets a man with scales and a forked tongue. Once he survives the initial shock he may just discover it’s more fun to go wild and wicked than to try to go home.

Don’t miss Jack’s story in Wild and Wonderful!

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Wild and Wonderful by Rayven Renshaw

Wild and Wonderful

by Rayven Renshaw

Razor’s Edge Press

eBook ISBN: 06617-02128

When an experiment goes wrong separating two scientists sending them into a parallel dimension Jack is stalked by something otherworldly… part man, part beast, with claws, and teeth, and a lick of a tongue that it toe-curling. No one told Jack getting lost in the wilds could be wonderful.

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Bull and China by Rayven Renshaw

Bull and China

by Rayven Renshaw

Razor’s Edge Press

eBook ISBN: 06205-01993

China walks into a bar… and makes Bull an offer he’ll find impossible to refuse.

The life of a female warrior can be a lonely one. One look at China’s array of weapons tells Bull she’s a warrior, and dangerous — maybe as dangerous as he is. China needs careful handling.

Maybe Bull can be the one to tame her.

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An Agile Man
by Rayven Renshaw

Razor’s Edge Press

eBook BIN: 05748-01842

Replying to a question seems such a simple thing — especially when the one asking is a mysterious Master with deep blue eyes. But slaves aren’t allowed to speak. Master knows that. Davin can only answer by demonstrating what he does best — pleasing his Master. And there’s another rule a slave must never break. Davin’s definitely not allowed to fall in love with the man with the man behind the alabaster mask.

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“Why are you letting a strange man put his dick in your mouth?”
Down on his knees, slave collar and lead around his neck, and said stranger’s dick caught between his lips, Davin should have kept his concentration focused on the task at hand and not replied. He just knew he was going to the moment the question caused him to flick his gaze up the line of the stranger’s perfect body to those bright blue eyes shining out from the slits of a carnival mask.
All patrons of Aphrodite’s Temple wore alabaster masks. Those who offered themselves for use were another matter, as no one much cared about a slave’s reputation.
The bright blue eyes did it. Davin’s pale blue eyes garnered many compliments. The stranger’s eyes were just as startling, but a much deeper, richer blue. Davin couldn’t help but respond to them. He felt the need to say something, although slaves weren’t permitted to speak in the communal areas, weren’t allowed to talk in private unless their Master of the night permitted, or to use a safeword.
Davin pulled off, letting his master’s cock slide from the warm cavern of his mouth. He didn’t bother to lick his lips, knowing they surely glistened with his own saliva, betting the view would arouse the other man more. He felt certain of it as his master’s gaze flicked down before meeting his eyes again.
Then he asked, “Why are you letting a strange man put your dick in his mouth?”
He braced for the sting of the strap, and sure enough… Ow! The thwack of the leather came down on his right buttock, just on the tender bit where the soft muscle met bone. Interestingly, the man whose dick he still held gazed across the top of Davin’s body, doubtless looking at the man wielding the whip. Something in his mien said he wasn’t happy.
Punishment completed, Davin finally swallowed, took a deep breath and went back to the cock in attendance, lavishing it with his tongue and lips. As the punisher moved on, apparently satisfied that Davin had returned to his job, the stranger spoke again. He talked quietly, although there was no real need. No rules existed against Masters talking to the slaves, although when they did it was usually to tell them do something harder or faster. Davin wouldn’t have minded the man behind the mask telling him he was a sweet cocksucker, but he expected that no more than he anticipated an answer to his audacious question.

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Staked
by Rayven Renshaw

Razor’s Edge Press

eBook ISBN: 978-1-60521-918-9

Carmel and Abraham have been locked in a deadly game for more centuries than they care to remember. Finally, Abraham has the vampire just where he wants her… and much to Carmel’s surprise, she discovers she’s dying for him.

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Carmel twisted against her restraints. These weren’t ordinary irons encircling her wrists, pinning her arms to the beam above her head. She couldn’t snap the cuffs. She couldn’t break the beam either, or the supporting column at her back. Both were old, but solid, an integral part of the architecture.
She had no idea where her captor had taken her. The furniture came from another time — wooden chairs with elaborate carvings, solid constructs that would last for generations. The fire in the grate gave everything a soft, golden glow, made the mullioned windows sparkle. If she’d had time and she wasn’t distracted, she might have spent minutes admiring the design of the room. Unfortunately, she had more pressing concerns to occupy her mind.
“I’d tell you to stop struggling. It’s a waste of your energy. But then you have plenty of that, and I have to admit, it… stirs me to see you struggle.”
Her captor’s words made her want to quit fighting — he enjoyed watching her efforts far too much — but she needed to get free. Her life couldn’t end… not like this.
“You really are wasting your time. There’s silver in the steel.”
The moment he said it, she recognised the vibration running through her skin. Silver was a peculiar thing among vampires. Guaranteed to work on werewolves, it often had no effect on some vamps. Naturally, she had to be one that it was somewhat effective on.
The slayer had learned many of her limitations over the years. Silver wouldn’t harm her, just weaken her. There was apparently enough of the metal in the cuffs to make the possibility of breaking out of them unlikely.
She stopped tugging and huffed out a breath, blowing aside a lock of hair.
“Is this bothering you?” the slayer asked, gathering up a wad of her long auburn tresses in one hand.

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