The Elixir Maidens
by Kate Hill
Series: Blood and Soul
Format(s): Ebook
Heat Level: Erotic
Pairing(s): (M/M) (M/F)
Genre/Themes: Paranormal, Vampires
Length: Collection
Cover Art: Bryan Keller
Purchase Links: Changeling Press
While performing at Burgundy Peak, members of The Elixir Maidens, a vampire drag queen singing group, find their soul mates. These sexy singers also manage to reunite parted lovers who have burned for each other since the days of ancient Rome. Thanks to Ruby, Scarlet, and Crimson, the vampire nightlife of New York City will never be the same again.
Publisher’s Note: This collection includes the previously published titles Elixir Maidens Ruby, Scarlet, Crimson, and Bitten, Again.
Excerpt:
“Damn. My hands are shaking so much I can’t get this eyeliner on straight,” Ruby muttered, for the third time wiping away a streak of black marking the porcelain flesh beneath one of his slanted brown eyes.
His band mate, Crimson, curled his lip while adjusting his falsies beneath his red beaded dress. “Just cool it, Ru. You’re getting your shorts in a twist over a stinking audition? Besides, we’re pretty much guaranteed this gig because of Mel. Not that we need any help. We’re the best. Don’t ever forget that.”
“Honey, I know we’re the best. And it ain’t Mel I’m worried about,” Ruby continued. “Her husband, not Mel, runs Burgundy Peak, and everyone knows that man’s reputation. I mean, this is Zigor. The Zigor. He’s a killer in every sense of the word.”
“Not to mention the most gorgeous piece of vampflesh this side of the Mississippi,” said Scarlet, the third member of their group, his enviably high — naturally high — voice sounding a bit strange since he was carefully applying bright red gloss to his chiseled lips.
“It’s not like we’re desperate for this gig.” Crimson grunted, tugging at his crotch. “Fuck, this tape is killing me. Why the hell did the airline have to lose the suitcase with my gaffs?”
A smile tugged at Ruby’s lips. He and Crimson strongly preferred to restrain their male anatomy with an undergarment far more comfortable than tape, so for hours Crimson had been complaining about his missing luggage.
“Oh, poor baby,” Scarlet teased, batting his lashes in Crimson’s direction. “After the show I can help you peel it off. I swear I’ll be really gentle.”
Crimson snorted. “Save it, hot stuff.”
“Pity a creature as lovely as you only likes girls.” Scarlet shook his head, then turned to Ruby. “Whatever possessed us to let a straight guy into our group?”
“He’s an absolutely awesome musician,” Ruby said, tossing the eyeliner on the vanity. “Forget it. I can’t do it.”
With a loud sigh, Crimson grasped the eyeliner in one hand and Ruby’s chin in the other. “Shut up and hold still. You’re acting like a fucking amateur.”
Ruby bit back a retort, if only to get his eyeliner applied properly.
A sharp tap on the door was followed by a stern male voice. “The Master will see you now.”
Ruby recognized the voice and the exotic, virile scent as belonging to Onan, the club’s chief of security. Onan was another delightfully handsome hunk of man. Unfortunately what he possessed in looks he lacked in personality. It had been literally ages since Ruby had met a person with such a sour disposition. As much as Ruby appreciated good looks, he considered charm far more impressive.
“On our way,” Scarlet called, then glanced at his companions. “This is it, ladies.”
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