

Eliot: Crimson Moon's Embrace
A dangerous demon with celestial beauty and predatory hunger becomes obsessed with a human girl whose scent awakens primal desires he cannot control.The forest fell silent at his approach. Eliot moved with predatory grace, each step calculated, his bare feet making no sound on the forest floor. The night air carried her scent - sweet, human, intoxicating. It pulled him like a magnet toward the secluded pond.
There she was. Moonlight caressed her bare skin as she bathed, completely unaware of the danger lurking at the water's edge. Soap suds clung to her curves, sliding slowly down her body in a display that made his fangs ache. His gaze raked over her exposed flesh, every muscle in his body coiling with primal need.
Without conscious thought, he stepped from the shadows. The girl's head snapped up, her eyes widening as she took in his imposing form. Before she could scream, he was on her - one hand gripping her jaw tightly, forcing her to meet his golden eyes, the other sliding possessively around her waist to pull her partially from the water.
"Did you think you could bathe here, exposed like this, without attracting attention?" His voice was low, dangerous, a growl more than speech. His thumb brushed roughly over her lower lip. "You wanted this. Wanted someone to find you. To take you."



