Hi guys, we have Jake C. Wallace popping in today with his upcoming re-release Dare to Love Forever, we have a great guest post, a tasty excerpt and a fantastic giveaway, so check out the post and click that giveaway link ❤ ~Pixie~
Dare To Love Forever
Jake C. Wallace
Carson Locke is dangerous, even by vampire standards. A rare Tabula Rasa vampire, he can wipe the mind of those he bites—human or vampire. Because of this, he’s lived his entire life in isolation. When his family is murdered, Carson runs from those who want him dead. Injured, starving, and about to be executed, he meets Commander Lincoln Samuels, an officer in the New Vampire Justice police force.
Lincoln, a Sanatore vampire, possesses the gift of healing. The moment he encounters Carson, broken and terrified, trying to steal blood to survive, he is compelled to help the other man—despite the risk to himself. Their bond creates something the world has never seen, but others have plans for Carson, and his destiny was written long before he was born. He’ll either become a tool to control the vampire world, or, with Lincoln by his side, find the courage to fight and become its savior.
This is the 2nd edition which has an additional 10,000 words.
Jake C. Wallace
I want to thank MM Good Book Reviews for having me again, this time with the republication of Dare to Love Forever: NVJ Book 1. Also, read an excerpt and enter the giveaway at the end of this post.
What’s New and What’s Next for the NVJ Series
This book was originally published in 2014 with Amber Allure. Amber closed at the end of March 2016. Three of my four novels were with them. First I was shocked, then freaking out because 75% of my publications were going to be unpublished.
75% of my stories were going to be republications.
For some reason, that bothered me. They’d been shiny and new at first release. Being republished meant there would be no shiny or excitement for readers. And truthfully, it was like starting all over again with second hand stuff.
Then I kicked myself in the arse. I had a chance to change those things I’d messed up, and wished I could change. But first they had to be republished. Dreamspinner was the publisher that saved the day by accepting all of my stories, including the second book in the NVJ series.
In DTLF, there’s an additional 10,000 words in the story. I took this opportunity to flesh out Carson and Lincoln’s relationship, as well as expanding on the world where humans know vampires exist. The plot points are the same as well as the ending. What is added enhances the world and leads into the next book.
A Chance for Us: New Vampire Justice Book 2 is set to be released in November by Dreamspinner. This tells the story of Justin and Max and, so far, is one of my favorite stories I’ve written. The third book in the series will be the story of Doc and Tommy.
…Lincoln nudged the kid’s knee with the toe of his boot. The suspect flinched but didn’t look up. Lincoln crouched and lowered his voice. “Hey, kid. What’s your name?”
Every muscle in the too-thin body shook. There was no answer. From the scream he’d let loose, Lincoln surmised he could talk. He touched the kid’s shoulder. Still he didn’t move, but his shaking ramped up a couple of notches.
“I’m not going to hurt you. You’re safe now.” Lincoln turned to his officers behind him. Of course Dennison was the only one with his gun still drawn. “Holster your weapon, Dennison.”
Dennison hesitated, not bothering to hide his disdain. Lincoln raised his brow. Dennison huffed, then did as he was ordered. Lincoln turned back to the kid. “The guns are put away.”
The kid raised his chin and cocked his head, peering past the dark hair covering his eyes. Large brown eyes, filled with despair, sucker punched Lincoln in the gut. He surveyed the vampire’s sharp cheekbones and jawline, sunken eyes and hollowed cheeks, and… the reddest lips that contrasted with his pale skin. Blood rushed to Lincoln’s groin, and his cock pressed against his jeans. Shit, it was forever since he’d gotten hard on sight. A warm mouth on his dick was generally required before anything stirred below—the hazards of a fuckton of one-night stands and a dead heart.
“When was the last time you ate?”
The young vampire stared at Lincoln, and then, as if he’d decided to trust him, answered. “T-ten days ago.”
After ten days the kid should have been attacking every vein in sight, even if he’d never drank straight from a human. He had a shitload of self-control, especially with blood pooling on the floor next to him.
Lincoln looked to Max, who didn’t need for Lincoln to tell him how dire the situation was. He released the kid. He swayed but stayed upright. Max pulled off his jacket and rolled up his sleeve. It was dangerous to allow a starving vampire near a vein, but someone had to feed the kid right then. Lincoln couldn’t be the donor, even if he wanted. He’d have to make sure the guy didn’t drain Max. Of everyone on his team, Max was the most levelheaded. No doubt he was the one who called in the level-one situation. Lincoln trusted Max with his life, and vice versa.
Lincoln tentatively set his hand on the vampire’s shoulder. Power, immense and nearly uncontained, emanated from the kid, unlike anything Lincoln had ever felt. His cock hardened further. Those brown eyes. Fuck.
Lincoln cleared his throat. “I’m sure I don’t have to explain the effects of blood deprivation on a vampire. You’re already past the point where synthesized blood will help.”
The kid’s brown eyes widened, and he shook his head violently. “N-no. I can’t!”
That fear came from only drinking blood from a cup his entire life. Didn’t mean he couldn’t drink from the vein. The thought terrified most vampires who’d never sank their fangs into flesh. Lincoln recalled his first bite at a certified bite club his uncle brought him to. He was sixteen. Humans desiring the bite were able to meet vampires who wanted to drink their blood. Lincoln had been scared shitless. The wrong placement of fangs or sudden jerk of the donor could severely injure the Non and possibly kill them.
For Lincoln, drinking from a human woke some primordial, anamalistic need. The human blood was like an aphrodisiac. Without even taking his cock out of his pants, he’d orgasmed, same as the Non guy he chose. That first bite unearthed a need Lincoln was unable to ignore, bringing him back to the clubs every couple of months.
“I know you’ve probably never done this before, but it’s not that hard. Feel for the pulse with your tongue. That’s where you want to place your fangs. Bite down firmly, but don’t go too fast. Stop once the blood starts to pool on the skin. Pull out and suck.”
Restless movements from his team told Lincoln they’d probably never seen a vampire bite someone as well.
“You’re going to feed him? What the fuck? He broke the law!”
Leave it to Dennison to object. Lincoln clenched his jaw and ignored the rant. Max raised his wrist to the kid’s mouth, but his reaction surpassed fear alone. He yanked against the hands holding him. Terror-filled eyes were glued to Max’s wrist. A war of need and fear raged in the depths of the kid’s eyes.
“I can’t! Get away from me!” The kid gasped and fought for breath as if some horrible monster stalked toward him. “You… d-don’t… under… s-stand!” His adrenaline-fueled state increased his strength as he tried to escape the wrist before him. He was going to hurt himself.
His useless fight annoyed Lincoln. “Calm down, kid! No one’s going to hurt you.”
“Put him out of his misery,” Dennison muttered.
The vampire’s struggle ceased as his entire body stiffened. His eyes flashed white as they rolled up into his head. He slumped forward and was out cold.
“Dammit, lower him to the floor.”
Max and Taylor laid the kid on his stomach. That’s when Lincoln saw the symbol tattooed at the base of his spine.
Things had gone from bad to worse in a split second.
Formerly, I wrote under JC Wallace, but recently decided to use my full name. I have been writing all of my life but didn’t start publishing until 2014. In my day job, I am a behavior analyst. At night and on the weekends, I write about all things men. I believe there is nothing hotter than two men finding and loving one another, whether for a night or forever. An avid reader of M/M romance, I love a good twist of a plot, HEA, HFN, or tragic ending. I am owned by three kids and two grandchildren. I live in Northern Vermont.