Zombies in Vegas

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By Olivia Starke

   I know what you’re thinking “Ugh, another zombie story?” After a recent reader survey I took, apparently zombie stories are flooding the market. I, for one, love a good zombie work and I can’t get enough of them.

Zombies in Vegas is different. No rotting flesh—my undead are sexy, and promise one hell of a good lay…er…read to those brave enough to try. I had a blast writing this series for THE EDGE, and it’s gotten fabulous reviews. And when reading these stories, keep in mind they aren’t meant to be taken seriously. Laugh, have fun, and let them spark some fantasies of your own ;)

Zombie Lovin' available HERE

   Dating a dead guy would be complicated and complications were one thing she liked to avoid...

   Samantha Perry expected a fun weekend in Vegas, what she didn’t expect is the hottie she wakes up next to after a wild night of drinking. Tall, blue-eyed, and all American, Jake is the epitome of male virility—give or take the fact he lacks a heartbeat. But sometimes even the living impaired need a little lovin’.

   And Jake has a big surprise in store for Samantha…

Vegas is Dead, Baby available HERE

   Sometimes, waking up is the biggest surprise of all.

   What could be hotter than a threesome for your birthday? Kristin finds herself in Vegas with her boyfriend and one gorgeous stranger, proving that “three’s a crowd” simply means one hell of a good time. And she’s ready to have her two hunky men in every way possible.

   Of course when you play in Vegas, you play with the unexpected. Always be ready for one killer of a night...

Living is Overrated available HERE

   Sex is better when you’re one of the undead.

   When her luggage is stolen at the Las Vegas airport, Kelly finds herself stranded and broke. Lucky for her, sexy Detective Nick Rodriguez offers her a room for the night. And when he whips out the handcuffs, she is ready to offer gratitude for his hospitality all night long.

   When in Vegas the party doesn’t stop even if someone wakes up dead…. 

Zombie Love

by Olivia Starke

I can’t be sure why the zombie craze has hit us, whether humorous movie like Zombieland, or a more serious post-apocalyptic show like The Walking Dead. Regardless, I love them all. Though I’m a diehard watcher of The Walking Dead, I really love when you mix a horror with humor. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve watched Shaun of the Dead. Mix dry British humor with blood and guts, and I’m ready for a good time!

There are no blood and guts in my Zombie subseries (okay, maybe a touch) and the horror for the most part is well hidden behind sizzling sex scenes and humor ;;) I hope they’ll entertain horror fans none-the-less, as well as those who don’t fancy scary movies.

(Available at Decadent Publishing, Amazon, ARe, Smashwords)

Blurb: Sometimes, waking up is the biggest surprise of all.
What could be hotter than a threesome for your birthday? Kristin finds herself in Vegas with her boyfriend and one gorgeous stranger, proving that “three’s a crowd” simply means one hell of a good time. And she’s ready to have her two hunky men in every way possible.

Of course when you play in Vegas, you play with the unexpected. Always be ready for one killer of a night...

Excerpt: ****ADULT CONTENT***

“Okay, rules are number one—I am always one-half of this trio. And number two, I am always one-half of this trio, got it?”

Both men smiled and Gabe saluted before capturing her lips, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth. Meeting him with equal vigor, she wrapped her arms round his neck, their tongues doing a naughty tango. Groaning, she allowed him to drag her back onto the bed, hugging his pelvis between her thighs. His erection pressed against her slit, and she ground into it, until hot chills raced through her body.

Her inner sex fiend played out scenarios with the two men in her mind that’d put any porno to shame. Back, front, top, bottom—naked Twister without the game board. She’d never had two men in her at the same time, and damn it, she’d live out every dirty little fantasy she could come up with.

Placing her palms on Gabe’s chest, she shoved him away, ready to sample new cuisine. He grunted, bouncing on the mattress next to her as she stretched a hand toward her Johnny Depp look-alike. From the corner of her eye, she saw her man smile, his blue eyes hungry for a show.

Eric climbed atop her, his moist lips on hers, denying her his tongue.

A tease, intriguing. What other dirty secrets does he have?

She writhed beneath him, grinding her pelvis into his. His cock brushed her bare inner thigh where her skirt had ridden up, precum leaving a titillating, wet trail.

“What are you two watching?” Eric asked against her lips.

Her swimming thoughts grappled for land. “Huh?”

A low, tortured moan filled her ears and she looked toward the sound. They’d left the TV on when going to the club, and a black and white horror movie played.

“It’s a marathon of old, scary movies, mostly about the undead,” Gabe answered for her, his fingertips brushing her bare skin under her bunched up shirt.

Eric smiled down, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “Interesting choice.”

He shifted, his hard-on pressing against her panties.

She met his smile with one of her own. “My favorite thing to watch. Everyone loves a zombie, right?”

Olivia Starke