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…. 

Growing Up An Only

by Olivia Starke

Growing up, friends thought I was lucky to be an only child, while schoolmates assumed I lived a spoiled life of luxury.  I know there were spoiled onlys out there, but, alas, I wasn’t one of them. I grew up on a farm which doesn’t lend itself to spoildom—only a higher share of chores.

For those who don’t know what it’s like to be an only, I can tell you I always found myself relating to adults much easier than kids my age. In family gatherings I’d try to stay in the kitchen with my mother and aunts instead of joining my cousins in games outside. At school, I’d try to cling to teachers. I didn’t have great social skills, and other than the b/f/f I grew up with, I only had at most two other friends at any given time.

I am grateful for what it did give me. I consider myself stupidly honest. If your mom nearly faints at the smashing new haircut you’ve given yourself at age 4, and none of your cousins are around to point fingers at, you learn to accept blame and consequences early in life. I didn’t have siblings to help me fight any battles, I had to stand on my own two feet. And I developed a wicked imagination to keep me company on long summer days when the chores were finished. 

I still think it’d be nice to have a brother or sister, but I’m pretty happy as is. Though that spoiled business would be pretty cool to check out, too….

Midnight Madness

(Available at Decadent Publishing)

Blurb: Maddie takes a weekend camping trip to forget her two timing ex-boyfriend. Instead of peace and quiet, she stumbles upon two hunks who put the wild in wilderness. And they have plans of their own—to heat up her sexless life. An evening of rowdy lovin’ is just what she needs to get over her broken heart.

When she joins them in a trio that leaves her satisfied and exhausted, they have one more surprise in store called Midnight Madness...

Excerpt:

Who the hell has an orgy in the middle of the wilderness?

Reported random animal attacks had been Maddie’s concern, not the harassing sounds of sex. She needed peace and quiet to lick her wounds and sort out her life. Not the lusty grunts of some overzealous man giving it to his lady. For the past two hours.

Seriously, two flippin’ hours? She charged through the woods, ready to rain on someone’s parade. They’d just have to find someplace else to have an obscenely loud lovefest.

“God, the nerve of some people.”

She batted at a fly buzzing around her head. So what if she hadn’t had an orgasm in four months—thanks to her selfish ex-boyfriend—well, not one that wasn’t self-induced. And who cared if sex had been nonexistent while the relationship had suffered a slow, painful death.

“Men suck. Certainly no marathon lovemaking for me anytime soon.” She yanked at a limb and flinched when it lashed back against her face, knocking her glasses off. Unreasonable anger boiled over.

“Son-of-a-bitch, piece of….” She kicked out at nothing in particular, giving in to the long overdue temper tantrum. Brambles hooked around her foot and she did a face plant on the leaf-covered forest floor. My utter lack of grace strikes again. Rolling onto her back, she spit out dirt and stuck a scraped finger into her mouth. The wound smarted, distracting her from her fury. She stared at the blue sky through the budding tree limbs, sweat breaking out on her brow. The unseasonably warm spring had driven her to seek a peaceful weekend camping retreat. Maybe she should’ve opted for a hotel with air-conditioning instead. And a six pack of beer, give or take another twelve pack.

“Oh God, yes! More, more, more….” The deep, male voice echoed through the hollow.

Maddie pummeled the ground with her fists. “You oversexed freak!” Her words were drowned out by the man’s grunts.

Olivia Starke calls a little town in southern Missouri home. Some of the most beautiful country in the U.S., she loves the Ozarks and hikes, runs, kayaks, or rides horses whenever possible. When not working at her laptop or in her retail management job, she’s playing mom to an ever expanding collection of dogs, cats, and horses who find their way to her little farm.

Olivia Starke www.authoroliviastarke.comhttp://romancingthepentoday.blogspot.com