It’s the first day of our look at parnormal erotica authors. Jenika Snow is a favorite author of several of the reviewers on staff. So, when we were looking for paranormal erotica authors, we knew we had to ask Jenika to guest with us. Even though her newest release doesn’t fit into the paranormal category, if you’re looking for a paranormal erotica read, you’ll want to be sure to check out her backlist.
Who is Jenika Snow? She is the pseudonym of a mother, wife and nurse. She lives in the too hot northeast with her husband and their two daughters, and was able to have her dream come true in 2013 by writing full-time.
Jenika writes erotic paranormal, contemporary, BDSM, and sci-fi romances. Her publishing houses are Evernight, Siren-Bookstrand, and Total-E-Bound publishing.
Jenika started writing at a very young age. Her first story consisted of a young girl who traveled to an exotic island and found a magical doll. That story has long since disappeared, but others have taken its place.
Series: The Brothers of Menace MC (# 2)
Release: September 3, 2014
Being the VP of The Brothers of Menace means Kink has to make tough calls, and be hard as nails. But giving himself the rule of not doing relationships means for a lonely life, especially when he wants a woman that is just as damaged as he is.
Cookie has risen above the nastiness that life has thrown her way. But then she sees Kink, a man that is rough and dangerous, and she wants him more than she has ever wanted a man.
But just when Cookie and Kink start to give in to each other, drama unfolds with the MC, and with Kink’s personal life. He is at risk of losing his daughter, and the ones responsible for bombing The Brothers territory strike on a personal level. Soon violence is erupting, lives are on the brink, and all Kink can think about is being with Cookie.
“Hi.” She hated that she didn’t sound stronger in the voice department, but aside from the couple of times she had served him at the bar, and the clipped words he had given her, they really had never been in each other’s company, and certainly not alone. It felt like the walls were closing in on her, and she wiped her hands on her jeans.
“I make you uncomfortable,” he said bluntly, and moved closer. He had his hands shoved in the front pocket of his jeans, and his muscles bulged out. His biceps were so damn big they looked like they would burst right through his t-shirt and his cut. He stopped on the other side of the stainless steel table between them, and she gripped the edge and curled her hands around it.
“Yeah, you do.” She wasn’t going to lie, because there wasn’t a point. “But I think I make you uncomfortable, too.” She didn’t know why she had said that, but the words had tumbled out of her on their own. She didn’t regret saying them, though, because she did think she made him feel a bit off balanced at times, like right now.
He didn’t respond but moved around the table and stood right beside her. He leaned against it, crossed his arms, and stared down at her. But Cookie wasn’t about to move. Cookie had seen a lot of frightening men, and Kink might be one of the most intimidating ones she had ever met, but there was no fear in her. The longer he stared at her, the more she felt her arousal grow. She was so confused as to how a man just staring at her could make her feel this kind of lust. What was it about Kink that made her feel like she was about to dive down into this darkness … a pit of darkness that she craved? The scent of the alcohol came from him, surrounding her, but there was also the crisp, pungent aroma of his leather vest, and a hint of exhaust from his bike. It was a weird combination, and one that shouldn’t be arousing whatsoever. But to Cookie it made her belly twist and turn, had her body heating to a point sweat beaded along the center of her breasts, and had her wishing that she could have the courage to just take what she wanted.
“What’s your name?” he asked in that low, deep voice of his that actually had her toes curling.
He didn’t even know her name. That had the high of being around him vanishing. “Cookie.”
He shook his head slowly, and a small smile spread across his ruggedly handsome face. “I know that, darlin’. I meant what is your real name.” He lifted a dark eyebrow and curled the corner of his mouth. “Surly your folks didn’t name you after a dessert.” He was teasing her, and although she didn’t even want to think about the people that had brought her into this world, she found herself smiling in return.
“No, of course not.” She swallowed. “It’s Bailey Marie Smith.” Her cheeks heated uncomfortably, and the smile faded from Kink’s face.
“Bailey, like the liquor.”
She licked her lips and took a step back when he moved one closer to her. “Yeah, my mom was probably drunk when she had me.” She wasn’t joking about that, and was thankful Kink didn’t start laughing. Despite all the stuff happening in the last few weeks, wanting to be with him was the last thing she should even think about.