Good Will Ghost Hunting: Demon Seed (MF)

Good Will Ghost Hunting 1

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 86,731
18 Ratings (4.7)

[Siren Classic: Erotic Paranormal Romance, demons, HEA]

Can you find Heaven on Earth in the arms of an archdemon? Bet your soul on it. 

Kalyani Martin is a virginal preacher’s daughter. Waiting for Mr. Right is Kal’s plan, which doesn’t include the hunky, standoffish Will Hellenboek. 

Will cohosts the Otherworlds ghost hunting show with cousin Aidan Faust. All Will wants to do is end his life following his wife’s murder twenty-five years earlier. Falling for Kal would jeopardize everything. 

Ryan Ausar’s job as head of the Firm is to protect the Earth. Unfortunately, archdemon Will refuses to return to work. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Ryan holds a secret that, if revealed, would devastate Will and Aidan, men he once called brothers. 

With lives on the line, Kal, Will, and Ryan must choose to give up what they most hold dear. Can Kal turn her back on everything she knows and help heal a hellishly hunky archdemon’s heart?

NOTE: This book was previously published with another publisher.

A Siren Erotic Romance


Tymber Dalton is a Siren-exclusive author.

Good Will Ghost Hunting: Demon Seed (MF)
18 Ratings (4.7)

Good Will Ghost Hunting: Demon Seed (MF)

Good Will Ghost Hunting 1

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 86,731
18 Ratings (4.7)
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Cover Art by Jinger Heaston
In this series demons aren't evil, just in charge. This is a good first book in the series it runs from sweet to spicy and has its emotional moments. I could not put it down.
Well-written, utterly engaging, and the romance is scorching and tender at the same time. If you like intelligent erotica with a paranormal twist, you need to buy this book. Looking forward to the sequel!
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5 STARS: "Tymber Dalton is a bright and intelligent author. Her characters leap off the page and have you wanting for more. Richardson’s works are sure to have everyone wanting to read them in one sitting and they realy get the reader wrapped up in the story. It was hard for me to tear myself away from this one as it was a real page-turner. I will definitely be reading more of her works." -- Zollyanna, Night Owl Reviews

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Kal had been prepared for a chilly reception, but this guy felt like the iceberg that took out the Titanic. Even more handsome in person, his slate-gray eyes bored into her, his sandy-brown hair not too short, perfect for running her fingers through, and his strong, unsmiling face looked almost rugged. He had a lithe, naturally muscled body, one that would probably be nice to snuggle against.

She blinked. What the heck is wrong with me?

Another man ran in. She immediately recognized him as Aidan Faust, the cohost. His appearance distracted her and gave her a chance to rip her attention away from Hellenboek’s handsome, albeit stony glare.

Faust stopped in his tracks. “What’s—oh, hi. Sorry, this is a closed shoot. I’ll have to ask you to leave.”

Will sat back, crossed his arms and nodded toward her. “Aidan, meet Kal Martin.”

“What?” Aidan looked at her. “No shit?”

“No kidding,” she said, crossing her arms, mirroring Hellenboek’s chilly pose. “I’m your new producer.”

“No,” Will said, “you’re not. Sorry, but there’s been some miscommunication.” He stood and glared at Aidan. “Handle this.”

Will quickly strode from the room, leaving a nervously smiling Aidan behind. “Um. I’m sorry he’s—”


“Uh, yeah. See, he doesn’t work with women. I told the network that.”

“That’s usually illegal according to the Department of Labor, isn’t it?”

“Will tends to work by his own rules.”

Dadgum, this was her first producer gig. She wouldn’t let some jerk like Will Hellenboek keep her from moving up the network ladder. She had her sights firmly set on bigger, better things. Discovery Channel, hopefully, if she played her cards right, then maybe she could parlay that into a job at one of the major networks in their news department. In ten years she pictured herself at the helm of a mainstay like The Today Show or Good Morning America.

And Heaven help her father—or Will Hellenboek—if anyone fouled that up for her.

Kal set her jaw into what she hoped portrayed a look of fierce irritation. “I don’t care if he makes his own rules. I’ve been hired to do a job and I’m going to do it. Ryan Ausar warned me this wouldn’t be a cakewalk. Believe me, I’m not a pushover no matter what you think.”

At the mention of Ausar’s name, Aidan’s face froze. His voice dropped to a shocked whisper. “Ryan personally hired you?”

She frowned. “Yeah. Why?”

“Shit. Shit, shit, shit!” He ran a hand through his scruffy hair. “Adelle called me. I thought she’d hired you.”

“No. She just handled the paperwork and made the arrangements. I’ve been working at headquarters in Columbus. Ausar called me into his office last Monday to give me a shot at my own show. Why?”


He turned from her and held up a staying hand when she tried to speak. He composed himself and faced her. “Look,” he whispered, “I’ll handle Will. Please. You’ll have to play along for a while, okay? Just whatever you do, don’t mention that Ryan had anything to do with you being here. I’m not kidding. Don’t even think his name in your head.”

She didn’t get a crazy-guy vibe from him and sensed he was serious. Couldn’t hurt to play along, could it? “Why not?”

“Because Will would walk away from the show, and then you and I both would be SOL, if you get my drift. Got it?”

Confused, but strangely unable to resist staring into his amber eyes, she nodded. “Okay.”


* * * *


Will found a dark, deserted corridor away from the active investigation area. He squatted, held his head in his hands, and tried to slow his heartbeat.

Holy shit.

This was bad news. He couldn’t work with her, especially with someone like her. It’d felt like his heart squeezed out of his chest when her dusty-green eyes met his. Dark honey-colored hair and she smelled like jasmine. Just the perfect height and with sweet curves in exactly the right places to put his hands…

Will shook his head to clear it. He’d walk away from the show if Aidan couldn’t get rid of her. He’d have to. Spending too much time with her would ruin his plans, that much was obvious.

It wasn’t her fault, and he regretted being rude to her. Will thought Aidan had made his position clear to the network. Normally, individual production companies handled shows like this, but gO! Network had their own way of doing things, providing the film crews and producers. It gave them more control over content. More importantly it meant Will didn’t have the authority to order someone off a shoot if assigned by a network wonk.

Aidan had assured Will his talks with the network elicited promises of no women allowed.

Will rested his head against the wall and closed his eyes, his heart finally slowing. He didn’t need this tonight. Especially not on a Wednesday.

Once he composed himself, Will returned to the area they used as their base. Kal Martin sat next to Aidan behind a bank of equipment as he explained the technical end of things to her.

Will took a deep breath, tried to ignore her scent, and stuck out his hand. “I’m sorry I came off like a jerk.”

Kal looked at him with a cold, appraising stare. She nodded, then shook hands with him. Something akin to an electric shock coursed through his body, practically lifting his hair from his scalp.


It took him a few breaths to realize he still held her hand and release it. He hadn’t had a reaction like this to a woman since—

No. Focus.




She kissed him again and closed her eyes. “I’ve never been with a guy before, Will. Ever.”

When she looked, she spotted the hint of a smile again. “I know, sweetie. That’s why we’re—”

She shook her head. “I mean, all I’ve ever done is kissed. Ever.”

His brow furrowed in confusion. “What do you mean?”

If she couldn’t say it to him, who could she say it to? “Will,” she whispered, “I’ve never…”

He spared her. “You’ve never had an orgasm?”

She shook her head and felt the heat of blush in her face, grateful for the dark room. “Remember, Ryan planned well. I was raised to be a good girl.”

A definite curl to his lips. “I thought preachers’ daughters were supposed to be pretty wild.”

She shrugged.

He flipped her onto her back, surprising her with his strength. “How much time do we have?”

She shivered. “It’s trying to break through.”

Will nodded. “Okay.” He kissed her. “I want you to enjoy this.” He resumed his southerly trek, carefully sliding her panties down her hips. When his tongue gently parted her warm folds at the apex of her thighs, she shivered again.

“Yes!” she gasped.

He looked at her. His lips were definitely curled.

She smiled.

“What?” he asked.

“You’re smiling. I’ve never seen you smile before.”

He bent to her mound again, slowly tracing the contours of her pussy and clit with his lips and tongue. She spread her legs wider for him, wanting his cock deep inside her.

Cramping waves of need and pleasure, triggered by every gentle touch of his tongue, drove her to a frenzy. Now she understood the big deal about sex. If she’d ever experienced this before meeting Will, there was no way she would have stopped. No one had ever told her it felt this good!

A warm, gentle heat built between her legs, starting in her pussy and spreading, gaining strength and power until she felt the explosion rip through her lower belly. Eyes squeezed tightly shut, Kal moaned, loudly, trying to push against him, not wanting the sensation to stop.

He seemed to know her body better than she did. He stayed with her as wave after wave pulsed through her, sensing just when to ease off.

Gasping, she shivered as the air conditioner kicked on and chilled her slightly because of the fine sheen of moisture covering her skin. He moved to lie next to her, and she pressed against him, closing her eyes as he folded her against his chest.

“Wow,” she whispered.

He kissed the top of her head. “How was that? Good?”

She nodded against him. “Yeah, that was fantastic, but what about you?”

“We’ll get there. I want you to feel good.”

“That was way beyond good.”

Was that a soft chuckle? Startled, she tipped her head back and looked at him. “You are smiling!” It wasn’t much, but his lips had definitely curled.

His eyes searched hers. “You sounded like you were enjoying yourself.”

The wraith stirred again, but she felt stronger and pushed it down. “I want to hear you enjoy yourself.”

Clouds drifted through his gaze. “I think we have a little more time. Besides, I have to…” He didn’t finish.

“It has to be that moment, right?”

He nodded.

She smiled. “That doesn’t have to be the only time, though, right? After that first time?”

Definitely a smile. He shook his head. “Not if you don’t want it to be the only time.”

Her hand trailed down his abs to the front of his slacks, which definitely felt full. She kissed him and fumbled for his belt. He reached down and helped her, not breaking their kiss. When his slacks opened she slipped her hand inside and felt his cock, hard and throbbing and very large, inside his briefs.

She must have gasped because he nuzzled her ear. “I’ll be gentle. I promise.”

“I know.” She wrapped her fingers around his shaft and stroked the smooth skin. In response his hips bucked against her touch.

She wanted to taste him, at least. Pulling free of his lips, she rolled him onto his back, knelt over him, and slid his slacks and briefs off. She’d seen pictures, of course, but never the real thing. Gently kissing the tip of his cock, she wrapped a hand around his stiff shaft before glancing up at him.

Dark, smoldering passion met her heated gaze. He nodded. “It’s okay. Go ahead.”

Closing her eyes again, she carefully wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. That time he did groan. Then his fingers gently tangled in her hair, and something about the gesture made her pussy throb in response. This would be inside her very soon. She couldn’t wait.

She couldn’t fit him very far into her mouth, so she concentrated on licking him, hoping she did it right. From the way his hips jerked in response to her actions, she suspected she did. He even tasted good, a slightly salty tang that wasn’t at all disgusting, as she’d heard other girls say. She now suspected those girls had never really had a man. How could anyone hate this!

His cock throbbed and swelled, and after a few minutes he gently pushed her away.

“That’s enough,” he hoarsely said.

She didn’t think it was enough, but she let him roll her over onto her back. He lowered his mouth to her mound again. Knowing what to expect this time, she let herself go, giving in to his ministrations. When her climax hit, she threw her head back and cried out, moaning his name.

Refusing to be denied, the wraith stirred again, stronger, pushing.

Will sat up. “Is it trying to break through?” he asked.

Kal nodded.

He knelt between her legs, gently spread them wider, and kissed the base of her throat. Her fingers wrapped around his arms, pulling him to her.

His large, engorged head gently nudged against the slick entrance of her pussy. She held her breath.

He touched his forehead to hers. “Just relax,” he whispered.

She nodded and wrapped her arms around him.


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