I'm an erotic romance writer published with Loose Id, Ellora's Cave, Liquid Silver Books, and Etopia Press. I live in Ohio and spend every available moment writing, plotting, and learning more about the craft. I'm also back in school, majoring, for the moment, in Biology ♥
"I love how much effort you put into your stories and your characters. It's more than just erotic romance. It's a fully developed story."
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"I've been reading this author for a while now. It is very satisfying to see how much she has grown as a writer. Her books were always good - but this one is great." Joellen from Goodreads
"The world building in Dark Paradise is incredible. Hunter does a fabulous job describing all facets to Cin's new world. I really enjoyed the book and I really, really look forward to the follow up story." Bookgrrl1976 from NOR
"Ms. Hunter has written another story that pulls her readers in and takes them on the ride of their lives while they turn the pages." Diana Coyle from Night Owl Reviews
Rating: 5/5 Stars
What happens in a world where murder is punished by banishment and service to others on another planet? Unfortunately for Cin, she finds herself in that situation. In Cin's case the fact that the murder was justified means nothing, she is still stuck on Ripindal mining and searching for shrube's for those who oversee her punishment. It is promised that if she finds ten shrube's she will be allowed to enter Paradise and Cin fervently believes that as, if she didn't, she would likely chose the easier option and off herself. When she runs into Mach and Elder, also hunting for shrube's, she is petrified they will rape her and kill her and dispose of her body alongside the road. Mach is a half-breed and Elder was a doctor with a family before. What follows next is the opposite of her fears as the three establish a camaraderie that is constantly challenged by an evil group headed up by Danix who wants Cin as his slave. The challenges don't come only in people though; the land is inhospitable and all sorts of creatures and threats lurk around every corner. In a place where friendship and caring are as foreign as the planet itself can three prisoners find love?
I have to say I've been reading Cassidy Hunter books for a while and while the first efforts I read were very good she is clearly passing the line into great now as she evolves. The setting here is sparsely described, in perfect keeping with the planet itself. The characters crash into your heart and you cannot help but love each of them for who they are. You cheer, you gasp, and you wince as the events unfold. Although this looks more like a SciFi dystopian novel I can tell you several times I gasped and held my breath. The suspense was positively electric. Then Dark Paradise went toward an ending I didn't expect, though it was in perfect keeping with the former part of the book. It leaves room open for the sequel which must be coming soon (I hope!). Exceptionally well executed, a great length, with mesmerizing action and characterization this one truly earns its stars!
“Why do you?” He got up and sat beside her, so close his bare thigh touched hers. “Let me play with you before we get there.”
She leaned back and he rubbed his palm over her nipples, one after the other, until they stood stiff and sensitive. After her breathing picked up and she relaxed her fists, he took one of her nipples between his finger and thumb and pinched, hard. He laughed when she jerked away from him.
“What the fuck did you do that for?” she asked him, gently caressing the aching crest.
“I wanted to see if you like a little pain. You’d better be able to handle it, because the vampire will do a hell of a lot more than that. Sex and fear, baby, that’s what feeds the vampires, even more than the blood. Without those two things, you would be useless to them, even with your blood.”
She took her hand away from her breast and offered it to him again. “Okay.” Her voice was soft, but even she could hear the eagerness in it. “Do what you want.”
His eyes turned serious with a suddenness that surprised her even more than his cruel pinch had done. “The only thing I really fear,” he whispered, “is the wolf.”
“Wolf?” Her voice shook, more from the fear in his than the thought of a wolf.
He leaned closer, his breath moist and warm in her ear. “The vampires keep a wolf called Richard. I’ve heard the stories and they are not…nice. Sometimes the humans lose fear and Jacques uses Richard to bring it back.” He darted his gaze toward the divider. “Richard was captured long ago, and he is a wild wolf without feelings, it is said.” The boy shuddered. “I don’t like wolves.”
The divider slid open and Jacques’s face appeared. Maybe he’d felt Eric’s fear, which was so thick and real Natasha could taste it.
His eyes were midnight dark, with no discernible pupil. “Natasha, get on your hands and knees with your pussy toward me.”
At her hesitation, Eric grabbed her arm and forcefully pushed her around. “Do as he orders,” he hissed. “Show him your cunt.”
She climbed upon the soft leather and positioned herself on all fours, her ass toward the divider and the watching vampire.
“Eric, caress her pussy.”
His cool fingers spread her lips and begin to probe her pussy, and she couldn’t help the small moan that escaped. He found her clit and massaged it gently, then pinched it, alternating the pressure from almost painfully hard to gentle.
“You like this,” Eric said, his breath hot against her ass.
“Answer him,” the vampire commanded.
“Yes,” she whispered. “I like it.” She pressed her burning cheek against the upholstery. She liked it a lot.
"Beyond the Shadows by Cassidy Hunter is an action-packed space story with lots of hot loving thrown in. This story really has some gripping moments that kept me turning the pages..."
"...I really liked the connection these characters had. It made the sex scenes that much more intense to read. The overall story line was really well done and completely believable.I liked the pace of this story too; it didn’t feel rushed or as if sex was thrown in for the sake of it. I would love to read more from Ms. Hunter."
He’d spent a lot of time tormenting and pleasing her; now it was her turn. She straightened and wrapped her arms around his waist. “Can I tie your hands behind your back?”
“No. I need to touch you.” He put a finger against her lips. “But I swear you may do anything you wish to me, and I will make no move to stop you.”
His voice, strained and raw, scraped along her nerve endings and made her cold and hot all at once.
She shivered, her nipples tightening to painful points. “I can do anything at all?”
And there it was, that trust she’d broken now handed back to her on a beautiful silver platter.
Her vision swam for a brief second in a relieved sea of tears before she fought them back and smiled up at him, her heart, she was sure, in her eyes.
He touched her cheek with his calloused fingertips. “You are difficult to resist, my Sarah.”
In that moment, she realized what it was like to love, truly love, a man. “Oh my God.”
“What is it?” He smiled down at her, his full lips curling, his eyes soft.
“I… Nothing. Just, nothing.” She took his hand, leading him to the enormous, sunken tub.
As she bent to start the water, he grasped the hem of her billowy skirt and pulled it over her hips.
Her breath came quickly, and she forgot the water as he rubbed his fingers between her legs, over her clit, over her buttocks, and into the small hole between them.
Gasping at the intrusion, she jerked away, but he followed her, his voice soothing.
“Stay still, love.”
Her teeth worried her bottom lip, as she stayed obediently bent over, clenching the water controls. Water fell in a thunder of sound, swirling into the tub, hot or cold, she had no inkling or care which.
He teased her clit with the fingers of one hand, and when she moaned, he once again slid a finger into her ass.
“Just relax, baby.”
She gave herself over to his attentions, helpless to do otherwise. He had complete control once he began touching her.
Still, she made a halfhearted attempt. “It was my turn…”
“In a second, I promise.”
The heat in his voice seared her skin and turned her mind to mush. Each time was more intense than the last. If this kept up, soon she’d be unable to do more than lie about with her legs open, waiting for him to thrust inside her…
She focused on his fingers sliding through her moisture, plucking at her plump, sensitive clitoris, then slipping into her. Her pussy clenched around his fingers in a reflexive grip. And the whole time, another finger slipped in and out of her ass, deeper and deeper with each plunge, until she was crying out with pleasure, thrusting back against his hand, eager for the looming, consuming orgasm.
And he didn’t withdraw and make her wait; faster and faster, his fingers worked, his murmurs and talented hands working her over, until her climax burst upon her with all the shock and power of a raging storm, and she was trapped in its midst.
Had he not caught her, she would have fallen, but he was there, kneeling, cradling her in his arms when the orgasm receded. He watched her, the look on his face nearly enough to send her into another climax. Hot, so very hot.
His teeth flashed in a wolfish white smile. “Little witch.”
“You’re the witch,” she whispered, meaning it. “Your touches…” She shook her head, amazed at what he did to her. “There are no words.”
Proud, he stroked a thumb over her nipple. “Now it’s your turn.”
She moved her hands up his arms, over his biceps to his
warm, wide shoulders, and he mirrored her movements with his own. He kept
kissing her but moved one of his hands to her throat.
His hand was big. As he cupped her throat, she shivered with
the knowledge that if he wanted to, he could hurt her, this man. She was in his
He might be a legend of sorts, but what did she really know
of him? It didn’t matter. Her attraction for him was overwhelming. She wanted
him, and now she had him.
That was one lesson she’d learned early on. You took your
pleasures when and where you could find them.
But he just kept his hand on her throat and kissed her, his
kiss becoming deeper and harder. His other hand supported him and kept his
substantial weight off her, but she pressed herself against him, craving the
warmth of his body.
His heat scorched her. At last he moved his hand from her
throat to her breast, his fingers rubbing over her taut nipple. He slid his
tongue against hers, his every movement slow and lingering.
She moved her legs restlessly, once again attempting to slip
her fingers between her legs to relieve some of the pressure.
“No,” he whispered, his lips moving against hers. “No.”
His nearly silent laughter rumbled deep inside his chest,
and he drew back to stare down at her. His eyes glittered with desire. “What an
impatient little thing you are.”
She’d always been a little more full of need than most
people. Always more passionate, greedier. She needed, and she wanted. There was
no room for patience. “You don’t understand.”
His smile dropped as though it had never been. “Take my cock
in your hand, Annika.”
Her name left his mouth with a smoothness she’d never heard
before, and with breathless anticipation she reached for his erection. When she
found it, she gasped. It was so hard, huge, and hot. She squeezed, and it
jerked in her hand, throbbing hard.
Jak groaned and shuddered, his eyes closing. “I fucking
“Don’t fear your needs,” Elder whispered, suddenly lying beside her, his deep voice in her ear. “Don’t be ashamed of your desire.”
“How did he know?” she asked. She meant the words for Elder, but her stare was on Mach.
He knelt above her, dark and dangerous and full of energy, and plied his fingers between her legs with an expertise she’d seldom felt.
The night of violence and blood and fear had left her in need of a washing in the nearest creek, but the miners of Ripindal grew accustomed to such circumstances. Her body would not disgust these men, any more than theirs would disgust her.
Still, she was a woman and would have preferred a perfumed bath in the hot springs, with a sharp knife at hand to slice off whatever stubble had grown out, and a minty cream to wash out her mouth.
But Mach ran a finger inside her and began a tormenting exploration, and thoughts of bathing fled. Elder slid his hand over her ribs and squeezed a breast until it bulged from his hard grip, then lowered his head and licked the distended nipple.
She groaned at the mix of pain and pleasure, at being so helpless and bound and forced to submit to their hard caresses. She was somehow sure they would stop if she asked them and was afraid to find out.
Mach moved quickly to kneel between her spread legs. Meeting her eyes for a brief second, he ripped loose the rope that held her ankle, then slid his hands beneath her ass and lifted her lower body off the ground.
I wanted to let everyone know that I'm writing the sequel to Dubious Consent now, and will post updates when the book is finished. The sequel is going to be longer than Dubious Consent, and I have yet to title it. So far I'm just calling it Dub Con ll. ;)
I'm also writing a book I've titled Winterlake with plans to submit to the amazing Loose Id. I'm writing as fast as I can :)
Now that I'm out of school for an entire semester, I have much more time.
"...it is 12:53 (I have to get up at 5:30), and I just finished the last glorious words of Sanctuary. So tired, so happy! Wow, what an excellent book. I shall have to edit the raving review I gave it when I can think straight again! Thanks for a great read! Pure magic!"