Trapped in a dead-end town, Aubrey tends a lonely bar. Someone can hear her despair... but can she handle the passion that's coming for her, dark and thirsty and gorgeous? "Lesbian Vampire Biker A-Go-Go" is an adults-only story featuring nail-bitingly steamy passions and a love-at-first-bite story that you can truly sink your teeth into. An excerpt: Her expression softened. God, her skin was perfect. I could tell she had not a single touch of makeup on, other than maybe a little something on her lips. Her complexion was clear even so - pale, smooth... "I have been in a great many places like this, Aubrey; I can tell you that you do not deserve to be here. You were meant for greater things, and it is a cursed shame on this God-forsaken Earth that you are here, now, selling me a virgin drink at eleven at night, when you should be..." She sighed and spread her arms out, the zippers of her jacket jingling. "You should have your own school, or lead your own firm, or manage an office - you have the eyes of a woman of quality!" I swallowed. It was flattering to be told such things by a stranger, even if it felt like a more eloquent version of the passes I've gotten sometime. But there was only one thing that bothered me about what she said: you see, my outfit was a T-shirt with an old "Freddy's " logo on it and a pair of jeans... Which meant I didn't have a name tag on. "How did you know my name?" I asked her. Her eyes widened. She stood up. I felt my shoulders tense, watching her closely. This is where, once or twice, people had tried to go for a gun - it was ugly, but they were always completely trashed, and people nearby had stopped them. This woman wasn't trashed, or if she was, it was on something that didn't slow her down. There was, too, nobody else near her who would stop her.She didn't pull a gun. She pulled herself forwards, placing her hands on the far side of the bar and sliding up before I could react. She didn't strike me; no. She slid her lips against mine.