Under a Mating Moon–Celia Breslin–Book Blast

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Under A Mating Moon

Title: Under A Mating Moon

Author: Celia Breslin

Published: September 18th, 2015

Publisher: Decadent Publishing

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Content Warning: Graphic violence and adult sexual content

Age Recommendation: 18+

 

British Alpha wolf Jake Marsden spends his days among humans, pursuing a lucrative music career and avoiding his pack’s politics. When his current DJ tour takes him to the US, he stops in Los Lobos to visit family, and runs into the one Wolf he never wants to see again—the mate who rejected his claim.

While visiting her brother in Los Lobos, free-spirited Lexi Luparell is shocked to encounter the Wolf she’d denied when they were teens. Now she must face her guilt for the cruel way she spurned him all those years ago, make amends, and admit the truth. Jake was right all along—they’re meant to mate.

Lexi would love to explore the mate concept and her overwhelming attraction to virile, Alpha Wolf Jake, but he wants nothing to do with her. How can she break down his defenses when she’s the reason he built them in the first place?

Jake dates only human women now. Lexi had her shot at being his mate, and she threw it away. But when her life is threatened, he may have to rethink his position and do whatever it takes to claim his one true mate.

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Celia Breslin

Celia lives in California with her family and two feisty cats. She writes urban fantasy and paranormal romance, and has a particular fondness for werewolves, vampires, and the Fae. Her award-winning vampire series – The Tranquilli Bloodline – is available from Champagne Books. Under A Mating Moon is her second werewolf story for Decadent Publishing’s, multi-author, Black Hills Wolves shifter line.

When not writing, you’ll find Celia exercising, reading a good book, hanging with her family, or indulging her addiction to Joss Whedon’s TV shows and movies.

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A billion butterflies battered Lexi’s stomach. She shifted her attention from Ross to the piano. Sure enough, the music had stopped, and Jake faced her from his seat on the bench. Man oh man, the heavy stare from those sky blue eyes sent shivers skittering down her spine. His gaze held the same intensity she remembered from him as a kid, as if he saw into the heart of people, exposing their deepest secrets. It drove her crazy back then, and she’d spent much time teasing him, pulling his hair, trying to distract him from being so serious all of the damn time. They were teenagers—partying was supposed to be their sole focus.

With his ice blue stare locked on her, Jake rose to his feet, all taut muscle and predatory power. His energy swept over her like a tsunami, forcing all of the moisture to abandon her mouth while parts much lower wept with want. Her inner Wolf howled, answering the call of this Alpha, the first Dominant male ever to make her sit up and take notice. Holy crap. Her muscles shook with the need to bound over to him, jump in his arms, wrap her legs around his torso and writhe against his hard, hot, tattooed body.

Jake said something to his uncle then stalked straight at her, cutting a path right through the middle of the tables and the many, too-curious patrons.

A whimper escaped her throat.

Surprise sparked in her brother’s brown eyes. “You’re kidding me. Him?” He burst out laughing. “Wow, sis, that’s some major, big time irony right there.”

Darci’s expression conveyed her bewilderment. “Now what are you two talking about?”

Her annoying brother grinned. “See that angry Alpha headed our way? My sister here rejected him when they were teens and he’s apparently her—”

Lexi socked her brother in the ribs. “Shut it, Ross.”

“Ouch.” Ross rubbed his side and chuckled at her plight. The jerk.

“Come on, Lexi, you have to admit the hilarity of the situation.”

No, she did not. Nor did she have to admit that J-Bird was right all those years ago. He was her mate. O to the M to the G… They were mates.

Even so, he didn’t look happy to see her at all. In fact, he looked positively enraged. Shit, shit and triple shit. What a mess she’d made eight years ago. Well, she was woman enough to pull on her big girl panties and fix it. She straightened her spine and lifted her chin in challenge, meeting Jake’s stormy stare. He halted before her.

I can do this. “Hey J-Bird. Nice to see you.” Lovely. Her voice sounded like she’d eaten the gravel from the lot in front of Gee’s bar. Embarrassment heated her cheeks.

One breath, two breaths, three… J-Bird glared. Tension coiled between them in the silence. Lexi bit the inside of her cheek to avoid babbling at him. She’d said hello. It was his turn. Damn it, J-Bird, say something. He wasn’t making this easy.

“Alexina.” His arctic tone dismissed her and slapped her in the face at the same time, leaving her disappointed and confused. No one called her by her full name. No one except her parents when she’d done something wrong as a kid. He might as well have said, “screw you,” while slamming a door in her face.

His focus shifted to her brother. “Hello, Ross. Been a while.” His hand shot out to grasp her brother’s in a cordial shake.

“Good to see you, Jake. Join us for lunch? My treat. We can catch up on old times.”

“No, thank you. I’m done. Nice to see you again, Ross.” Jake nodded at Darci. “Miss.” He brushed past them and out the door.

“What. Just. Happened?” The “I’m done,” he uttered in his delicious British accent seemed aimed more at her than at her brother’s offer. And the fact he hadn’t even looked at her before stalking out all sexy in his gloom and doom? Yeah, that hurt.

“I think you know, sis.” The amusement left her brother’s face and sympathy glimmered in his gaze. “Question is, what are you going to do about it?”

She’d never run from a fight in her life. She wouldn’t start now. “Grab a table. I’ll be back in a second. Or not.” She ignored her brother’s knowing grin and hurried out the door.

 

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Stay With Me–author Lily Adile Lamb–NEW interview!

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 photo Stay-with-Me.jpgTitle:  Stay With
Me
Author:  Lily Adile
Lamb
Published:  July 25th,
2015  
Publisher:  Encompass
Ink Publishing
Genre:  Contemporary
Gay Romance, M/M
Content Warning:  Explicit
sexual content, mild violence
Recommended Age:  18+
 
Synopsis:
It has been weeks since Curtis first saw the young waiter
with the haunted eyes. No matter how often he went to the café to find the
right opportunity to introduce himself, that moment simply did not come that
quickly.
 
Joseph was aware of the gentle giant who quietly came to
have his lunch and then left day after day. Fearing his father’s wrath and
under his ever watchful eyes, he made no moves nor overtures. Until one day
when the other man approaches to him…
 
 
 
Excerpt from Stay with Me by Lily Adile Lamb:
His colleague Jason spoke highly of the little corner café
at the mall. Curtis decided to try the food during his lunch break, since he’d
left his sandwiches on the kitchen bench-top at home that morning. Bugger, he
thought sourly, because it was a typically hot Aussie day, and he wasn’t in the
mood to walk to the mall. Perth had always been sweltering in the summer, but
today, it was humid as well. He hated the thought of sweating and then having
visible wet patches painting the fabric under his arms. 
He didn’t want to give the impression of being a sweaty, smelly, big bear.
Curtis was slightly overweight, and at just over six-feet, it made him feel
visible and a little self-conscious in the crowd. 
He waved at everyone as he left. At the bank where he worked as a teller in
central Perth, he got on well with everyone. His colleagues often teased him
about choosing to work longer hours, but he took it on the chin. Of course,
they’d tease him because he couldn’t hide his shyness.
Emerging from the building, he felt the scorching heat instantly. He quickly
walked, using the shade of other buildings. His wallet was in his pocket, and
he carried his Kindle. Curtis was a voracious reader and hooked on the newest
thriller/suspense novel by his favorite author, Dorien Grey. He’d left his
mobile phone behind, so he wouldn’t be distracted by phone calls. 
As it was a Friday, the mall was busy. He looked around curiously before
climbing down the stairs to the Asian café in the corner. It was busy and had a
long queue. Fuck. I hope I won’t spend my lunch break standing here, he thought
irritably. 
Waiting at the counter to order his meal, Curtis glanced at a short, slim Asian
waiter, taking a steaming hot bowl of some epicurean delight to a lucky
customer. He couldn’t see the man’s face, but something about his general
demeanor caught his attention. He moved deftly through the crowds carrying the
bowl to its intended customer. What caught Curtis’s attention was the way he hunched
his shoulders as if he didn’t wish to be noticed by anyone. No one that young
should walk like the weight of the world rests on his shoulders. Curtis
couldn’t take his eyes off the man with the fragile appearance.
“What can I get for you?” the elderly attendant asked, looking directly at
Curtis.
“Huh? Oh! I’d like to order a small size of your special fried rice, please,”
Curtis said. He paid for it and was given a number to pick up his lunch when it
was called. He walked away from the counter, but stood close enough to collect
his meal. He waited for a while, but grew tired of standing like a beanpole
among those much shorter than him, and looked around for a free table. 
He again found himself watching the waiter. This time, he had a better
opportunity to look at him, noting the man’s full profile. He had short, dark
hair that complemented his pale complexion and the pixie-like, fragile bone
structure of his youthful face. Curtis sat down but didn’t open his Kindle.
Instead, he watched the waiter, whose face appeared sad and pale, as if he
didn’t see much sun, despite the sunny days of summer. Curtis sighed and
finally opened his Kindle to read. Immersed in the story, he forgot about his
surroundings and got caught up in the adventure. Since he had a thing for
wounded male heroes, he could already visualize the character, John, in the
story.
Excuse me? Did you order the fried rice?” asked a quiet voice. 
Curtis looked up and found the waiter he’d been checking out earlier holding
his food. “Oh! Yes, that’s what I ordered.” Curtis felt bad for forgetting to
pick up his lunch. It was clear the guy was extremely busy. “Sorry, I forgot to
come to the counter.”
The man smiled reassuringly at Curtis before he dropped his gaze. “It’s fine.”
Then he walked away. 
For the first time, Curtis had been able to look directly into his eyes. He had
delicately exotic Asian features. His eyes are amazing, nearly black in color,
yet lack any sparkle. In fact, they looked haunted. He had a cute little nose
and his lips were full, almost pouty. Curtis continued to watch the man who was
much shorter compared to Curtis’s big frame. He felt suddenly protective toward
him. 
By the time Curtis finished his fried rice, his lunch break was nearly over. He
wiped his mouth with the tissue and stood up to leave, but couldn’t resist the
urge to look back at the man one last time.

 

Chapter One

 

 
A month had passed since Curtis first saw the waiter. He wasn’t sure whether he
should continue going to the café each day for lunch because he hadn’t found
the courage to approach the guy. He was worried people had begun to notice and
felt nervous that his behavior was stalkerish. He tried to appear as though he
went there for the good food only and not for the man himself. The waiter was
certainly cute, but more than that drew Curtis in. The sadness that overlaid
the sweetness caught his attention and held it. That was what kept him coming
back again and again. 
It made his heart heavy to think people might’ve noticed his behavior and think
he was creepy. Who wanted to be known as a creepy stalker-bear guy? 
He prayed he was being subtle and hoped he wasn’t receiving any speculative
looks from anyone. But he really had to make a decision soon—either strike up a
conversation with the guy, or stop coming for lunch and torturing himself. 
There he was, wiping a table for a couple of customers. He was wearing the same
style of clothes as before. The jeans he wore looked old and frayed, but they
hugged his cute little arse as he bent over, took a swipe at the table with a
damp rag, and collected the dishes. When he stood up, it was obvious the shirt
was as old as the jeans. It was thinned to nearly nothing from frequent
laundering. So transparent, it could have been made of gauze—it did nothing to
hide the guy’s ribs. 
Curtis didn’t even realize he stood stock-still, staring at the man until his
eyes caught the old man at the cashier’s desk glaring at him with a clenched
jaw. His deep frown made Curtis feel awkward to the point where he felt his
cheeks burning. He looked at his phone and checked for messages but still
furtively watched the waiter. He saw the expression he’d come to recognize as
sadness, but this time, there was more to it. He looked like a man who’d lost
all hope. He was also limping and dragged his feet at times. 
Is he injured? Why does he look like he’s in despair? Fuck. What’s happening in
his life? …..

 

 
About the Author:
Lily Adile, a Turkish writer, lived in the UK for many years before emigrating to
Australia. She visits her family in Turkey regularly and travels to other
countries, like Singapore, to visit other family members.
 
She is blessed with three grown up children and a furry child, Sir JJ Basil.
 
 
 
 We are so happy to have Lily with us today!

1) Describe your relationship with a good book.  Intensely emotional. I forget to sleep and do anything else.

2) When did you first start writing and what was the first thing that you wrote that you were proud of?

Last year and it was the scene where Joseph and Curtis first set their eyes on each other.

3) Please describe your work ethic as an author.

Write a story that comes from my heart to tell others. It needs to have a meaning and bring out the best in you. It needs to have real life like characters.

4) How do you balance your work as an author with the other aspects of your life?

I don’t always balance well. I am grateful for my husband who understands how I get carried away and takes it in his stride. There have been moments, I did not want to sleep or go out. It lessens my TV time as well. But I do my best to make sure my husband does not feel neglected because he is my anchor.

5) Why did you write this book?

This story has therapeutic qualities for me… It helped me to let go.

6) What experiences from your past do you find yourself drawing upon repeatedly for inspiration in your work?

The domestic violence part and feeling hopeless and then meeting someone who showed nothing but kindness.

7) What do you hope to accomplish in the next five years, both as an author and in your outside life?

I want to tell more stories to adults…the stories that they could read late at night in the bed to relax and smile about. I also dream of becoming a full-time writer with improved skills and better online editing software. Hahahaa

8) Since you are a storyteller, please tell one good lie about yourself.

Oh. People love to come to my home for dinners. My culinary skills bring out the kid in my friends. I asked them to just come along and see what delicious surprises are waiting for them. Would you believe, some of them even cancel their other arrangements so they could sit at my table ? Yeah. I slave myself in the kitchen to create that welcome to my home and let’s have fun while eating experience.

 

 
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Renewing Bonds–Interview with Ruby MacIntyre

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Author:   Ruby MacIntyre
Published:  August
15th, 2015
Publisher:  Encompass
Ink
Genre:  M/M erotic
romance
Content Warning:  Explicit
sexual content
Recommended Age:  18+
Two hearts
long separated find each other again.
Connor Locke has only given his heart away once, to a man
who left him alone with only a note as an explanation. He has tried to move on,
but no one compared to the one who left him brokenhearted and alone.
Harry grew up as a black sheep in his family, and when he
met Connor he thought he finally found a place to call home. The strong, yet
loving lawyer gave him things he never thought he’d find. But then he had to
leave, and that decision ended up ruining his life.
After years apart, the couple is finally reunited, but not
in a way either of them expects. A crime lord wants Harry badly, and he will do
anything to get him. Will Connor be able to keep Harry safe and salvage their
love, or will he lose Harry forever?
Excerpt from Renewing Bonds
by Ruby MacIntyre:
Harry was amazed when Connor brought him to his condo and
demanded he sleep in his bed. That wasn’t the surprising part, though—no, the
true shock came once they snuggled down under the covers in nothing but sweatpants.
Connor just held him close in his strong arms and fell asleep. No demanding, no
talking, no touching. Just sleep.
It was the most precious gift that Connor could give him. Harry couldn’t recall
the last time he had been in a man’s house, in his bed, and not be expected to
do something. So, once Connor’s breathing had evened out in sleep, it was the
easiest thing in the world for Harry to follow behind him. For the second night
in a row, Harry had a peaceful sleep with no nightmares and no one waking him,
demanding sex.
When the sun peeked in between the blinds and woke him up, Harry almost wanted
to cry. He longed for the easy escape that the dark nothingness of sleep
provided him. Being awake brought back all the evil and fears of the world, neither
of which he could escape. When something tightened around his chest, pulling
him against a hard body, Harry stiffened. Where was he? More importantly, who
was he with? Would he demand to be serviced or just let him go in peace?
“Shh, baby. It’s just me.”
Harry choked on a sob at the familiar, comforting voice. He had forgotten he
was at Connor’s house. He was safe there.
“Aw, baby, don’t cry. It’s okay. . . shh, you’re okay.” Connor turned him, so
they faced each other, and pulled him close again.
Harry buried his face in Connor’s chest, letting the hot tears of relief flow.
He moaned when strong fingers sank into his long hair and pressed himself into
the contact. Out of the hundreds of men who had touched him in the past few
years, only Connor brought him any measure of peace. His body only craved
Connor’s touch.
He wanted to beg for the man to take him, to own his body in such a way that he
would forget about the others, the faceless johns who had touched him when
Connor should have been the only one. But he couldn’t. He wouldn’t find out
until later that day if he was clean, and even if he ended up being pristine,
that didn’t take away from the blackness covering his soul. He had been
dirtied. Each nameless trick had left their blackened mark on him. How could
Connor want him anymore when he was used and filthy?
Connor held him the entire time he cried without saying a word. He provided
comforting noises and ran his hands up and down Harry’s back. When Harry’s
tears dried up, and his hitched breathing finally returned to normal, he pulled
back enough to look up at the man who held him and gave a shaky smile.
“I’m sorry about that.”
“Don’t be.” Connor shook his head, refusing to accept his apology. “You can
always open up with me, baby. Even if that means bawling your eyes out on my
shoulder.”

 

 

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Ruby MacIntyre was born and raised in Kansas and has always been an avid reader.
It’s beyond a mere hobby or escape from reality; it’s her passion. Because of
her love for reading, writing her own stories—giving voices and happy endings
to the people that live in her head—was only natural. She may be relatively new
to the gay romance genre, but once Ruby found it, she never looked back. Now it’s all she reads (the hotter the better!), and she is quite content with the
sexy men that dwell in her head, clamoring for her attention. When Ruby’s not
reading, she’s writing, and vice-versa. Books have always been her life and
likely always will be.
In the rare occasions Ruby isn’t working, reading, or writing, she loves to play
or cuddle with her dog and cat, watch a movie, or hang with family. She loves
books (duh), pretty notebooks, snowflakes, and the color yellow.
We are pleased to have Ruby join us today!
 

1) Describe your relationship with a good book.
It’s not a healthy relationship. I don’t want to eat, sleep, work, or keep up with any of my responsibilities. It becomes my obsession. I need to read and read and read, maybe read some parts over again, and read some more until I’ve consumed it and lived it and breathed it and sleeped it.

2) When did you first start writing and what was the first thing that you wrote that you were proud of?
I’ve been writing forever, it seems. Nothing really stuck until I penned an epic fantasy novel that was a whopping 100,000 words long. It took me a year or so to write, and I remember being filled with so much pride when I printed it off and held it in my hand. I felt that same pride having my first MM novel accepted at a publisher. I love every work I create as a child. I put a piece of myself into each one.

3) Please describe your work ethic as an author.
That has changed the more I’ve written. When I first started, every free second I had, I was writing. Now…not so much. I have work, and a fur baby, and family and obligations and fun time too. But I try to set aside time each week to sit down and write.

4) How do you balance your work as an author with the other aspects of your life?
It’s difficult, because sometimes I feel like life overtakes my personal time. But I try. I’ve been dealing with some personal issues these past few months that leaves me so little time to write, but I fight for it. And that’s what makes my writing so special to me. All my emotions build up, and the story builds up, and by the time I can sit down to write it out, it flows almost faster than what I can keep up with.

5) Why did you write this book?
Connor’s story needed to be written. I knew his pain, and I knew his heartache, but I didn’t really know why until the end of Forging Bonds. That’s when Harry made himself known to me. And that’s all it took. Everything flowed from there – Pinstripe, Beverly, Jones, Connor, and Harry… It hardly needed work, because it all flew from my fingers. The hard part was the deep emotional aspect of this story. Delving into Harry’s psyche was like wading through mud. He was so, so hard to write and I found myself hating my writing, thinking it was crap, thinking that I would have to redo the entire thing. And then I would read through what I had just written and wonder how in the heck I managed to create such beautiful emotion. But I think that’s just how Harry is, inside and out. He’s been hurt and lived through hell, and he’s wounded, but his heart remained pure. He’s one of my favorite people.

6) What experiences from your past do you find yourself drawing upon repeatedly for inspiration in your work?
I didn’t consciously do anything like that. The realm of sex slavery, lawyers/law, and fighting crime is really not anything I have experience with. But it was important to write the story as I saw it. One of the things I love about my writing is that I don’t need to draw from my life experiences to write stories. They can be different, and they are. My life is so boring, so trust me, it wouldn’t make a good story.

7) What do you hope to accomplish in the next five years, both as an author and in your outside life?
I want to write stories that touch people. I want to reach a wider audience, and I want to be a name that makes people smile when they think of me. I love to read and I love to write. And I want to meet people who appreciate what I like to read and who I can connect with, even if they don’t read my stories. I love the connections I’ve made as an author, and I just want to experience more of that.

8) Since you are a storyteller, please tell one good lie about yourself.
I’m not good at this game. I’d want it to be epic, but it wouldn’t be. I’m no good under pressure.

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Guest Post by Kenya Carlton, author of The Sinful Trilogy

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Repeat offenders?
Who among us doesn’t adore the ‘the one that got away’ love story? I know it couldn’t be just me because book shelves are lined with these sweet reunion novels. Harlequin has a line dedicated to pregnant hook-ups, so why not old booty calls? Oops, that’s not how they package it. Here, let me start over … second chance books is a nice way of saying familiar dick. People love these past love storylines. I’m not too sure how many people revisit these types of relationships in real life, but I do wonder where the obsession comes from.
Depending upon the scenarios, I’m game to read 300 and something pages of getting to know you again. I even wrote a second chance romance between an ex-football player and a former ballerina. To be honest, past history is sometimes fun to build a plot around, but in real life maybe not so much.
There was a reason why the relationship didn’t initially work out, right? Could it be that personality defect that couldn’t be overlooked? Or perhaps it was circumstances. Lovers who were torn apart get reacquainted twenty years later. Sweet, right? But in the back of the reader’s mind, everyone is thinking did the heroine or hero change or grow? How could they possibly be attracted to the same traits at 40 that they were at 20? (Only if their maturity was stunted during all that time) What, just me again? *rolls eyes* I highly doubt that.
Second chance plots can be crazy sweet, but there has to be a certain amount of self-exploration to anchor the story. One side has to be right, while this other side has to be wrong, but most importantly someone has to be sorry. A misunderstanding can occur to drive a wedge, but at some point in the story this has to be acknowledged. Forgiveness is a strong theme here, young Skywalker, and someone better be ready to grovel. Cynical? Maybe a little, but also realistic. In other words, someone must own up to their crap then the clothes can come off. Not always in that order, but most of the time this is the formula that leads to that almighty HEA ending we crave.

By Kenya Carlton

Sinful Trilogy

Title: The Sinful Trilogy

Author: Kenya Carlton

Published: June 29th, 2015

Publisher: Parker Publishing Inc

Genre: Fantasy, Paranormal

Content Warning: Explicit sexual content and violence

Age Recommendation: 18+

 

Sweet As Sin (book 1)

Brought together in the aftermath of WWI, a lethal, war hero and a beautiful, seductive heiress are forced into a marriage neither wants.

Captain Drake Devilin fought with honor and survived a brutal war only to return home to find his parents dead under scandalous circumstances and his grandfather determined to restore the family honor and fortune.

Sienna Caldwell wants to trust her father’s decision to marry her to the charming playboy, but realizes the life she yearns for may never be hers. Faced with secrets upon secrets, she can do nothing to change the future. With her father’s blessing she puts herself into the handsome Drake’s care.

While Drake struggles to keep his bride alive, Sienna battles to keep her heart intact even as a magical world of myth and horror opens before them. Drake realizes the woman he married is more powerful than he imagined as he fights for her soul and their lives against an unimaginable evil.

Devil’s Play (book 2)

Snuggled within the warm embrace of marital bliss, biologically altered army Captain Drake Devilin and his supernatural bride, Sienna, face their biggest challenge to date. Called back for duty in World War II, Drake must leave his amazing life behind and join his troop to fight the Nazis. Although he’s certain his new mission is merely a rouse to obtain his most precious commodity, his wife, Drake leaves, but not before giving Sienna a magical necklace in the hope it will protect her against unknown enemies.

Lured from her prosperous island by a sorcerer who is convinced she was always meant to be his bride. Sienna is challenged to play three magical games to ensure her husband’s safe return. In each game, a limited time is given to Sienna to immerse herself into a new world, situation, and persona; find Drake; and have him acknowledge her by name. And she can’t use her powers to make it happen.

Everything dear to Sienna’s heart is put in jeopardy. Willing to fight for the love of her life and her happiness, Sienna takes on the sorcerer in his own game of cat and mouse.

Sinfully Ever After (book 3)

Experimented and tested on by the Nazis, Captain Drake Devilin and his troop of beasts are made into something unholy. Unwilling to serve as a guinea pig for the government any longer, Drake has only one thing on his mind … his beautiful wife, but instead finds himself involved in a war of the supernatural kind. The pressure mounts when Drake uncovers that a stranger from Sienna’s past is responsible for the rash of supernatural crimes plaguing an underwater city.

After beating an evil sorcerer at his own game, Sienna Devilin awaits her husband’s return from Germany. Once Drake Devilin arrives, Sienna can tell something is different about the captain. Moody and temperamental, Sienna doesn’t know what to think when he turns down a fight to help with a fresh crop of engineered monsters.

With World War II in full swing, Drake is unable to talk his wife out of their new obligation. Sienna is more determined than ever to fight off demons from her past and monsters in their not too distant future.

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Light snow fell to the earth. The flakes melted nearly as quickly as they landed. Drake welcomed the fresh air.

Yards from the house he tracked his wife’s scent near the horse’s paddock. Sienna stood under the full moon in front of the big animals that grazed by the fence. He worked his way past the medical tents to join her. Pretty and peaceful, it was no wonder she came to the pasture since dinner had been a complete and utter disaster.
Murphy and Barker joined them for a marvelous evening—along with their wives—for screaming, cursing, and his personal favorite…crying. Murphy’s spouse, Evie, called him every name and then some, while Alex, Barker’s wife, sat in her seat softly sobbing. Somewhere before dessert but after dinner Sienna snuck off.
“Dear wife,” he whispered in her ear before he placed his coat over her shoulders. “I will extend to you my sincerest apologies for not being forthright, but you must promise to never make me sit through anything similar to that again.” Confident he wouldn’t be turned into a toad when she gifted him with a laugh he pulled her back into his chest.
“They’re worried about their men.”
“I gave them a choice this afternoon.” Drake buried his nose into the careless curls constructed on top of her head. “It is out of my hands,” he murmured, submerging himself in her sweet scent.
“Evie and Alex are not angry at you per se. They’re mad at the amount of loyalty their husbands display toward you and their country.”
“I am not the villain here.” He sighed. “Am I yours?”
Sienna turned in his arms.
Slow drifting snow caught on her long eyelashes, illuminating her beautiful face. He captured her lips, and attacked her sweet mouth. Only for a moment, he thought to himself before he released her.
“Why did you stop, Captain?” She continued to tempt him with tiny kisses to the underside of his chin. “Afraid you’ll lose your mind?” The sum of her powers were too great for one person alone. Extreme anger or sadness could send her into a downward spiral. It had taken Sienna years to learn how to control the balance of her emotions. Otherwise, the sanctity of her sanity would be put into question. Drake remembered all too well the time she nearly went mad.
“I was falling in love with you,” she replied to the thoughts in his head.
Drake felt that she was wrong and it was the other way around. His raw need for his wife almost certainly sent her over the edge. Every time he got too close another spark of magic would course through his veins. He couldn’t imagine what a huge wave of her power would do to him.
“Tell me, Captain, are you afraid of the devil in me or is it the devil in you?” Sienna rose on the tips of her toes to kiss the side of his mouth. Weeks had gone by where he didn’t think he would ever see her again. Drake felt the soft palm of her hand caress his face, while she sweetly nipped at his neck. Regardless of his wants or needs, he understood what was at stake for the both of them.

 

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Protect Heart–Interview with LaQuette–JGN

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Title: Protected Heart

Series: Queens of Kings: Book 3

Author: LaQuette

Published: June 23rd, 2015

Publisher: Hot Ink Press

Genre: Interracial erotic romantic suspense

Content Warning: Explicit sexual content and adult language

Age Recommendation: 18+

 

When trust becomes a matter of life or death…

Heart Searlington, captain of the seventy-fourth precinct in Brooklyn, New York, has everything she could ever want. The sexy as sin husband, the perfect house, and the perfect addition to their family, four-month-old Amare.

But when a senseless act of violence threatens the lives of two people she loves, Heart does what comes natural to her…she protects what’s hers.

Kenneth Searlington, billionaire real estate tycoon, is living the ultimate dream—family, friends, and wealth. Life couldn’t be more perfect, until trusting the wrong friend puts his life on the line.

When he can’t trust friends or family, Kenneth takes matters into his own hands. Who should Kenneth trust? The wife who lied, or the friend and family who betrayed him? Maybe the only person he can trust is himself?

When protecting the heart she loves forces Heart to omit certain truths about herself and those she loves, can Kenneth see past her betrayal long enough for her to keep him alive?

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2015 Georgia Romance Writers Maggie Award Finalist in Erotic Romance, LaQuette, a native of Brooklyn, New York, spends her time catering to her three distinct personalities: Wife, Mother, and Educator.

Writing–her escape from everyday madness–has always been a friend and comforter. She loves writing and devouring romance novels. Although she possesses a graduate degree in English Lit, she’d forego Shakespeare any day to read something hot, lusty, and romantic.

She loves hearing from readers and discussing the crazy characters that are running around in her head causing so much trouble. Contact her on Facebook, Twitter, @LaQuetteLikes, her website, www.LaQuetteLikes.com, Amazon, her Facebook group, LaQuette’s Lounge, and via email at LaQuetteRomanceAuthor@gmail.com.

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I’d like to welcome LaQuette! 

1) Describe your relationship with a good book.

It’s really like having a romantic relationship. There are highs that make you feel as if you’re floating above the world. There are also lows that make your heart hurt. There’s tears, anger, every emotion under the sun can be experienced in a good book, by a skilled author.

2) When did you first start writing and what was the first thing that you wrote that you were proud of?

I’ve always written in journals, still do.   The first thing I wrote that I was extremely proud of was probably my Master’s thesis. I worked so hard on that and it the fact that it was well-received by my advisers was an added plus.

3) Please describe your work ethic as an author.

I always want to get it right. I research a great deal.   I’m always attempting to make certain that if I’m talking about something, at the very least, I have the fundamentals correct.

4) How do you balance your work as an author with the other aspects of your life?

The truth is sometimes it doesn’t balance out.   Sometimes I might have to sacrifice sleep, or laundry to make certain that I’m giving a book it’s due.

5) Why did you write this book?

This is the third book in my Queens of Kings series. This book follows a couple from the dating stage, to five years into their marriage. I wanted to depict a real couple and show readers what happens after the “I do’s.”

6) What experiences from your past do you find yourself drawing upon repeatedly for inspiration in your work?

As a young African-American woman reading romance, I didn’t find much diversity in the romance genre. I read lovely stories, but they always feature characters that were more mainstream. I wanted to read a book that depicted what romance looked like for a diverse woman.   Now as an author, I’m determined to create imaginative stories that involve woman of color as the heroines.  

7) What do you hope to accomplish in the next five years, both as an author and in your outside life?

A happy and healthy family is always my goal. As far as my writing career is concerned, I’m interested in branching out into other sub-genres of romance such as paranormal and male/male.

8) Since you are a storyteller, please tell one good lie about yourself.

I’m almost six feet tall in my bare feet.

 

The subtle touch of fingers so familiar to his skin he could confuse it for his own grazed the slick skin of his shoulder until it slid down his back as smoothly as the droplets of water raining down on him.

“You okay?” she asked softly into his ear. “I was afraid today was too much for you. You’ve only been back home a handful of days.”

He nodded his head, eyes still closed to the streaming water saturating the thick strands of his hair.

He felt her hand crawl back up the length of his back, the movement making the muscles that rested just beneath her digits twitch in anticipation. Heart was right, he had returned from the hospital several days before, but in that time the two of them had barely spent any alone time together.

They’d both been physically present, and usually that was all it took to stoke the embers that always seemed to be on a low simmer just waiting for an excuse to fan the flames to full blaze. But since his release there had been something there, something that was keeping them from being them.

Kenneth turned his head slightly toward the sound of her voice. He opened his eyes just enough to see the water-sprinkled vision of her standing to the side of him. He pulled her into his embrace and pinned her back against the wall between his outstretched arms.

There was nothing like the sight of his wife naked and waiting for him. No matter how difficult things were between them they’d always had this. It baffled him that he’d allowed whatever this was between them to fester to the point where he hadn’t touched his wife in days.

The knowledge that she’d kept something so important from him F*#ked with his head in a way he hadn’t anticipated. Truth was he really hadn’t even given serious thought as to why her omission of the facts about Bryan and Justice impacted him so much.

But to deny himself this, this connection, this reassurance that his world was grounded, that they were whole, what the f*#k was he thinking?

He positioned her directly under the spray of water and watched the fullness of her hair flatten against her scalp and back. She would bitch at him later about having to go to the hairdresser, but the thought of that conversation alone was pulling up the corners of his mouth into a wicked smile.

He allowed his fingers to rest at the base of her head, fingers caressing her nape in just the right way to make her fall into his touch. His heart tightened slightly. They’d been stressed and their connection strained, but underneath all the bullshit, it was still there and he was grateful for it.

Their connection is what kept his soul intact, what kept him sane enough to deal with the rest of his life when dealing with the craziness that wealth brought.

“We have a lot to discuss, Heart.”

“Kenneth I—”

He leaned down and pressed a hard kiss to stop whatever it was she was about to say. Words weren’t what they needed now. He giggled to himself. If their shrink could hear his thoughts she’d be jumping up and down screaming her opposition to his line of thinking.

Kenneth wasn’t against therapy. It had definitely worked to get the two of them back on track, and he definitely wanted them to sign up for a session or two after this latest fiasco, but this wasn’t something that needed fixing. This was the one way that their communication was perfect and they were absolutely in sync.

He plunged his tongue inside the warmth of her mouth and savored the sweet hint of apple juice that danced on his taste buds.

He pulled back just a moment to give them each a chance to breathe.

“I’m not avoiding the conversation we need to have, and as soon as we’re finished in here we’re going to throw on some clothes and go downstairs in the kitchen and hash this sh*t out over a cup of coffee. But right now, I just need to feel my wife.”

 

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Bitter Black Kiss by Michelle Clay Interview & Book Tour, JGN

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Title: Bitter Black Kiss

Author: Michelle Clay

Published: July 17th, 2015

Publisher: Hot Ink Press

Genre: Paranormal Erotica

Content Warning: Explicit sexual content

Age Recommendation: 18+

 

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Former event planner Nicole Riley lost not only her job, but part of her humanity when a concert in L.A., fails catastrophically and the band attacks a rival werewolf pack. Now Nicky keeps her “inner beast” subdued by taking wolfs bane and refuses to become a monster. She’s trying to rebuild her reputation and manages the Bitter Black nightclub where Brody Dunn is the dee-jay.

Brody Dunn, a former special crimes detective turned private investigator, plays on Nicole’s sympathy by claiming to have just suffered a wolf bite. He keeps his past, careers, agenda and just about everything else from Nicole – except for his attraction.

They have bigger problems than Brody’s lies. Nicole’s boss is a ruthless drug lord, determined to have Nicole for himself. The danger increases for everyone when he challenges the local Alpha. If they survive, and she can forgive Brody’s betrayal, will she accept what they’ve become?

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Michelle Clay

Even as a child, Michelle wasn’t afraid of the things that went bump in the night. In fact, the thought of a world where werewolves roamed and Dracula reigned king may seem like an eldritch dream to most, but was exciting to Michelle. Instead of turning on a light for comfort, she reveled in the dark, imagining the lives of what was out there roaming the night and frightening those who didn’t truly appreciate how interesting the supernatural really were.

Nowadays, her visions continuously take shape as she brings life to the worlds she has imagined since childhood. These wild imaginings have informed and enriched her storytelling as an adult, bringing a fresh new voice to the paranormal romance and erotica genres.

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We are ecstatic to have with us today Michelle Clay!

  • 1) Describe your relationship with a good book.

When I find a good book, I want to curl up somewhere comfy and read for hours on end. I want the rest of the world to leave me alone because I become one with that story. It doesn’t matter if it’s a Kindle book or an actual spine with pages book… I’ll grip it and hold it close until I’m done or until I fall asleep. And God forbid anyone interrupt me. lol

  • 2) When did you first start writing and what was the first thing that you wrote that you were proud of?

Fantastic question. I started writing (not very well) when I was in high school. It wasn’t until a few years ago, when my YA novel, The Bad Wolf got published that I felt like maybe this writer thing was something I might actually be decent at. I’m glad it did though, it’s all I’ve ever wanted to be when I grow up. *wink*

  • 3) Please describe your work ethic as an author.

As an author I do my best to write a damn good story. I don’t want to let down my fans, so I put my all into everything I write. I can’t tell you the amount of self-editing I do or revisions to make each and every story shine its brightest.

  • 4) How do you balance your work as an author with the other aspects of your life?

That’s a difficult one, as I also have a full-time job. Thankfully, I don’t require a lot of sleep! lol

  • 5) Why did you write this book?

I have always loved lycanthropic (werewolf) lore and movies. The idea that they could only transform during the full moon has always bothered me. I wanted a feasible antidote to that. I thought hey, since the lycans were out of the closet, so to speak, the drug dealers would figure out a way to capitalize on it. So, here we have Bitter Black Kiss – Werewolves, strippers, drug lords… oh my!

  • 6) What experiences from your past do you find yourself drawing upon repeatedly for inspiration in your work?

For this particular work, a traumatic dog attack was pulled out of my past trauma bucket. Of course it was nowhere near as bad as in this book. Thank goodness!! Some of the other books have experiences that I’ve gone through or that others have shared with me.

  • 7) What do you hope to accomplish in the next five years, both as an author and in your outside life?

World domination? Ha, seriously though… I’d love to see Bitter Black Kiss or my YA novel, The Bad Wolf, made into a movie! Realistically, I’d like to be able to write full time and work on a screenplay or two.

  • 8) Since you are a storyteller, please tell one good lie about yourself.

I’m actually a mermaid. I’m only allowed to be here on land until next spring then I have to return to the sea. It’s like a work visa, of sorts. I have to go to the ocean and wait for my ride… a majestic narwhal. Will you guys be there to see me off?

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“So, what are you going to do?”

He frowned, lost. “During the full moon?”
Nicole nodded.
He’d considered attending the Wild Hunt, have a night of debauchery, but he figured it would be unwise. The current leader was itching for him to join. His presence would be taken as an agreement to become part of the pack.
“I suppose I could restrain myself until the next morning.” The idea posed a multitude of mouthwatering possibilities if she’d agree to detain herself with him. “You know, just in case I’m unable to control myself.”
“That’s what I do. Restrain myself.” They approached her red Mazda. “I send Molly away and lock myself in my bedroom.”
Brody envisioned her tethered to the bed. The image made him salivate. She might run away screaming if she knew he had a raging hard-on. Ideas like this just made him want her more. “You take an ungodly amount of wolfsbane then what? You just wait it out?”
“I don’t like the urges I get. I can’t live that way.”
“Maybe you just need someone to show you— to help you through it.” He grasped her hand and pulled her toward him. She didn’t resist. Her free hand lay against his chest. Her chin tilted up, and her eyes were full of curiosity. His lips were mere inches from hers. He closed his eyes and lowered his head, almost expecting her to turn away. She didn’t.
Nicole’s eyes fluttered shut, and her body melted against his. He brought a hand to her lower back. The other found its way to her ponytail and set her hair free. It fell around her shoulders and tickled his skin. One of Nicole’s hands found its way beneath his shirt. Fingertips fluttered against his stomach then across his chest. Their tongues danced together, and he deepened the kiss. The hand on her back fell lower to cup her ass.
Brody walked her backward, toward the back end of the car. He hadn’t made out in the backseat of a car in ages, but damn…
The door opened though he didn’t recall which of them did it. Nicole lay back on the seat, her eyes half open, watching his every move. One of her running shoes lay in the sand outside while the other had been kicked to the floorboard.
He sank into the seat with a low, sexy growl. Damn, this blonde bombshell… he had to have her.

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 photo Pemas-Storm.jpgTitle:   Pema’s Storm
Series:  Rowan
Sisters’ Trilogy #1
Authors:   Brenda Trim and Tami Julka
Published:  April
17th, 2015
Genre:   Paranormal
Romance
Content Warning:   Sexual
content

Recommended Age:  18+




Synopsis:  Pema Rowan is the first born of the mysterious and powerful triplets whom prophesy has declared would unite in power and change the face of the Tehrex Realm forever, yet Pema and her sisters have eschewed their role in the world of magic in order to run their business. Pema’s life is turned upside-down when the blessings of Fated Mates returns to the realm. It is further complicated when a mysterious and gorgeous ursine shifter, Ronan, enters her life. Pema doesn’t want to be attracted to Ronan, especially since he once belonged to her archenemy. Pema faces danger left and right as she struggles with what her body wants and her mind refuses. As the High Priestess, Cele, seeks to garner the power of the triplets, Pema must choose between the safety of those she loves, or giving into her darkest desires.

Ronan Blackwell has come to Seattle with the female who has helped him find peace and solace after centuries of living with grief and isolation. When she ends their relationship, he is determined to win her back, only to have everything he has ever believed in challenged by the sexy little witch, Pema. As his emotions force him to choose between the only love he has ever known, and a passion that promises to tear him apart, he discovers that not everything is as it seems. Will the animal inside him win and show Pema the true meaning of life on the wild side, or will he be torn apart by the mysterious forces set against them?

 
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Excerpt from Pema’s Storm by Brenda Trim and Tami Julka:
 
Pema nodded her agreement as she ran the duster over the shelf and candles. “That’s the problem with prophecies. They are vague, confusing—” She stopped talking when the tinkling of the wind chimes above the front door signaled they had a customer.
A cool breeze blew through the
room, chilling the air. She twisted around to see the most stunning male walk through the door. He was easily six feet tall and had thick, brown hair that fell in soft curls around his ruggedly handsome face. He had a strong, square jaw that she immediately imagined running her tongue over. His warm, brown eyes invited her to share her secrets, and suddenly it wasn’t so chilly anymore.
Her gaze traveled over him and
she noticed that his jeans were tight in all the right places, and she could easily make out his firmly muscled legs. He took her breath away and she desperately wanted him.

Her sex tightened with need, and arousal flooded her panties as she was overcome with an uncontrollable lust for this stranger and couldn’t focus on anything but getting him into the office for a quick tryst. She became light-headed when a feathering sensation in her chest set her heart racing. She wondered what was wrong with her. She was no blushing virgin, but she had never responded like this when looking at a male.
Reaching up to wipe the sweat
from her brow, she lost her hold on the ladder. As she felt air rush past her, she never once thought to utter a spell. She blamed it on the fact that her brain malfunctioned from hormone overload. Rather than landing in an ungainly heap on the floor, she was caught by big, strong arms and an electrical current raced across her skin the moment they touched. She wanted to climb to the top of the ladder to have this male catch her again. Then again, that would mean him putting her down and she had no desire for that to happen.
“Are you okay?” His voice was
gruff, and she loved it. The sound sent liquid heat spreading from her abdomen to her core and had her melting into his body.
As much as she didn’t want to, she needed to put space between them or she was going to lose control. She pushed against his broad shoulders for him to let her go. She didn’t fight it too hard when he refused to release her. “I’m okay. Nice catch, by the way. I’m not usually caught off-guard like that.”
She should tell him to let her
go. Her lips parted to say the words, but they were trapped in her throat. She breathed in his earthy, pine scent and a new flood of heat traveled through her. She needed to gather her senses, and added more force to her shove until he finally set her down. Her body slid down the hard length of him and she took a couple steps back before acting on impulse to rub against him like a cat in heat.
“I didn’t mean to startle you. Are you one of the Rowan sisters?” he asked, holding out his hand. Did he crave contact with her as much as she did him? It seemed like an eternity to Pema since he had touched her, and she would die if he didn’t touch her again. Okaaay, she was losing her mind and she needed to stop this behavior.
Her brain and hormones weren’t on speaking terms, and she eagerly grabbed his hand and held it tightly. “Yes, I’m Pema and this is my sister, Suvi,” she
nodded her head in the direction of her sister, keeping hold of his hand. “And you are?”
“My name is Ronan Blackwell,” the hunk said, keeping intense gaze into her eyes.
“How can we help you, Ronan?”
Suvi asked, awakening Pema from her daydreams of ravishing his body. Realizing how odd it must seem to be holding onto his hand, she pulled from his firm grip and immediately felt a loss. She turned around to face the counter, needing to break eye contact with him.

 

 
 

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About the Authors:
 
Neither Brenda nor Tami grew up writing stories or dreaming of one day being authors but that changed when they shared a joint dream of creating a world to bring to life the stories of a group of dangerously handsome supernaturals.
 
Brenda is a Southern California girl who grew up in chaos, having ten siblings. Her mother is a brave, courageous woman who gave birth to a small village of children and has successfully battled advanced stage breast cancer for almost
two years.  Her parents did something right and taught Brenda how to persevere and accomplish whatever she set her mind to.  Whether that was completing her bachelors and Masters degrees, or writing books, she is always up for a challenge.
 
Brenda survived the brutal murder of her first husband, John DeCaprio, at the hands of the children he was counseling to go on and help children in similar situations.  Brenda remarried years later and now lives with her husband and
their three fun-loving, energetic children.  She loves running, reading, cooking, and Monster Energy drinks.  And, Tami’s margaritas!
 
Tami is a southern girl, born and raised in Georgia. She is married and has two boys, so needless to say, she is surrounded by testosterone. We are trying to bottle Tami’s strength and positive outlook on life.  It has helped her
beat breast cancer and she is a proud three-year survivor. She loves reading paranormal romances, running at the lake near her home, watching college football (Go Dawgs!!!), and is always in search of the next best margarita.
 
Their life journeys led them both to Texas and one another.  They fast became best friends and can always be found together.  Whether it’s lounging by the pool or writing steamy love scenes, they are frequently seen pissing
themselves from laughter.  It’s embarrassing, really.  But that’s ok,
life is good!
 
 What are your 10 favorite things to do during a storm?

  1. Snuggle up by a fire with a favorite book.
  2. Watch the lightning.
  3. Get busy between the sheets.
  4. Listen to the sound of thunder.
  5. Cuddle up with the one you love.
  6. Watch our children dance in the rain.
  7. Make up stories about what God is fighting what God in the heavens.
  8. Watch a chick flick.
  9. Make our favorite soup and brownies.
  10. Sleep.
 
 
 
 
 
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 photo Alicia.jpgTitle:   Alicia
Series:  Blackbird
Series Book 5 (standalone)
Author:   Dahlia Donovan
Published:  April
15th, 2015
Genre:  Paranormal
Romance
Content Warning:  Explicit
sexual content
Recommended Age:  18+
 
 
 
Synopsis:  Born into a Moroccan family both wealthy and well-connected, Alicia has wanted for nothing her entire life. Choosing to abandon her family business for fashion, she has built her own business and lives off the fruits of her own labour. Her traditionalist mother has longed for her to settle down with a good man.
 
Alicia has never wanted a good man until Josh Withers. Tired
of meaningless flings, Alicia has found someone who challenges her in all the right ways. So what if he occasionally turns himself into panther?
 
No one’s perfect.
 
Now in a fight for her life as enemies from both her family’s past and her best friend Ivy’s recent nightmares come hunting for her.
Alicia can only hope Josh’s military background and shifter strength will keep them safe.
 
 
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Excerpt from Alicia by Dahlia Donovan:
“Such a naughty, teasing kitten.” Josh resisted the temptation to allow his hands to drift from her hips to grip her arse firmly.  He sensed Alicia wasn’t quite ready for anything other than a little lark to lift the oppressive sadness which lingered under the surface. “Going to play tour guide for me since the
others have swanned off to entertain the whinging bint?”
“Sure.” Alicia eased into a pair of heels no one should’ve been able to walk in and smirked over at him. “Done looking at my arse?”
“Not a bloody chance.” Josh trailed behind her, making sure the balcony doors were locked and the cameras working before securing the front door to the suite. “You can never get enough of a beautiful piece of art.”
“Art?” Alicia’s laugh was like a sweet melody which resonated deeply in his soul and his groin.  Her gaze flitted down his front to the bulge in his trousers. “Honestly? How do you men walk around with it
swinging out of control?”
“Who says it’s out of control?” Josh guided her down the stairs toward the lobby.
 
About the Author:
Dahlia Donovan started out working in the insurance world. After ten years, she morphed her love of investigating accidents and studying people into writing about them. She’s a bit of a hermit and despises being in front of a camera. Her life wouldn’t be complete without her husband and her massive collection of
books and video games.
Her first novel Ivy started out as a crazy dream which she turned into an
adventurous and suspenseful paranormal romance. It was followed up by Natasha,
Masquerade, Twelve Days and now Alicia. A fourth main novel in the series, Lorcan, is due out late 2015.
Readers can find Under Fire, a free short story available to all her newsletter
subscribers. See her website for more details.
 
 
 
 
 
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 photo Undisclosed-Desire.jpgTitle:  Undisclosed
Desire

Author:  M. Peters

Published:  June 23rd,
2012

Genre:  Dark Romance,
Erotica
Content Warning:  Violence,
explicit sexual material, M/M, M/F
Recommended Age: 18+
 
When a seductive French vampire crosses swords with a fierce Spaniard who is angry at the world, the worldly preternatural gets more than he was expecting. The
heartbeat which had attracted Keith D’Ameron to the city in the first place
belongs to his opponent – and the secretive vampire finds that even three
hundred long years on this earth have not prepared him for the depth of the
desire Javier Estas arouses in him. Keith begins a sensuous and compelling
courtship, intending to claim Javier Estas in every way for eternity. Will
Javier turn away from all that he knows and follow the siren call of Keith’s
seductive midnight eyes, or will he forever bury his undisclosed desire for
this mysterious man who has turned his life upside down?
Keith D’Ameron has wandered the world as a vampire for three hundred years, traveling through Europe and the East in search of something for which he has no name. Up until now, he has simply enjoyed what his world of the night can bring to him, but now he has come to Spain. Upon entering Seville, a heartbeat rises above the rest of the thrumming pulses occupying the busy city, and something in its siren call urges Keith to investigate.
The owner of this heartbeat, the vampire finds, is a beautiful young man named Javier Estas, and upon first sight – whether it is only for a night or for something more – Keith knows he must make the young man his own. Something in the scent of his blood, and the very thrum of the life in Javier’s verdant gaze, has drawn Keith to this man, and he is determined to find out why.Within the hour, Keith finds himself at sword-point in a tree-lined square, where he must make a decision between keeping his secrets intact or allowing himself to open up to another human being for the first time in three centuries. Something within Javier’s eyes calls to him as nothing else has ever done, and he finds he must pursue this new avenue which has revealed itself to him in that dusty square where he faces Javier for the first time.

At first, Javier is hesitant, but Keith is not the only one lured on by something he cannot comprehend, and he finds himself captivated by the glimpses of Keith’s world he sees every time he falls into the vampire’s eyes. At last, he finds that he cannot continue to deny his undisclosed desire for Keith – and that he doesn’t want to keep trying.

 

 photo M-Peters.jpgAbout the Author:

M. Peters has been writing stories since she was a little girl. Since she met her wife in 1999, they have truly begun to come to life. Undisclosed Desires is her first published work, though she has been editing novels for up-and-coming authors across a wide spectrum of genres for the last eight years. She and her wife, who were high-school sweethearts, recently married in New York and moved from Florida to Alabama, where they are making their own happily-ever-after with their three cats. Both of them – the people, not the felines! – are veterans of the November Novel Writing Contest that is NaNoWriMo. Currently, she is undertaking the sequel to Undisclosed Desire.

Dream Warrior–Interview and Giveaway! by Juniper Grove Nights!

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Title:  Dream Warrior
Series:  Dark Warrior Alliance Book 1
Authors:   Brenda Trim and Tami Julka
Published:  January 28th, 2015
Genre:  Paranormal Romance
Content Warning:  Explicit sexual material
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Along the edges of darkness, a war of attrition rages between the demon plane and the Tehrex Realm.  Dark Warriors alone stand between humans and the evil that seeks to destroy them.  Zander Tarakesh, the sexy as sin vampire king, leads the battle.  Zander is battle-hardened and accustomed to command, yet wrestles to regain control when his Fated Mate is propelled into his world, bombarding him with unfamiliar emotions.  His life depends on him uniting with Elsie, the slip of a mortal, who unknowingly protects a vital piece of his soul.  Eradicating the demons will be an easier task than combating her sense of guilt and betrayal to gain her acceptance, loyalty, and ultimately her love.  And, he must do this before she plunges a stake in his heart.  One thing is certain; the flames of passion ignite a fire in their shared souls…

Elsie Hayes’ life is shattered after the vicious murder of her husband.  Intent on revenge, she spends her evenings killing creatures others only see in nightmares.  A supernatural event teleports Elsie into a world filled with violence, magic and unexpected lust and love when she is thrust from widow to Fated Mate of the enigmatic vampire king.  Can she lower the protective shield around her heart, giving herself to a vampire whose power is the very reason her life was changed forever?

Excerpt
Elsie woke, drenched in sweat with a scream trapped on her lips and her sheets tangled around her legs. Her sister stirred next to her on the queen-sized mattress. She didn’t want to wake her and shoved a fist into her mouth, stifling the scream from clawing its way out as the images from her nightmare continued to consume her. No matter how long and hard she fought it, the visions and memories refused to leave her. 
 
It always started the same, with her standing on cracked linoleum in the long hall of the group home where Dalton was murdered. She had relived that entire night countless times over the past eighteen months. She squeezed her eyes shut as the images flooded her aching brain for what seemed like the millionth time. An abattoir surrounded her. The walls were sprayed with blood, and there were pools of the crimson liquid congealing on the black-and-white checkerboard floor. She gagged when she saw a lump of bright, red meat on the floor. Flesh. Yellow flags and cones lined the walls and floor, amidst the carnage. Her stomach revolted while her body went numb. 
 
In between heaving, she had whispered a plea for help. No one responded and she fell into a heap on the floor. Mindless of the blood she sat in, she gazed at the sight of her husband lying in a pool of blood, his sightless eyes trained on her. His neck had been torn open and shredded. How long she sat there screaming she didn’t know. But, finally, a police officer escorted her away from his body and out of the house where her nightmare was made worse when she came up against a mass of news media shouting questions about her husband being the latest TwiKill victim. Her world came to a crashing halt that night. At that moment, a huge black hole imploded into an endless ache in her chest. 
 
Now, eighteen months later, that black hole had grown thorns and pierced her heart. The pain forced her to curl into a ball on her bed. She hated how much power the memories had over her. Joining SOVA had been a way to gain some of that power back. Still, she longed to be a normal college student again. You haven’t been normal since you were three years old, she thought wryly.

 

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 About the Authors:
Neither Brenda nor Tami grew up writing stories or dreaming of one day being authors but that changed when they shared a joint dream of creating a world to bring to life the stories of a group of dangerously handsome supernaturals.Brenda is a Southern California girl who grew up in chaos, having ten siblings.  Her mother is a brave, courageous woman who gave birth to a small village of children and has successfully battled advanced stage breast cancer for almost two years.  Her parents did something right and taught Brenda how to persevere and accomplish whatever she set her mind to.  Whether that was completing her bachelors and Masters degrees, or writing books, she is always up for a challenge.Brenda survived the brutal murder of her first husband, John DeCaprio, at the hands of the children he was counseling to go on and help children in similar situations.  Brenda remarried years later and now lives with her husband and their three fun-loving, energetic children.  She loves running, reading, cooking, and Monster Energy drinks.  And, Tami’s margaritas!Tami is a southern girl, born and raised in Georgia. She is married and has two boys, so needless to say, she is surrounded by testosterone. We are trying to bottle Tami’s strength and positive outlook on life.  It has helped her beat breast cancer and she is a proud three-year survivor. She loves reading paranormal romances, running at the lake near her home, watching college football (Go Dawgs!!!), and is always in search of the next best margarita.

Their life journeys led them both to Texas and one another.  They fast became best friends and can always be found together.  Whether it’s lounging by the pool or writing steamy love scenes, they are frequently seen pissing themselves from laughter.  It’s embarrassing, really.  But that’s ok, life is good!

 Here’s my interview with these lovely ladies!
  1. Describe your relationship with a good book.

A good book is like a great love affair. You’d rather be immersed between the pages just like you’d be between the sheets. You put off house work, laundry and anything else just to get to the next chapter. And, the more passion, the better.

  1. When did you first start writing and what was the first thing that you wrote that you were proud of?

If you don’t count college, and trust us, we don’t because those years were too long ago to remember. Dream Warrior was our first endeavor as authors and we are most proud of it. It’s our baby and took us two years and countless revisions to get to the version you can download today. We are immensely proud of the accomplishment and hope you enjoy reading it as much as we have enjoyed writing it.

  1. Please describe your work ethic as an author.

Our work ethic involves laughter, candy and Monster Energy Drinks. We write every day and our routine is the same. It’s like any other job, you’ve got to put the time in. When we have conflicts we take sick leave and make the hours up later in the day. When not writing, we focus on the business aspect of being an Indie author and talking about ideas for future books.

  1. How do you balance your work as an author with the other aspects of your life?

We are married with children and our writing is primarily when they are at school and work. We switch to mom role when they get home and become taxi, swim mom, teacher and nurse. We stuff the job of taking care of the house into every free half hour that we can and if there is a larger pile of dirty laundry or if the toys need to be picked up, that’s okay.

  1. Why did you write this book?

We had many great love affairs with books and would develop stories on our walks to the elementary school in the afternoons. Finally, we decided to write them down. It was amazing how each idea has taken a life of its own. It’s been a blast!

  1. What experiences from your past do you find yourself drawing upon repeatedly for inspiration in your work?

We began Dream Warrior with the inspiration of the murder of Brenda’s first husband, but we really use life as inspiration. We carry an iPad and are constantly telling each other to jot ideas down so we don’t forget. Nothing is held sacred from us and we’ve had all of our friends sign a waiver! Our motto is, ‘it’ll end up in a book’.

  1. What do you hope to accomplish in the next five years, both as an author and in your outside life?

Our goal was to have seven books released in our first year and we will reach that, if not, surpass it. Of course, we’d love to make a best sellers list, but honestly we have so many stories that we still want to share. Once we opened that closet door, the skeletons fell out and just keep coming. Some have been charred by the fire of life and some still have bloody bits of flesh clinging to them, but they all make for juicy stories. Outside life? What’s that?

  1. Since you are a storyteller, please tell one good lie about yourself.

We have to confess that we really aren’t best friends…we’re twin sisters. And, to top it off, we’re vampires. Don’t tell our parents (Zander and Elsie), but Dream Warrior is their story. We grew up hearing the great love story between mom and dad and always thought it romantic. When dad issued a royal decree telling us that he wasn’t supporting us any longer (Apparently, we should be able to earn our keep when we reach one hundred and twenty five. Absurd, right?), we decided to pretend to be humans and publish their story as a way to support ourselves. Writing the love scenes between our parents forced us into therapy, but even with that expense, we are rolling in the money, so we’ve decided to move on and write Uncle Jace and Aunt Cailyn’s story then Uncle Kyran and Aunt Mackendra’s. If mom doesn’t put us in the Zeum dungeons after that, we plan to cover the whole family. Who knew dysfunction was so lucrative? Thanks for joining us on this adventure and we hope you’ll stay tuned for more to come.

 
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