Saturday, April 19, 2014

~ Giveaway - 3013: CLAIMED ~

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As one of Earth’s greatest leaders, Commander Jax Spartan lives his life by a strict code. Dedicated and alpha to the core, he is the epitome of what every Elite solider aspires to be. Second-in-command Sullivan Archer rules by his best friend’s side, and together they form an unstoppable force that few are foolish enough to challenge. Jax and Archer have always known they’d share their chosen, but their hearts have already been claimed by the woman they’ve vowed will belong to them.

Alliance scientist Serra Lysander is a genius who has kept the planet safe with her inventions. She’s lived a sheltered life, separated from society by her brilliant mind and her overprotective mother. The only time Serra has truly ever felt accepted is with the two men that will cost her everything…

When danger leads Serra straight into the arms of Jax and Archer, they will do anything to keep her safe, even claiming her despite the fact she is off limits. With the future of the Alliance on the line, will their love and dedication be enough to save them, or will they be too late to stop the growing threat from destroying them all?



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Friday, April 18, 2014

~ Symposium: The Story of Us! ~

Hello Everyone! Welcome to my April Symposium!





This month I thought I’d asked my friends and fellow authors to think back and pick a favorite pairings or couple they have written, and share with everyone what made those characters so special to them. Find out what they had to say! 






LAURIE ROMA: I think every book I’m currently working on or just finished has to be my favorite pairing. Yes, there have been others in the past that have been special to me, but the three characters of 3013: CLAIMED really touched my heart. Commanders Jax Spartan and Sullivan Archer are strong men, but they both demonstrate that a hero can be alpha and dominant, while still being honorable and kind. What makes me love them even more is the way they care for their lover, Serra Lysander. She is a character with quirks, but they don’t see them as flaws. They accept and love her for exactly who she is. Jax, Serra and Archer were fun to create, and I believe that their story shows that true love can overcome whatever obstacles are thrown in anyone’s path. 


As one of Earth’s greatest leaders, Commander Jax Spartan lives his life by a strict code. Dedicated and alpha to the core, he is the epitome of what every Elite solider aspires to be. Second-in-command Sullivan Archer rules by his best friend’s side, and together they form an unstoppable force that few are foolish enough to challenge. Jax and Archer have always known they’d share their chosen, but their hearts have already been claimed by the woman they’ve vowed will belong to them.

Alliance scientist Serra Lysander is a genius who has kept the planet safe with her inventions. She’s lived a sheltered life, separated from society by her brilliant mind and her overprotective mother. The only time Serra has truly ever felt accepted is with the two men that will cost her everything…

When danger leads Serra straight into the arms of Jax and Archer, they will do anything to keep her safe, even claiming her despite the fact she is off limits. With the future of the Alliance on the line, will their love and dedication be enough to save them, or will they be too late to stop the growing threat from destroying them all?

BUY LINKS:
AMAZON     ARe     SMASHWORDS

N.J. WALTERS: It’s a difficult task for any author to pick their favorite pairing/couple from all the books they’ve written. I love all my couples but some do stand out. As most of my readers know, I’m a sucker for the wounded hero. I believe in redemption and second chances. Many of my readers love Katie and Cain from Katie’s Art of Seduction and Tienan and Silence from Embracing Silence. In both cases the men have tortured pasts. They don’t trust easily and it takes very special women to make them open up their hearts. I think my absolute favorite couple may be Laurel Rose and Stefan from Stefan’s Salvation. Stefan is lost and on a path to destruction until he finds the one thing worth fighting for—love. Laurel is scarred by mentally and physically from her past. She’s a courageous and amazing woman, and perfect for vampire Stefan Dalakis.

When this wolf comes knocking, there’s no turning him away. 

When Gwendolyn Jones inherits a Tennessee cabin from a great aunt she never knew, she quits her job and follows her dream to write full time. Meeting a stranger in a local cemetery isn’t a risk she normally takes, but she needs the information on his flash drive for an article she’s writing on werewolves. Later that night, when two honest-to-God werewolves come knocking on her cabin door, they’re definitely not Photoshopped.

Jacque LaForge is on a mission to retrieve a flash drive before it endangers his pack. He never thought he’d find a mate, but the chemistry between him and Gwen is unmistakably off the charts. Now to convince her he’s only trying to protect her from his vengeful former pack—led by his own father.

Gwen’s first instinct to flee only gets her a smashed car and a concussion. She wakes up in a dangerous new world she never thought existed—and in the arms of the one man who stands between her and certain death.

Product Warnings: Contains a sexy werewolf and his small pack of friends, a paranormal writer who really didn’t believe such things existed—until now—and a completely dysfunctional family who are out to kill them both.  


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AMAZON     SAMHAIN     B&N


GABRIELLE EVANS: I have a bad habit of falling in love with all of my characters. They’re friends, family, some are even like my children. To choose just one couple isn’t easy, but I’d have to say Rayne and Dante from Devil Did Grin will always have a special place in my heart. Though they come from the same background, both having grown up in the foster system, now that they’re adults, they’re from completely opposite worlds. International, top-rated male model, Rayne leads a glamorous life. He’s conceited, self-centered, and prideful. Dante, on the other hand, owns a construction company, works long hours, and has the most down-to-earth soul of anyone you’d hope to meet. How these two came together is really beyond me, but their story always makes me smile, because it just shows that love really is blind, and finding the right person can change everything.

Along Came Fate 1: Moonstruck

Rion Cruz has an obligation to protect the pack lands, as well as his fellow packmates. Beyond those responsibilities, however, no one has ever depended on him until Moon came along. Captivated by the pint-size werewolf with the tragic past, he finds being someone’s hero isn’t quite the burden he expected it to be.

No one ever cared about Moon, not his parents and certainly not the staff at the lab who held him captive for years. Spending the majority of his life just trying to survive, he has never really learned how to live, but all of that changes when Rion sweeps into his life.

Moon knows the path to forever won’t be easy. When an unknown danger comes knocking at their door, however, threatening to end his happily-ever-after, he’s prepared to fight tooth and nail to protect his mate—and a future he didn’t even realize he wanted.

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LACEY THORN: My favorite couple from my books is Tah and Abby from Waking the Beast. I've always found it interesting to watch a couple fall in love, and these two do it with abandon. In a way, Abby loved Tah before she ever knew he was real, when he was merely the tale of legend long past. Tah has watched Abby but never felt good enough for her. When they come together, it is with a fiery passion that leaves them caught up in a bond neither was prepared for. Much more than sex, they are joined in a primal mating that awakens more than just the beast inside Tah. They awaken a legend, and their love story is only the beginning. I love Tah and Abby, and look forward to revisiting them in every new Awakening Pride book!


The legend of the Paka Watu...

Ever since she was a young girl, Abby Lane can’t resist the allure of a cat shifter tribe forced to repress their beasts. On a trip to Africa, she discovers a coveted piece of information—the name the pride leader assumed when he left his home—and she traces his lineage to his descendent.

The sleeping lion...

Utah Pearce can't keep his gaze off the woman who slips into the bar every night. Though not his usual type, she brings out the possessive instinct in him, making him battle with himself as he tries to stay away.

Mine...

Abby’s research never prepared her for the reality in front of her. The beast is waking, and Utah is changing in ways both exciting and terrifying. He is possessive and dominant, and when he finally claims her, neither of them will ever be the same.

BUY LINKS:
AMAZON     ARe     RESPLENDENCE     B&N

SUSAN HAYES: I’m sure I won’t be the only one who says that all my couples are my favorite, so choosing one is not easy. If I had to pick one, (and Laurie was pretty firm on that, I even double checked.) I’d say it’s my trio of lovers from 3013: RENEGADE. Nikolai, Colin, and Alayna had so much fire and chemistry that writing them was a joy. As a member of the rebels, Alayna was defiant, brazen, and wanted nothing to do with the men who had claimed her or the Alliance they worked for. The three of them had so much to learn from each other along their journey, and they found their way with a lot of humor as well as passion. I love writing in the 3013 world, and I’m glad that those three were my first story in it. 

Tessa Banks is a cat burglar, in more than once sense of the word. A leopard shifter with a talent for taking what doesn’t belong to her, she braves the wintery cold of a Rocky Mountain resort town in a quest for vengeance. 

Reformed thief and tiger shifter, Doyle Frost, uses his unique talents to steal from the bad guys instead of for them. Known as one of the best, a simple retrieval for a client should’ve been easy, but in the game of chance, things hardly ever go according to plan. 

Plans go off the rails when the two thieves discover that Fate has a twisted sense of timing. Will they be able to keep their hands off each other and stay out of trouble long enough to pull off the heist, or will one of them be left to take the fall while the other takes the prize?


BUY LINKS:
EVERNIGHT     AMAZON     ARe


SIOBHAN MUIR: John "Bronco" Andrews and Lindsey Jarvis, the hero and heroine from Bronco's Rough Ride are my favorite pairing because they have so much strength despite their circumstances. Lindsey has to rescue John from a reverse sex-slave trade and then she must help him through the PTSD he experiences when coming down off the drugs. The development of their relationship really stuck with me as John looked to her for emotional as well as physical rescue. And then Lindsey has the courage to go after him when he leaves to see if he still wants her. I loved her strength to face the unknown. She's just like that in The Navy's Ghost, too. The trust and connection between them just makes me smile.

What happens in Vegas, stays in the heart...

Chief Petty Officer John "Bronco" Andrews only meant to stay one night in Vegas for a little R&R before resuming his duties as a US Navy SEAL in Coronado. But someone slips him a mickey in the bar and he finds himself in Madame LeBeau's sex trade. As the product. Doped up on ketamine to keep him docile, Bronco has no choice but to let it ride.

Detective Lindsey Jarvis has been undercover in LeBeau's sex slave racket for two years and she almost has enough evidence to take it down. Between abduction, prostitution, and murder, she has LeBeau by the short hairs. All she needs is a "product". John is the perfect witness if she can get him out before the drugs shut down his heart. Then she'll be free to start a normal life.

Lindsey doesn't count on her overwhelming attraction for Bronco or her need to see him through detox. But she's a cop in Vegas and he's a Navy SEAL, two lifestyles with too much unpredictability to maintain a relationship. Neither have time for more than one wild rough ride, and what happens in Vegas, stays. Forever.

BUY LINKS:
SMASHWORDS     ARe     AMAZON     B&N


JANA DOWNS: Every once in a while you run into a story that really gets into your blood and touches you in a way that leads you through a wide spectrum of emotions. When I wrote Titus and Regan’s story in Saved by Surrender, I laughed, I cried, and I definitely went on the wild ride of the relationship until I was left with that gooey marshmallowy feeling at the end of it all. They’re one of my favorite couples because their relationship and emotions were such a raw experience for me as a writer. I was truly lost in the story and that is always an awesome experience. 


Regan Adamson has a secret. As beta for the blackfoot pack, the only thing required of him is acting like a Dominant male. In the world of pack, switching is not an option but when he meets the omega, Titus, his resolve to ignore his need for occasional submission is put to the test.

Titus Oswin is on a mission to rescue a kidnapped group of humans. He never expected to meet his mate in the process. An admitted switch, Titus refused in the past to accept a lover who doesn’t Dominate and submit. But Regan is so deep in the submissive closet that Titus isn’t even sure the instant attraction and growing respect between them is enough for him to take a chance on their relationship.

As troubles within and without the pack arise, Regan will have to decide if being with Titus will be his ultimate downfall or if he will be saved by his surrender.

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NIKKA MICHAELS: Big thanks to Laurie for letting me join her today to talk about The Story of Us. :) My favorite couple to write so far has been Ethan and Jamie from In the Raw and In the Fire, co-written with Eileen Griffin coming later this year from Carina Press. On the outside, Ethan Martin is a tattooed loner with an attitude problem whose competitive streak in culinary school is his middle finger to the world. Jamie Lassiter has grown up the perfect son with the perfect family and to whom his momentary jaunt into culinary school is just an experiment. When the two are forced to interact during a class they realize they're both competing for the same scholarship for the same reasons. I loved working on these two with Eileen as both men were fun to write. Ethan’s snarly sarcasm coupled with Jamie’s somewhat sheltered view of the world were challenging but fun.


Dr. Seth Campbell and Carson Randall from ROOM SERVICE return in this short erotic sequel. Separated by their jobs on a daily basis, the partners have to make time for each other when they can. They combine their passion for each other in mini interludes to reconnect with each other and rekindle their connection.

When Seth finds Carson waiting for him in the hotel bar, their attraction and awareness smolders to life. When their already limited time together is interrupted by an important phone call, an impatient Seth takes matters into his own hands. 

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TYMBER DALTON: I think my favorite couple to date is Tony and Shayla in "The Denim Dom." Mostly because there are some real-life scenes in that book pulled nearly verbatim from stuff Sir and I have done. LOL The current version of Tony is very much pulled directly from my own Sir. It was coincidental that when I first wrote about Tony back in "Domme by Default" and "The Reluctant Dom" that He coincidentally resembled Sir. (We didn't know each other back then.) I joke with Him that He didn't really exist before I wrote Him into life. LOL

Sachi Wolowitz overcame horrific tragedy as a teen to rebuild her life, alone. She’s happy working at Many Blessings and teaching her first love, skeet shooting. She’s not looking for love. Especially not with the handsome plumber, or the nameless cutie she bumps into at the grocery store, who both have unusual auras that speak to her soul.

John Evans and Oscar Weinstein have been friends since childhood. Each survived having their heart shredded and are now roommates simply existing. John feels an attraction to Sachi when he replaces her water heater. Oscar recognizes her from the news, but is too nervous to make the first move.

When John’s elderly aunt thinks she’s seeing ghosts, Sachi and her team must investigate to discover if there’s really paranormal activity, or if his beloved aunt is going senile. Will Sachi find the proof she seeks, or get more than she bargained for and take a risk on love with the two hunks?

Tymber's next release,  "Lost Bird" (Coffeeshop Coven 2), will be out 5/2/14 from Siren-BookStrand. Check out the first book of the series, Many Blessings, HERE!


IYANA JENNA: I guess the favorite couple I have written is the guys from my short story, A Boyfriend for Christmas, Oliver and Derek. I like them because of the reason they have to meet. Derek is someone who is sent to be Derek’s boyfriend, literally. Meaning that he is really sent (and dropped through a chimney) to be his boyfriend. No need for introduction or going on a date first, or something like that. Derek is sent from the North Pole, from Santa Claus’ place, by God’s direct order. But his timing is awful. He comes when Oliver is on his lowest point of his life, when he is the most vulnerable. I really love Oliver. He’s so fragile in the situation he’s in and Derek is so caring for him. Love them so much!

Jesse Gray can’t get more unlucky. His roommate left him and he gets kicked out when he can’t afford the rent. Next, the owner of the fast food joint where he works part-time suddenly tells him he no longer works there. Jesse still has a job as a PA on a movie set but the pay will never be enough to afford even the cheapest room in Hollywood. There’s only one place left to stay the night -- in the park.

Trey Miller is the star on a TV series where Jesse works. They bump into each other one night while leaving the set, and Trey thinks Jesse is much too good-looking to only be a PA. When he learns of Jesse’s financial condition, he offers a place to stay at his house. Having no other options, Jesse reluctantly accepts the offer, but what’s the catch?

BUY LINKS:
JMS     AMAZON     ARe     BOOKSTRAND     SMASHWORDS


LETEISHA NEWTON: My absolute favorite pairing to write is sort of hard. I mean, you tend to love your characters, and don’t want to think there are favorites *gasp* But, I can say that writing Rafael, Theana, and Gregori from Conquering Theana became my guilty pleasure. The thing that got me about them was my co-writer and I each took a guy to represent—and then promptly fell in love with the other’s character. We have fighting matches over #TeamGregori or #TeamRafael, and completely want to pulverize Theana for getting both our men! You know you’ve written a good pairing when you wish you were the heroine! Our solution? Make Theana a bit of both of us…that way we could at least have our guys in the book!

Theana, the daughter of the alpha of the Dolphus pack, ran from Seurri when her childhood friend, Camden, laid claim to her as his potential mate. She knew that giving in would only lead to heartache, and she has no interest in having an alpha rule her. But then she comes across Gregori, beta of the Ulric pack, leaders of Seurri City, and her wolf goes haywire. She can’t fight the attraction.

That was enough to deal with, until she met Rafael, the alpha of the Ulric pack, and leader of Seurri City. Suddenly she finds herself fighting attraction to two men who are determined to have her by any means necessary. They claim rights to pack cohesion, a move that would force her to spend a week among their pack, a move that she knows is nothing about Dolphus-Ulric relations but having her. At their mercy she’s forced to face their desires, and her own. The question that looms, will Rafael and Gregori be able to conquer Theana?


BUY LINKS:
EVERNIGHT     AMAZON     AMAZON UK


TAYLOR BROOKS: I fell in love with Matt and Aaron because of their love for one another. They’ve been faced with insurmountable odds, overcome tragedy and even another man, but despite all that they’ve been through one thing remains true. And that is their love. The two of them are forced to work through insecurities, fears and even self loathing as they search for a way to make their new lives mesh together. Because the fact of the matter is, neither of them can live without the other, and they don’t even want to try. They are truly meant to be together. And at all costs they will find a way to make that happen. 

Matt Caynor's whole world turned upside down two years ago when a car accident left his partner, Aaron Mayburn, in a coma. For months he remained vigil by his bedside, hoping for a miracle the doctors told him would never come.

Steve Pierce met Matt three months ago and took an instant liking to him. After a whirlwind romance the two find themselves falling in love and planning for a future together until a phone call comes in from the hospital that changes everything.

When Aaron wakes from his coma, Matt is forced to let go of the man he’s falling in love with to be with the one he thought he’d lost. With each passing day he finds himself walking a tightrope between gratitude and despair, not knowing that he might just be given everything he wants. If only he’s brave enough to take it. 


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Monday, April 14, 2014

~ New Release: 3013: CLAIMED ~


3013: CLAIMED is the third book in the best selling 
Sci-fi/Futuristic/Ménage erotic romance series, set in the year 3013!

This book is very special to me since I fell in love with Commanders Jax Spartan and Sullivan Archer while I wrote 3013: MATED. I knew I wanted them to have a woman who could hold her own against them, and Serra Lysander is strong enough to do just that.

I love characters that are flawed, who bring their own issues into a relationship because it makes them real. With that said, I’d like to think everyone can relate to the characters in my story,  despite the fantastical settings of the 3013 world. Whatever happened in the past or how many obstacles life throws in anyone’s path, everyone deserves love and a chance to find their own happily ever after. Just as I was able to give Jax, Archer and Serra their happy ending, I wish that for all of you. Happy reading, and thank you for joining me on a journey into the future…


As one of Earth’s greatest leaders, Commander Jax Spartan lives his life by a strict code. Dedicated and alpha to the core, he is the epitome of what every Elite solider aspires to be. Second-in-command Sullivan Archer rules by his best friend’s side, and together they form an unstoppable force that few are foolish enough to challenge. Jax and Archer have always known they’d share their chosen, but their hearts have already been claimed by the woman they’ve vowed will belong to them.

Alliance scientist Serra Lysander is a genius who has kept the planet safe with her inventions. She’s lived a sheltered life, separated from society by her brilliant mind and her overprotective mother. The only time Serra has truly ever felt accepted is with the two men that will cost her everything…

When danger leads Serra straight into the arms of Jax and Archer, they will do anything to keep her safe, even claiming her despite the fact she is off limits. With the future of the Alliance on the line, will their love and dedication be enough to save them, or will they be too late to stop the growing threat from destroying them all?

STORY EXCERPT

Regent Spartan’s eyes narrowed. “Who have you called in?”
“Director Stryker and Ambassador V’Dir.”
With a satisfied nod, Regent Spartan said, “They are the best. If she’s innocent, they’ll clear her. The information we have is that the sale for the new stealth technology is set to be held on New Vega in a few weeks. Serra Lysander is booked on a private shuttle for New Vega before the deadline. That is highly suspicious. Even you have to admit that.”
“And why is she back on Earth now?” Regent Marks asked. “She hardly ever comes back on planet, so why has she decided to come check out the drones we’re testing the stealth tech on? We aren’t set to add it to the fleet for another three months, so why is she here now? She arrived here in the Capital. If she is here to examine her creation, why didn’t she arrive in Light City where the testing site is? We need to know what the hell she is trying to hide!”
Jax stared at the regents, knowing the older men saw the hard edge that gleamed from his own eyes. “Archer,” he snapped.
Knowing what Jax was asking for, Archer stepped forward. “Serra Lysander comes back to Earth every year for a two week period this time a year so she can attend the Freedom Day Gala. She’d never fly into Light City unless she has to, because that is where her fathers are stationed. Since they’re more interested in spending their free time with their mistress instead of seeing their daughter, Serra doesn’t bother with them. Tania Lysander-Dobbs is sure to stay clear of Earth if Serra is going to be anywhere near her fathers.”
“Why would Serra have handed the technology over to the Alliance if she just wanted to sell it?” Jax asked. “If you’ve looked at her accounts, you know she doesn’t care about credits. She hardly spends anything, and has more than she could spend in a lifetime anyways. All her time is focused on work.”
“Still, that doesn’t explain about the timing of the sale,” Regent Marks argued.
Jax turned to glare at the regent. “It’s not her, and you’re wasting time thinking it is.”
Regent Spartan sighed. “Jax, we are doing what we have to in order to protect the Alliance. Hell, to protect Earth. This new stealth program Serra has created far surpasses everything we have to date. Christ, even our systems can’t pick it up on scans. Can you imagine what would happen if one of our enemies had that tech? They could get within range to destroy our shields before we even knew they were there. There is too much at stake for us to simply let her go because you believe her.”
“Our people are working on a system to detect the stealth mode, but they’ve hit a wall and can’t figure out how to do it.” The irritation in Regent Mark’s voice was clear. “We have to figure out who is selling our tech and track the buyer so we can shut it down from that end. We need information, and that woman is the key!”
The grin that crossed Archer’s face was anything but amused. His amber eyes had a dangerous gleam to them that warned everyone in the room that he wasn’t a man to cross. “We’ll figure out who is behind this. Believe me.” He jerked his head toward the door. “Jax.”
Jax nodded then pulled the door open, striding out into the hallway. The two regents scurried out of the room after them, their protests falling on deaf ears. Jax simply glared at the soldier standing guard in front of the closed door to the interrogation room and watched with satisfaction as the poor man shifted to the side with a hunch of his shoulders as if trying to escape notice.
“Jax! Stop ignoring me. You can’t go in there,” his father growled.
“Watch me.”
“Damn it, have some sense! You have no authority in this!”
“Oh, but I will. Anything that has to do with Serra is our business, and therefore gives us the authority to act on her behalf.” Jax’s smile was feral. “She belongs to us. Consider her claimed.”

ADULT EXCERPT

Serra sucked in a harsh breath as she admired his strong, beautiful body. He was like sculpted marble, all hard muscle and sinew covered with golden flesh. She loved the hard contours of his body, and the large cock that jutted out proudly from between his thighs.
She was fascinated by the differences between their bodies, and wanted to look at him, up close and personal. He reminded her of a large jungle cat, and she was mesmerized by the way his muscles moved as he stalked forward. Lust mixed with curiosity when he sat down right in front of her. She drank him in, studying the rigid shaft that had filled and risen so it slapped against his hard abs.
Positioning herself between his legs, she hesitated before she set her hands down on his hard thighs. The solid muscle beneath her fingers flexed as she slid her hands up slowly. Tearing her gaze away from his straining flesh, she looked up into his eyes, needing to ask him for what she wanted. As if he knew she was holding back, he frowned at her.
“What do you want, Serra? Ask me and it’s yours.”
“I…I want to study you. Is that bad?”
“Go ahead, baby. But I have to warn you, I’m already riding the edge. It won’t take much to push me over. I want you too much, and having you stare at my dick isn’t helping.”
She looked back down at his hard flesh and saw his shaft jerk under her gaze. “It seems to like the attention,” she murmured.
He choked back a laugh. “You are going to be the death of me, woman.”
She glanced back up at him and smiled, knowing he could see the emotions swirling in her eyes. “No, Jax. I’m going to be your life, as you will be mine.”
“Serra,” Jax growled low in his throat. “Finish your inspection before I take you right here on the damn floor.”
Hearing the strain in his voice, she decided to stop stalling and get on with her experiment. She knew he was holding onto his control by a thin thread from the tension all but radiating from him. Looking at him like this was an experience unlike any other she’d ever had. She wasn’t just a scientist studying a subject. She was a woman learning her lover’s body.
Serra had often heard other women talking about their sex partners. She’d heard men’s penises often described as being odd looking, or even strange and ugly. Now, seeing Jax with her own eyes, Serra knew they were wrong.
Jax was beautiful…every single inch of him.
His hard cock was large and thick, with heavy veins pulsing under the skin of the shaft. The mushroomed head looked soft, almost supple, and she was utterly enthralled as a drop of liquid appeared at the tip from the tiny hole at the end. Pre-cum. She knew what it was, but had never seen it before.
And she wanted to taste it…taste him.
Jax leaned back on his hands, letting his head fall back as he let her do her thing. It was a kind of torture. To sit there patiently and let her study him, when all he wanted to do was throw her on the ground and pound himself into her until he got rid of the damn hard-on he’d been packing for days. He knew about her need to understand everything around her, and he struggled to give her that. Jax not only wanted her to be comfortable with his body, he also wanted her to be able to ask him for anything she needed.
It had been difficult for him to leave her earlier, allowing her time with Archer so she wouldn’t feel overwhelmed or unsure about their commitment to caring for her. He’d seen too many other bonding units run into issues if both men claimed a woman together the first time they introduced her to the pleasures they could give her, and he didn’t want that for Serra. Stepping back had been hard as hell, but he hadn’t been lying when he said he would do anything for her.
Shit, he’d kill for her…waiting a few hours to fuck the hell out of her wasn’t even in his top ten list of difficult tasks he’d do for her. He let his mind drift as he closed his eyes, trying to relax, but they popped back open as he let out a hoarse shout when he felt her tongue lap at the pre-cum dripping from the head of his cock.
Holy galactic sonic boom, she really was trying to fucking kill him!
Serra hummed in her throat as the taste of him exploded on her tongue. His flavor was rich, almost earthy, salty with a hint of sweetness she hadn’t expected. She was encouraged by his throaty growl, and engulfed the head of his cock into her mouth, sucking lightly on the spongy head as she swirled her tongue around it to collect another pulse of pre-cum.
“Sweet God, baby! Fuck, that’s good. Suck it. Suck my cock for me.”




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Monday, April 7, 2014

~ Guest: Susan Hayes - Tiger Trap ~


Shifters are seriously sexy. They represent our wild side, that primal, animalistic streak inside us all where the rules of polite society give way to instinct and attitude. 

Tiger Trap is the first of the Finders Keepers series, telling the stories of men and women who live on the edge of society, working in the grey zone where the rules of men blur and blend with the laws of survival. 

The first law of their world: protect their secrets at all costs. The second law is even simpler. What they find, they keep, especially when it comes to their mates.

Tessa Banks is a cat burglar, in more than once sense of the word. A leopard shifter with a talent for taking what doesn’t belong to her, she braves the wintery cold of a Rocky Mountain resort town in a quest for vengeance. 

Reformed thief and tiger shifter, Doyle Frost, uses his unique talents to steal from the bad guys instead of for them. Known as one of the best, a simple retrieval for a client should’ve been easy, but in the game of chance, things hardly ever go according to plan. 

Plans go off the rails when the two thieves discover that Fate has a twisted sense of timing. Will they be able to keep their hands off each other and stay out of trouble long enough to pull off the heist, or will one of them be left to take the fall while the other takes the prize?

Excerpt:


The first whiff of her scent hit him as he left the treeline. Doyle’s stride lengthened, going from an effortless lope to a sprint as he chased that elusive fragrance right up to the door of the estate.

Mate.

Of all the times to find his mate, it had to be now? Doyle raised his muzzle to the falling snow and snarled in frustration. Somewhere in that house was his mate, and the Monet he’d been sent to retrieve. For the first time in his career, Doyle was going off target. Nothing would stop him from finding his mate. Nothing, and no one.

He wanted to charge in, to seek her out and claim her. His mate’s scent was rich, tantalizing enough to cloud his human mind and allow his tiger to dominate. It was only by sheer will that he reined the beast in, reminding it that there were still security measures in place. He had to speak to the wolves, get them to deactivate the barriers so he could find his mate.

He shifted to human and the bitter chill helped him focus. Made him more human, but even then Doyle could feel the beast pacing just beneath the surface of his mind. In this form his sense of smell was lessened, but he could still taste her perfume lingering on the air. His cock surged to life despite the cold, hard enough he could have battered the door with it. Not that he needed to. Someone had left the goddamned door open. Doyle tore open the pack, the biting cold numbing his fingers and slowing him down as he fumbled for the Bluetooth style earpiece. He got it into his ear at last and flicked it on with a shaking hand.

“I’m here. Deactivate everything, right fucking now!” he snarled, the tiger coming through in every word he uttered. His mate’s scent was everywhere. He needed to find her. Fuck her. Claim her for his own.

“Calm down, dude. We’re on it,” one of them replied, he couldn’t tell which one.

“You don’t understand. My mate. She’s here. Now. I have to find her.” Doyle was hauling clothing out of the pack as he spoke, dressing as quickly as he could in the black jogging pants and T-shirt that he found inside.

“Holy fuck. Did you say your mate is there?”

“Did I stutter, pup? She’s here. Now get me the fuck inside.”

“Uh, yeah. About that. Someone’s already deactivated the sensors from the main panel.”

Fuck. So either his mate was another thief, or she was involved with the owner. After more than a hundred years, the gods had picked a hell of a day to go screwing with not only his sex life, but his career. He stamped his feet into the cheap shoes he’d found at the bottom of the bag and sprinted into the house. His mate’s scent was stronger here, saturating the air and showing him the way.

Doyle took the stairs two at a time, then three, ignoring the twins’ questions as he tore through the ornately decorated house. He hit the landing at the top of the stairs and followed the alluring fragrance of his woman down the long corridor, fighting to keep his tiger in check with every step he took. He wanted to know her name and her taste. What she would sound like when she laughed? When she cried out his name in pleasure? He wanted to know everything about the woman he’d never expected to find. Above all else, though, he wanted to feel her body beneath his as he took her and claimed her for his own.

Barely slowing, he passed the doorway to what his intel indicated would be the main display area for Christophe Heinz’s collection of stolen goods. Normally, Doyle would have paused to reflect on the beauty all around him, but not this time. This time he only had eyes for the captivating creature who was staring at him from the far side of the room.

Fucking hell, she was gorgeous. Petite and curvy, with a tumbling mane of golden blonde hair that framed her face and set off the startling green of her eyes. Eyes that were currently wide with shock.

Mate.

The word bounced around the inside of his skull as lust seared his veins. He snarled, baring his fangs. She curled her lip in answer, her eyes widening as her nostrils flared and understanding dawned in those beautiful eyes. “No!”

Well, that wasn’t a word Doyle heard very often.

His beautiful mate hurriedly crammed something into a bag and set it down by her feet. A quick scan of the walls showed him exactly what was in the bag, one of a series of paintings of water lilies. His mate was a thief, and she was stealing the same damned thing he was here to retrieve.

As far as he was concerned, there was only one possible explanation for this state of affairs. Fate was a fickle bitch with a wicked sense of humor. 

“My name is Doyle Frost, and I believe you have two things that belong to me, love.” His brogue was back, proof that his control was slipping, badly.

“And what might that be?” she asked, her voice somehow managing to be both sensual and full of challenge at the same time.

“Well, for one thing, that’s my client’s painting you have in your bag. I’ll be having it back, if you don’t mind.”

Her eyes darkened and she shook her head in denial. “It’s mine. You can’t have it. Not the painting, and not anything else you might be thinking to claim.”

“Is that so?” he challenged and prowled across the room, doing his best to ignore the steel rod that had replaced his cock and the demanding roar of his tiger who wanted nothing but to take what was his.

She held her ground until he was only two feet in front of her, but then her gaze lowered to his very obvious erection and she took a step back. “No.”

“You keep saying that word as if it’s going to change anything, my beauty. It won’t.” He lunged for her, grabbing her and hauling her roughly into his arms. He couldn’t wait any longer.

“You’re mine.”


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Monday, March 31, 2014

~ Guest: Zayne Michaels - Games We Play ~

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GAMES WE PLAY
Entering the small bar on the side of the highway, Remy didn’t harbor high expectations for the night, not until he notices the most gorgeous man in the place checking him out from across the room. Casual hookups in dark alleys aren’t his style, but he knows he’d be a fool to pass up such an opportunity.
From the moment the blond beauty stepped into the room, Colt had to have him, even if just for the night. Their parking lot tryst gets off to a sizzling start, especially when Colt realizes the barfly enjoys a firmer hand. It’s just a one night stand, though. What does it matter if he can’t remember the man’s name?
Unfortunately for him, it matters a lot to Remy, and Colt’s one-time fling is about to become much more than he expected.

EXCERPT
Unfortunately, before he could reach the door, his toe caught on the leg of a barstool, and he stumbled a couple of steps before finding his balance. If that hadn’t been embarrassing enough, his misstep didn’t go unnoticed, either. Before he could make his getaway, the man he’d been drooling over for half an hour appeared in front of him, smirking as though he knew a secret but wouldn’t share.
“Whoa, easy.” He placed his massive hand in the center of Remy’s chest to stop him. “Do you have a ride? ’Cause I think you’ve had a little too much to drink.”
“No, I’m fine. I only had a beer, half a second one, and some foo-foo drink.” His heart beat too fast, and he felt a little lightheaded, but it didn’t have anything to do with the alcohol he’d consumed. “I’m okay, really. Thank you.”
“Maybe I should drive you home, just in case.”
“No, no, thank you.” He tried to sidestep, but the guy moved with him, cutting off his exit. “I promise I’m not drunk.”
“I believe you.” The cocky grin that stretched his lips only made Remy’s heart beat faster and his dick throb to the point of pain. “Maybe I just wanted to get you on your knees in the back of my truck.”
His eyes rounded, and the air whooshed out of his lungs in a sharp gasp. “I…I…” Remy didn’t know what to say, so he snapped his lips closed to stop his stammering.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” Stepping closer, crowding against him, the guy insinuated a hand between them and cupped Remy’s erection through his jeans. “I’ll take this as a firm yes.”
Remy’s heart crawled up into his throat, cutting off any reply he might have offered. Those deep, dark eyes mesmerized him, holding him captive to his own lust. Still unable to form intelligible words, he licked his lips and nodded toward the exit. He didn’t typically engage in one night stands or clandestine encounters in the back alley, and while they’d flirted some, he honestly hadn’t thought the guy was that interested.
Opportunities like this didn’t present themselves often, though, not in Remy’s experience, and he’d be an idiot to pretend he didn’t want it. So he said nothing as he was led by the elbow to the exit.
“I…” he croaked. Then he cleared his throat and added some bass to his voice in an attempt to sound more confident than he felt. “I still don’t know your name.”
“Does it matter?”
Remy shrugged. “I guess not.” He’d likely never see the guy again, so no, it didn’t really matter.
Neither of them spoke again as they hurried across the litter-strewn asphalt to the shadowy recess in the back corner of the parking lot. Approaching the jacked up Ford 4x4, his mysterious bar hookup swung him around, pushing him roughly against the side of the truck and pinning him in place with his muscled body.
Large, callused hands slid beneath the hem of his shirt and scraped along the expanse of his stomach to the waistband of his jeans. “Colton,” the guy growled in his ear. “You can call me Colt.” Then his mouth crashed down on Remy’s with heat and hunger.
Remy’s body lit up like the Las Vegas strip, and he opened readily, allowing Colt to thrust his tongue between his parted lips. The man didn’t just kiss, he consumed, and each confident stroke of his tongue over Remy’s felt like a promise of things to come. When the top button of his jeans popped open and Colt reached inside the denim to grasp Remy’s rigid cock, his world tilted on its axis and started to spin.
“I’ve never done anything like this.”
“It’s easy,” Colt teased. “I’ll show you.”
“I meant hooking up in a parking lot.”
“I know.” He scraped his teeth down the side of Remy’s neck and licked a wet path back up to his earlobe. “You talk too much.”
In the next heartbeat, Remy found himself pushed to his knees on the hard asphalt, staring up at Colt while his heart pounded painfully against his sternum. Though he anticipated what would happen next, the hard set of Colt’s jaw and the dominance in his stance still sent a ripple of electricity down his spine.



Zayne Michaels is a small-town girl who grew up and ran off to the big city. She currently resides in the Midwest where she spends her days dreaming up dark, sexy adventures in between soccer games and the never-ending pile of laundry.

Zayne's fascination with old and discarded treasures has always been a source of inspiration for her tales. From antique clocks to old, dilapidated houses, her imagination turns to the what ifs and what used to bes. 

Maybe this love for the abandoned is why she is a firm advocate of second chances, or perhaps she's just a little crazy. Whatever the reason, Zayne believes everyone chooses their own path, creates their own destiny, and is the author of their own story.