Thursday, April 24, 2014

Tease Me Thursday Week 7 - Into the Darkness

Welcome to week 7 of Tease Me Thursday! When it's not quite Friday, and you're feeling like some fun from your favorite authors and authors you haven't met yet. Come on in, have a seat, and most of all... have fun! For this hop you post 7 paragraphs or 7 sentences or 7 words. It can be from a WIP or something published.
For this week, I thought I’d do something from Into The Darkness. It’s the 2nd in the Bad Boys Club series. Be warned. This is a Dark Desires story. There is a happy ending… of a sort.

Chaus focused on them and breathed deeply. That scent… he had to fight to keep his sapphire eyes from turning a pale, pale blue, the lids rimmed in red. And to make things even better, he realized that scent came from both of them. Oh, how wonderfully decadent. Careful to keep his gaze down, he watched through his lashes as he plotted, taking note that they watched him as they spoke. Hmm, interesting. Is the hunted trying to become the hunter

Chaus listened as they discussed him as if he was nothing more than a thing, and their insensitivity intrigued the beast within him. This just kept getting better and better. Without a doubt they were some of the most morally corrupt humans he’d seen in a while. He allowed a tiny smile to cross his lip. He did so love such depravity, and to find it in these two lovely humans was… promising.

Chaus watched as they turned and walked the stairs that would bring them down to the dance floor, their eyes on him as they stalked him. Well, I’ll be damned, they are. They moved with a predator’s grace -- gliding muscles and focused intent.

He hardened as he watched them stalk closer, amused and more than a little turned on by their audacity. “Yes, yes, that’s right… come to me. Hunt me.”

This was new, and a little exciting. Rarely did his prey try to switch roles and attempt to hunt him. Those that knew what he was wanted his destruction; they weren’t interested in seduction. But these two were on the prowl for another reason, and that reason captured his attention like nothing else in over two hundred years.

Most nonhumans made a point to stay out of his way. The last thing they wanted was to draw his attention. Very few creatures that walked this Earth were as strong as he was, or as… controlling… when it came to his appetites. These two had no idea what they were stalking… but they would, soon enough.

Maybe… maybe he had found what he’d been hunting for -- someone he could take as a mate. Someone who was as dark and soulless as he. The beast inside shifted, threatening to wake. The need to hunt, to claim what might be his, rolled through him, but he fought the beast back. The time wasn’t right.

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Wednesday Briefs - Trouble Comes in Threes chapter 6.2

Welcome to the Wednesday Briefs flash group (click to go to the site). The short stories have a maximum of a 1000 word count plus links at the bottom to the other flashers. If interested in joining us, drop me a line and I'll tell you how. :)

Prompts this week are:
 “Even in death my life sucks." 
“What time did you say it was?”
“I am not eating that.”
“That's a likely excuse.”
“Have you been dating a vampire or what?”
“What are you growling about now?”
“Shut the front door.”
"Color me stupid.”
"Panic first, then what?”
“I don’t just play for the other team, I’m their fucking captain”
“Hit me where the sun don’t shine, baby”
or use a UPS driver in your story
or use: candy, soap, duck
or rub against someone by accident
or have a character running late
or use: gas, cart, soda
or have a character burn dinner.

Just a heads up. Another month and I'm going to pull this. Kirk, Tal, and Dolf will mate first, though. I've written ahead, and I see now this is going to end up being novel length. Getting Kirk mated isn't the main problem Dolf and Tal are going to face. Prejudice against humans will be. Even humans that have been mated to shifters. 

Chapter 6.2

Tal sat on the other side of the bed. “You are Dolf’s mate, that’s correct. And… you are my mate too. You belong to both of us.”

More silence.

“I see.” Kirk blinked, then blinked again. A slightly horrified look crossed his face. “I’m dreaming, aren’t I? I’m still unconscious and laid out there in the snow and ice, right? This is all a hallucination. The whole paranormal thing, mates… I must be freezing to death right this very minute.” Kirk threw his hands out encompassing the room. “And there we go, that explains everything. I’m dying right this very minute.” Kirk dropped his head in his hands. “Even in death my life sucks.”
Tal shot Dolf a concerned look. “Ah, no. You aren’t unconscious and freezing to death, Kirk. This isn’t a hallucination, and paranormal being do exists. You are my mate and Dolf’s. You belong to both of us.”
“I-I…” Kirk’s head snapped up, and he started shaking.
“Kirk? What’s wrong?” Tal frantically bounced on the bed. “Dolf, is he having convulsions? What… what do we do?”
Dolf wrapped his arms around Kirk. “Hold him, Tal. That’s what we do.”
Tal leaned against Kirk’s back. Both he and Dolf snuggled their human close as minutes passed. More minutes bled into half an hour and still they held each other. Dolf had said hold their human, and that’s what he was doing to do. He wasn’t going to let go. Kirk was his, and he refused to let go.
Both he and Dolf gently ran their hand over Kirk, slowly calming him with touch. An eternity passed, but eventually Kirk stopped shaking. They still held the human, rocking in tandem, no one speaking. Instead, a deep rumbling surrounded them, the sound low. Tal breathed deeply, the sound relaxing him.
Dolf was trilling, a peculiar chuffing noise in his throat, that was a feline call to his mate, or in this case, mates. It was something he did when Tal was upset or scared. It calmed him immediately. Bad thing was it made him horny too. Not that having Kirk in his arms wasn’t already sending his desire spiral out of control.
“Tal,” Dolf mumbled softly. “Sweetheart, I can smell you.”
“Sorry,” Tal whispered across Kirk’s shoulder. No doubt his arousal said clearly what was on his mind. “He just smells so good.”
“Smell good?” Kirk snorted suddenly. “Man, are you kidding me? I stink.”
Tal’s nervous laugh echoed in the room.
“Well, someone seems to be feeling better,” Dolf said in response to Kirk’s remark. He leaned back to face Kirk.
“I, ah…” Kirk wiggled until Dolf then Tal released him. “Don’t know if ‘better’ is exactly the right word here. I don’t get this whole mate thing you guys are talking about.”
“A mate is a person who is perfect for us, a cherished life companion. They are our balance—the other half of our souls.”
“You’re talking about soul mates.”
“Basically, yes,” Tal said. “We call them another name.”
“I don’t believe in Fate, or soul mates, or love at first sight.” Kirk scooted back on the bed until his back was against the headboard, and he could face the other two men. “Look, I’ve worked all my life. Couldn’t afford college. Never really dated much, was too busy working. Mostly did the hook-up thing. Then I met someone.”
Dolf growled softly at the mention of another.
“Not long after that, I opened my own business. Of course, opening a business just cost me my partner. I wasn’t spending enough time with him. Imagine that. I’m so broke it isn’t funny. Everything I had went into the business. I’m barely making ends meet, and then my house, and everything in it, just… fell apart. Love? Right. I haven’t had time for love. Anyway, how do you know your mate?”
Tal reached for Dolf’s hand. “We know by a certain smell. It’s the best smell ever. You smell like honeysuckle. This scent also makes us… horny. Very horny. It’s almost unstoppable, that need to mate.” 
Kirk hiked an eyebrow. I-I don’t what to say about scents and stuff, but I do find you both attractive, it’s just… this is a little much to take in. Maybe if we just…” Kirk waved his hands at Dolf and Tal. “We need to take our time and get to know each other.” 

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

My books are half off at ARe for Earth Day!

Hey guys! All my books at ARe are 50% off for Earth Day. This is a great time to buy if you've been looking lol. ;) This is a great time to buy novel length book, let me tell ya.

The sale is for April 22 only. 

Just click on my name and that will take you to my author page. 

Monday, April 21, 2014

Just Another Manic Monday! Welcome Jaye Edgerton - The Winter Lord

Hey guys! Today I have Jaye Edgerton visiting with me! Her new release, The Winter Lord, is due out from Dreamspinner April 23. It's up for pre-order now too.

Also, check her blog for a chance to win a copy! Please make sure to enter on her blog:
I'm going to tell y'all, that cover Anne Cain did is just the best thing I've seen in a while. So go drool over the cover (like I have) and make sure to check the novella out on DsP's Coming Soon page. After reading the blurb, I have to say this is going on my TBR list lol!
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Let me start with an apology: I didn’t mean to start an Unending Winter.
The Winter Lord is about a land that has fallen into an Unending Winter because of a curse placed on its fey ruler. I toyed with it here and there for months, but when I really hunkered down and got to work on it, it was the middle of summer. My beloved old Volvo 240 was acting up, forcing me to take the bus more often than not, and in my Midwest city that meant hauling my laptop and assorted other writing gear around in 90˚+ weather whenever I dared leave my tiny apartment. Therial’s realm was a soothing relief from my everyday life. I submitted the novella to Dreamspinner at the end of August, with the real world’s winter still a few months away, never thinking that it was eerily prescient.
Oh my goodness what a winter! Perhaps a little of the blame could go to a certain queen in a certain movie, but as I sat at my desk going over edits I couldn’t help but wish Erik would hurry up and break Therial’s curse. My apartment is on the ground floor, right on the foundation, and the chill coming up through it forced me to wear big goofy slippers that my ferrets would steal the moment I took them off. One of the local weathermen started building ice sculptures with green screens to do his broadcasts. It seemed like the schools were closed more than they were open. It wouldn’t stop snowing, and it never got warm enough to melt!
But finally, in fits and starts, spring won out. Even though we had a little bit of snow just last week, on Tax Day, this week is all sunny and 60s. Has the curse been broken? Let’s hope so.

When Erik, a human scholar and amateur mage, sets out to find Alfheim, the legendary home of the light-elves, he has nothing to lose. His village suffers under a mysterious Unending Winter, and his lover died in a hunting accident while trying to find food. Erik wants to find a way to end the cold, but he doesn’t expect a beautiful but Winter-cursed fey lord who wants him for his champion—and his bedmate.
Lord Therial is an elemental creature, tied to the land, and the elves of his kingdom revere him like a spoiled but rightful ruler. A spell cast by a rival fey locks him and his little corner of Alfheim into a perpetual Winter that seems connected to the one afflicting Erik’s home. If Erik fails to defeat the enemy, both realms will remain trapped forever.

“Don’t worry. I’m not a harsh master.” Therial sat on the edge of the bed. “But I could use someone like you here. I will give you power, of course. You’re familiar with magic, as much as your kind can be. I can feel it inside you. Accept my pact and I will give you all the power of my frozen little corner of Alfheim.”

Erik closed his eyes. “And what if I decline?”

“You don’t want to do that, my dear handsome Erik. I’d hate for you to die out there in the snow.”

Erik looked up, but Therial’s smile had not faltered with his veiled threat. Would it be so bad, really, giving himself over to this impossibly beautiful creature in return for such power? Erik’s heart ached to think of what Rowan would make of such a bargain, but Rowan was gone, and with him a part of Erik himself. “I’ll accept your offer.”

“I’m so glad to hear it.” The fey leaned forward and placed a frozen hand on Erik’s chest. “I’ll need this, of course.” Tendrils of cold worked their way under Erik’s skin from Therial’s slender fingers, so cold they froze the breath in Erik’s chest, but despite the pain of it, he fought the urge to push Therial away. When Therial lifted his hand away, it held a sapphire the size of a grape. The fey examined it, approval in his cold silver eyes. “Mmm, lovely….”

Erik closed his eyes, suddenly feeling light-headed, empty, and cold. “What is that? What did you take from me?”

Therial tucked the amulet away in a fold of his robe. “It’s your soul. Don’t worry, I’ll keep it safe. I left something of myself in its place to protect you in my domain.”

Before his words had time to sink in, Therial leaned over again and pressed his lips against Erik’s, pushing them open with a tongue that no longer felt deadly cold, merely chill. “Tomorrow, I’ll show you power. For now, I’ll show you pleasure.” Therial laughed. “I always did want my own human.”

Jaye Edgerton lives in Columbus, OH, with three ferrets and a long-suffering best friend-slash-roommate. “Eccentric” is a nice way to put it. In addition to fiction, she writes about geek culture for her local alt-weekly. She likes her fluffy happy romance to be about men and her serious dark fantasy to be about women—she’s contrary that way. Before deciding to take her writing seriously, Jaye spent a cumulative five-and-a-half years working in bookstores, used and otherwise. After that she spent seven years in tech support where she mostly wanted to cry a lot, but the experience encouraged her to chase her dream of being a professional writer instead of just writing dirty vignettes about her Dungeons & Dragons and World of Warcraft characters that she showed to all of two people. She’s much too fond of office supplies, out-of-print sci-fi/fantasy authors, and Transformers.

Social media: thor/show/7769705.Jaye_Edgerton

Sunday, April 20, 2014

Happy Easter and a Giveaway!

Easter falls in the spring, the yearly time of renewal, when the earth renews itself after a long, cold winter. The word Easter comes to us from the Norsemen's Eostur, Eastar, Ostara, and Ostar, and the pagan goddess Eostre, all of which involve the season of the growing sun and new birth. 

The Easter Bunny arose originally as a symbol of fertility, due to the rapid reproduction habits of the hare and rabbit. Many of the families even tell their children that the Easter Hare or Bunny has hidden chocolate eggs and they race to find them round the house or garden. Children in other countries decorate hard-boiled eggs at Easter time by painting or dyeing them.

In some countries such as the United States egg rolling is a popular Easter game. This is usually done with colored eggs. One of the most well known events is held in America on the White House lawn. Children and parents push the eggs along through the grass with wooden spoons.

Where did the colored eggs, cute little bunnies, baby chicks, leg of lamb dinners, and lilies come from? They are all symbols of rebirth and the lamb was a traditional religious sacrifice.

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, lol. That's all well and good! Now for the fun part. I'm doing a giveaway. One person will get to choose from one of the following ebooks:

~The Harvest;Taken
In the year 2050, humanity finds out they are indeed not alone.

Massive space ships appear without warning above the capital cities of all major nations. The planet Tah'Nar is dying. Chemical warfare has reduced the once-intersexed warrior race to sterility. They need fresh DNA in order to reproduce and have an idea for a harvesting program... and so they turn to Earth.

Earth governments negotiate a lottery, and Dale Michael assumes he's safe since he's under the Harvest age limit. How wrong he is. He's illegally harvested and claimed by Tah'Narian starship captain Keyno Shou. From the moment Keyno sees Dale, he knows he must claim the spirited human male for his own. What he doesn’t expect is a spitfire with a mind of his own—and a deadly disease that will require a risky procedure to cure.

                                                                                                         ~Shadows in the Night
When Chip Riley's beloved granny passes away, she leaves him all her money, her land, and a house that needs some tender love and care. She never mentioned the legacy comes with a Native American shifter who intends to claim Chip as his mate.

Jason Sky has lived since buffalo roamed the land. When his totem spirit, a black cougar, saves a little girl, he doesn’t realize that generations later, her grandson will become his mate, leaving him to take on a modern man with modern ideas. But that’s the least of his problems.

Garon, another shifter with a long-held hatred for Jason, plots to kidnap Chip and lure Jason to his death. Soon Chip finds himself in an untenable position between a rock and a hard place. A leap of faith may be the only way to save himself and the man he’s learned to love.

~Wrapped in Leather

To celebrate his decision to take the next step with his boyfriend Ian, Toshi Baylor plans a romantic evening at their favorite steak house. Toshi starts the special weekend with a bang by surprising Ian at home with lunch. There’s a bang all right, but it’s between Ian and another guy.

Jase Taylor’s auto repair shop and the BDSM club, Wrapped Up, keep him busy while he waits for Mr. Right, instead of Mr. Right Now. He’s a Dom, but playing with the club’s submissives isn’t providing the usual stress release. After a day from hell, he deserves a good meal at his favorite steak house.

Toshi and Jase find a mix-up with their reservations: a table for Baylor, not Taylor. When Toshi invites Jase to dine with him, they discover a mutual affection for leather and a shared belief that trust must be earned.

Before they can explore their common interests, Toshi suffers a series of attacks by vandals. Jase’s protective instincts kick in, but both wonder if it can lead to anything permanent.

Contest ends Friday. Please make sure to leave an email addy for me. Since this is an ebooks, it's open to everyone!