Sunday, September 2, 2018

Destiny: A Prequel to Bound by Destiny live at Smashwords




Raiden and Dayo are back in the prequel to Bound by Destiny! Come see what they were like before they were grown. Destiny: A Prequel to Bound by Destiny is out now at Amazon and coming soon to other places!




Blurb:

Raiden Shou knew who his mate was before he took his first breath. Hard to believe? Well, when it comes to these Tah’Narians and their young, nothing is impossible.

Did destiny bring Raiden and Dayo together? Or something else? And does it really matter when the love of a lifetime awaits?

Follow Raiden and Dayo from birth to their mating day. See how their bond evolves as they grow older, how the struggle of being part of the Tah’Narian royal family takes on an unexpected meaning to the young warriors, and how their hopes and dreams cumulate into a future they can’t wait to embrace at long last.



Excerpt

Raiden couldn’t settle. Why were the adults taking so long? How much time could they waste talking about nothing? Szin drifted next to him, once more asleep. Raiden sighed, upset about that too. It concerned Raiden how much smaller Szin was compared to him. He didn’t know what he could do to help or to make sure Szin was better fed, though.
They tumbled together, Szin resting easier when they were close. But Raiden remained awake, chafing at the wait. After what seemed like forever, he heard his dabba suggest they call it a night.
Finally! Now, Dad, hug Chad.
Hopefully his dad caught the gentle nudge he sent mentally. Dad needed to touch Chad, and then maybe Raiden could figure out what the problem with Dayo was. Raiden almost shouted with joy when Dad followed through and hugged Chad.

Fear swamped Raiden as soon as the two men touched. Not only was something wrong, but Chad’s life was in danger. As was Dayo’s. Frantically Raiden reached out to Dad, but he couldn’t get through this time. Dad’s mind was on too many other things.



Saturday, September 1, 2018

Destiny: A Prequel to Bound by Destiny is out now at Amazon




Want to see Raiden and Dayo’s life before Bound by Destiny? Want to see how they were when they were younglings? Destiny: A Prequel to Bound by Destiny is out now at Amazon and coming soon to other places!




Blurb:

Raiden Shou knew who his mate was before he took his first breath. Hard to believe? Well, when it comes to these Tah’Narians and their young, nothing is impossible.

Did destiny bring Raiden and Dayo together? Or something else? And does it really matter when the love of a lifetime awaits?

Follow Raiden and Dayo from birth to their mating day. See how their bond evolves as they grow older, how the struggle of being part of the Tah’Narian royal family takes on an unexpected meaning to the young warriors, and how their hopes and dreams cumulate into a future they can’t wait to embrace at long last.




Excerpt:


“Goodness, Raiden, I swear you’ve grown since I last saw you. Come on in. Dayo’s in his room. I’ll buzz Dale and let him know you’re here.”
“Thanks!”
Excited, Dayo tore out of his room… and promptly collided with Raiden. It was like hitting a force field—no give it all. “Omph!”
Laughing, Raiden grabbed Dayo by the shoulders to keep him from falling. “Sorry.”
Dayo wiggled in Raiden’s arm, trying to get his feet back under him. “Jeez. Look where you’re going.”
Raiden snorted. “You ran into me.”
“Whatever.” He’d learned that term not long ago from his dad, who apparently wasn’t too happy he’d picked it up. Dayo thought it was a great word. “Hey, you wanna go outside?”
Raiden released Dayo, then flicked his ear. “When do I not?”
“Hey!” Dayo pulled at his ear, flashed a fang at Raiden, and huffed. Why did Raiden have to be so much bigger than him? He eyed Raiden’s tail. He’d yank it, like Szin was always doing, but that really made Raiden growl. Maybe later when Raiden wasn’t expecting him to get even.
“Right. Just let me…. Hold on.” Dayo rushed back into his room and searched through the mess on his desk. “There it is!” He grabbed a small communication device his dad always made him carry when Dayo wasn’t at home. He slipped it into his pocket and met Raiden, who leaned against the doorframe. “Let’s go. Just lemme me tell Dad we’re going outside.”
“All right.” Raiden followed Dayo to the main living area, where his dad sat on the couch, speaking on a communicator.
“Hey, Dad, Raiden and I—”
“Hold on a sec, Dale.” Dad glanced at Dayo, his eyes narrowed. “What have I told you about interrupting me when I’m talking to someone?”
Dayo poked his lower lip out. Dale and his dad talked all the time. It wasn’t like they ever said anything important. “Sorry. You said not to.”
“Actually, what I said was to get my attention before you launch into whatever you’re wanting to tell me,” Dad gently corrected. “Which usually includes you doing it at the top of your lungs, but that’s another matter. Anyway, what’s up?”
“Raiden and I wanna to go outside. Okay, thanks! Bye!” Dayo started toward the elevator.
“Hold your horses, youngling. That’s fine, just—hold on, Dayo. What was that, Dale?”
Dayo shifted from foot to foot. Now what? They were just going outside, not leaving the planet. Jeez.
“Yeah, I will.” Dad pinned Dayo with a look. “Dale said to remind you two to stay in the yard. In other words, do not go to the waterfall—which, if you’ll remember, is not part of the yard. Stay close, got it?”
Dayo scowled, his tail thumping on the floor. Why was his dad always embarrassing him in front of his friends? “Daaaaad.”
“Nope.” Dad held up his hand. “Not doing this, and get that look off your face. You either stay around here, or you stay in your room. Or….” Dad paused, a grin crossing his face. “Or I go with you.”
Go with us? “We’ll stay close by!” Dayo screeched, understanding the threat. That’d ruin all their fun. He was tempted to stomp his foot but caught himself. He wasn’t a small youngling  anymore, no matter what his dad thought. When was his dad gonna figure that out? “Promise.”
“Thought so. And if I buzz you, answer me. Be back before dark too,” Dad added.

Tuesday, August 28, 2018

Tuesday Teaser

Okay, since Destiny: A Prequel to Bound By Destiny done and about to be published, I thought I'd start something else.

Some of y'all might remember Darkness Awaits. This was actually the first book I had published, but the publisher went under about six months after the book was released.

For the longest I didn't do anything with it, but I've decided to overhaul it. It was originally written in first person, but I'm changing it to third... which is going to be a nightmare! My writing style has also changed significantly since then too, so I'm trying to put my voice back in it. The original editor pretty much stripped that out, and with me being new, I didn't know any better, so I let it happen.

Live and learn. Believe me when I say that wouldn't happen now. Anyway, I just started on this. As I get into it, I'll probably change some of the plot points too. We'll see how it goes.

LOL, when I wrote this, I thought 30K was soooo long. *snort* How things have changed.



Chapter One


The silky weight of the blindfold might obscure Michael’s vision, but it did nothing to stop the heavy breathing behind him. A chill raced up his back, his muscles tightening because this wasn’t the first time he’d dreamed this and knew what was coming. A sharp pull at his hair jerked his head back, his dream lover kissing the side of his neck. Sharp, pointed teeth nipped along his jugular.

“Fuck,” Michael gasped, shivering at the implied threat from those teeth.

Secured against a broad chest, his mysterious lover lightly ran his hand down the front of Michael’s shirt, torturing his pierced nipple through the thin material before moving on to the next. Michael moaned.

“Don’t move until I tell you,” he whispered.

“W-who are you?”

“The wait is almost over, Michael. Soon we’ll be together. I’ll give you what you need, what you’ve yet to admit you crave.”

The fact his question wasn’t answered, along with the possessiveness, should’ve sent up a million red flags. But instead of scaring him, the words resonated deeply within. Instinct long buried insisted there was nothing to fear, even when rational thought said otherwise. He leaned his head back, his breath stalling out as cool fingers brushed his skin as each shirt button was undone. When the folds parted, Michael tensed.

“Remember to breathe, beautiful.”

Michael exhaled noisily. Who knew breathing was required in a dream? That thought was derailed when the hoops in his nipples were twisted. The sharp, brief pain faded when the touch turned gentle.

“Ah, shit.” Michael clenched his fists. The temptation to explore all that flesh pressed against him was nearly overwhelming. But something warned him he shouldn’t.

The shirt slid off his body, pooling at his feet. Slowly his arms were pulled behind him, and cold, hard metal enclosed his wrists. The loud click startled Michael, and a small tentacle of fear wiggled through the mist of pleasure blanketing his mind.

“Trust me, Michael. I won’t harm you.”

Michael knew that. This was, after all, a dream. Michael whined when a hard cock ground against his ass. Jeez, someone was hung like a jury. Michael’s cock strained against the front of his jeans, wetting his boxers, and quickly becoming uncomfortable.

“Touch me. Please. I need to feel your hands on me.” Michael shook in his lover’s arms.

He wiggled his hips—determined to force the issue since asking wasn’t getting him anywhere—then jumped when several hard slaps rained down on his ass. Heat snaked straight to his cock, making him harder.

His balls pulled up tight to his body, and he groaned. Just a few slaps and he was in jeopardy of coming. It was ridiculous, and thrilling, and so over the top that the shock of being spanked almost outweighed the shock of how much he liked it. How could a simple slap to the ass ignited such a desperate yearning?  

“More. Please, more.”

“Easy, now. We’re going to take this nice and slow. I’m going make you scream when I finally claim you, then I’m going to make you beg for more,” the dream lover hissed in Michael’s ear.

           “Fuck.” Could words alone make a person come?