Tuesday, June 17, 2025

Tuesday Teaser

 


~Teaser from Marked by Moonlight #2 in the Gargoyles of San DeLain


Kayden ate as he joined in on the banter and the sharing of plans for the night. Outside, the storm rolled closer. Raindrops pattered softly against the windows, a quiet counterpoint to the noise and warmth within.

Kayden leaned back, letting the voices wash over him, contentment settling in his bones. Ward’s hand rested on his knee. He could stay like this forever.

Thunder boomed and lightning briefly lit the room. Ward nudged Kayden, pointing out the window to the storm in full display. Kayden nodded, eyes wide. 

“Are you about done with breakfast?”

“Yes, actually. Why?” Kayden asked as he wiped his lips with a napkin.

“Want to watch the storm from the observatory?” Ward asked. 

That did sound totally cool. “Absolutely,” Kayden said. “Are you done?”

“Yes. Let’s clean up and go.”

Another loud thunderclap rattled the windows. Kayden watched as Ward moved with his usual graceful authority, gathering plates and silverware already half-stacked. 

The clatter and clang of dishes created an odd kind of music underneath the noise of the storm. Kayden followed Ward’s lead, scooping up his own cup and dishes and following Ward to where they turned them into the kitchen staff.

They waved to their friends and headed up the stairs. Thunder continued to rumble, the vibrations thrumming through the stone beneath their feet. 

Kayden glanced at Ward, noting how the flickering light cast moving shadows across his mate’s face, making him look mysterious, almost otherworldly.

Ward caught him looking and gave him a grin. “What?”

“Nothing. Just thinking how lucky I am.”

Ward squeezed Kayden’s hand. “Pretty sure I’m the lucky one.”


Monday, June 16, 2025

Monday, June 9, 2025

Pucker Up Monday - Pride Style!

Since Mondays do tend to suck, I thought I'd start the week off right for ya!





      



Tuesday, June 3, 2025

Teaser Tuesday

 


~teaser from Marked by Moonlight, #2 in the Gargoyles of San DeLain


“Good morning,” Ward rasped.

Kayden shivered. That voice sent little sparks of pleasure through him every damn time. So deep and so sexy.

“Good morning.” Kayden reached out and touched one of Ward’s wings. The sensation of static electricity buzzed through Kayden’s fingertips, his power reacting to his mate. 

That never got old, either. Did it hurt? No. Did it make him tingle? Oh yes. 

Ward leaned in, brushing his lips lightly across Kayden’s, a teasing kiss that deepened into something more, leaving Kayden breathless. 

“I’m glad you’re here,” Ward murmured once he ended the kiss.

“Where else would I be?” Kayden grinned up at him. “Besides, you did promise me breakfast.”

Ward chuckled, folding his wings neatly behind him. “Then let us go before the storm gets here.”

They headed down from the roof, the ancient stone stairs echoing with their footsteps. The castle was a maze of corridors and shadowy alcoves, each turn revealing another piece of its old-world charm. 

Rich tapestries hung from the walls, their colors muted by time, while flickering electric sconces cast a warm glow across the stone walls. He lived in a freaking castle. How cool was that?

Kayden loved the ambiance, the weight of history that seeped into every corner. It was so different from the sleek, modern world he’d grown up in. Here, even the air felt alive, charged with the presence of Ward and his clan.

“Do you think it will be a bad one?” Kayden asked as they reached the ground floor, his thoughts turning to the storm once more.

“Probably. Feels like it.” Ward opened a heavy wooden door that led to the dining area. “We haven’t had a good storm in a while.”


Monday, June 2, 2025