Pucker Up Monday

 

It's not what you think. Since Mondays do tend to suck, I thought I'd start the week off right for ya.

Here’s the release schedule for the rest of the year:

October 1: Spooks & Specters, San DeLain Volume 1

October 21: Bad Boys Club release (More coming on this. It is also a second edition)

November 1: The Harvest Collection Volume 1

December 1: Beyond the Darkness, #3 in the Dragons of San DeLain

Spooks & Specters is the San DeLain anthology with all the fics that were posted on Patreon first.

The Bad Boys Club is a rerelease that was originally put out through eXtasy a long time ago. It is definitely a dark paranormal romance. It's very fitting for Halloween, I think. I will be posting all three of those short stories on Patreon before the release on the 21st.

The Harvest Collection is also fics that were shown on Patreon first.

And finally, Beyond the Darkness, #3 and the end of the Dragons of San DeLain

I've started on the Gargoyles of San DeLain. And I think that's everything. There will be a Harvest Volume 2 and a San DeLain Volume 2 next year. Good Lord, I can't believe I'm talking about next year lol. Plus the three gargoyle books. After that, we'll have to see. 

~M

Spooks & Specters, A San DeLain Short Story Collection Vol 1 teaser

Preorder link: https://www.amazon.com/Spooks-Specters-DeLain-Short-Collection-ebook/dp/B0DFMM8RTJ

Blurb: Dive into the world of San DeLain where monstrous hearts beat with tender longing. Embark on a journey through the realms of magic, friendship, and love in this paranormal romance anthology. From dragons and daemons to werewolves and vampires, these ten enchanting tales promise unexpected encounters that defy the ordinary.

This is Volume I of the San DeLain Short Story Collection. It is an introduction to the world of San Delain told through the eyes of a diverse cast of characters who are more than they appear to be.

 

Teaser #1 from Along Came a Spider

 

“Let the games begin.”

It took almost a solid hour of driving to get to the part of the city Isadora wanted, and she exited the interstate. For the last several miles, the appearance of this section of town had been steadily declining. Crumbling buildings, their walls covered in garish graffiti, loomed overhead. Boarded up storefronts lined the streets.

The scent of decay and neglect hung heavy in the air, as trash littered the sidewalks and spilled out onto the road. A fog of desperation surrounded the place. She almost, almost, felt sorry for what she was going to do that night, but she had to eat just like anyone else. At least she tried to avoid innocents.

Three young men circled her vehicle. Isadora guessed them to be gang members in their early twenties. When the banger tapped on her window, she shook her head. Grinning, he tried to open her door. 

This motherfucker. So cocky. So enjoying what he thinks is my terror.

While he was doing that, another one slowly climbed onto her hood. Isadora had to fight a scowl. He had better not dent her damn hood. She turned wide eyes to him. 

He waved at her.

Asshole.

The third banger tried the back passenger door, and Isadora jerked her head around to stare at him. He pointed at the door like he thought she was stupid enough to unlock it for him.

They’re enjoying this. I’ll remember that.

“Leave me alone!” Isadora cried instead. “I called the police. They’re on their way.”

The banger by the passenger door snorted.

“Yo, ya shouldn’t be down here either. Sucks to be you.” The one on her hood smirked, then made kissy sounds at her.

No, it’s actually going to suck to be you.

A dark hunger swept through her and for a second, just a split second, the fake mask of terror she wore slipped. Her vision sharpened, which meant her true nature had peeked through her eyes.

 

 

Teaser Tuesday

 

From Beyond the Darkness

THE PHONE’S screen lit up the dark room, casting eerie shadows on the walls. Its incessant ringing pierced the silence, causing Connie to bolt upright, wide awake. 

“Hello?”

Connie turned to stare at Hudson who had his cell phone plastered to his ear, his face bathed in the blue light of the screen. 

With his keen hearing, he could hear the sound of alarms and screams that nearly overrode the fear in Kage’s voice on the other end of the line as he spoke to Hudson.

“When?” Hudson demanded, his face twisted in concern as he spoke into the phone. 

The moonlight from the window cast a shadow along his jawline, creating an intense silhouette. His hand gripped the phone tightly, his knuckles white with tension.

Kit slowly set up in bed, also staring at Hudson. 

Connie closed his eyes, brow furrowed in concentration as he strained to listen to Kage’s frantic voice on the phone.

Box truck parked outside of the Dominion that was full of explosives. It was detonated. Essentially four or more city blocks were destroyed. There’s burning debris, rubble, metal, stone and everything in between. Embers is a mess, as is half the front of the building!

“Mother of all,” Kit whispered.

Pucker Up Monday

It's not what you think. Since Mondays do tend to suck, I thought I'd start the week off right for ya.

Thursday Book Recommendation

 

These are books I’ve read and really enjoyed. Most of what I talk about will probably be paranormal/scifi but not always. Although it’s rare, I do read some contemporary. 

This week is: How to Flirt with a Hellhound (Hellhounds of Paradise Falls Book 1) by Shannon Mae

Blurb: 

Toby

Maybe I have an overactive imagination, but the hot guy next door totally gives off serial killer vibes. Why else would he know how long it takes to bleed out from a wound? Yeah, ok, so I asked, but it was research. Being an author definitely makes for some odd questions (someone had better clear my browser history when I die, that’s all I’m saying). It’s not like I’m stalking my hot neighbor or anything—there’s nothing wrong with watching him out my window. Although I might have my own stalker (and not the cute harmless kind), which is kind of terrifying. Even if he isn’t a serial killer, maybe my seriously sexy neighbor whose eyes seem to glow red (a trick of the light, I’m sure) can help me out.

Dexter

How do you tell your cute neighbor that cutting off fingers probably won’t cause a victim to bleed out? I don’t know if trying out Toby’s writing ideas is a good method of flirting, but there’s just something about him that calls to my hellhound. He’s adorable, awkward, and all kinds of clueless. He brings out my protective instincts, and I find myself wanting to please him, even if that means figuring out some of the answers to his rather bloodthirsty questions. When I find out Toby might actually be in danger, nothing will stop my hellhound from protecting him. He’s mine, even if he doesn’t know it, and I’ll tear apart anyone who even thinks of hurting him.

Tags: Socially awkward writer and serial killer(ish) hellhound fall in love; talking about dismemberment totally counts as flirting, right?; there’s death and maiming, but only of really bad people; Dex would literally burn the world down for those he cares about; Toby is adorably clueless; hellhounds have tails, and they know how to use them.

Amazon link:  https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0D5WRPVBV

Teaser Tuesday

THE DRIVE to San DeLain was insane like normal, but they made decent time considering it was a Saturday. Hudson tried to give his business to paranormal-owned shops, but there were still some places they visited that were human-owned. 

As they walked into the first store on their list, a human-owned bedding boutique, Hudson immediately regretted his decision. 

The salesclerk behind the counter, a young woman with perfectly styled hair and an air of superiority, glanced at Kit, giving him a once-over. She raised an eyebrow in disapproval at how he was dressed before turning her attention back to her phone. 

Hudson was getting ready to usher his mates back out the door when calamity struck.

The salesclerk spoke up, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “Can I help you people find something?”

Hudson gritted his teeth and forced a polite smile. “We’re shopping for custom-made Egyptian sheets.”

She rolled her eyes. “Well, you won’t find anything like that here.” She gave Kit another pointed look before turning back to her phone.

“Girlfriend, you have no idea the mistake you just made,” Kit said. 

Pucker Up Monday

 It's not what you think. Since Mondays do tend to suck, I thought I'd start the week off right for ya.

Thursday Book Recommendation

 

These are books I’ve read and really enjoyed. Most of what I talk about will probably be paranormal/scifi but not always. Although it’s rare, I do read some contemporary. 

This week is: Leave Me Broken by Ki Brightly, M.D. Gregory 

 

Blurb: 

The Ruined Man

Reed Olsson made an unforgivable mistake. He stole from the Killough Company and as a result suffers severe consequences. He’s tortured within an inch of his life, and he expects death, but instead he’s given a second chance. The only downside is that he’s handed over to Oisín, a twisted thief with a death wish. Now Reed has a chance to escape, but to do that, he must bide his time and play the game.

The Flirty Thief

Oisín Kelly can’t stand boredom. He lives on the edge of danger every day and it’s always difficult to find a man who can keep up, but then he sees Reed under the torturous hand of a Company man. Oisín wants him. Reed’s a beast, one that keeps Oisínon his toes, and he’s fun . . . for now.

Clash of Wills

Their relationship is push and pull, and neither expects the satisfying thrill of being around each other. Reed has been burned too many times, and Oisín expects Reed to falter under his chaotic demands. Instead, they find a comfortable balance that makes them both question what they have. When Oisín drags Reed out on an assignment as his backup, it’ll be the ultimate test. Will Reed run or will he stay to fight alongside Oisín?

Leave Me Broken is a standalone book in the New Gothenburg universe that is full of dark twists and turns.

Amazon link: https://www.amazon.com/Leave-Me-Broken-Ki-Brightly-ebook/dp/B0D2YKW9ZL

Teaser Tuesday

 

Hudson held out his hand. “Welcome to the San DeLain Fire Court territory. I’m Hudson Redmond.”

Kayden shook Hudson’s hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Your Majesty. Thank you for allowing my crew and me onto your territory. I’ve reviewed your rules with my men and women too.”

“Excellent, I appreciate that.” Hudson released Kayden’s hand. “May I introduce Sir Conrad Turner, my Right Hand, and my mate. If you should have questions or run into a problem and cannot get in touch with me? Well, Connie speaks for me.”

“That’s good to know,” Kayden said, holding out his hand to Connie. “Your king has already given me your cell phone number, Sir Conrad. It’s nice to meet you.”

“It’s nice to meet you too,” Connie said, shaking Kayden’s hand. 

“I would also like to introduce you to Kit Meadows, who is also my mate, as well as Connie’s.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you too,” Kayden said, once again holding out his hand. “I had heard through the grapevine that his Majesty and Right Hand had mated a human. Congratulations to the three of you.” 

Pucker Up Monday

It's not what you think. Since Mondays do tend to suck, I thought I'd start the week off right for ya.

Artwork by Wallflower Designs

 

Hudson

Connie

Kit

Thursday Book Recommendation

 

These are books I’ve read and really enjoyed. Most of what I talk about will probably be paranormal/scifi but not always. Although it’s rare, I do read some contemporary.

This week is: Unnatural (The Wrong Alpha Book 1) by Alessandra Hazard

Blurb:

A planet at war. Two alphas forced into a political marriage. Attraction that defies all reason and logic… Or does it?

The Kingdom of Pelugia and the Republic of Kadar have been at war for decades. Peace isn’t popular, but the planet can’t survive without it.

Forced to marry an enemy prince for the sake of peace, Senator Royce Cleghorn doesn’t like his husband, his alpha scent, or his damned pretty blue eyes. More than anything, Royce hates what Haydn makes him become: a primitive alpha cliché who’ll do anything to mark his territory, even if that territory is his alpha husband. Royce likes omegas; he isn’t into alphas, no matter how pretty their eyes are. It’s just a weird territorial instinct. It has to be.

Prince Haydn has always tried to be the perfect alpha his father wants him to be. He’s the heir to the throne. He’s a war general. He isn’t supposed to bare his throat to an enemy alpha—and it isn’t supposed to feel so good. Everyone knows a marriage between two alphas is a recipe for disaster. He isn’t supposed to crave his husband—their marriage is just a political arrangement, nothing more.

But when disaster strikes and loyalties are tested, which bond will be the strongest: their marriage, or their allegiances?

This MM romance is set in an omegaverse world similar to contemporary Earth, and it contains mating cycles, two men obsessed with each other, and a happily ever after. While mpreg exists in this world, it's only mentioned and doesn't appear on-page.

 

Amazon link: https://www.amazon.com/Unnatural-Wrong-Alpha-Book-1-ebook/dp/B08FX3656C?

 

~Meet Kayden, someone who'll figure prominently in the Gargoyles of San DeLain series! Hint, hint lol.

JUST AS they finished breakfast, Hudson got a text informing him Kayden was on his way to the main house. Kayden Lancaster owned Lancaster Construction Company and was well-known and well-liked in the paranormal world. 

While Kayden wasn’t considered a paranormal—but neither was he fully human—he did have telekinetic powers, which meant he had the ability to move objects using the power of his mind. 

That was putting it simply, Hudson was aware.

Kayden could manipulate matter with his minds, allowing him to touch, hold, move, and otherwise interact with a target through his psychic ability. As Hudson understood it, for a sufficiently skilled and powerful practitioner, the size, weight, distance, and mass of a targeted object seldom hindered their ability to influence it. 

Hudson didn’t know Kayden well enough to ask such personal questions. But he was aware that people like Kayden were often referred to as a “telekinetic”. But the slang name for them was “teek or teeks”. 

“Kayden is on his way here,” Hudson said, pocketing his cell. “Why don’t we meet him out front?”

Kit wiped his mouth with a napkin, then got to his feet. “Sounds good to me.”

Connie took one last sip of his coffee, he and Kit following Hudson out of the front door. Several work trucks and a couple of white vans were making their way down the main road toward them. 

Pucker Up Monday

It's not what you think. Since Mondays do tend to suck, I thought I'd start the week off right for ya.