Monday, November 29, 2021

Pucker Up Monday

Welcome to Pucker Up Monday. It’s not what you think, lol. Since Mondays do tend to suck, I thought I’d try to start the week off right for y’all.



Tuesday, November 23, 2021

Tuesday Teaser - Bound by War

 




The male’s fists clenched, and sharp spines erupted from his knuckles. Torin’s eyes widened. Someone was feeling threatened. This male was a hybrid. So, who’s young was this?

Raiden staggered to a halt. “Laken?”

Well, at least, Raiden was no longer focused on him.

“Oh, holy shit,” Dayo whispered.

Torin sounded the name out in his head. Laken. He liked it. He also liked everyone was ignoring him and hadn’t seemed to notice he was conscious.

“What the hell?” Raiden swore loudly at Laken. “Get away from that fucker. You know what he did to Dayo.”

How many times was he going to have to explain that? If it hadn’t been him, it would’ve been another Blishue. They wouldn’t have gone nearly as easy on Dayo as Torin had, although he understood Raiden’s anger. If someone had whipped this vision of beauty before him, he’d—wait. What?

Neo pressed his comm. “Raiden, you will not take another step toward the Blishue. As your king consort, I have spoken. Stand down. Now.”

Raiden gawked at Neo.

So maybe Torin would avoid the airlock after all.

The door to Medical swished open again, and Hamza stormed inside. “What in the ever-loving hell is going on?”

“Glad you got here so fast.” Neo smirked. “It seems that destiny—or whatever you want to call it, love—well, it might be a little late to the party, but it’s finally arrived for Laken.”

Raiden roared.

No doubt about it. Torin was airlock bound.


Monday, November 22, 2021

Pucker Up Monday

 Welcome to Pucker Up Monday. It’s not what you think, lol. Since Mondays do tend to suck, I thought I’d try to start the week off right for y’all.




Tuesday, November 16, 2021

Tuesday Teaser - Bound by War

 


“Dammit, Raiden, stop!” Neo yelled.

Torin’s eyes popped open.

“You will come no closer!”

Surprised by the possessiveness in the voice, Torin jerked his gaze to the male standing nearest his bed. This was the one with the arousing scent. He had swung around, chimes sounding softly as he put his back to Torin’s medibed—and between Raiden and Torin.

That was the sound he’d heard earlier. After all the time he’d spent with the Ne Reyn, he should’ve recognized it. Torin’s gaze traveled over the male. Interesting. He didn’t have the light gray skin like a Ne Reynian. Instead, it was the deep tan of the Tah’Narians.

Long cerulean blue hair fell halfway down a naked back. Torin wanted to touch it. Maybe grab a handful and tug. His body warmed at the thought. The male wore a silky, cobalt blue sarong tied at the waist—typical Ne Reynian dress.

But the pointed ears that sat upon his head was pure Tah’Narian. As was the tail that skittered on the floor. His build was delicate and slender, which was a distinctive Ne Reynian males’ trait, even though he was taller than most.

The male’s fists clenched, and sharp spines erupted from his knuckles. Torin’s eyes widened. Someone was feeling threatened. This male was a hybrid. So, who’s young was this?

Raiden staggered to a halt. “Laken?”

Monday, November 15, 2021

Pucker Up Monday

Welcome to Pucker Up Monday. It’s not what you think, lol. Since Mondays do tend to suck, I thought I’d try to start the week off right for y’all.




Thursday, November 11, 2021

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: Training Season (Training Season Series Book 1) by Leta Blake

 

Blurb: Can a cowboy’s firm hand discipline this feisty figure skater—on and off the ice?

 

Matty Marcus fears he doesn’t have what it takes to achieve his Olympic dream. His self-esteem is at an all-time low after figure skating coaches and skating judges have told him he’s not skinny enough, good enough, or masculine enough to win.

 

Matty wishes he could afford the kind of coach he needs, a top-notch one who specializes in keeping their skaters focused. But those coaches are ridiculously expensive, and Matty is financially strapped.

 

Until a lucrative house-sitting gig brings him to rural Montana.

 

And to Rob.

 

No one has ever looked at Matty the way rural cowboy and single dad Rob Lovely looks at him. No one has ever touched him, loved him, and healed him from the inside out. No one has ever made him feel so valuable and adored. Worthy. Strong.

 

No one has ever taught Matty how to fly. Or how to lose.

 

Rob might be a cowboy who knows nothing about figure skating, but after only a few months, he’s trained a new kind of bravery into Matty’s soul.

 

However, to achieve his Olympic dream, Matty will have to face the ultimate test. Has he truly learned what it means to win—on and off the ice—during his training season?

 

Training Season is a MM romance with a feisty, flamboyant figure skater and an easy-going dominant cowboy, opposites attract, hurt-comfort, single dad, winter holiday highlights, love beyond reason, multiple steamy scenes, and a well-earned happy ending. This book contains BDSM elements.

 

Amazon link: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00H3KTRMC

Tuesday, November 9, 2021

Tuesday Teaser - Bound by War

 



Torin wasn’t sure if this starship’s Medical was where Neo practiced, but he was still a doctor, and as such, he’d bet his favorite blade that Neo’s instinct as a doctor said not to let Raiden get any closer. Torin wholeheartedly agreed.

“Let me go.”

“Nope. I don’t know what’s going on with you, but you’re close enough.”

“I….”

It sounded as if Raiden shook his arm, like maybe he was trying to get Neo to let go.

“Again, nope. You need to get ahold of yourself.”

The door to Medical swished open again, and someone new hurried inside. This place had more traffic than a space station.

“Shit, has Raiden been by—oh thank the gods. You caught him. Raiden? What the hell are you doing?”

Torin recognized that voice too. Just what he didn’t need in there with him: Raiden and Dayo.

“I’d like an answer to that also,” Neo said.

Torin had a pretty good idea what Raiden was doing.

A low growl sounded. “That looks like—”

“Oh no. It can’t be—”

“Torin!” Raiden bellowed. “That’s the fucking Blishue who beat Dayo. Son of a bitch, it’s that fucker! I’m going to kill the bastard.”

There was a “pounding” sensation in his chest, his breathing spiked, and his muscles warmed as blood flow increased. Suddenly all his limbs responded and he control of his body finally. Amazing what a high-pressure situation and adrenaline could do.

“Dammit, Raiden, stop!” Neo yelled.

Torin’s eyes popped open.

“You will come no closer!”

Surprised by the possessiveness in the voice, Torin jerked his gaze to the male standing nearest his bed.