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Music Mondays: 09/01/14

I finally gave in and listened to this song and now I love it! Totally inspiring some plot bunnies.

KONGOS- Come With Me Now

Linkage:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gz2GVlQkn4Q

 

Happy Monday!

Se

Wicked Hot Reads Preorder Blitz

WICKED HOT READS: 9 Paranormal Romances

Preorder Start Date: September, 1st, 2014

Release Day: Tuesday, October 7th, 2014

WICKED HOT READS: 9 Paranormal Romances

Indulge in nine sexy paranormal romance novels, written by New York Times and USA Today Bestselling romance authors. With shifters, vampires, demons, and otherworldly creatures all looking for their own forever-loves… this box set bundle will get you in the mood for a sensual Halloween!

The books in Wicked Hot Reads: 9 Paranormal Romances would cost over $26 to buy individually. Save $25 by getting the bundle for just 99c, for a limited time!

wickedhotcoverFeaturing:

  • Beauty and the Beast (an erotic re-imagining) by NYT & USA Today bestseller Shoshanna Evers
  • Knocking on Demon’s Door by NYT & USA Today bestseller Cathryn Fox
  • The Wolf Who Played With Fire by NYT & USA Today bestseller Sarah Mäkelä
  • Fallen Ever After by NYT & USA Today bestseller A.C. James
  • Bared to Him by NYT & USA Today bestseller Jan Springer
  • A Mate’s Bite by USA Today bestseller Milly Taiden
  • Archangel Rafe by Lisa Hughey
  • Blaze of Secrets (Asylums for Magical Threats) by Jessie Donovan
  • Mark of the Serapath by Titania Ladley

 

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Beauty and the Beast (an erotic re-imagining)

by New York Times Bestselling Author Shoshanna Evers

From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Shoshanna Evers comes an erotic re-imagining of the classic fairytale, Beauty and the Beast.

 

With her father’s freedom at stake, Belle agrees to be the fearsome Beast’s prisoner in his enchanted castle. Held as his willing captive, Belle must submit to the Beast’s most primal desires to survive.

 

The Beast can’t let his little Beauty go free, not while there’s still hope that she might be the one to end his decade-long curse…and with true love’s kiss, return him to the Prince he once was.

 

Their story is one that begins with imprisonment — he in his monstrous body, she in a dungeon — but without this predicament, Beauty would never have met the Beast.

 

So we shall begin with what occurred on that fateful night when everything changed: when a lover was betrayed, a man deformed, and a castle shrouded in an enchantment…

 

Knocking on Demon’s Door

by New York Times Bestselling Author Cathryn Fox

 

 

Demon hunter Detective Michelle never thought she’d be working with a demon during her undercover assignment at a Canadian ski resort. Blake Ashen might only be half-demon, but he exudes full-demon charisma and lust.

 

Michelle needs to discover why so many women are going missing at the resort. She has no choice but to form an alliance with Blake, who is having a seriously strong effect on her libido. Forced to pretend they’re lovers, the two get up close and personal and Michelle begins yearning for a taste of him. In no time at all, the woman in her overrules the cop and she finds herself knocking on a demon’s bedroom door, where she discovers the man is far more potent than the demon.

 

But when Michelle discovers what’s really going on at the resort, will her trust in a demon turn her into one of the missing, or will he save her from the real monsters?

The Wolf Who Played With Fire

by New York Times Bestselling Author Sarah Mäkelä

 

 

Some magic can’t be unspun…

 

Meddling in magic…

If Mia Brooks could turn back time, it would be to when she used her fledgling magic to craft a potion for an injured werewolf. It nearly killed the Pack Alpha, and now the lives of her witch mentor, Jessa, and her soldier boyfriend, Ethan Parker, have been changed forever. Jessa is in hospital after a vicious werewolf attack. And Ethan, having been bitten, is becoming a werewolf himself.

 

A wolf at the door…

Mia can’t turn back time, but she can try to make things right with the two people she cares about most. She’s keeping Jessa’s shop, Eternally Magick, open, and she’s there for Ethan as his inner wolf grows. But, by the next full moon, his transformation will be complete. Can she really be the mate of a half-man, half-wolf living within the law of the Pack?

 

Under his spell…

Struggling to contain his new lupine senses, Ethan goes missing on active duty. When Mia realizes her werewolf lover has been abducted, she knows she must harness every magic power she possesses to get him safely back…

 

 

Fallen Ever After

by New York Times Bestselling Author A.C. James

 

 

He can’t lose her…

Arie Cush wanted Holly from the very first moment he met her. A night at the Hellfire Club (HFC) is filled with old friends and new danger. The long-standing feud between the faeries that run the Chicago Crew and a lethal toxin puts Holly and other fledgling vampires in danger. Can they stop a vampire-fae war that’s been brewing for nearly a century?

…when danger strikes again.

 

Holly Ellis is still adjusting to their relationship and her new supernatural gifts. She never figured on another battle and she certainly didn’t count on a war. Despite the synthetic threat that could hurt their kind, Holly has been waiting for answers her entire life. She finally gets them when her godmother helps her discover even more about the family she never knew. But is there more to Arie’s past? And who exactly is the mysterious T, anyway?

Bared to Him

by New York Times Bestselling Author Jan Springer

 

Human by day, and a tentacle shape shifter by night, Gray Wagner is the last male that Miranda Bolton would ever dream of falling in love with. He’s an irritating, arrogant male who teases her to no end. With a human father and an Octo mother, Miranda knows she has a good chance at becoming a tentacle shifter just like Gray. When she can’t stop fantasizing about the sexy well-hung male, she knows she’s about to enter the Change. Suddenly Gray becomes the only male she wants to mate with, and she’ll make sure she gets what she craves…

 

Alaskan custom boat maker, Gray Wagner, promised Miranda’s dad that he would keep his daughter safe during their week-long ocean voyage to attend a mutual friend’s wedding in California, but Miranda’s succulent scent is driving Gray to distraction. He knows he shouldn’t be thinking about doing all the dirty and delicious things he wants to do to her, but all his promises to Miranda’s father disintegrate when Miranda shifts and Gray goes primal…

 

 

A Mate’s Bite

by USA Today Bestselling Author Milly Taiden

 

Mission: Don’t fall in love

 

After an explosive night of passion during a scenting ceremony, Karla Alves is sure she was just a one night stand for the man she’d been crushing on for years. She teased him and pleased him, and Nate hasn’t been around since. Her fear of becoming clingy kept her from risking her heart and asking for more than a few hours of skin sin.

 

Mission: Crack her walls

 

She. Is. His. Nathan Wolfe marked Karla. His mate. Deeply involved in pack politics, Nate has had to stay away. When his sister warns that Karla needs him more than he thinks, he’ll discover a bundle of secrets only his wolf can sniff out. But getting the woman he cares about to let down her guard may prove to be his undoing.

 

Mission: Embrace the bite

 

With Karla’s wayward sister wreaking havoc and friends needing more of his time than ever, Nate will have to rearrange his priorities if he ever hopes to earn Karla’s trust. But will time with her be enough? Only true love and a wolf’s promise can hold together a relationship created with a bite, a scenting, and a hope for tomorrow.

Archangel Rafe

by Lisa Hughey

 

 

Angelina Guerisse has too many responsibilities — kids, sister, grandmother, an ex-husband, and not enough time. The only respite from her overwhelming life is in her dreams with a stunningly hot angel. But when the angel from her dreams shows up in real life, claiming she is descended from a line of matriarchal healers and possesses a rare healing gift, she’s not interested in another obligation.

 

Raphael, the Archangel of Healing, has a problem. He lusts after an intriguing and totally off-limits Angel. Every moment he spends with Angelina is an exercise in torture, and getting the overworked, hard-headed Angelina to accept her destiny proves harder than anticipated….

 

Until an unexpected threat puts both the Angelic Realm and the Earth in jeopardy. But will it be too late?

 

Blaze of Secrets (Asylums for Magical Threats)

by Jessie Donovan

 

 

Kiarra Melini overhears the dangerous secrets of her blood and decides that if Feiru elemental magic is to survive, she needs to die. However, before she can finish the deed, a strange yet determined man shows up in her cell, throws her over his shoulder, and carries her right out of the prison for elemental magic users.

Jaxton Ward is ordered by his superiors to train the stubborn elemental fire user he rescued. There’s only one problem–she claims her magic is gone and he has no idea how to train a woman who spent the last fifteen years inside a prison cell. He’s determined to keep his relationship professional, but as the danger amps up and they’re forced to go on the run, he starts to fall for the newly confident woman who ignites his temper like no other.

Kiarra’s final secret is the key to them staying alive, but can they outrun the prisoner enforcers long enough for her to embrace her unique magical talents and finally learn to love again?

 

Mark of the Serapath

by Titania Ladley

Dr. Myles Calhoun can’t bring himself to follow orders to assassinate his neighbor, even though the sexy hellcat has the power to destroy his Kynthian vampire race. Josie sizzles his vamp’s blood and revives his lust for life, despite proof of her ancestry—the crimson birthmark.

 

The mark of the Serapath.

 

When a single catastrophe unleashes Josie Markum’s Serapathian witch powers, she suspects the dark and breathtaking Myles is the enemy—a Kynthian bound by an ancient order to slaughter her people at all costs.

 

Yet despite the risks, fierce passion explodes between them, threatening the existence of the entire world.

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Sunday Snippet: Carnevale & Subterfuge

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CarnevaleAndSubterfuge_BySelenaIllyria-200x300Blurb:

If he can’t resist her, he’ll put her in danger…

On leave from her ship, Anarrae Lavender wants to indulge in her desires on Ill Doge. But a night on the town and one case of mistaken identity later, Anarrae finds herself in the arms of a charming and mysterious thief, having the hottest sexual encounter of her life. But who is that masked man with the talented hands who makes all her bondage fantasies come true? An when it’s over, how will she learn the identity of her lovable “Dodger?”

When Diego stops in at a pub for a drink he doesn’t expect to be mistaken for someone else. Intrigued by Ana, he kidnaps her for the evening and indulges her fantasies—and even some of his own. He doesn’t want it to be a one-night-stand, but his mission to protect the Ambassador from an assassin demands his complete anonymity. The assassin’s eyes are everywhere, and if he loses his focus again, he’ll endanger them all…

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Excerpt:

Diego was tired but his mind refused to shut off. Tomorrow was the last day for them. He would have to let her go. Sorrow lanced his heart. They had shared something special, and now he wasn’t sure which way was up or what day it was. All that mattered was this moment with her in his arms. “Goddess, help me but I think I could fall in love with her.”

He shook his head. He was going to have to talk to Roberto tomorrow. He would know what to do.

Finally, sleep took him. They slept for a few hours, only to have him wake her up again and again to make love. They paused only to eat, shower, and sleep. Diego didn’t care if they never left his flat. The world outside his door didn’t exist as far as he was concerned. All that mattered was spending as much time as he could with her.

That night, before they went to sleep, she’d ruined everything by thanking him for giving her such a memorable vacation. He’d wanted to argue, say something cruel to make her feel the pain that was slicing through his soul, but nothing came out. All he could do was say, “You’re welcome.” And he gave her a huge hug despite the fact that his heart was breaking.

When they went to bed later that night, he couldn’t sleep. All he could do was hold her and pray that he could stay away from her while onboard the ship. If he failed, there was no telling what would happen to them.

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Mary Hughes Murder at Chipmunk Lake Spotlight Tour

Murder at Chipmunk Lake

Nixie’s lost her mojo!

A Nixie and Julian Story. *Paranormal. Hot.*

 

Nixie Emerson, punk rock musician and first-time mom-to-be, has a stalker. Her band Guns and Polkas has gone national after their big stage debut, but the price of fame is the stalker trying to scare her into leaving the band.

 

Her husband, master vampire Julian, whisks Nixie away to the Wisconsin north woods–where they meet the stalker on the pier of their cabin and he again threatens Nixie.

 

Julian punches him out and the couple walks away thinking the problem is over. But when the next evening the stalker is found dead, they find out the trouble is only starting.

 

Warning: contains a cranky pregnant lady trying to control her swearing, a master vampire appeasing his wife with food and creative sex, murder, mayhem and several arguments over what to name the baby.

 

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Excerpt:

 

The fang-plucking action had finally gotten through, and my husband Julian was up for a round of bed bingo.

 

But between pregnancy, the stalker, and dealing with my apex-predator hubby, I was both keyed up and too tired. “I want to, but…well.”

 

He smiled. “While I am always ready, willing and able, I actually didn’t mean sex. How about a massage?”

 

Every aching cell in my body jerked to attention. I blinked. “Foot rub?”

 

“And back rub and thigh rub, plus I’ll massage oil into your belly.”

 

I put my hand in his. “Baby Jayden would be grateful.”

 

“We’re not naming him Jayden.” He drew me to my feet then picked me up and glided with me into the bedroom. “What kind of name is Jayden? No history to it. Now John, or William, or Peter—”

 

“A potty, a willie and another willie? Uh-uh.”

 

He sighed as he laid me gently on the bed. “Open your jeans.”

 

“Don’t you want them off?”

 

“This is a non-threatening belly rub. But feet first.”

 

As I fumbled with the maternity jeans’ fastenings, he pulled off my shoes and socks, picked up the lotion, pumped a handful, and warmed it with a brisk rub of hands. Taking my foot, he worked the lotion into the ball.

 

I groaned. “I love you.”

 

“This is to make sure that you keep loving me.”

 

“This is to make sure I keep functioning.”

 

“That too.” He knuckled the sides of my foot, rubbed the heel, then massaged each individual toe, pulling more ecstatic groans from me.

 

I managed to get my pants open but my blood pressure was dropping by the minute and my fingers were lovely relaxed noodles. “That’s sooo wonderful. Don’t stop.”

 

“I value my life, so I wasn’t planning to.” He did the other foot then massaged up my calf.

 

My tension dropped a level with each circle of his warm, strong fingers.

 

So by the time he got his hands on my jeans-covered thighs, my fatigue was gone and my tension had turned to something warmer.

 

I wrestled to my elbows. “How about you help me off with these pants?

 

He continued to knead muscles, smiling slightly. “In a minute.”

 

That smile meant he’d expected my change of heart. I love it when he knows me better than I know myself. Being six-plus of jaw-dropping gorgeous doesn’t hurt. “How about now.”

 

“As you wish.” With one smooth tug he depantsed and depantied me, and with another, slid off both my smock top and bra.

 

“Dang, you’re good. Practice?”

 

“Motivation. My lovely wife.”

 

“And practice.”

 

“And motivation to practice on my lovely wife.”

 

“Okay, you win.”

 

 

Hot Excerpt:

 

I spread my legs, expecting his agile tongue.

 

He surprised me by standing. “Let’s start with a warmup.” He unbuttoned his shirt, his eyes a heated blue on me, sizzling toward vampire violet. He exposed his hard muscles and bronzed skin inch by inch.

 

I squirmed. Yum. I quirked a couple fingers at him, a “come here” so I could palm those hard mounds, feel those acres of silken skin under my lips.

 

He only smiled.

 

“What are you doing? The band’s already warmed up. Get on the bed.”

 

“Not yet. There’s an opening act for the audience first.” He turned and shrugged the shirt off his shoulders. It made all sorts of lovely ripples across that broad, muscular expanse.

 

“Don’t need an opening act.” I panted it. “Ready for the main show.” I slid a hand between my thighs to prepare the stage. My fingers skidded on hot moisture. I was ready and then some.

 

He shot me a hot look over one shoulder, his fangs extending between his lips, his eyes shading toward red. “Not even this?” He spun front and unzipped his trousers, revealing the trail of black hair, leading from his dent of a navel to the top of Mr. Big Gavel which was expanding rapidly and trying to tear free.

 

“Oh. Okay.” My heart was pounding a Sousa march. “Loving the opening act.”

 

He turned away again but before I could protest he dropped trou, revealing roped, cuppable glutes. A pang of need hit me, so sharp I started rubbing myself, trying to relieve the worst of it.

 

“Hands off.” He growled it. “That’s my job.”

 

“How can you tell what I’m doing? You’re turned the wrong way. Speaking of, turn back so I can see.”

 

“I can hear you stroking. Stop it. I want you screaming for me. Stop it, or the show stops.”

 

I took my hand off myself so fast my arm flung onto the bed with a whump. “Stopped. Turn now. Wanna see.”

 

He stepped out of his pants and slowly turned. His jutting cock hove into view, bobbing as if it was nodding, happy to see me.

 

I whimpered.

 

“Is this what you want?”

 

I nodded and licked swollen, throbbing lips.

 

He smiled with masculine satisfaction. “Now, what do you say?”

 

I reached for it, waving my hands in the air at him. “Gimme.”

 

“Not what I had in mind.” He stalked toward the bed, eyes glowing red, fangs straining. His chest rumbled with a vampire purr. “Try again.”

 

“Gimme now.”

 

He laughed through his purr. “Good enough.” He climbed onto the bed between my legs.

 

 

Bio:

 

As a girl, I spun romantic, happily-ever-after stories to get to sleep. A husband, two degrees, a blackbelt and a family later, I’m delighted to spin them for readers.

 

I’ve lived with love and loss, in bright times and dark, and learned we can all use a break from reality every now and then.

 

So join me for action, sparkling wit and red-hot love. Strong men. Stronger women.

 

To learn more, please visit http://www.maryhughesbooks.com/ or write mary@maryhughesbooks.com.

 

I’m on Facebook http://www.facebook.com/MaryHughesAuthor and Twitter http://www.twitter.com/MaryHughesBooks and would love to hear from you!

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AC James Release Day Blitz

 

The half-demon unleashed…

 

On the night, Daeveena, a half-fey, half-demon walked out of the Hellfire Club, she left a tide of destruction, but everyone figured that was the end of it. No one imagined that she would steal something so valuable. Can Arie discover who is harboring her before he loses everything?

 

a force that can destroy Arie.

 

Rue and an unlikely ally must accompany Holly into the depths of demon society in order to save Arie. Along the way Holly uncovers more about Arie’s unscrupulous past and finds herself questioning her feelings for him… and falling for someone else. Can Holly excuse his past or is this the end of their eternity?

Bio:

 

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author A.C. James writes paranormal romance and erotica, including Eternal Ever After which was featured in the bestselling Spice Box anthology. She pounds out sexy scenes at her keyboard where romance is laced with horror in hot stories of vampires and bad boy werewolves. Her stories feature strong heroines and alpha heroes, with plenty of action, twists, and turns that will keep you turning pages. A.C. resides in northeast Pennsylvania where she entertains her husband with her imaginative yarns and quirky sense of humor. She spends her time drinking large vats of coffee while taming two toddlers by day and writing by night. Recovering video game beta tester and tech geek who grew-up going to cons and watching SmackDown. There’s probably some cosplay pictures around somewhere of her dressed up as Bloodberry from Saber Marionette J. Just don’t tell anyone.

 

Excerpt:

 

I was lying on top of the bed, blindfolded—Arie was kissing me, possessive and demanding. I kissed him back but kept my hands behind my head. Arie wanted it that way, and I loved giving him the gift of my submission. Being blindfolded made me excruciatingly aware of all my senses and set every nerve ending on fire. Every touch, every taste was scintillating. His tongue tangled with mine as I moaned into his mouth. I wanted more. Greedy? Yes. Except he’d never kissed me like this. It almost felt like I was kissing a stranger. The thought brought me back to when he’d cuffed me to the pole and fucked me in front of everyone. I tried to capture his lower lip with the tip of my fang.

But Arie’s mouth dipped to my neck, his stubble scraping against my skin. Something about the abrasive texture always turned me on. My pussy clenched as his mouth moved to that hollow dip in my neck while his hand slid up my inner thigh. But he stopped when he reached my mound, and his hand moved to grip my hip instead. His fingers dug into its curve. I shifted, squirming, needing him to touch me.

-Please.- I begged telepathically.

It was cheating, of course, but he always let me get away with it anyway. After saving Luna and losing Victoria, we both needed this. And I wanted to feel him inside of me. His mouth met mine again with a fierce tangle of tongues, teeth clashing. He bit my lower lip, gently tugging on it. Pulling off the maneuver that I’d failed to execute.

Whenever Arie bit my lower lip it drove me absolutely insane. He took my mouth just as his hands claimed my body. His breath was cool on my face before he pulled away. Arie’s hands were gripping my hips, pulling them toward his. My sex brushed the taut denim fabric, and I moaned. I needed him now. I couldn’t take it anymore; I had to have him inside of me right then and there. I bit my lower lip to hold back another moan.

-If you don’t take me soon I swear I’m going to rip this blindfold off and make you fuck me.-

He groaned. Then he kissed me again. His kiss left me breathless and reminded me of the intoxicating sensation that you feel the first time you kiss someone new. Then again, I loved kissing Arie. I’d never had anyone turn me on the way that he did. Hell, I’d never had anyone make me come before I’d met Arie. The Sight always got in the way. I ground my sex into the stiff fabric and moaned as it brushed against my clit. Arie would have a wet mess on those jeans, but I didn’t care.

“God, Katarina. You fucking kill me.”

I stiffened.

Oh. My. God.

I shoved him off of me and scrambled toward the headboard. Off went the blindfold, and I sent it sailing across the room. The vampire from the bar crouched on the bed. Christ, I was kissing a stranger. And I was naked. Kissing a complete stranger while I was completely naked. I shot off the bed, grabbed a towel from the floor, and wrapped it around me. He looked almost as shocked as I did — almost, but not quite. His vivid green eyes widened infinitesimally before narrowing like a cat’s. He had brown wavy hair, but was way more rugged in appearance than Arie. I had to admit he was definitely hot. That made me even more aware of my current state of undress.

He got off the bed, at least, but even with him standing about ten feet away heat spread across my body. It wasn’t nearly far enough. Hell, no. Not when my skin still prickled where his mouth had been. My clit throbbed, wanting the contact of denim, and my gaze dropped to his jeans. I was mortified. If I could’ve sunk into the bedroom floor or somehow disappeared right at that moment I would have. His eyes swept over me from head to foot, but when his eyes met mine, realization lit his.

“You’re not Katarina,” he said.

It wasn’t a question.

“No, I’m not. But who the hell are you?”

Clutching the towel around me, I knew my face must be the color of the silk blindfold I’d thrown, or worse. My embarrassment seemed to amuse the hell out of him. That only infuriated the hell out of me.

He grinned. “I’m Toren.”

T. He’s T. Katarina’s lover. Oh, hell.

Not a Music Monday Post

So, I was going to do a Music Monday post but this got me distracted so I figured I’d share it with you. I miss him as the Old Spice Guy. *sighs and watches the video again*

Old Spice Guy does ALS Ice Bucket Challenge
Linkage: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WfO8LR_VosI

Happy Monday!

Se

Sunday Snippet: Carnevale and Subterfuge

OUT NOW at Etopia Press!

CarnevaleAndSubterfuge_BySelenaIllyria-200x300Blurb:

If he can’t resist her, he’ll put her in danger…

On leave from her ship, Anarrae Lavender wants to indulge in her desires on Ill Doge. But a night on the town and one case of mistaken identity later, Anarrae finds herself in the arms of a charming and mysterious thief, having the hottest sexual encounter of her life. But who is that masked man with the talented hands who makes all her bondage fantasies come true? An when it’s over, how will she learn the identity of her lovable “Dodger?”

When Diego stops in at a pub for a drink he doesn’t expect to be mistaken for someone else. Intrigued by Ana, he kidnaps her for the evening and indulges her fantasies—and even some of his own. He doesn’t want it to be a one-night-stand, but his mission to protect the Ambassador from an assassin demands his complete anonymity. The assassin’s eyes are everywhere, and if he loses his focus again, he’ll endanger them all…

 

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(Rated PG-13 Excerpt)

Excerpt:

Normally she liked to know more about her lovers, but this was supposed to have been a fantasy weekend, not form-a-connection-with-a-stranger weekend. She blew out a breath and looked around. One more day in this amazing place was all she had. The scent of coffee and incense perfumed the air in an odd mix that both soothed and energized. Ana couldn’t wait to see this world through his eyes. She was pretty sure they’d miss all the tourist traps and go straight to the gems.

As the people passed by the café, Ana sipped her coffee. Something inside her unwound. She felt more relaxed than she’d ever known. On the ship, there was always tension until she went to bed at night. Once she got up it started all over again. Here, right now, she could breathe and be herself with someone who seemed to care and who actually saw her. She just wished there weren’t so many things standing in the way. Captain Drogan would have little humor if he found out she’d willingly spent her weekend with a known criminal.

What would it be like to be with him always? To actually form a relationship with him? She pushed those thoughts away. The fact that she trusted him didn’t mean anything. Besides, all they had was attraction. That was it. Could one build a relationship with just that? She didn’t want to think about it anymore.

Ana finished off her coffee and waved over the waiter. After paying the bill she sat, unable to decide what to do. Dodger was still talking to that man. Part of her wanted to just go, to just leave this place and disappear into the crowd. The more time she spent with him, the harder it would be to forget him when it came time to leave. She did want to get the tour of the places the locals hung at, but not if that meant tearing up when they parted come nightfall. That’s exactly what she knew would happen.

After a bit of wavering, she made her decision and scribbled out a quick lie on the napkin about having been called back to the ship early. She thanked him for the wonderful time. Then Anarrae flagged down the waiter and asked that the napkin be given to Dodger five minutes after she left. She stood up and slipped into the crowd hoping, praying, that he wouldn’t come after her.

When ten minutes passed and she didn’t hear him calling after her, relief swept through her, but on the heels of that feeling an ache took residence in her chest and she wasn’t sure why. She told herself that it was only a weekend, nothing more.

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Summer Read Saturday

DrifterCoverAllie Jenson has drifted from one pack to another, ever since her family died. She thinks she might have finally found a home with the Ashton Grove pack, but her life is not easy. She has a job she hates, and none of the males want her for more than sex – not that she’s giving it up. When were-tiger Cain Boudreaux takes it upon himself to “save” her from a handsy customer, by claiming her in front of their packmates no less, things get a little out of hand. He’s rude, chauvinistic, and totally not her type. Well, maybe he’s not completely not her type. He does have that tall, dark, and sexy thing going on. And that Cajun accent slides across her skin like warm silk. But what in the heck is she going to do with a man who thinks her place is barefoot and in the kitchen?

Thank you for stopping by, Cain. Would you take a moment to tell us a little about yourself?
I’m from the great state of Louisiana – gator country. Must say, there’s nothing tastier than a gator-kabob. Just thinking about it makes me miss Momma’s cooking. I have one sister, who is mated with cubs. Both of my parents are still living in the same house where I grew up. When I heard the call for assistance in Ashton Grove, I was all too happy to help. It was time for me to move on and try to find my mate.
Can you tell us about your friends or love interests within the pack?
I’ve dated a little bit, but nothing serious. Tiger’s a little different from wolves. There’s an instant connection between us and our mates, as if we’re struck my lightning when we see them the first time. I’ve got my eye on an obstinate woman who loves to argue with me.
My newest friend in the pack is the angel Adriel. Of course, he’s not an angel now. Just plain ol’ human. Doesn’t seem to bother his mate Kinley though. Those two are so crazy about each other you seldom see one without the other.
Interesting. Can you tell us a little about this woman?
Allie is…different. She’s sassy and has the smartest mouth I’ve ever heard. She’s sarcastic and isn’t afraid to stand up to anyone. As much as her sassiness drives me nuts, it’s also kinda cute. One thing’s for sure, I’ve never met a more independent woman.
Sounds like she’d be quite a handful. Well, I hope things work out for you, Cain. Thank you for stopping by and chatting with me!

EXCERPT
“You just claimed me in front of the pack, asshole.”
He glanced around and shrugged. “We’ll get it cleared up at the next pack meeting. I wasn’t going to stand back and watch that ass hat harass you. You’re welcome, by the way.”
“Ohhh,” she growled, stomping her foot. “You think you can just clear it up at the next get together? What about until then? You just declared me off limits to every guy I know.”
“You mean there were some you hadn’t dated yet?”
“I’ve gone out with exactly three wolves,” she said through gritted teeth. “That’s hardly the whole pack. Can you say the same? Weren’t you out with Jenny just the other day?”
“It wasn’t a date,” he said, taking a sip of his beer. “We were just hanging out – as friends.”
“Whatever. If I’ve lost my tip because of you, I’m charging you double for your beer.”

About the Author

Jessica lives in a world where warlocks, shapeshifters and fairies exist, and everyone deserves a happy ending — from tragic vampires finally finding love after centuries of being alone, to super hunky womanizing werewolves finding their destined mate –- it’s all in a day’s work.
Unable to find a werewolf of her very own, she decided to marry someone who thinks he’s one -– minus howling at the full moon, fleas, and a rousing game of chase-the-mailman. Okay, so he sometimes howls at the full moon.
When she isn’t writing, Jessica enjoys spending time with her family, reading (mostly romance), or going to the beach. She’s especially fond of bookstores and Starbucks!

You can find Jessica at these places:
Website – www.jessicacoultersmith.com
Blog – http://jessicacoultersmith.wordpress.com
Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/pages/Jessica-Coulter-Smith/106513059928
Twitter – @kitcatjms

A Small Note

The last few weeks have really tugged at my depression and emotions. All I want to say to anyone suffering from depression and currently going through a dark period is that you are not alone. If you need to take an hour or so unplugged from the internet and social media for yourself take it, it’s okay. The world will be there when you get back. Be kind to yourself. I know that’s difficult. We are our hardest critics to please. You matter. I can’t stress that enough. There is light even though it’s difficult to see it. And if you need to it’s okay to ask for help.

Se

Music Monday: 08-16-14

I’ve got this song on repeat

 

Maps by Maroon 5

Linkage: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NmugSMBh_iI

 

Happy Monday!

 

Se