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April 15, 2019

A Little Craziness, A Little Update.

Writing can be so damned hard. 
Weaving a story can be a rollercoaster ride of split personalities. There are wonderful days; when you write a scene so poignant it gives you pause, or you blast your word count out of the water and you pat yourself on the back and drop the pen. Bam! There are bad days. Bad days that can be perfectly described as WTF x 10, and you find yourself hurling obscenities at the computer screen that will make your father proud─if he was a pirate. Bad days when you can’t find that one word that will make you nail a sentence and the frustration pushes you to the brink of shoving your fist through the screen of your laptop (as if it’s the laptop’s fault). 
And then, there are those dark days where you throw in the notepad and decide you’re done, the poor corkboard is stripped of its notes and you look at the computer as if it’s a hexenbiest. Yep! Writers can be fifty shades of crazy-but it’s a beautiful thing! 
 All the above is a lead in to let you know that 2019 dropped a ton of deadlines and obligations in my lap, so I might have more bad days and dark days than I would like, and having to shelve most of the stories I wanted to share with you this year, is killing me. But I will give my all to deliver at least one novel to you in 2019. And things aren't looking too bad in terms of target word count, I’m set to meet it. Whoo!



If you have any questions about this upcoming book you can comment or drop me an email-click here. And I’m hoping to have arcs ready By June. 
Before you go check out the banner links below, for two special giveaways happening over at Prolific Works and add some ebooks to your paranormal reads collection. I hope you have an awesome day, and stay tuned, dear reader. 


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Published on April 15, 2019 05:00

March 1, 2019

A Good Read and Furrsome, Magical Giveaways

How is your day going? I hope all is great!


I just wanted to pop by and share about an author I discovered recently and let you know about some sweet, paranormal and fantasy giveaways that are happening as I write.
I was treating myself to some paperback books late last year-they cost a bit more but I still yearn for the feel of paper in my hand-and I came across Storm Front by Jim Butcher. What a good read it was! There are some books when you read the blurb you just have a strong feeling you will enjoy the book-it was like that with The Dresden Files-Storm Front. The story centres on Harry Dresden, a wizard and private investigator (a refreshing combination) who is assisting the police with solving some brutal and mysterious murders. 
 I loved the cast! Harry can be a badass and very resourceful, with and without spell casting but still has vulnerabilities that add depth to his character. Karrin Murphy who is in charge of the case is a sharp-tongued, no-nonsense woman but you still get a glimpse of a soft side you didn’t think would exist. And she has more cahunas than her team combined. Murphy and Harry’s relationship is the perfect example of there being a thin line between likeability and hatred. I liked the reporter who seems to be as hot for Harry as she is for a story, the bartender who speaks with incredible economy-the man conveys a lot in very little words, often just one. And Bob, who you will have to meet for yourself.  Dresden finds himself in the frying pan from the beginning of the story and literally in the midst of fire near the end. I was sad and happy when the book ended because I enjoyed the story so much I wanted more but Harry was getting himself in too much trouble for my heart to handle.
This is my first book by author Jim Butcher and it will certainly not be the last!
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Published on March 01, 2019 03:33

January 10, 2019

Something Wicked This Way Comes-GIVEAWAY!


Hi!
I hope everyone is having a great start to the new year! I wanted to share some sweet news about a giveaway happening over at Prolific Works (formerly Instafreebie). The ‘Something Wicked This Way Comes’ is a paranormal ebooks giveaway featuring from witch stories, to dragon babies and succubus tales.
Check it by clicking HERE .This giveaway ends on February 6th2019.

Have a good one.
D.B. Shayne
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Published on January 10, 2019 04:34

December 4, 2018

Lion's Fall is live!


My new lion shifter romance, Lion’s Fall is live!





 















A sweet summer night filled with the promise of passion, quickly turns into a nightmare for lion shifter, Jake Evans and Sabina James. A vengeful relative is on a mission to retrieve a valuable painting in Jake’s possession, even if he has to pry it from his cold, dead hands. But Jake has no intentions of backing down and is now faced with a double dose of danger; defending what’s rightfully his at all costs and losing his heart to an irresistible island beauty.

Want a preview of this lion shifter romance? Click HERE to read the first few chapters.This suspenseful and sexy tale is available in ebook and paperback formats-click the following link to choose a store: https://www.books2read.com/u/boZpR1.
I hope you enjoy my new story and I’m looking forward to hearing your thoughts!
D.B. Shayne

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Published on December 04, 2018 04:13

November 13, 2018

Lion's Fall: Blood is thicker but so is envy

A desperate and overwhelming desire to retrieve this painting will set the wheels of the story, Lion’s Fall, in motion. To Jake Evans, the painting Moods of Blue, is an indescribable sentimental treasure. For his cousin, Roger Evans, it is simply a means to an end.
Jake intends to keep the painting that is rightfully his but Roger is determined to take it away. And the beautiful, aspiring architect, Sabina James, finds herself caught in the middle of a dangerous feud.
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Lion's Fall unfolds in the beautiful island of Petit Rouge. Read more details about this suspenseful romance using the following link: https://books2read.com/u/47ZqXE
Check out the real life, award winning artist behind this beautiful work of art that help forms the heart of the story.https://www.instagram.com/omowale__art/.
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Published on November 13, 2018 03:54

October 2, 2018

Lion's Fall Preview (Lion shifter romantic suspense)




"A holiday in paradise, takes a dangerous turn...”
A sweet summer night filled with the promise of passion, quickly turns into a nightmare for lion shifter, Jake Evans and Sabina James. A vengeful relative is on a mission to retrieve a valuable painting in Jake’s possession, even if he has to pry it from his cold, dead hands. But Jake has no intentions of backing down and is now faced with a double dose of danger; defending what’s rightfully his at all costs and losing his heart to an irresistible island beauty.






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Chapter 1



ROGER EVANS gave his body a lengthy, languorous stretch. He was sprawled on a wicker lounge chair by the pool of his late father’s house. The modern styled home sat on the crest of a cliff overlooking the south coast where waves crashed onto the shores below in bursts of white-tipped blue. He straightened up and resumed flicking through a magazine on his lap. Arousal began to plague him as he reflected on a sexual encounter with a waitress a short while ago, at Westmoreland Tennis Club. The tanned skin of his long, toned body, pricked with heat. He tossed the glossy publication to the ground and it landed next to his racket.  His blue eyes fluttered to a close as his hands moved up and down the front of his pink polo shirt. He took a deep breath of the balmy July breeze. It wasn't the act of sex itself which gave him great satisfaction but the pain inflicted on the unsuspecting woman. Excitement escalated when he recalled the bites made to her lower lip and earlobes drawing blood. And how his hand clamped over her mouth to muffle the shrieks of protest, as he grunted and drove himself inside her with urgent thrusts. Roger’s erection began to deflate as the unexpected remark she’d made when he climaxed, floated into his mind.‘I didn't like that weird stuff you did at first but I have to say-that was the biggest orgasm I ever had in my life!’ Roger had shoved her slender body aside and marched out of the bathroom. The waitress stared after him, stunned. The experience was ruined; compliments were not on Roger’s agenda. He opened his eyes and raised them to the sunset- laden sky. Three heavy set men materialized before Roger, startling him. The dwindling haze of desire vanished. Mara, the housekeeper, stood behind the visitors, frantic. The stocky, middle aged woman was partially hidden by their imposing frames. She wore her grey-threaded hair in a bun.
“They just barged in. I'm so sorry Mr. Evans. So, so sorry!” Roger dismissed her with a wave of a hand. Mara rubbed her palms up and down the skirt of her pink and white uniform then hurried into the house. Roger observed the intimidating trio. They were clad in dark tee shirts and jeans. And armed. Cold, grey metal peeked from the inside of their denim jackets. Roger swallowed slowly; twice. He felt his bowels threaten to loosen in his white shorts.



Chapter 2


“YOU’RE A busy bee trying to get that half million dollars to pay off your debt,” the largest of the men said. Roger grinned at the man known as Benny-the head of Victor’s ‘debt collection crew’. His face, which resembled a brown full moon, sported an icy faux smile. Roger leaned forward and placed his hands on the arm rests of the lounge chair, hoping that the uninvited guests wouldn’t see his limbs shaking.
“Gentlemen, I will have Victor’s money very soon.” Roger’s smooth reply was a blatant contradiction of his inner turmoil. His stomach was contorting in fear; heart clawing like a rabid animal at his rib cage. Victor only accepted two forms of payment. Cash or life. Roger was very surprised they managed to track him down-he had racked up his gambling debt in another country.
“Soon, is five days.” Benny cocked his head and tapped the gun at his waist. Roger’s eyes followed the threatening motion with fear so profound, he felt a severe urge to vomit. He acknowledged the ultimatum with two jerks of his head.
“I-I’ll have the money by then.” Benny and his accomplices turned and departed as quickly as they’d appeared. Roger released a long uneven breath. Fear became displaced by anger and frustration. Benefits from Michael Evans’ policy were still pending; Roger surmised the sum would be more than adequate to cover what he owed but time was on the short side. Selling the house was not an option-the process was too lengthy and he was tangled in red tape trying to gain access to his father’s bank account. Roger’s attention shifted to the open French doors and his mouth pressed into a flat, tight line. Mara was fussily arranging a large bouquet of hibiscus in a vase on the dining room table. There was one option he had not explored in depth. Roger got up and grabbed the tennis racket off the ground. His slippered feet barely made a sound as he entered the house. 



Chapter 3


HE DESPISED the woman standing with her back to him. His eyes narrowed as he watched her, fingers clenching the handle of the tennis racket.  “Where is it?” Mara’s body froze and her hands trembled on the bright, gem-coloured curly petals. She was hoping the incident with the strange, scary men would not have brought Roger’s wrath down on her. It was her last day of employment-she was retiring and had wished it to be uneventful. Mara was flying home that night to visit her family in Durham and had been beside herself with excitement the entire day. A run-in with Roger was the last thing she needed, he’d hit her a few times in the past during one of his many irrational rages. She never disclosed that information, fearing she would lose her job because Roger possessed an effortless talent for distorting the truth. 
“I told you before I don’t know.” Mara’s voice was low and tense as she turned and faced Roger. She wanted to flee the house and not even bother to gather her luggage. Mara had stayed on an extra week after Michael Evans was cremated to arrange his requested donations of several items, from clothing to his massive collection of books. Her employer had suffered heart failure and lived just under a fortnight before the angels came for him. He was fifty-nine years old.
“Really?” Roger noticed the painting was missing the night before, on his return from a pleasure trip in Vuemont. He’d asked Mara about it but she only evaded his questioning. It was time to get answers now.Mara’s eyes widened. Her dismay validated Roger’s nagging suspicion-the painting was given to Jake. “What you really mean is, you won’t tell me?” Roger’s eyes became slits of fire. Animosity between the pair existed from when they first met. Mara had always strived to at least be civil but Roger was spoiled beyond reason from childhood. She’d been hired a few years ago after the housekeeper who preceded her died of a stroke. Maxine had been with the family since Roger’s mother, Caroline, died when he was five and Maxine turned out a perfect, thirty-five year old brat. Mara refused to cater to his every whim and fancy as he was accustomed. He would summon Mara from downstairs to come up to his room to hand him something within reach. She was in awe of how he could be the son of Michael Evans; who was an exceptionally caring and considerate human being and a brilliant paediatric surgeon. “Where—is— Jake?” The racket swayed gently to and fro in Roger’s hand. Mara stepped back and bumped into the table. She placed her hands behind her body, feeling around for her cell phone and slipped it under a bunch of cleaning rags near the edge of the table. Roger hated that Mara loved Jake unconditionally but found it impossible to impart the same on him. And he was livid at the thought of Jake having the valuable piece of art. In his opinion he deserved zero. His father’s possessions were his, and his alone. “I told you I don’t know where he is,” Mara’s face wrinkled in panic-tinged contempt. Jake was like the child she never-couldn’t have. She’d rather die than divulge his whereabouts to the vile creature in front of her. She was thankful Jake no longer lived at the house. Roger smiled at Mara then swung the racket with unrestrained force. Its edge connected with Mara’s nose with a thick crunch. She cried out as blood spurted from her nose and mashed her hands to her face. Her eyes were balloons of shock. Blood seeped between her thick fingers. The frost in Roger’s smile intensified.
“You are the devil!” Mara screeched from behind her palms. The statement further incensed Roger; his temper already dangerously fueled by desperation. He tossed the racket aside and backhanded her.
“Bitch!” Mara lost her balance and her hands shot out to grab hold of anything to prevent herself from falling. Her fingers managed to grab the tablecloth. It was jerked off the table as she fell, knocking over a couple of chairs before landing hard on her side. The vase toppled and smashed into large crystal chunks as it made contact with the bone coloured tiles. Water and flowers scattered. The cell phone skidded across the room. Roger dealt a vicious kick to Mara’s belly and a ragged, wheezing sound left her mouth. She clutched her injured body and tears spilled from her eyes.
“Where is your sweet Jake, Miss Mara?” Roger taunted. Mara began to crawl away and scream for help. Blood dripped from her nose onto the cool, shiny ceramic squares under her hands. Roger kicked off his slippers and kicked her again. Again. And again. When his feet grew weary he made use of his hands. Roger continued his assault until her wailing ceased. Until she was no longer moving. 
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Lion's Fall is available for pre-order and will be released at Apple, Barnes & Noble and Kobo on November 26th 2018. It's also available for pre-order on Amazon, where it will be released on December 2nd 2018.



Did you miss the introduction to this upcoming book? Read it here.

Stay tuned for another excerpt coming soon!

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Published on October 02, 2018 04:30

September 10, 2018

Lion's Fall Introduction

Hi! I hope you all had a great weekend.As you know from previous posts I love to do a storyboard on Pinterest for inspiration and to portray themes from the story and  what my characters would look like.So today I introduce Jake Evans, lion shifter and entrepreneur and Sabina James, waitress and aspiring architect.~~~~What do you do when you’re on holiday in paradise only to discover someone wants you dead? And that someone is family? Lion shifter Jake Evans was fully enjoying Petit Rouge island, and the company of a gorgeous waitress, Sabina James when trouble came knocking. Now Jake and Sabina are falling fast and deep into danger, and into love. Lion’s Fall, a sexy, suspenseful romance is coming your way soon.

 






















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Published on September 10, 2018 08:56

September 3, 2018

Cover Reveal: New Lion Shifter Romance



"A holiday in paradise, takes a dangerous turn."

This suspenseful romance is coming your way soon!
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Published on September 03, 2018 17:50

July 29, 2018

Free Download-Fire In His Stripes, Available Again!


I hope you have been having a great weekend! I have been spending mine trying to squeeze in some reading while I work on a bear shifter romance story-I am really having a good time writing this particular book.
Now, some time ago I made a short story, Fire In His Stripes, available for a limited time, free. It’s available again if you didn’t get the chance to download your copy.



















Fire In His Stripes is a short and entertaining story (about 2000 words) that serves as an introduction to Hot Fur Stripes, the first book in the sexy, tiger shifter romance series, Striped Passions. This short story is easy to read and features an alternate beginning and a delightful twist! Fire In His Stripes is not available at book stores.
Download your copy now.
If you know someone who might enjoy this tiger shifter tale-feel free to share the link.
I hope you like Fire In His Stripes, and enjoy the remainder of your weekend!
D.B. Shayne
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Published on July 29, 2018 04:25

July 21, 2018

The Allure of Shifterdom

Paranormal romance fiction is a beautiful universe.In the past it was dominated by werewolves and vampires. These days the emergence of several shifter types, especially furry beings, has become common place in the paranormal romance domain. Whatever the flavour or setting you crave: vanilla, spicy, suspense, science fiction and criminal investigation, alternative history and even dystopian-there is something for you.

I have an affinity for tiger shifters-I believe tigers are one of most beautiful creatures in the animal kingdom. And vampires are an all-time favourite. In paranormal romance fiction there is a delicious smorgasbord of shifter beings: cheetahs, panthers, hawks and crows. Even hot aliens, demons and angels have found their way into our book pages or ereader screens. Imaginations have been unequivocally stoked by endless possibilities and readers who adore the genre have a whole new heaven to explore-and seven is no longer the highest level of bliss.

But what is it about shifters that intrigues us? The enigma? The dark shades of another world where some things can never be explained? Maybe it’s the powerful and unique traits they possess and the human version of the being that either complements or is a stark contrast to their mystical side. Or is it the irresistible, never ending journey of questions, that even those of which are answerless, still propels us into giddy exploration and makes us pursue that coveted happy ending, or at least the promise of such?What intrigues you, dear reader?
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Published on July 21, 2018 09:57