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He’ll do anything to keep her.
Even tie her to his bed.

Sebastian Deveraux is the Alpha of his pack and like all the Deveraux men, he’s sexy as pure sin. He’s waited for decades for just the right woman. For his mate. And ten years ago he’d been sure he’d found her in Amanda St. James. But she’d run from him.

Now she’s back. He’ll do anything to keep her. Even if it means tying her to his bed.

Warning: Contains one sinfully seductive cajun werewolf with plenty of pent up sexual tension, a little light bondage, and a love that will last a lifetime.

The Cajun’s Captive is free right now on Smashwords and AllRomanceEbooks . Hopefully on Amazon and others soon.

Other Books In This Series

Bitten in the Bayou (Book Two)
Seduced by a Cajun Werewolf (Book Three)
Mated to a Cajun Werewolf (Book Four)
Stranded with a Cajun Werewolf (Book Five)

Or get them all together:
The Stormy Weather 5-in-1 Anthology
Stormy Weather Collector’s Edition

Book Blogger Interview: Besotted with Books

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Where are you from? Were you a big reader as a child?

I am originally from Chester in the uk but now I live in Hampshire . My dad was in the RAF so we had to move when he did.

Yes I was always a constant reader, people would worry if I didn’t have some sort of book in my hand. I so remember reading a lot of Enid blyton books.

What made you decide to start a book blog?

I decided to start a book blog mainly to keep track of what I was reading and share it with others. I love finding like minded people who enjoy what I do. I also like it when we disagree so you get a real mixture of opinions

What’s your biggest challenge as a book blogger?

My biggest challenge is posting regularly , I find normal life gets in the way and blogging ends up taking a back seat. I also get readers block quite a lot. Basically I’m an awful blogger.

Who are some of your favorite authors and why?

I love unique authors those who aren’t afraid to try something new , for me that was people like Lauren Oliver and Veronica Roth . This is so difficult though I love a variety for all different reasons . I also love authors who take the time to chat to you on twitter.

What’s your biggest book/story related pet peeve?

I hate in teen books that a guy and a girl can fall madly on love with each other in about a day, 1 it doesn’t happen and 2 it might make you g teens think it will . It’s just unrealistic

If you could only read one genre for the rest of your life, what would it be and why?

It would be dystopian I think.  They can have a bit of everything …. They have romance, mystery and sci-fi  . I love it.


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Book of the Week: Games Demons Play

“Hello, Gorgeous.” Izzy Lukin trailed the edge of her index finger down the flawless black paint. The Bugatti Veyron could have been a man, she lusted for it so.

“Who are you talking to?” Avery’s voice echoed in Izzy’s ears thanks to her iPhone’s earbuds.

“No one,” Izzy said quickly, snatching her hand back.

The dim light in the garage made the sleek sports car extra seductive. Like a woman… bathed in candlelight. But a woman did not come with twelve hundred horsepower. Or a body with enough contours it could have been a world-class bodybuilder. And a gleaming paint job that called to Izzy like a droplet of blood.

Like all vamps, she was attracted to shiny, sparkling things, and the coal black car in Valencia’s garage certainly glittered. Especially since Izzy had opened the enormous garage door, letting the pale beams of light from the full moon dance through the space.

“You’re not doing what I think you’re doing?” Avery asked. Avery, the raven-haired American beauty with the exotic Asian features, was fast and loose with men, but when it came to coven rules, she might as well have been a nun.

“Of course not. I was only talking to her.” Talking. Lusting after her. Her being Gorgeous, the car.

“I still think it’s crazy-sauce that V nicknames her cars,” Avery replied. As a former Olympian and sports therapist, Avery was practical. Analytical. She was not particularly fantastical.

Izzy, on the other hand, had an impulsive streak as wide as the English Channel. She loved that Valencia, cool-as-the-Siberian-winter, gave her cars names. If she were ever able to buy a car like Gorgeous, she’d give it a sexy name too.

“She nicknames her jewels as well,” Izzy reminded, bringing up one of Avery’s favorite topics. The vampiress might be practical, but her love of fine jewelry ran deep. It was Avery who single-handedly pushed Valencia into opening a chain of jewelry stores.

“Well, honey,” Avery drawled, “if I had stones like hers, I’d name ’em too.”

Izzy’s thought exactly.

“I will be back before sunup. Do not worry about me.” Turning away from the car, she clutched the collection of hangers with her left index finger and tossed the garments over her shoulder.

“I still don’t understand why you don’t let the butler take care of your dry cleaning.”

Avery didn’t mind being waited on. Izzy had not gotten used to it. And besides, sometimes she just needed her space. “I like to get out of the house.” Despite the enormous mansion and surrounding land, she still got restless sometimes and needed to be out among people. It was probably because she grew up in a big city where you could not move without rubbing shoulders with your neighbor.

Izzy glanced at the gleaming motorcycle Valencia had given her on the one-year anniversary of the night she’d been turned. Jet-black with sparks of chrome. A beast of a machine that purred between her thighs.

It wasn’t the Bugatti.

Against her better judgment, she glanced back at the car and a tendril of desire snaked through her body. What would it be like to drive such a precision machine? She could almost feel the bucket seats curving around her, hugging her, cupping her ass like tight denim. Like the ultimate caress.

Over the top of the car, Izzy spied the shadow box containing keys to all the cars in the garage. Normally, Izzy drove her motorcycle or if she needed a car, she drove Lucifer, the Mercedes. But right there for the world to see… The keys to the Bugatti. Did she dare?

“Do not wait up.” As she hit the button on the phone to disconnect the call she heard Avery call her name. There was no way for Avery to make it from her room to the garage in time to stop Izzy. Unless she flashed.

Valencia would never know. She was in New York City for fashion week, Izzy reasoned with herself. She would have Gorgeous back in her stall by sun up.

Desire drove her to the keys. She was careful with the hangers as she laid her dry cleaning in the passenger’s seat. The fine leather interior smelled divine and a surge of excitement shot through her. Sitting in a Bugatti, surrounded by the cozy-yet-sleek interior, was like coming home.

Like finding the perfect pair of shoes. Just the right color. Just the right heel height. Just the right fit.

The engine roared, then purred. A tremor quaked through Izzy’s body as she adjusted the mirrors. The car was ridiculously expensive. The kind of money that very few people could afford. People like her father. Like Valencia. Her fingers wrapped around the steering wheel and she felt a flush similar to an oncoming orgasm. Perfection was in the details and this automobile was worth every penny.

Breathless, she pulled into the courtyard and flipped on the lights. It was not often that Izzy got butterflies of excitement in her stomach. Being wrapped in this glorious car was one of those times.

Smiling, she stepped on the gas.

The gas pedal was sensitive, just as she’d expected. It would be so easy, too easy, to release the power. To accelerate across the countryside and experience the automobile as it was meant to be driven. Full on, without caution.

Too easy.

When she rolled to a stop on the outside of town she looked at the sign across the road. An invisible power urged her to let the horses beneath the hood run free. Fast and far, unbridled.

Left to town. Right… to Germany. To the Autobahn.

Glancing in the rearview mirror, she realized there was one more direction she could go. Back.

Home to the mansion. Put Gorgeous away. Get in Lucifer and do the smart thing. The boring thing.

Drive.

Not for the first time in her life she felt helpless, powerless against the unknown pull. Drawing her away from what she knew was the smart decision. The temptation was so strong she felt like she were not really inhabiting her body. Just a passenger along for the ride.

Drive.

She turned right.

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Silly Selena

Sorry for the silly test text message this morning Wolfpack! Didn’t mean to make you guys into guinea pigs. The good news is the New Release text messages work!

The better news is, you get a free book for helping us test the system!

Please accept my heartfelt apology and go use the coupon code for a FREE copy of Games Demons Play from Smashwords. The coupon code is in the text I just sent.

And to anyone who didn’t sign up yet, see all the fun you’re missing!

Back to the writer’s cave for me.

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Thank you readers! Go Izzy. Go Izzy!

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4.26.2013 – Games Demons Play is Available!

Games Demons Play is available now on the following sites: A | BN | S | ARe | K

The emotional and sinfully sweet third book in the Mystic Isle series.

When Izzy Lukin wakes up in the arms of a sinfully handsome stranger, she’s immediately sure of two things. She wrecked a really expensive car and the man holding her is not human.

Shade has won enough card games in his life to know when to hold. The beautiful vamp hell bent on paying for the damage she caused is definitely worth holding on to.

But what will happen when she finds out they’ll be going head-to-head in the poker tournament…and he never loses?

Warning: contains an impulsive heroine, one super sexy demon who never loses, steamy bathroom sex, a glitzy casino and surprises no one saw coming

Length: 40,000 word novel

Genre: erotic paranormal romance

Series: Mystic Isle, book 3

Izzy’s book

Games Demons Play- Last Snippet Excerpt

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He laughed softly but she did not get the impression that he thought she was crazy. “It’s a shame to let something so beautiful sit idle.”

She lifted her head and turned toward him again. He was staring at her, his gaze tracing over her face. She got the feeling that he was not only speaking about the car.

There was something about his eyes that calmed her. An unusual shade of gray, almost silver. But he was definitely not a vampire. For starters, he was warm. And big. Really, really big. She hadn’t seen a single flash of fangs.

Up close, he was sinfully handsome. The kind of man a woman dreamed about but never actually met. Thick, dark eyelashes. A perfect nose. Kissable mouth. Strong, unshaven jaw. And dark hair that brushed his shoulders, giving him the perfect bad boy appearance.

Over the pain in her heart and thundering of her heartbeat, Izzy was aware of two things. She’d most likely just totaled Valencia’s Bugatti and the man rubbing her back was not human.

Get your copy now to finish reading Izzy and Shade’s story.