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October 22, 2019
New Release : Chamber of Monsters
Chamber of Monsters
A man’s touch, skin against skin, was a spike of pain deep to my bones.
Not that I wanted a man. No, my…desires ran deeper. Darker.
Alien. Furred. Monstrous.
And what I needed lurked in a long-abandoned chamber…waiting. For me.
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Excerpt
Hargreaves said that—no matter what—I couldn’t fall asleep.
Beasts…lurked.
So, naturally, my eyes were burning, lids dropping and my head bobbing downwards, only to catch in a pained upward jerk before sleep took me. Because—gods above and below—I was fucking bored. Bored to the very soles of my feet.
There was an idea.
I stared at my boots, because I needed something to prod my brain. Those feet—and ancient boots—were propped up on the worn table, crossed at the ankle. The single cut of light from the spluttering lamp picked out the muck and stains in the ancient leather. I flexed my toes and the thinned upper of my work boot stretched and broke out a fresh, new crack.
Wonderful.
But my distinct lack of funds was the reason I was sitting guard duty in a musty chamber, tucked somewhere in the bowels of the Old-City. An empty chamber. With the exception of a rickety chair, a table that was far older than anything I owned and a lamp that spat out intermittent white light. Nothing else. Bare metal walls, ceiling and floor with spots of green rust…and no hint of what I was watching for or guarding.
Just my ass in said badly padded chair and the urge to drift off nagging at me.
And that thrum didn’t help.
A slow, rhythmic pulse of—not sound—something deeper, something that throbbed through to the very centre of my bones. There had to be New-City machinery above the dingy little room. Was that was I was there for? To call the alarm if the probably vital bit of tech suddenly stopped, well…throbbing?
I winced. That sounded stupid even to my bored and sleepy brain.
Hargreaves had said beasts. Which was even more unlikely. Git.
I was to stay put—and stay awake—until I was relieved. Which was when? I squinted at my time-piece and my mouth pulled down in a frown at the splintered numbers. Fuck. I flicked the screen with my nail and the digits danced and shimmered, but didn’t settle into anything useful. Again…fuck.
Something else I’d have to replace. Wonderful.
I’d been in the chamber less than an hour. I was sure.
But I only had bloody Hargreaves to rely on to pull me out when my eight hour shift of sitting and staring at my worn boots was over.
And yet again with all the fucks.
May 22, 2019
New Box Set Bundle : Beast Bites
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Beast Bites Boxset
All five books in the Beast Bites Series have been bundled together for the first time!
A Manticore’s Mate
Under Her Stallion
Taken by the Cat-Beast
Hounded by the Alpha-Dog
A Dragon Rides Her
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May 17, 2019
New Release: Rite of the Beast
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Rite of the Beast – Gothic Monsters : Book One
The only chance to escape my fate came in the form of a wild and forbidden Beast.
And I would be his before the sun rose.
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November 28, 2018
Winter is here…
A winter reminder…
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The Horned One
Taboo Feasts Two
On midwinter’s night, the Hunter–The Horned One–rides with his pack in search of his Lady. The one he would take as his very own.
But that was impossible. I knew that. We were millions of light years from Earth. A strange and depraved twist on an ancient myth couldn’t ride the cold skies here…
Could he?
This title can be read as a standalone story
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You can read an excerpt here.
November 12, 2018
New Release: Stallion to the Queen
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Stallion to the Queen
Every woman of the House of Constandine must stand before the great winged Stallion as his virgin sacrifice.
I was no different.
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Excerpt
Ice and snow and a bitter, bitter, bone-deep cold.
That was my earliest memory. I have little doubt it was the first memory of everyone born to this cursed place. From the lowliest serf to the Regent herself. Every inch of the realm—not a kingdom, because no man would again sit on our throne—was a blanket of the fiercest cold. Bar the few clear days in the height of the summer, when the misty blue of the sky and the push of green life through the endless white was a celebration…
And an all-too-sharp reminder that the hint of warmth would soon be gone.
It was our curse. One bound to my family—the House of Constandine. Well, it was my great-great-grandfather’s curse, to be exact. Cursed for being a royal shit-stain of a king. And why, from that moment on, we could only have a Regent.
We were caught, waiting for the time magic would reveal our chosen Queen.
My aunt ruled. A dour and practical woman, often pale and pinched and bundled in furs, who stalked the freezing corridors of the palace, biting out orders. Rumour had it that she’d been presented…and the lack of even a twitch, of so much as a streak of gold through the stone had frozen her heart in ice…
Oh, yes—did I not say?—we had a way out of our curse. Of course, we did.
Every female of royal descent on her twenty first birthday was presented to…him.
The Stallion. The great stone beast that stood proud behind the Throne of the Queen. Myth said the right virgin would awaken him. And I wondered if my aunt had remained untouched when she stood naked before him on the summer solstice two decades before. She was, after all, an ethereally beautiful woman, even now when she was so dour and pinched.
Untouched flesh would chase the stone from his heart, the legend declared, flowing gold and heat over his form…and with him the land would again be warm and fruitful.
The chosen woman would be our new Queen.
And I…I was to be the forty third virgin to stand naked before him.
My heart had been a cracked stone in my chest for days. Weeks. Not for the act of standing before the Stallion. He was a creature of beauty, all arching wings and flawless white marble. No, it was what was to follow…after.
November 7, 2018
Monsters from the Deep Bundle
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Monsters from the Deep : Books One & Two
Beware the alien water and its…MONSTERS FROM THE DEEP!
Book One : STELLAR CATCH
Humanity has spread out across the cosmos…but in the depths of a distant ocean, a monster is waiting.
Waiting for a woman ready to be his mate.
His own. Forever.
And Edelina Howe, quiet…and different, has no idea that a long-forgotten–and ugly–alien ancestor makes her of prime interest to the monster lurking in the shadows of her room…
Book Two : STRANGE BAIT
Humanity has spread out across the cosmos…but in the depths of a distant ocean, a sea monster is waiting.
Waiting for a woman ready to be his mate.
His own. Forever.
Inspector Adele Banan, investigating the disappearance of Edelina Howe, is caught by a shimmering blue scale found in the missing woman’s room. It’s DNA reveals a hideous monster. But there is a stranger–and more delicious truth–waiting in the shadows of Banan’s room.
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October 31, 2018
Taboo Feasts Bundle
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Taboo Feasts ~ Books 1 & 2
As the nights draw in, it’s time for…TABOO FEASTS
Book One : THROWN TO THE WOLVES : A HALLOWE’EN STORY
I was stranded, I needed money to get off a derelict planet and the only way to earn it was to dance for strangers.
But that night was the Thinning of the Veils. Beasts roamed under the moons.
And those beasts? They wanted…me.
Book Two : THE HORNED ONE : A WINTER STORY
On midwinter’s night, the Hunter–The Horned One–rides with his pack in search of his Lady. The one he would take as his very own.
But that was impossible. I knew that. We were millions of light years from Earth. A strange and depraved twist on an ancient myth couldn’t ride the cold skies here…
Could he?
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July 31, 2018
Where am I now…?
Where has the time gone??
I am still beavering away writing lascivious monsters and magical beasts of all shapes and kinds…but it’s summer and obligations eat away at my time. *sigh*
This standalone book is the one I hope to have out in August as well as Lupus Tertius, Book Three of The Sorcerer’s Wolves. Fingers crossed.
In the meantime, my naughty monsters are always waiting…here
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June 16, 2018
New Release : Orc World – Books 1, 2 and 3
Orc World : Books 1, 2 and 3
The orcs await you…
THE ORC’S WILLING PRIZE
We followed the Call of our Goddess, but it led us to crash our ship on this barbarian world.
There are orcs in the forest out beyond our temple. Wild and bestial. They want us, desperate for a priestess to call their own.
And now…I, I am caught. A prize for an orc captain.
A willing one.
THE ORC’S CHOSEN ONE
The Call of our Goddess brought us to this barbarian world.
It’s home to a race of orcs who are desperate for a priestess to have as their own. Their very own.
And who am I to deny that a priestess has needs too…?
THE ORC’S QUEEN
I followed the Call of the Goddess in coming to this world. His world.
War-Blade, the Orc-King.
And finally—finally—I will be his queen.
Available for sale on Amazon and free as a part of your Kindle Unlimited subscription
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You can read excerpts here:
The Orc’s Willing Prize
The Orc’s Chosen One
The Orc’s Queen
June 1, 2018
New Release ~ Lupus Secondus
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Lupus Secondus
The Sorcerer’s Wolves : Book Two
A curse binds the Incantator, has bound him for a hundred years…but with the rise of the next three moons, he will break free.
Now his Second Wolf, Secondus, must hunt out his mate in the island city of Fent.
Cesara is an apprentice scribe, long kept under the thumb of her hated Master. But with the rising of the moon, she willingly bends to the power of the wolf.
And continues the rite that will free them all…
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Excerpt
I crept between the billowings of red silk, stepping between the shifting lamps and their flickers of golden light and the silver of the full moon. My heart drummed. I shouldn’t…I shouldn’t have found my way into the carnival. It was the latest defiance against my master, foul and cruel old man. He’d denied anyone the chance to move through the rumoured wild beauty of the Solstice Carnival.
For three nights. I’d lasted one.
He’d barred us in the night before, barricading the windows and door in the long room in which us lowly scribes slept.
“A curse sits on the silk and debauchery of the carnival. I would not have your…innocence spent there.”
My hated Master’s words as he fixed the last lock in place.
I huffed a breath and slipped around a gawking crowd caught in the thrall of a scarlet-coated magician. His magic was a glitter, a light weave sparkling through the cold air as he painted a possible future for those with enough gold coins to see it.
No, Master Lenya, would rather we spent our innocence on him. To step up to the rank of artisan and to escape the lecherous old sod, I had to give him my virginity. I’d refused. It was why I still laboured as an apprentice in his hall at the ripe age of four and twenty.
It would be a hot day in the Underworld before he got his gnarled hands under my skirts.
And…it was why I’d broken through the loose latch on the window above my bed and scrambled out onto the roof. I’d had enough. I was close to a master in my craft…yet trapped under Lenya. Caught in my contract. I wanted the gift of my virginity to be mine to give. Not his to take.
And what was better than to give it away under the wild debauchery of the carnival?
My heart skipped, and the hot bloom in my chest caught my breath. Oh, yes, there was my secret. The always so prim and staid Apprentice Ryn ached to be fucked. To be taken. I drew in a rough breath, the pulse to my blood almost dizzying. To be…witnessed in that delicious breaking of my maidenhead.
