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Halloweenie Special, Y’all!

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Fate can be fought, but She will always win.

Three kings.
Three sisters.
Six destinies entwined.

As four kingdoms are targeted in a surreptitious struggle to balance power, an ancient brotherhood refuses to allow an heir of one kingdom onto the throne of another. Each king fights to protect his fated mate, but in the end, only love will save them all.

Salutations, my friends! What’s that? I’m not your friend? Well, I do get told that a lot, mainly from family, but bear with me. Covid season is long and I’ve done a thing. No, Mom, it’s not for the good of the planet. It’s for the celebration of my one-year anniversary of the release of The Wolf King’s Bride, the first book in my Fate of Imperium Series. Yeah, yeah, it’s a month late but since we’ve been in 2020 for five freakin’ years I lost track of time.

As a big thanks for anyone reading this, I’ve created a free copy of The Wolf King’s Bride via Prolific Works. You can download it here–and rest assured that while it will ask for your email, I am not collecting it nor will I be spamming you. It’s simply a way to read the book for free. As another huge thanks, I’ve put all three books into a boxed set on Amazon and lowered the price to $1.99. Book 1 is regularly $0.99, and the other books are regularly $2.99 each.

This series was such a joy to create and publish. Personally, I think I did much better with the second book, but that’s probably because it was easier to write once I had a the rest of the series mapped out on paper. I also think the second book has better humor. While these aren’t romantic comedies, I usually find a way to make a joke here and there. It’s in my DNA, so we can all blame my parents, right?

Should you choose to experience the adventure that is my writing (or maybe suffer it??), let me go ahead and tell you how much I appreciate the chance you’re taking on me. If you have a spare moment, please leave a review for the book(s). Reviews are the lifeblood of self-published authors. Have a wonderful Halloween and Happy Reading!

Click here to get your discounted Fate of Imperium Boxed Set from Amazon!
Sale ends 10/31/20

Shadow’s Lyric Excerpt + Author Takeover

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Happy last day of May, y’all! Tomorrow, June 1, I’ll be taking over the Xpresso Readers Lounge group on Facebook from 6 – 8 p.m. EST. We’ll be celebrating my new fantasy/paranormal romance release, Shadow’s Lyric. Join me for some fun (probably), laughs (hopefully), and giveaways (definitely).

I have to say, I’m super proud of this book. It’s 100k words in length, the longest novel I’ve written. It’s full of humor, action, and one badass heroine that I thoroughly enjoyed writing. Below is an excerpt. Links to check it out for purchase can be found here. Stay safe, my friends!

p.s. The book is only 99cents through 6/7.

Shadow’s Lyric

CH 17 Excerpt

Draven was waiting for me in the hall when I exited my quarters. Something about the way he was casually leaning against the stone, with his arms and legs crossed, made him look especially yummy.

His nostrils flared right as his silver eyes took on an ethereal glow. I turned into a startled rabbit, frozen in his high beams. The oxygen between us heated, increasing in weight. Suddenly I felt hot, my mouth dry.

“I know how we can wet it,” he rumbled, pushing off the wall and crowding my personal space.

Stupid shield!

In my defense, it was hard to concentrate on anything when Draven was looking at me like he was about to eat me alive.

“Do you have any idea what you did to me out there?” he accused.

“I didn’t do anything to you.”

Draven grabbed my hand and flattened it on his crotch. My fingers reflexively squeezed, like they had a mind of their own. A dirty, naughty, whorish little mind of their own. A thrill shot through me and my adrenaline kicked in.

Well, hello there, nipples. Are you trying to tear through my shirt? Looks like.

“I’m not sure I’ll be able to watch you best them again and again, but that’s exactly what you’ll do, isn’t it, Angel?”

“You—you liked that? It was just me losing my temper.”

Squeeze.

I was somebody else at that moment. Someone whose hand had no problem fondling big packages.

“No, it was so much more,” Draven contended.

Squeeze.

This time he released a satisfying exhale. I was affecting him. I liked—scratch that—I loved how I was affecting him. I felt powerful. Desired.

Despite any misgivings over the Shadow Lord’s intentions, I wanted him with an irrational craving bordering on obsession. I wanted this male I hardly knew. Wanted him enough that I was standing in the hallway, after getting pissed on by a gargoyle, stroking him through his leathers.

We were having a conversation about what I did on the archery range while I was giving him a handy. Damn if I could get my stupid fingers to let go. I knew Draven wanted me. I didn’t understand it, but he’d made it very clear. The proof was throbbing in my palm.

The question was, what was I going to do about it? Probably what I always did when someone pushed me. I was going to push back.

“Did you follow me up here for a quickie, Draven?”

Ohmysweetjesus, I seriously just said that out loud. Another person was inhabiting my body. Probably a prostitute’s ghost.

“What would you do if I said yes?”

My heart sped up, thinking of the answer, picturing it vividly in my head.

“Shield, Lyric. My control around you is tenuous at best, and the images you’re projecting are telling me you’d be more than okay with me locking us up in your room for a few hours while I take up residence in the cradle of your thighs.”

I bit my lip, which I guess was code for go ahead and do me because Draven had me pinned to the wall with my legs around his waist faster than I could blink. So distracted by this exalted male, I hardly noticed the discomfort of my swords getting sandwiched between my back and the cool stone.

“Maybe just a taste, then,” he bade, his mouth so close to mine I was breathing his exhale.

I waited, then quickly realized he was waiting for me to decide. My sensitized skin felt tight. My core ached. I hungered. Gods, how I hungered.

These stirrings had always been dormant in me. One second in Draven’s orbit had awoken the carnal side of my being, the demon side which should have always had an appetite for pleasures of the flesh.

Mateus and the other demons in our clan had no issue finding a warm body for just a night. Getting naked with the humans whose names they’d not remember was commonplace.

I’d grown into adulthood believing I was lacking in this, convinced my halfling chromosomes had dampened those instincts. I had lived in the presence of hundreds of males my entire life and not one of them made me feel any amount of sexual desire, not even Mateus. Only Draven made me feel this way and had since the second I’d stepped into his world.

“Lyric,” he growled.

I involuntarily tilted my pelvis, groaning at the faintest touch of sweet friction. Draven shook, holding himself in check. For me. He was holding back for me.

It was heady stuff having any sort of power over the biggest and baddest Shadow in the land.

My soul pushed energies out and when his magics pushed back, I was lost. I could no more stop this than I could stop a rising tide.

My hands flew to his hair, grabbing two fistfuls. I yanked him the rest of the distance, holding him to me, unable to get close enough.

Unlike our first kiss, this one was raw. Primal. All teeth and tongue and desperation. I loved it. Locking my legs behind his back, I ground against him.

“Fuck, Lyric.”

His curse added to my impulse to behave badly. I’d bet he was a dirty talker in bed. Not that I had much experience with that, but I did have satellite television in my room back home. One can learn a lot from soft porn.

“Have to … make you … come,” he gritted between kisses.

Oh, yes, please!

Draven’s mouth drifted down the column of my throat. He kept one hand under my ass and the other slid under my shirt, then under my sports bra. I threw my head back when he reached my nipple, pinching and pulling. All the while he continuously rolled his hips into me.

Shadows started moving around us. Just like in my dreams, they slithered against my limbs, humming with vibrations. I froze.

“Draven?”

“Shh. It’s just me,” he whispered, licking my collarbone. “I need your mouth, but I want to taste and touch you everywhere. Let me show you how I can do both.”

“Uh—”

His lips were on mine again, the tendrils of darkness taking over his scorching kisses below my ear and down my neck. The maelstrom of sensations obliterated any hesitation I might have had. It was like there were three Dravens making out with me against the wall.

He dropped his other hand back to my rear. Magics skated under my clothing, across my breasts, feeling like electric fingers.

When he started lifting me up and down against his rigid cock, I moaned. The movement was chafing, holding me in that narrow space between pleasure and pain. That foreign storm, the one I’d only ever experienced in my dreams where a shadowy figure played my body like a master, built with the force of a tsunami.

Electric currents slithered down my abdomen, under my pants, and settled atop my clit. Holy fucking shit. They increased in intensity, alternating with his jerking hips. Every part of me was covered in his essence.

The only place he wasn’t was the one place I knew we both wanted him to be. Conjuring the image of Draven moving inside me, imagining his weight pinning me down as he thrust between my legs, the dam finally broke.

I cried out in pleasured shock, unable to hold it in. On and on it went with those electric currents prolonging my ecstasy until I was nothing more than a drooping form Draven had to hold upright.

My body went limp, my head dropping to his shoulder. He was still hard and I wondered if we should do something about that, though, maybe not out here in the hall.

Draven kissed my neck then straightened. Pulling gently on my hair, he tilted my head enough to see my face.

“You’re exactly as I knew you’d be,” he said.

“How’s that?” I puffed, still somewhat winded.

“Passionate. Wild. A force to be reckoned with.”

I blushed hard. Make-out session against wall? No problem. Complement from the Shadow Lord? Total embarrassment.

“Yes, well, you’re nothing like I thought. None of this is, aside from the atmospheric differences.”

“What did you think I’d be?”

“Cold. Scary. Murdery.”

He fought a smile. “I’m not sure murdery is a word, but I can be—and often am—all three. Though, not to you, Lyric. Never to you.”

Emotions rolled through me, plucking a haunting tune on my heartstrings. I wasn’t sure I was ready to identify what I was feeling.

He spoke to me as he might speak to a lover. He showed care for me, concern even. He’d fucking bought me a set of katanas and a personalized flask, things I’d treasure far more than any gift of flowers or jewelry.

“Draven …”

His lips pressed softly to mine. I knew my shield had been annihilated, so he was catching everything. It was grossly unfair.

“It’s okay, Angel. This was all I needed, for now. You come beautifully, by the way.”

If I flushed any further, I was going to have an aneurism.

Draven lowered me to my feet, brushing back the stray hairs that had fallen out of my ponytail during our hallway tryst.

“You might want to shower and change again, unless you want everyone to know what we were doing.”

“They’ll still catch traces, anyway, won’t they?”

“Probably.”

Lamerson’s words about my worth got stuck on repeat in my mind. “I don’t want them to think I’m, that I’m …”

“That you’re what?”

“That that’s why I’m here, all I’m good for.”

I waited for the regret to seep through my pores. When it didn’t, I chalked it up to the endorphins still pumping through me. Surely, I’d regret this by morning.

Draven pushed open my door and nudged me inside. “Then go rinse off, get dressed, return to the training area, and kick someone’s ass.”

Oh, gods. Draven got me. He sooo got me. How could I possibly keep my panties dry when the Shadow Lord was over there getting me?

I was in over my head.

Shadow’s Lyric Cover Reveal and Blurb!

“I think there might be something very wrong with you.”

Draven, Lord of Shadows

“I think you might be right.”

Lyric, Kicker of Asses

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It’s finally finished, y’all! It took over a year. Normally, I can finish a rough draft in less than two months. Yeah, yeah, that was before I went back to work full time, but I never said I was a rational human. Just ask my mom.

This is the longest novel I’ve written–100k freakin’ words! Half of them are f-bombs and borrowed from the urban thesaurus. Okay, not half, but enough that I thought about taking some of them out. Then I quickly recovered from that insanity and left ’em in. You’re welcome.

Shadow’s Lyric releases June 1st. You can pre-order for only 99cents. I’m thinking I’ll keep it at that price through the first week of June (regular price is $2.99). Below is the blurb and links so you can check it out, if so inclined. Stay safe, my friends!

It began with a blood oath.

It ended in bloodshed.

When twenty-one-year-old Lyric is told by her father, Gabrian, she will be crossing into the Otherland as payment for a favor he owes the Shadow Lord, she thinks her life is over. In truth, it is just beginning. Years of training as a soldier and an uncanny ability to learn pretty much anything give Lyric the tools she needs to survive her new reality—and it totally helps that her new lord and master is sex incarnate.

Draven has long awaited Lyric’s arrival, and not just because he needs her to track a powerful weapon stolen by an unknown adversary. He believes he has everything firmly in hand, despite the subterfuge he foolishly agreed to some twenty years back. When Draven’s enemies and lies of omission both threaten the fragile bond he and Lyric are forming, he refuses to allow anything to stand in the way, not even the razor-sharp blade of Lyric’s favorite sword.

WARNING: This novel contains tons of bad language, the occasional smackdown, and a good deal of inappropriate humor–sometimes all at once.

Amazon     iBooks     Nook     Kobo     Smashwords

I Tease Because I Love You

Holy bananas, Batman! It’s been a loooong-ass time since I’ve been on here. Life took some twists and turns (I got a full time job) and my free time got pinched real tight. Why does that sound so dirty? Nevermind. It may have taken over a year, but I finally have my latest project ready to rock and roll. Below is an excerpt from Shadow’s Lyric, which will release June 1, 2020. Cover reveal coming soon, along with links.

Hope y’all are all doing okay during these crazy times.

Best,

C

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Chapter 17 Teaser

Draven was waiting for me in the hall when I exited my quarters. Something about the way he was casually leaning against the stone, with his arms and legs crossed, made him look especially yummy.

His nostrils flared right as his silver eyes took on an ethereal glow. I turned into a startled rabbit, frozen in his high beams. The oxygen between us heated, increasing in weight. Suddenly I felt hot, my mouth dry.

“I know how we can wet it,” he rumbled, pushing off the wall and crowding my personal space.

Stupid shield!

In my defense, it was hard to concentrate on anything when Draven was looking at me like he was about to eat me alive.

“Do you have any idea what you did to me out there?” he accused.

“I didn’t do anything to you.”

Draven grabbed my hand and flattened it on his crotch. My fingers reflexively squeezed, like they had a mind of their own. A dirty, naughty, whorish little mind of their own. A thrill shot through me and my adrenaline kicked in.

Well, hello there, nipples. Are you trying to tear through my shirt? Looks like.

“I’m not sure I’ll be able to watch you best them again and again, but that’s exactly what you’ll do, isn’t it, Angel?”

“You—you liked that? It was just me losing my temper.”

Squeeze.

I was somebody else at that moment. Someone whose hand had no problem fondling big packages.

“No, it was so much more,” Draven contended.

Squeeze.

This time he released a satisfying exhale. I was affecting him. I liked—scratch that—I loved how I was affecting him. I felt powerful. Desired.

Despite any misgivings over the Shadow Lord’s intentions, I wanted him with an irrational craving bordering on obsession. I wanted this male I hardly knew. Wanted him enough that I was standing in the hallway, after getting pissed on by a gargoyle, stroking him through his leathers.

We were having a conversation about what I did on the archery range while I was giving him a handy. Damn if I could get my stupid fingers to let go. I knew Draven wanted me. I didn’t understand it, but he’d made it very clear. The proof was throbbing in my palm.

The question was, what was I going to do about it? Probably what I always did when someone pushed me. I was going to push back.

“Did you follow me up here for a quickie, Draven?”

Ohmysweetjesus, I seriously just said that out loud. Another person was inhabiting my body. Probably a prostitute’s ghost.

“What would you do if I said yes?”

My heart sped up, thinking of the answer, picturing it vividly in my head.

“Shield, Lyric. My control around you is tenuous at best, and the images you’re projecting are telling me you’d be more than okay with me locking us up in your room for a few hours while I take up residence in the cradle of your thighs.”

I bit my lip, which I guess was code for go ahead and do me because Draven had me pinned to the wall with my legs around his waist faster than I could blink. So distracted by this exalted male, I hardly noticed the discomfort of my swords getting sandwiched between my back and the cool stone.

“Maybe just a taste, then,” he bade, his mouth so close to mine I was breathing his exhale.

I waited, then quickly realized he was waiting for me to decide. My sensitized skin felt tight. My core ached. I hungered. Gods, how I hungered.

These stirrings had always been dormant in me. One second in Draven’s orbit had awoken the carnal side of my being, the demon side which should have always had an appetite for pleasures of the flesh.

Mateus and the other demons in our clan had no issue finding a warm body for just a night. Getting naked with the humans whose names they’d not remember was commonplace.

I’d grown into adulthood believing I was lacking in this, convinced my halfling chromosomes had dampened those instincts. I had lived in the presence of hundreds of males my entire life and not one of them made me feel any amount of sexual desire, not even Mateus. Only Draven made me feel this way and had since the second I’d stepped into his world.

“Lyric,” he growled.

I involuntarily tilted my pelvis, groaning at the faintest touch of sweet friction. Draven shook, holding himself in check. For me. He was holding back for me.

It was heady stuff having any sort of power over the biggest and baddest Shadow in the land.

My soul pushed energies out and when his magics pushed back, I was lost. I could no more stop this than I could stop a rising tide.

My hands flew to his hair, grabbing two fistfuls. I yanked him the rest of the distance, holding him to me, unable to get close enough.

Unlike our first kiss, this one was raw. Primal. All teeth and tongue and desperation. I loved it. Locking my legs behind his back, I ground against him.

“Fuck, Lyric.”

His curse added to my impulse to behave badly. I’d bet he was a dirty talker in bed. Not that I had much experience with that, but I did have satellite television in my room back home. One can learn a lot from soft porn.

“Have to … make you … come,” he gritted between kisses.

Oh, yes, please!

Draven’s mouth drifted down the column of my throat. He kept one hand under my ass and the other slid under my shirt, then under my sports bra. I threw my head back when he reached my nipple, pinching and pulling. All the while he continuously rolled his hips into me.

Shadows started moving around us. Just like in my dreams, they slithered against my limbs, humming with vibrations. I froze.

“Draven?”

“Shh. It’s just me,” he whispered, licking my collarbone. “I need your mouth, but I want to taste and touch you everywhere. Let me show you how I can do both.”

“Uh—”

His lips were on mine again, the tendrils of darkness taking over his scorching kisses below my ear and down my neck. The maelstrom of sensations obliterated any hesitation I might have had. It was like there were three Dravens making out with me against the wall.

He dropped his other hand back to my rear. Magics skated under my clothing, across my breasts, feeling like electric fingers.

When he started lifting me up and down against his rigid cock, I moaned. The movement was chafing, holding me in that narrow space between pleasure and pain. That foreign storm, the one I’d only ever experienced in my dreams where a shadowy figure played my body like a master, built with the force of a tsunami.

Electric currents slithered down my abdomen, under my pants, and settled atop my clit. Holy fucking shit. They increased in intensity, alternating with his jerking hips. Every part of me was covered in his essence.

The only place he wasn’t was the one place I knew we both wanted him to be. Conjuring the image of Draven moving inside me, imagining his weight pinning me down as he thrust between my legs, the dam finally broke.

I cried out in pleasured shock, unable to hold it in. On and on it went with those electric currents prolonging my ecstasy until I was nothing more than a drooping form Draven had to hold upright.

My body went limp, my head dropping to his shoulder. He was still hard and I wondered if we should do something about that, though, maybe not out here in the hall.

Draven kissed my neck then straightened. Pulling gently on my hair, he tilted my head enough to see my face.

“You’re exactly as I knew you’d be,” he said.

“How’s that?” I puffed, still somewhat winded.

“Passionate. Wild. A force to be reckoned with.”

I blushed hard. Make-out session against wall? No problem. Complement from the Shadow Lord? Total embarrassment.

“Yes, well, you’re nothing like I thought. None of this is, aside from the atmospheric differences.”

“What did you think I’d be?”

“Cold. Scary. Murdery.”

He fought a smile. “I’m not sure murdery is a word, but I can be—and often am—all three. Though, not to you, Lyric. Never to you.”

Emotions rolled through me, plucking a haunting tune on my heartstrings. I wasn’t sure I was ready to identify what I was feeling.

He spoke to me as he might speak to a lover. He showed care for me, concern even. He’d fucking bought me a set of katanas and a personalized flask, things I’d treasure far more than any gift of flowers or jewelry.

“Draven …”

His lips pressed softly to mine. I knew my shield had been annihilated, so he was catching everything. It was grossly unfair.

“It’s okay, Angel. This was all I needed, for now. You come beautifully, by the way.”

If I flushed any further, I was going to have an aneurism.

Draven lowered me to my feet, brushing back the stray hairs that had fallen out of my ponytail during our hallway tryst.

“You might want to shower and change again, unless you want everyone to know what we were doing.”

“They’ll still catch traces, anyway, won’t they?”

“Probably.”

Lamerson’s words about my worth got stuck on repeat in my mind. “I don’t want them to think I’m, that I’m …”

“That you’re what?”

“That that’s why I’m here, all I’m good for.”

I waited for the regret to seep through my pores. When it didn’t, I chalked it up to the endorphins still pumping through me. Surely, I’d regret this by morning.

Draven pushed open my door and nudged me inside. “Then go rinse off, get dressed, return to the training area, and kick someone’s ass.”

Oh, gods. Draven got me. He sooo got me. How could I possibly keep my panties dry when the Shadow Lord was over there getting me?

I was in over my head.

Bundled Up

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Holy shi-at, y’all. I cannot believe I’ve been MIA for this long. Life grabbed me by the throat and demanded I pay attention. So I did. To life, not to writing. I’m back at work full time for the first time in years and it’s been quite an adjustment. Don’t worry, I won’t bore you with tales of my adventures in reentering the workforce. I’ve got other things to put out into the universe.

First, I’m releasing all three books in my Fate of Imperium Series in a pretty little bundle. September marks the one year anniversary of the first book of the series, The Wolf King’s Bride, so I wanted to celebrate. The success of this series about brought me to tears. No, I didn’t make a million dollars, Deborah. What I did do was sell over fourteen-thousand books, which was more than I believed I could.

Second, as part of this celebratory release, the bundle will be available for only 99 cents through September 30 (here on Amazon). Side note: I tried to get it on other sites, but the epub file links apparently don’t work. I’m working on it but my distributor keeps telling me it’s “wrong.” Ugh. Also a side note, I think if you get the pdf from Smashwords, it will work on most readers. Sorry, people, but I’m trying my best.

Third, my new novel won’t be coming out this fall as planned. I’m at 50,000 words, so I’m making some progress–it’s just slow progress. As I mentioned earlier, life has decided to delay my … er, progress. Kudos to all you working parents making it work day in and day out. I see you. It ain’t easy. I’m toasting you with my boxed wine right now.

Fourth, I’m doing a giveaway to help promote this release. Interested in a $50 Amazon Gift Card? Click here to enter.

Lastly, I’m sending out a shit ton of gratitude into the world. Thank you readers! Fellow authors! Bloggers! I see you and I appreciate you. It’s the new me, being all grateful and zen-like. Okay, okay, I’m still a little cray, but at least I’m grateful for what life has sent my way. Aside from that blood clot and a few spills on the sidewalk while trying to look cool running. I guess we can’t have it all, can we?

Happy Fall, y’all!

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Sweetest Escape Book Fair!

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Hey all my Nook and iTunes romance reader pals! This weekend is the Sweetest Escape Book Fair. Over 40 books are available for FREE or 99 cents! Check it out here. This Book Fair is part of The Sweetest Obsessions Box Set new release, available for pre-order for only 99 cents. Blurb is below. Ordering info is on the the Book Fair’s site. Happy Reading!

23 tempting romances from Sweet to Hot to downright Steamy!

Whether your obsession is Alphas, Bad Boys, Friends (or Enemies) to Lovers, or Second Chance Romance, we’ll feed your addiction with 23 drool-worthy heroes in this sizzling collection.

Escape into tales of intrigue, passion, desire, illicit temptations, secret crushes, friendships, love triangles, forbidden royals, and intimate trysts. All while meeting hot bosses, sexy Texans, heart racing musicians, steamy cops, sweetheart restaurant managers, and so much more.

You’re sure to find a romance to obsess over as you devour these sweet and scorching pages. Enjoy your favorite authors and gain some new ones in this collection of over twenty mouthwatering stories. Which one will be your sweetest obsession?

New Release Blitz and Giveaway!

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Happy Release Day to me! Bastien’s Bite is a quick’n’dirty novella I’ve put out on Kindle Unlimited. In celebration, I’m giving away a $25 Amazon Giftcard. Wanna enter? Click here for the rafflecopter. Wanna check it out? Click here. It’s only 99cents on Amazon–FREE if you’re on KU.

Also happening, I have another quick’n’dirty novella releasing Monday, April 1. Kolten’s Kiss is Book 2 in The Light Summoners. It’s also 99cents and on KU. Cover, description, and link are below.

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Laney Moore has spent years in a self-induced social prison. Her psychic ability has made her life a living hell. Jobs are hard to keep and lovers are impossible to have when you can hear everything flitting about their minds. When she comes face to face with a sexy vampire whose thoughts she can’t hear, she’s rocked down to her core. Laney finds herself ensnared by the male, hoping for more than just Kolten’s kiss.

Kolten Beck is used to restraining his urges. His body holds magic that makes certain intimacies impossible. When he stumbles across Laney, a beautiful waitress with the attitude to match her fiery hair, his possessive instincts intensify to uncomfortable levels. Will Laney be the one female immune to his unwanted magic? Or will she be like all the others, wanting him only because of what’s in his DNA? Finding the answer is one urge Kolten can’t fight.

Only on Amazon: Kolten’s Kiss.

So, I Did a Thing…

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After months straight of writing and editing full-length novels, I needed a break. I needed something fun and easy (insert inappropriate joke here). Lately, I’ve seen a ton of romantic short reads on Kindle Unlimited. My brain conjured a simple and steamy story and I had to get it out. So I did.

As with all my books under the C.A. Worley moniker, I tend to come up with stories centered around the concept of fate, or, more specifically, fated mates/couples. Bastien’s Bite is no different. It’s shorter (probably a 2-hour read), but it still has my usual theme of falling for the one person in the universe who is just right for you. I also kept some suspense in it ’cause I like some danger in my paranormal romance.

There are some differences, though. This book is steamier than my Fate of Imperium Series, but not straight erotica. As someone who also enjoys quick-n-dirty reads, I had to write, well, quick-n-dirty. No, Mom, not that dirty. I also am releasing it on Kindle Unlimited (KU) where my other series’ distribution has gone wide. I had success with doing so, but much of my research has shown many romance authors who stay in the short read space do better with KU.

Bastien’s Bite is free on KU and 99cents to purchase. The release date is March 25, 2019. Interested? You can find it on Amazon here. Below is the description. Happy Reading!

Alina Ray has always lived quiet life. When she starts having problems with a group of creepy supernaturals, she turns to her witch friend, Shane, for help. She never imagined his solution would be to push her into the arms of the city’s most powerful vampire. Will Alina resist what’s offered, or will she fall prey to Bastien’s bite?

Bastien James has been living the high life. He has money, power, and a different female on his arm every night. When he meets Alina, he realizes his life has had no real purpose. Keeping her safe seems to be his new reason for living. Bastien plans to help Alina navigate her new reality—for the rest of their immortal lives.

Each book in this series can be read as a standalone and comes complete with lots of steam and a HEA.

St. Pat’s Giveaway!

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Happy March, y’all! I hope this finds you nice and toasty this morning. I’m sitting in front of a heater right now waiting for the snow to come. *sigh* Any-hoo, I’m pleased I can share at least one bright spot on this winter day. It’s time for some luck of the Irish, people.

Up for grabs in this Lucky Leprechaun Authors & Bloggers St. Patrick’s Giveaway (whew, that’s a mouthful) are: 38 books, 38 prizes, and one $114 PayPal Cash Grand Prize. Personally, I’m handing out a copy of The Vampire King’s Mate (ebook) and an Amazon Gift Card.

Wanna enter the rafflecopter? Click here.

*Full disclosure: entering will add your email address to the author newsletters. Personally, I prefer to send one out monthly, max. Usually I forget. But when I remember, I almost always include a sale or freebie in my newsletter because I’m thankful for my readers!

February Wrap-Up

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Happy final day of February! I have some exciting stuff going on and wanted to share. If you already follow this blog, you know I had a new book release on Monday, February 25. It’s on sale for 99cents through 3/4/19 (regularly $2.99). Also, I have a Rafflecopter giveaway going on for a $25 Amazon giftcard. Click here to enter. Links to purchase The Demon King’s Destiny can be found here.

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I’m currently working on a paranormal romance, Shadow’s Lyric. It’s different than my Fate of Imperium Series in that it’s a modern setting and the main character, Lyric, has a potty mouth. I like her. I like her a lot. If you’re interested in being an ARC reader, click here to sign up.

Last but not least, I’d like to wish a very Happy Release Day to my author friend, C.D. Gorri, for her novel, Bearly There: A Bear Claw Tale #2. Details are below.

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Release Date: February 28, 2019

“She knows he’s the one, but he is fighting it tooth and nail, or in this case, claw!”



Krissy Sposa has been dreaming of her mating to gorgeous Bear Shifter, Taylor Devlin, since she was twelve years old! But the sexy Bear is determined to remain a bachelor despite the fact that they are fated mates. If only there was a way she could catch his eye!



Taylor has known the curly haired she-Bear ever since she was a kid and started working for Bear Claw Bakery. Sure, he knows about her school-girl crush, but there’s no way he is going to give in to temptation. No matter how sweet she looks with flour on her shirt and cream filling on her lips, Krissy Sposa is off-limits.



But when a lone Bear comes sniffing around Krissy, Taylor has a decision to make. Claim her as his own or watch her get swept away by a handsome stranger!

You can find Bearly There on the following links:

Amazon US

Global

Hope y’all had a great February and an even better March!