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July 18, 2016

When A Lioness Snarls

The next book in A Lion’s Pride.

When A Lioness Snarls

Coming July 21st everywhere!

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July 17, 2016

When A Lioness Snarls

The next book in A Lion’s Pride.

When A Lioness Snarls



Coming July 21st everywhere!



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July 16, 2016

When A Lioness Snarls

The next book in A Lion’s Pride.

When A Lioness Snarls



Coming July 21st everywhere!



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Published on July 16, 2016 07:00

When A Beta Roars

When A Beta Roars

A Lion’s Pride #2


Hayder’s met his mate, there’s  just one little problem, she’s allergic to cats.

One girl isn’t worth drawing undue attention to ourselves.”

“One girl might not be, but my mate is.”

Want to stop conversation dead? Drop a bombshell.

“Close your mouth, Arik, before you catch flies.” Only Arik’s mate could hope to tease him like that and get away with it. Dressed in yoga pants and a sweatshirt, Kira emerged from the bedroom and perched on a barstool.

“Did you hear what he said?” a still astonished Arik demanded.

“Yes. He’s fallen victim to the love bug. I think it’s cute.”

“I would have said impossible,” Arik muttered.

“You and me both, old friend. But, the fact of the matter is, I’m like ninety-nine percent sure that Arabella is supposed to be mine.”

“And the one percent that isn’t sure?”

“Is going to get eaten by my lion.”


A were-lion/alpha romance


A hero that RAWRS!

 


How degrading. Stuck babysitting a woman because his alpha said so. As Pride Beta, he has better things to do with his time, like washing his impressive mane, hunting down thugs for fun, and chasing tail—sometimes his own if his lion is feeling playful.


But his babysitting job takes an unexpected turn when the woman he’s assigned guard duty over turns out to be his mate.


A female threatened by an outside wolf pack.


A woman he wants to call his own.


A mate who doesn’t fall for his charm.


Usually Beta’s leave the roaring to the Pride’s alpha, but in this case given his level of frustration, he might have to make an exception. And if anyone doesn’t like it, they can kiss his furry tail.

Rawr!


A Hunted Werewolf and her Lion Protector Another rip-rawring book by Eve Langlais. This is the second book in the A Lion’s Pride series and delivers on all the fun and mayhem promised by the first book.


 


An Eve Langlais Binge is a lot like a Netflix Chick Flick binge – only better I just finished my taxes, hours of them…so, OF COURSE, I needed an Eve Langlais Binge…all four books in this series in two days


When A Beta Roars (A Lion’s Pride, #2)


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Published on July 16, 2016 05:00

July 14, 2016

When An Alpha Purrs

When An Alpha Purrs

A Lion’s Pride #1



“That doesn’t explain this weird nudity thing.”


“Well, it’s not like we change shapes fully clothed.”


“That can get awkward,” Hayder added. “A lioness in a G-string is a dangerous sight to see.”


“Dangerous how?” Kira dared asked.


“Because the Instagram pic I took of it got me pounced on by a trio of them, and they waxed me from head to toe.” Hayder shook his head, in rueful remembrance.


Kira snickered. “I would have used Nair. It lasts longer.”

Eve Langlais, When an Alpha Purrs




When a human dares to butcher Arik’s mane, he gets his revenge—and claims her as his mate.





A were-lion/alpha romance




A hero that RAWRS!

A billionaire CEO and leader of the largest East Coast pride, Arik is a ladies man and a lion. Used to commanding others, and obedience, he can’t believe it when a hairdresser with tempting curves chops off a hunk of his precious mane.


But her biggest mistake is in running from him.


Run as fast as you can, little mouse, because this cat loves to chase—and pounce.


Oh, and he also likes to nibble on tender bits. What he doesn’t expect is to fall for a human woman, a woman who can make the impossible happen because everyone knows lions can’t purr…until now.


A Lion’s Pride Series: Each can be read as stand a alone.


 


What a great start to her new series Every book I have read by Eve Langlais is like a Cracker Jack Box – filled with yummy goodness and a fun surprise inside


 


Love a snarky tale? Then you will love this book. Mira is human and has no idea what other species are around. She has to deal with a guy saying mine. She’s cheeky, sarcastic and a beautician.


 


When an Alpha Purrs (A Lion’s Pride, #1)




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Published on July 14, 2016 05:00

July 12, 2016

Do you need an excerpt from my new lion book?


Chapter One

This is the life. Luna didn’t care what anybody said. Nothing could compare to the enjoyment of sunbathing in a warm patch of sunlight while the chill of fall gripped the city outside.


She stretched on the fabric-covered pile of cushions, extending all of her limbs, practically purring in delight as the rays of brilliant sunshine streamed through the large plate-glass window of the condo.


“What the fuck are you doing?” The shocked male voice didn’t startle her. Noisy wolf. She’d heard him coming for a while. He really needed to work on his stealth technique.


Exhibiting a laziness that usually only a male lion could achieve, Luna opened an eye and peered at the man standing, arms folded over his chest, across the room. He glared—how cute. “Hi, Jeoff.”


“Don’t you hi Jeoff me. What the hell are you doing in my apartment? Naked.”


He’d noticed. Point. “I’m naked because it turns out you have a delightful afternoon spot, right about here.” She indulged in a long stretch atop the cushions that she’d yanked off his couch and upon which she lay with her arms and legs extended. The pose pulled her tanned skin taut. Tanned with no lines, she should add. She’d recently gotten some time on a beach for a job in the south. It was a shifter-friendly locale and clothing optional.


“You do realize that the folks in the building across from here can see straight in.”


How positively titillating. “Are they watching, do you think?” Luna rolled to her stomach and peered out the floor-to-ceiling glass window. She waved, but with the sun streaming in, couldn’t tell if anyone watched and waved back.


A heavy sigh let her know Jeoff still stood behind her. As if she could miss his presence. Jeoff wasn’t the kind of guy a girl could ignore. And not just because he reeked of dog. Dog as in a wolf shifter, not a true canine, although the two species did smell remarkably alike.


But she could forgive his furry fault because he was the standoffish hottie everyone wanted to bang. Like seriously, anyone with a pulse wanted to strip and ride Jeoff cowgirl style.


He had only himself to blame. Tall, much taller than her, Jeoff had broad shoulders but a lean build, an athletic build with defined muscle. He wasn’t like the lions in her pride, all beefed up and impressed with himself. While a touch nerdy with his glasses and three-piece suit—the glasses a bit of a superhero accessory to his public persona—Jeoff was all man. And an uptight prude.


“If your naked ass ends up on the Internet, don’t come yowling to me.”


“I’ve got nothing to be ashamed of,” she announced with a grin.


“Impossible,” he muttered. “Just impossible to reason with.”


“Don’t blame me because you can’t grasp the female mind.”


“The female mind is easy compared to that of a lioness. You’re all freaking nuts.”


“Why thank you.” Another sigh from him already? That might be a record, and another point.


“Why are you here?” Jeoff asked with an exasperation that had taken her under five minutes to achieve. The wolf proved such an easy mark to frazzle.


“I am here on pride business.” Luna flipped to her feet and padded toward Jeoff, leaving her sunny spot behind.


Don’t worry, my precious. I’ll be back. The winter months were about to begin. She’d need all the sunny spots she could find for napping.


“Does your business always involve breaking and entering?” Jeoff asked as he turned from her and headed to his kitchen.


“Not always, but more often than you’d think.”


He stuck his head around the fridge door to ask her, “Because the job demands it, or because a certain kitty got curious?”


“Jeoff, that is so species-ist. I should totally kick your ass for that.”


He straightened out of the fridge and handed her a beer. “Kick my ass later. Get some clothes on and then you can tell me what kind of business brings you here.”


“I don’t need clothes to talk.”


“Maybe you don’t, but I refuse to listen while your coochie is hanging out.”


Some people could be such prudes. “I’ll have you know my coochie does not hang because I do Kegels daily.” Luna did a squat just to see him avert his eyes to the ceiling.


But he wasn’t completely uninterested. The bulge in his pants was too pronounced for that.


Well, well. Maybe Jeoff isn’t as immune as I thought. And she really did wonder. She’d had her eye on the wolf for a while now, had even made a few overtures that he’d politely brushed aside. According to him, he dated only human girls because, “They cause less drama.”


Kind of boring really. But hey, his loss.


“Put some clothes on. Now.” Funny how a single guy in his early thirties could totally channel the voice and tone of a father.


Luna wasn’t a little girl, though. It didn’t take much to pounce him from behind and wrap naked limbs around him. She yelled, “A naked woman is touching you!” She totally couldn’t wait for him to freak out.


What she didn’t expect was to get flipped onto her back on the cushion-bereft couch with him poised atop her.


His eyes practically blazed. “Are you demented?”


She smiled. “Only when I take after my mother’s side.”


“And what did you inherit from your father’s side?”


“Ability to burp the alphabet in one shot.”


“That is not something I’d brag about to people.”


“That’s what my Aunt Zelda keeps telling me. Says my grandmother is probably rolling over in her grave. Which I see as a good thing. I’m sure she wants to stay in shape in case the zombie apocalypse comes and she needs to chase down brains for dinner.”


“I should know better than to try and have a conversation with a cat. You’re all impossible.” He rolled off her and got to his feet. Moving a few feet, he dropped onto a chair that retained its cushion. With his free hand, he yanked at his tie and loosened it. “Tell me why you’re here and then go.”


“Aren’t you going to beg me to put some clothes on?” Luna perched on the couch across from him, legs primly crossed, hands on her knees, shoulders back. The picture of perfect posture.


He kept his gaze trained on her face. “Naked looks good on you. So, no, you can stay that way. I’m good.”


Oh. Point for him since he’d managed to surprise her, and dammit, he knew it judging by the twinkle in his eye and the deadly dimple in his cheek.


“Are you flirting with me?” Shyness wasn’t something Luna suffered from.


“I don’t date—”


“—shifters, and especially lionesses. I know.” She rolled her eyes. “I still don’t see why. We could have so much fun. No strings. Just hot, sweaty sex for hours and hours.”


“If it takes him hours to get you off, then he’s not doing it right.” For a moment, his eyes flared with fire.


“Don’t tell me you’re a two-minute wonder.”


“Whatever helps you not lust after me at night.”


“I don’t lust after you.”


“Says the woman sitting naked in my apartment. I know a dating service if you’re that hard up.”


At the implication Luna couldn’t get a man, annoyance burned. She leaned over and grabbed her T-shirt from the armrest it had landed on when she’d stripped earlier. Tugging it on, she noted his gaze a little south of her neckline once her head popped through the hole. She hid an inner smirk as she smoothed the fabric over her frame.


He might push her away, yet he wasn’t unaffected.


Just playing hard to get.


She could dig that, although she would admit she didn’t usually flirt with a man so blatantly. Luna preferred a more forthright manner. Usually of, “Hey, you’re hot. Wanna check out my ceiling?”


Her ceiling, his ceiling, either worked so long as he didn’t have a ceiling fan. Watching them spin made her dizzy.


“Check it out, Captain Prude. I am wearing clothes. Are you happy now?”


“Not particularly. Have you seen what’s on your shirt?”


She peered down and grinned. The shirt displayed a buck-toothed beaver, wearing lipstick, with the stamped words, Pet My Beaver. “Isn’t it cute?”


“I don’t recall the last beaver I saw being that hairy.” Utterly deadpan.


Yup, he’d totally noticed the trimming down south. “Want to pet it?”


Releasing July 21st – Reserve your copy today.

When A Lioness Snarls (A Lion’s Pride #5)


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Published on July 12, 2016 16:52

Grizzly Love

Grizzly Love

(Kodiak Point, #5)





“Touch my baby and I will string you up by your ankles, bird. I will pluck your feathers one by one then douse you in some flour and seasoning before I deep fry you a crispy golden brown.”

Eve Langlais, Grizzly Love







“One, anyone can see you’re getting fucked over. Two, I didn’t like your husband. He smells off. And three, Vicky told me to do something about it. I’d hate to disappoint her.”

Eve Langlais, Grizzly Love





Are you ready for a grizzly kind of love?

 





Welcome to Kodiak Point, where the wildlife might wear clothes, but animal instinct rules the heart.


 


Dr. Jess is his soulmate. His grizzly knows it. He knows it. Suspects she does as well, but she just won’t admit it.


Good thing Travis is tenacious. Even if he has to travel across an ocean, endure scorching temperatures and survive attempts on his life, he won’t give up until he wins her heart.


Or dies trying.


 


Grizzly Love Ok, this may just be the best novel in this series. Langlais’ wildly imaginative plot was both fast paced and compelling.


 


STORY HOT IN SO MANY WAYS = A MUST READ FOR THIS SERIES This is one great read. Travis, son of Betty Sue the wielder of the might wooden spoon, has the hots for one Red headed sexy doctor.


 


Grizzly Love (Kodiak Point, #5)


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July 9, 2016

GROWL

GROWL


(Feral Passions #1)

 




“How a man, dressed in a suit, and a yuppie lawyer to boot, could smile and manage to look so predatory, so dangerous, Megan couldn’t have said. But he managed it. And damn, but he wore it well.”

Eve Langlais, Growl






“I thought I said no touching.” “And here I thought you’d changed your mind, given your tongue in my mouth.”

Eve Langlais, Growl



 


Are you ready to GROWL?

 


 


Growl copy



In Legal Wolf’s Mate, taking on a pro bono murder case isn’t a problem for a lawyer who enjoys a challenge. Discovering his new client is his mate? A tad more complicated. Gavin has no intention of settling down, especially not with a woman accused of murder, but once he sets eyes on Megan, his fate is sealed. (Written by Eve Langlais)



Excerpt for Legals Wolf’s Mate
Chapter One

“Absolutely not.” Funny how Gavin kept repeating it, and yet Broderick continued to pester.


“Come on, dude. Do this one favor for me.”


“One? Don’t you owe me like a dozen at this point?” And yeah, he kept track. A practical man, Gavin fully planned to call them in one day.


“All I’m asking is that you talk with the girl. Once you meet her, you’ll agree with me. She’s innocent, and if someone doesn’t step in and do something to help her, they’re going to throw her ass in jail and toss away the key.”


“As I recall, you said the same thing about Simon, your lawn guy.”


“So I misjudged in his case. How was I to know he was an ex biker with a brother in jail for murder? He seemed like such a nice guy.” Gavin could practically see his friend squirm at the reminder. “This time, though, I’m telling you, the girl is innocent and could use someone on her side.”


“My answer is still no.”


“But I haven’t mentioned the best part. I’m pretty sure she’s being framed by Fabian Garoux.”


The juicy tidbit dangled before him, surefire bait to pique his interest. At the mention of Fabian, Gavin stopped drumming his fingers and swung his chair away from his lofty view of the city—the advantage of a penthouse office suite. Expensive but worth every damn penny.


“What the hell does Fabian have to do with this?”


“Did I forget to mention that the man this woman supposedly murdered was his enemy?”


 


 


What a amazing antho Fell in love with these stories. What more can you ask for then some wonderful powerful growling Alpha wolf shifters.


 


Too Hot For Mere Mortals These three stories are burning up the pages for one of the hottest reads you will ever have absorbed.


 


Growl


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July 7, 2016

Hell’s Bells

Hell’s Bells

(Welcome to Hell #6)


Hell’s Bells are ringing The Wedding March, and Lucifer’s got just the outfit for the grand event.

 


There had to be a way to fix her demon lover.


She’d already tried slapping and screaming at Lucifer. He’d just turned the other cheek!


Since when did the Lord of Sin forgive?


She tried seduction, splaying herself in lingerie upon his massive bed. He showed her respect and offered to sleep in the guest bedroom.


Attempts to just plain ignore him resulted in him bringing her candy and potted plants.


Potted. Plants.


Not cut from-the-vine or stem blooms. This new polite version of Lucifer refused to kill plants.


What a wuss. And he was all hers. Could she get a resounding ugh?


 



Welcome to Hell where good intentions have paved the road in sin.


A catastrophe has befallen Hell. The great and mighty Lucifer has fallen prey to the most wicked of spells. He’s become…nice.


Just using that word makes Gaia want to gag. The demon she fell in love with is not some pushover, polite, candy-ass, nice guy. She wants her big, bad Lord of Sin back.


Can she, along with the minions of Hell, find a way to break the curse? And will they do it in time to celebrate the wedding from Hell?


 

 


Hell’s Bells (Welcome to Hell #6)


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Published on July 07, 2016 05:00

July 5, 2016

Panther’s Claim

Panther’s Claim

Bitten Point #2



“I’m game to stay in bed if you are.”


“We can’t.”


“Why not?”


“Because we don’t even know each other.”


“Hi, my name is Daryl, and I think you’re fucking crazy, but hot.”


More than hot, she totally made his inner kitty wish it could purr.”

Eve Langlais, Panther’s Claim




A panther likes a good rub.




Cynthia: So I met a man.


Mom: Is he single?


Welcome to Bitten Point, where danger lurks and you might just lose your heart.


Hitting on the wrong woman finds Daryl regaining consciousness in a motel taped to a chair. Things were looking up—and not just below the belt.


A sexy, cocoa-complexioned veterinarian—with killer curves—wants answers, and he’s only too happy to give them to her, for a price, say a kiss, or something more, from those luscious lips.


The problem is Cynthia isn’t the type to fall for flirty words and panty-dropping smiles. She tempts Daryl into helping her. Teases him into acting. Claims his heart without even trying.


But that was okay because…She’s mine…and someone was trying to hurt her.


Hell no.


This kitty isn’t afraid to unleash his claws and rescue the woman he wants.


 


 


You’ve Alleviated Me!!! Cynthia was wolf shifter and veterinarian who was under pressure from her mother to settle down with a nice husband and cubs. Haha but I don’t think that kidnapping a sexy panther was her mother’s idea for Cynthia to find a guy.


 


CRAZINESS ABOUND IN THIS ONE I have to say this one is quite the hoot.


 


Panther’s Claim (Bitten Point #2)


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Published on July 05, 2016 05:00