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Pick Me Up Monday-Outlines, Plotting and another in book starting edits

There is just something about this that grabs my attention, perhaps it's the bit of fur wrapped across that yummy back? Well, here we are again on my least favorite day of the week. I'm sooo not a Monday person. I have to work real hard to find anything which will pull me out of the doldrums. If you know me you already know there are two things I detest more than anything. Mondays and Mornings. The dreaded double M's lol!The only thing which perks me up is getting immersed in my books. Sure there are things about the process which are my least favorite, one being edits. Once I finish a book I start at the beginning editing each chapter as I go, this can be time consuming, but wow, do you ever find the errors. Another big help is my beta readers who find the others that you, as the writer seem to be blind to. So, with Dark Desire preparing for editing I'm very glad I have one in outlining stage while I'm plotting a new project which will be a stand alone book. Yep, no series on this one is in the works. I have two series right now and starting a third would be a bit much at the moment. So what am I working on? the second book for The Guardians of Drakkan called Firestorm, due out in June and outlining the next book to the Dark Breed Enforcer. Dark Desire leaves things pretty tense and will need the next book ready to go as quickly as possible, since there is a lot going on in Zeke's book which, changes the whole dynamic of the books to come. That's all I'll say at the moment. After Dark Desire comes out then I will talk more about my Dark Breed Enforcer world.I am plotting a contemporary to throw into the mix and hope to finish it this year, but we will just have to see how the muse works it out and yes, this is the one I'm planning on being a single title...at least I'm not setting it up to be more than that. In other news for you,I have a busy blog this week with this Book Hooks on Wednesday, a special guest chatting with me on Friday and my teaser on Sunday. I do plan on another blog on craft here real soon and just formulating what topic it will be on at the moment. If you have any suggestions on what you would like to see just leave me a comment. Hell, leave me a comment to just say hi and I'll respond back. Well back to the keyboard, these books won't write themselves no matter how much I ask lol! Have a great week and drop me a line. Tell me what you would like to see on my blog and I'll do my best to see it happen. Talk to you again on *shudder* Monday.Have a great one.

Enter there World -Dark Passion Rising:Book 1 of Dark Breed Enforcers #SPeekSunday

This week my offering comes from Dark Passion Rising, the first book in my Dark Breed Enforcer series.                Tambra Ellis has just had her world turned upside down! Surviving a bite from a Lycan, attracted to one hot vampire guy and now she has to look forward to turning intosomething from some bad werewolf movie.
          Marcus Valerian has enough on his plate without the added complication of Tambra Ellis. Fiery and independent? Sure. Beautiful with a body made for sin? Oh Yeah. And a human cop. Tambra is everything he needs to stay away from.
    As leader of the Tribunal’s enforcers it’s up to him to find out why the Dark Breeds are going feral and killing humans in ever increasing numbers. Tambra’s life is in the balance as the secrets of her past place her in the middle of old deceits and a betrayal that will change the world forever.
     Will Marcus and Tambra’s love survive or will it be too late.     Sneak Peek  “Oh, God. This isn’t happening. It can’t be real. Werewolves don’t exist.”“Believe me, they do exist. Denying what you have seen will be foolish and dangerous, for you and everyone you’re around.”
“No. I don’t believe this. I won’t believe it. There has to be  some logical explanation for what I saw.” The sharp edge of hysteria rose in her voice. “I will not turn into a dog. I don’t even like dogs.” That made him smile despite the seriousness of the situation.She was absolutely adorable and he was in deep shit because of it. Yet, he couldn’t seem to make himself care. “Wolf, not dog. You were bitten by a Lycan, not Lassie.”“Ha, ha, laugh it up big guy. You don’t have to worry about fleas.”Laughter rumbled out of him, surprising him as much as it seemed to anger her. Tambra stood in front of him, her golden hair tumbling wildly down her back, clutching the comforter tightly to her breasts. Her blue eyes glittered with anger and Marcus fought the urge to pull her into his arms and stroke her soft, creamy skin. He clenched his hands into fists and kept still. She was still too pale,evidence of the weakness he knew was plaguing her but, damn, she was magnificent. A true warrior, ready to fight regardless of the fact she couldn’t win.

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Enter their World -Passion's Flight #MFRWhooks

Welcome to another installment of Passion's Flight, Book 2 in the Dark Breed Enforcer series.Tegan and Kyra's first meeting is not all hearts and flowers, more insults and snarls as the two indomitable spirits clash.  Book Hook from Passion's Flight  
 
She pulled back from him. Her voice brushed over him like velvet, yet her words rang with steel. “I am quite capable of taking care of myself. Just get out of here now” “I know how to handle myself, so don’t worry your pretty little head about it,” he purred, giving her his best seductive smile. He watched those gorgeous eyes narrow with irritation at him.“My pretty little head? You just didn’t say that to me did you? Of course you didn’t. Because if you did that would mean I was dealing with a real imbecile. No, I take that back. I would be talking to a chauvinistic, egomaniacal jerk who had the IQ of a rock.”“Wow, a rock huh?” He glared down at the woman, all thoughts sexual dissolving in an instant. “Who the hell are you, lady?” He felt his temper rise, never a good sign when his cat prowled just under his skin. “I’ve been called worse things in my life, and though I would love to stand here and argue with you, I just don’t have that kind of time, so if you don’t mind, move your ass.”“I have never met a more disagreeable person in all of my life,” she huffed.“That life will be very short and painful if we don’t get the hell out of her. Now!”“I just so happen to know this area very well and I don’t need to be saved,” she snapped back at his abruptness.Without comment Tegan headed away from the decimated settlement, turning his back from the sight of burning bodies and the stench of death. His long strides eating up the distance, with a frustrated growl she followed just a few paces behind a strained silence stretching between them.

 
Passion’s Flight is available through

http://www.evernightpublishing.com/passions-flight-by-shannan-albright/
http://www.amazon.com/Passions-Flight-Breed-Novel-ebook/dp/B007F39OKM http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/138168 http://ebookstore.sony.com/ebook/shannan-albright/passion-s-flight/_/R-400000000000000666040 http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/passions-flight-shannan-albright/1109677519 Hope you enjoyed the small excerpt, be sure to hop to all the great reads. Just click here and have a wonderful Wednesday.

Pick Me Up Monday -Upcoming releases

Happy Monday to you all. Here is something to get you ready for the day. With Soul Fire set to release in February and Dark Desire finishing up and heading to my publisher it promises to be quite a busy couple of months. To kick off Soul Fire's release I'm holding a month long giveaway at Coffee Times and Romance. I'll be sharing the link closer to the date with you all. With February being the month for love and romance I have quite a few giveaways I'm setting up for you all and will post all links so keep checking back for the latest news.So, with Soul Fire done and Dark Desire almost ready for my publisher what else do I have going on for you?The second book of The Guardians of Drakkan called Flashfire is set to release in June 2014, I have another yet untitled book#5  of the Dark Breed Enforcer series in the works, and a contemporary romance I'm outlining, among many other projects.  Well it's back to the computer for me, have a wonderful week and we will see you next week.

Soul Fire -#3 Peek #SPeekSunday

  Happy Sunday and welcome to another sneak peek Soul Fire, releasing in February and will be available in eBook.What do you say when up against a god determined to save his children by any means possible?Aslynn is soon to find out that her life will never be the same again.   Dear goddess, help me! Aslynn fought to control the rising tide of magic crashing over her in a crushing wave. This felt unlike anything she experienced before, no gentle beckoning to wrap her into its folds in loving acceptance. No, this was dominating and ancient. A vast profound intelligence within its pulsing depths held her fast, threatening to swallow her sanity. She shrank from the omnipotent presence within the gyrating sphere of the mist, there at the heart of the power. No, do not fret, daughter of Danu, you have nothing to fear. I wish a boon from your kind to save my people. Do you agree to this? The voice deep and decidedly masculine thundered in her head, causing her temples to throb. Fear clawed through her and her gut clenched with rising nausea. Her skin burned from the alien magic enshrouding her, searing her as surely as a flame held to her skin. “P…p…please release me,” she stuttered and cared not if she looked weak. The power eased back as she fell to her knees upon the soft, cool grass, filling her lungs with sweet air, relishing the simple act of breathing. “I sense your potential child. You are of great import and the key to saving my children.” Enjoy the other very talented authors who are offering up their sneak peeks for your pleasure.Click here to be directed to the other sites

Enter their World -Passion's Flight #2 of the Dark Breed Enforcer Series#MFRWHooks

Welcome to the world of the Dark Breed Enforcers. A little about the bookWith ferals attacking the human populace in greater numbers than ever before, Tegan Murin has his hands full these days. When he is ordered to find and destroy a deadly artifact known as Oman’s Seal, deal with his estranged step-father and find a missing archeologist. He’s a bit irritable. Add into the mix a recurring dream of one sexy seductress leading him to his death… well, you get one very pissed off were-panther. Kyra Navarone is an archeologist who is more than what she seems. Escaping from the ferals who captured her, she ends up running into the brooding, irritating man who makes her blood run hot just with one look. Her life depends on the betrayal of this compelling man, but how can she live with herself afterward? With ferals and an Atlantean Tracker closing in, they are running out of time, Tegan and Kyra must learn to trust each other in order survive. More hangs in the balance than their lives. Their actions could very well spell the end of everything for not just their world, but the world hidden beneath the waves as well.   Book Hook:  “Is that all you got, asshole?” Tegan growled. The vampire hissed, baring his impressively large fangs, his fingernails lengthening to razor sharp points. Tegan laughed with dark intent. His claws punched out of his hands with the sound of tearing flesh. The dagger sharp points, catching the light from the crescent moon shining above the filthy alley. Forming a fist, he fought off the rank odor of rotten garbage and urine trying for a permanent home in his nostrils.“Mine are bigger than yours,” he said with a menacing smile, wiggling his claws “Game on.” See all the delightful book hooks by clicking below. 
 

Chatting with Jean Maxwell - Author of Indecent Proposal and Chance to win her book!

I'm so happy to have Jean Maxwell as my guest today. We have published through Evernight for years now, but never been able to snag her for my blog.In addition to answering all my 'must know' questions she is going to hold a giveaway for her latest release Indecent Proposal. With out further delay let me introduce the incredibly talented Jean Maxwell. Do you do anything to get you into the zone to write?   Lately its been tough! When I first started I could hardly wait to get to my laptop every night. Now I seem to put it off! However if I start thinking about the story and my characters earlier in the day, I have some scenarios in my head that make me want to sit down and write them. Wine, instrumental music and candles go a long way, too!    Which authors inspire your writing?   Ha! Several. Some by wanting to imitate them and others by how bad they are and knowing I can do better!   What is your favorite book, character and why?   A Nameless Witch, by A. Lee Martinez. The witch (who, as title suggests, has no name so I can’t say), tells the story in first person, is extremely brave and clever, and is completely accepting of herself and her situation. She doesn’t care what others think of her and she keeps true friends around her.   Do you prefer to write erotic or sweet?   If I do my job right, I can have both. It’s not really a preference, I think it’s more of a balance.   Which famous person, living or dead, are you drawn to?   Guitarist and songwriter Stevie Ray Vaughan.   Where do you see yourself in five years?   At my condo in Cabo, writing hot stuff under the hot sun!   Finish this sentence: I know I’ve made it when –   My friend Maryse can walk up to me in the Ft. McMurray airport, say “are you Jean Maxwell?” and it won’t be a joke!   What advice would you give aspiring writers?   Like Nike, ‘just do it.’ And don’t let anyone, including yourself, say you can’t. Also, jump into NaNoWriMo this November.   What do you see yourself writing in the future?   I’ve always been a sci-fi fan so could see doing something of that nature in the years to come.   If you could have one superpower what would it be and why?   A toss-up between flying and laser-eye death ray.   What time of the day are you at your best to write?   When I say to myself “get your @ss to that computer and start writing”   And now for something completely different…     What do you look at first with an attractive man or woman, face, body or smile?   Face   Explain your perfect day.   Waking up to a sunny day and a sexy text from a certain admirer; A great coffee, a walk, swim or bike ride, shopping with no budget limit, dinner out then a movie or concert.    What is the most decadent desert you can’t say no to?   Chocolate cheesecake. Just about any kind of cheesecake, really.   Do you have a favorite holiday what is it and what makes it special to you?   Definitely Christmas. The month-long buildup, the smells, the movies and the music always make me smile. You’d be hard pressed to find me grumpy at Christmas. It somehow makes me feel safe, protected, and suspended in time for many magical weeks!   What key words describe you best?   Funny. Creative. Perfectionist.   Do you want to do a giveaway? If so please put the information here:   What is your prize? A free e-copy of Indecent Proposal   How do they enter to win? Like my fb page at: http://www.facebook.com/authorjeanmaxwell AND/OR follow my blog at http://www.thejeanjournal.com   When will you be announcing the winner? Tuesday, Jan. 21 Want to know more about Jean Maxwell and her books? Official website: http://www.idreamofjean.comBlog: http://www.thejeanjournal.comFB: http://www.facebook.com/authorjeanmaxwellTW: @dearjeanmaxwellYOUTUBE: http://www.youtube.com/user/clearcom97/ Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/indecent-proposal-by-jean-maxwell/ Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Indecent-Proposal-Workplace-Gone-Wild-ebook/dp/B00HQ8GHK6 ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-indecentproposal-1389956-149.html   Here is a little taste of Indecent Proposal.  Blurb: When a hard-working professional girl gets overloaded with projects she tends to go a little crazy. Add in a hot, hunky company newcomer that she must work late into the night with and the stage is set for a workplace gone wild!!   Workaholic PR Manager Carlin Cates is asked to drop everything to help out a new recruit in completing a bid proposal with tight deadlines. She’s not crazy about putting in the extra time until the newcomer, Thatcher Banks, turns out to be the hottest Project Manager in the business!   Excerpt: She flipped a switch, and the overhead lamps in her office burst to life with an audible snap. Removing her coat, she glanced at her desk. Stacked in a neat arrangement were rolls of antacid tablets, a bottle of Pepto Bismol, packets of Alka Seltzer, Advil gelcaps, a collection of herbal teas, and a box of multigrain crackers. All the remedies for an upset stomach known to man in one pile! Next to these sat a potted plant with a card tied to it with a pink ribbon. Carlin fingered the little tag, an insane hope rising at what name she might see on the signature. She’d barely read the first words, “Hoping at least one of these will cure what ails you…” when a prickling sensation began at the base of her neck. She pivoted, and there, like magic, stood Thatcher Banks. He leaned against the doorframe with his arms folded and ankles crossed, as though he’d been there forever. An amused grin creased his handsome face. “Good Morning, Miss Cates. You’re up and at ‘em early. You must have slept well?” Carlin stared at the man. Her lips seemed to have stopped working. With great effort, she found her voice. “Yes. I did.” His brown eyes transfixed her, glowing like pools of sunlit honey. She could not look away. “Well then, you won’t have need of any of my…remedies,” he said, nodding toward the desk, but his gaze never wavering from her. Carlin reminded herself to breathe, to stay focused, even as she felt imprisoned in the warm light of his eyes. “I…feel fine,” she heard a voice say, knowing it was her own yet hearing it as if from a distance. She forged a coy smile. “Thank you. For thinking of me.” Thatcher cocked his head to one side. “Ah, well. Such is my luck. A fair young lady to rescue. Only I find she has rescued herself. Pity.” He unfolded his stance and stood straight, placing his hands behind his back. “Might there be some other assistance I can render?” Carlin gave herself a mental shake. What did he mean by that? She touched her fingertips to the desktop, to stabilize the trembling in her hands. “I thought I was here to help you, not the other way around.” Thatcher shrugged and took a measured, deliberate step into her office. “You’ve already been that,” he said. “Why not help each other?” A protracted silence followed, and though his body remained in place, Carlin felt him moving closer in a crazy, magnetic way that had no basis in reality. Her own body felt abuzz with electricity. “And it was my pleasure to be thinking of you,” he continued. Her mouth opened in response, when the card reader at the entrance beeped. She glanced toward the sound. She could hear the swish-click of the front door opening and the familiar stomp-stomp ritual that her boss habitually performed upon entering the building, whether winter or summer. Raymond had arrived. “But I suppose duty calls,” Thatcher said, his voice lightening. “Let’s get to it.” He smiled, a full and playful smile meant only for her, before turning away and leaving the room. “Hello, Raymond!” Carlin blinked. His intent seemed unmistakable. Thatcher Banks was about to proposition her. “Banks! Aren’t you the early bird,” she heard Raymond say. “Sometimes I’m just the worm, my friend.” Worm? She pictured herself as a bird, tugging a helpless worm from the ground with her beak. Better yet…she pictured wrapping her lips around Thatcher’s cock and giving it a tug, right here in the office. She felt certain he would have a magnificent one. Would he let her do it? Would she actually do it if he let her? Hiding a naughty grin, she moved the collection of gifts aside to begin work. She liked to impress people with her speed and effectiveness on the job. Yet the longer she took, the longer she could keep Thatcher Banks on hand. Did that constitute a conflict? Didn’t matter. The proposal had to be filed by four o’clock. Carlin fired up her laptop and launched her mail program. A long parade of messages loaded, bearing attachments and comments. Carlin filtered through each and saved the pertinent files. The blanks in the RFP filled rapidly with each new piece of information. Completion wasn’t far off, she realized. She may not have Mr. Banks around much longer. She sighed while sending documents to print, and as she stood to retrieve them from the printer tray, an email notification flashed. Miss Cates, you’ve been working very hard. Would you care to join me in the coffee room for a short break? Thatcher. She sat down and considered the words on her screen for a moment. Her hands seemed to have a mind of their own as they flew to the keyboard. Yes I would. Be right there. Send. Rational thought evaporated, and though Carlin knew she might be stepping into a giant cow pie of inappropriateness, she couldn’t care less. Printouts forgotten, she made a beeline for the coffee room. Although public, the coffee room’s small size didn’t lend itself as a gathering place for employees, so the chances of it being occupied were slim. As predicted, the space appeared empty as she stepped inside. The door eased shut behind her. “Do you take yours with cream?” Carlin closed her eyes and smiled in both relief and wonderment at the familiar and sexy voice that spoke the question. Would something crazy happen here? Thatcher’s arms slipped around her waist, and his body drew close to hers from behind. “I hope I’m not being too forward,” he whispered in her ear. “But I sense we have some strong feelings toward each other, no?” “No. I mean yes,” she stammered. “Yes what?” His hands began to glide upward. “Yes, I have strong feelings.” She drew in a ragged breath as his palms reached the underside of her breasts and squeezed them. “I do like this shirt you have on. Very sexy. Did you wear it for my benefit?” He nuzzled her neck beneath one ear. The hands kept moving…cupping both breasts in earnest and squeezing harder. “I think I wore it…for my benefit,” Carlin said, her voice a breathy whisper. Dear God, her tits hadn’t been touched in months. Her nipples budded hard beneath her bra. Could he feel them from the outside? Her body shivered. Thatcher chuckled low in her ear. “Has it been that long, dear? We must fix that. Someone as lovely as you shouldn’t go unattended.” With that, he dropped his hands and swatted her on the behind. “Coffee break’s over. May we continue after four? I’ll let you know where.” Carlin whirled an about face and glared at him, incredulous. “Excuse me? What sort of game are you playing, Mr. Banks? I’ll tell you when and where I’m going to be at any given moment.”  Thank you for being my guest today Jean and for the awesome giveaway. Good luck everyone. 

Pick Me Up Monday -Cover Reveal!

And here it is! It took an hour and a half for my graphic artist to see my vision. I can't say enough about the talent of Cara Michaels. Not only is she amazing at graphic artist, she is one hell of an author! See her books and more about this fabulous woman at: http://www.amazon.com/Cara-Michaels/e/B0075X2CV0  You will not be disappointed.
I know you all have seen scenes, blurb and such on the much-anticipated  release date for Soul Fire, as it stands right now we are looking at a February date. Much depends on how quick I get my edits back and gets it out to you, my readers. I do have a month long giveaway for the release starting on February 1st at Coffee Times and Romance, of which I am proud to say I am one of their authors. Woopie! I also am working out other great events where you can win a copy of my newest book and will let cover this more within the next few weeks. On other news, I'm more than half way through the next book in the Dark Breed Enforcers series and hope to have that for you soon as well.
Along with Dark Desire and Soul Fire expect another book from each series, this year as well as...Gasp! I'm trying my hand out on a contemporary romance! Yep, I'm taking a walk on the lighter side of life. Not that I will not write plenty of angst between the key characters, you know I thrive on torturing my characters lol! I'm also working on several appearances this year. Yeah, I'm a hermit who relishes being in my little shell. Greta Garbo's famous words - "I just want to be left alone" were uttered with me in mind -even if I wasn't even born yet.Geesh, guys really? I'm not that freaking old!!!Well I better be getting back to work, have a busy week with a special guest spot on Tuesday 1/14/14 and much more! Hope you enjoy the book cover. Give me your thought if you like, I will respond back...promise.Have a wonderful week  

Soul Fire #2 Sneak Peek -#MFRW

Welcome back.
 
Sexy dragon shape shifters and the women strong enough to tame their ravaging beasts. Today is another peek at my newest book to be released soon!Soul Fire is a historical paranormal set in Britain in the early 1200's. As the book starts it's Beltane eve and Aslynn Durry has her hands full with a nasty bit of work. The village smith, William Andrews.   Sneak Peek:

Taking a long piece of white ribbon, she looped over their clasped hands and looked to the heavens. “Tonight we rejoice with the god and goddess. May they keep our lands fertile, our sheep fat and the harvest bountiful? Now go and show your respect to the gods.” The women scattered their laughter mingling with the boisterous shouts of the men who chased after them into the fog-enshrouded woods. She could feel eyes boring into her back and stiffened, turning slowly to meet Williams’s hungry stare a nasty smile playing on his face. “We seem to be quite alone.” Aslynn’s muscles tensed further, her body aching from it. “I shan’t tell you again. Leave me be.” “Ah, now that, I cannot do. You have only one choice open to you.” He drawled out, looking far too satisfied for her peace of mind. “I am in no mood for your games. I am going home. Work your wiles upon a female more willing to receive your favors, for I am not.” “Run.” He snarled, his dark eyes glinting with a dangerous light.

 
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Welcome Author Laurel Cremant - She has two new releases just out.

Welcome to my Blog Laurel, I'm sure everyone would like to know a little about you. I'm so happy you could join me with such delicious offerings. These are very, hot books! Just what I and a lot of my readers love.

Laurel is a romance author, who like most writers loves to read. Her first love (pun intended) has always been romance. From the sappy YA romance novel to the more risqué erotica novels, Laurel is a sucker for a good love story.

Laurel writes paranormal and contemporary romance and is a self-proclaimed, out of the closet nerd. She admits that she can't seem to avoid adding a bit of "nerdology" or "geek-dom" to all of her books. Living in Miami, she also admits that she can't seem to avoid giving her heroines gorgeous shoes, "In Miami, we worship everything strappy, open toed and just plain hot!"
You can find out more about Laurel and her books at the links below.
AUTHOR WEBSITE & LINKS
Website: www.LaurelCremant.comBlog: www.laurelcremant.blogspot.com Twitter: www.twitter.com/LaurelCremantFacebook: www.facebook.com/LaurelCremantAuthorPinterest: www.pinterest.com/LaurelCremant
Goodreads: www.goodreads.com/laurelcremant
Now, here is all the good stuff on her first release, Midnight Mistltoe

MIDNIGHT MISTLETOE(The Golden Pack Alphas, Book I)
GENRE: Paranormal RomanceLENGTH: Short StoryPUBLISHER: Winged Moon PublishingBLURB:WARNING: This short novelette/short story of 8,000 words is the first book in this serial and contains snarky dialogue, extremely inappropriate uses of mistletoe, alpha HEROINES and the weres smart enough to chase them. 

All were-hybrid, Georgia Walker wants for Christmas is to spend some time away from her pack and in particular, away from one increasingly dangerous enforcer turned Beta. She has every intention of spending her days basking in the warm Caribbean sun and indulging in an island fling, or two. Anything to forget the way a certain were made her pulse race and skin tingle. 

Marcus Legrand has only one goal this holiday season, bring Georgia home and finally claim her for his own. Convincing the strong willed ice princess will take all of his skill and patience, but Marcus is no stranger to hunting prey. He has every intention of putting both his rank and heart on the line.EXCERPT:Taking a deep breath, she reached her arms overhead, arched her back and inhaled the balmy salted air. She could almost hear her muscles sigh, but despite the relaxation attempting to spread through her limbs, her body tingled with a tension she knew settled too deep.Her heat cycle was starting, and there was nothing she could do to relieve the discomfort.Well almost nothing.Dropping her hands back down to her sides, she swept her gaze across the small beach. It wasn’t crowded but had a fair number of sunbathers and Zen cravers. And most importantly it had men looking for the same thing she was—a little fun, forgetfulness and zero strings. Although heat pooled to her center, her stomach rolled in apprehension.In the past she’d had no problems with finding a willing male to sleep with when she was in heat. She enjoyed sex, and although each year her parents hoped she would chose a permanent mate, no man in or outside of her pack inspired much feeling or devotion. At least not enough for her to be shackled to for life.But last year, because of The-Wolf-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named, no one appealed to her.Instead of rolling around for several hours with a well-endowed chosen playmate, she’d remained locked in her home for days with her vibrator and a healthy supply of batteries.She had no intentions of repeating the experience. This week, she planned on proving to both her body and wolf, that Marcus wasn’t the only man capable of making her hot.Her gaze combed the area, looking for a good candidate.One particular man caught her eye. He’d been swimming for the last hour, his caramel arms cutting through the water in languid strokes. But now he rose out of the surf resembling a naughty sea nymph, his strong legs leading up to deep blue board shorts. Dry, she guessed the swimming trunks were perfectly modest—but wet they molded to his thick muscled thighs and cupped his cock in a way that left very little to the imagination. And since Georgia’s imagination was better than the average wolf’s she bit back a groan and clenched her thighs tight.Yum.Pushing her sunglasses up to her hair, she licked her lips as her gaze traced the diamond bright droplets of water running down his hard chest. They sluiced down his body, aided by the tight ridges of muscles along his abdomen, tunneling down to what looked like one hell of a stocking stuffer.Merry Christmas to me.Yes, an island getaway was proving to be the perfect holiday treat.Her gaze meandered back up his chest and after making a brief note of thick smooth lips and tempting dimples, she made eye contact with her merman come to life.His eyes gleamed with interest and her lips turned up in her best come-hither smile. He took a step forward and then froze, his gaze focusing on something just over her left shoulder. Shaking his head he turned and continued walking down the beach.What the hell!She frowned at his retreating back. Admittedly she was no super model but, she’d never had a problem with luring men her way.A long shadow fell over her and it was her turn to freeze. Despite blocking out the sun, a heated scorch rippled down her body as the approaching shadow crept down her body. Her nipples pebbled to thick points, her pussy clenched and a slow growl worked its way up her throat. Only one thing made her body react this way and she’d deliberately left it back in Golden Valley. “Hello Gigi. Miss me?”BUY LINKS:Amazon (US): www.amazon.com/Midnight-Mistletoe-Paranormal-Romance-Golden-ebook/dp/B00HGG3ZO4Amazon (UK): www.amazon.co.uk/Midnight-Mistletoe-Paranormal-Romance-Golden-ebook/dp/B00HGG3ZO4 Amazon (CA): www.amazon.ca/Midnight-Mistletoe-Paranormal-Romance-Golden-ebook/dp/B00HGG3ZO4

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Melania Wynter has a big problem, the man of her actual dreams is becoming all too real. Determined to gain back some control over her life, she hopes that a a little vacation will be enough for her psyche to stop comparing her real life to the vivid dreams she's had since childhood. But one patch of ice, a solid pine tree and a nasty bump on the head derail her plans. 

Daiomone, Keeper of Dreams has always been drawn to Melania. He's bided his time, waiting for her to cross-over to his realm, but manipulative God's have interfered in unexpected ways. With a helping hand from fate, he must go to Melania and keep her safe. 

Together they must navigate the wilderness and survive both the cold and trouble-making Gods.EXCERPT:“Melania, you need to snap out of it.”She tensed as Daimone’s voice filled her head again. Reaching up, she touched the throbbing knot on her head and moaned.It was official. She’d finally gone off the deep end. “This is so not happening.”His deep chuckle resonated through her mind. “Ignoring me won’t make me go away.”She huddled tighter against her drawn up legs.“Trust me. I know,” she mumbled.He was a major contributing factor in her need for rest and relaxation. Her trip had been a last ditch effort before she threw in the proverbial towel and saw a therapist regarding her little problem.However, now thanks to a stupid patch of ice, her brain was scrambled and her dream man on the loose. Somewhere on WebMD, there must be a section dedicated to her current condition. It would be a perfectly descriptive affliction that fit her every symptom to a “T”.Ohshititis—hallucinations and hysteria brought on by extreme situations and chronic bad luck.“You need to get moving, love.”Why not just go with it? Considering her circumstances, she was, after all, due for a little hysteria. “Well, excuse me if I want to take a moment to recover from a death-defying event here.”“The storm is coming closer, love. You have to get moving.”Lifting her head, she peered up into the thick veil of snow falling all around her. She blinked rapidly as a flurry of snowflakes drifted down on her face with, she was sure, a type of maniacal glee. “The clock is ticking, Princess.”“First of all, you are so not the boss of me. You’re not even real. You’re just a figment of my imagination.”“We really don’t have time to discuss this right now.”“Wait, I’m still unconscious, aren’t I?”She glanced back at her car, partially expecting to see a specter of herself slumped over the wheel.His long sigh drifted through her mind. She could almost feel his breath tickle the nape of her neck.“Why do you always have to be so stubborn?” he responded.She scrunched her brow at his words, refusing to be badgered by a figment of her imagination. Considering the state of things, her choices were either unconsciousness, insanity, or worse yet, admitting that she was well and truly screwed.She opted for unconsciousness.It must be the only thing that explained the presence of Daimone’s voice in her head. For as long as she could remember, she’d dreamed of him. He’d appeared in her dreams even as a child. In the beginning, he was a child just as she’d been. But as the years passed, he’d aged along with her.Sometimes, months would pass between his visits, but even when she dreamed of other people and things, she’d felt him watching her in the corner of her mind. He’d been her secret companion, her solace for years.Her cheeks heated as she thought of how he’d also become other things to her. It began the night she’d returned from her family’s summer vacation at the beach. She’d only been fifteen at the time and missed frolicking in the sun with friends. That night, she’d dreamed of lying on the beach soaking in the sun. Daimone had appeared and sat down next to her, nudging her playfully in the ribs. She’d opened her eyes, and for the first time, noticed the breadth of his shoulders, his strong jaw, and twinkling blue eyes.A flash of heat had raced across her flesh as sunlight had kissed his golden skin. For the first time, she felt the urge to kiss a boy. Her body had yearned to touch and be touched.Her lips quirked as she thought back on that dream. She’d acted on impulse then. She’d reached up and pulled him down to her, pursing her lips onto his. He’d yanked away looking surprised, but she still remembered the way she’d tingled at the touch of his lips on hers.She rarely saw him in her dreams for several years after that. He would appear as a passerby or random face in a crowd, but never played a starring role. Not until her parents died several years after she completed college did he become a reoccurring feature in her dreams again.“As much as I love this little jaunt down memory lane, it’s time to make a decision.” His voice had lost its calm tone and held a definite edge of irritation.“I’ll make this easier for you. You’re not unconscious, you’re not crazy. So that leaves only one option.”“Don’t say it,” she said.“You’re fucked, love, and not in a good way.”She groaned.     Of course she was.BUY LINKS:Amazon (US): http://www.amazon.com/Wynters-Modern-Fairy-Wynter-Tales-ebook/dp/B00HGI7MSMAmazon (UK): http://www.amazon.co.uk/Wynters-Modern-Fairy-Wynter-Tales-ebook/dp/B00HGI7MSMAmazon (CA): http://www.amazon.ca/Wynters-Modern-Fairy-Wynter-Tales-ebook/dp/B00HGI7MSM

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