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August 5, 2015
The most powerful soul-bond in @Liza0Connor’s SURVIVING OUTBOUND #Multiverses #scifi
How the series came to be…
When I first wrote this sci-fi series, I began with the story Surviving Outbound which refused to end, so I broke it down into 2 books. The first book covers the dangerous voyage to a new world, then second is their struggle to survive on a planet with T Rexs, large sentient blue cattle called Sargons, giant bears, and a billion large rats that will devour anything in their path. One of those result in the key Gods getting very drunk in the book that is finally declared #3.
Once the colonists befriend the sentient race of blue bulls, they move to the Sargon’s valley where the giant blue bulls can protect them so I can focus on the lives of the colonists. Like typical humans, they fall in love, some marry, some have to wait and thus just long to marry, babies arrive, and a great deal of conniving and bad behavior occurs.
Less typical is that my main characters are a Soul-bond of Three. That means three bodies hold a single massive soul comprised of the three before they bonded.
While each still retains their own personality, they can hear and feel what their soul bonds do unless one purposely blocks the others. They only do this when they need to protect the other two from something they think the others are better not knowing. For example, when Saran was chained, face to the wall, in the basement and whipped daily, she imagined herself in her room. Thus Tamara never had a clue of her true state. Nor did Saran realize Tamara had married a man, then died on his ranch, since they mind-spoke every day and she never mentioned either situation.
When Saran also married Dmitri (the man Tamara had previously married) they had expected it would be a normal two-bonded fems with a non-bonded husband. For that was the way it had always occurred before. However, for the first time in any multiverse, a three-bonded soul was created from the sweetest woman you’ll ever meet, a sassy spirit, and a hardworking, honorable, strong man.
These three books center around the Soul-bond of Three and their offspring. But one other character in the last book so intrigued my early beta readers, they demanded a book one to set the stage and explain how this sentient being came to be. So I wrote The Gods of Probabilities. At first I wrote it with the Gods working silently in the background, but then I realized the books would be so much funnier if I let the Gods come out from behind their curtain and let us see how badly they can behave and how hard it is to save someone within their bureaucratic rules. So in book one we meet the adorable water children of Oceana, including the very nice and talented Drogan, plus a whole bunch of sassy, cranky Gods. (I am assuming you’ve read book 1. If not, you may start at book 2, since it was the original beginning. However, I recommend reading book 1 first.
In Book two, you will begin on Earth with the humans and gain a berth in the outbound ship. (Sorry, all I could afford was a 3rd class cube for you, but the captain assures me no one dies from curling up in a ball and sleeping in a rubber cube.)
Now, if the Gods can solve a great deal of issues with the few God interventions left for them to use, hopefully you and the colonists will all make it to Terranue in one piece. I promise not to leave you hanging, you either will or won’t land, depending on how the probabilities fall. (This will cease to be a Schrodinger’s cat situation once the even collapses).
I wrote it so you and the colonist would land, but another me in another universe may be perverse and write it where they die in space. It’s all too likely that another me will do that. And if you grasp that concept, you’ll understand why the Gods are so cranky. They don’t just have to control one of me, but billions of me.
However, you can help. As you read the book, you can focus on positive resolutions. Positive thinking is very important in Quantum Physics. In fact, it turns out to be more important than the concept of Reality.
Surviving Outbound
by Liza O’Connor
Saran along with her ‘not dead, just no longer human’ soul-bond—Tamara, and their giant blue bull leave in search of a handler so Blue can escape Earth and travel outbound. The man Saran meets and falls in love with turns out to be Tamara’s husband. Their spiritual joining of three sets into play a prophecy written long ago. Together, they become Tamsarandem, the most powerful soul-bond in all the multiverses.
The shamans pay for their voyage to Terranue, an unknown planet, never before colonized by humans. In return, Tamsarandem must look after the other colonists and help them to prosper and find their Paths of Light. They will need to do this mostly on their own, for the Gods are running out of authorized interventions. However, the God Pane, with the help of the sentient ship-computer, Marybell, constantly search for clever workarounds to ensure The Path of Light will reign supreme upon the final collapse. But there is only so much they can do within their bureaucratic rules.
Having failed to stop Tamsarandem from leaving Earth, those who walk the Path of Darkness embed their own people, including their darkest lord, on the ship to ensure it will never arrive at Terranue.
Focusing, Tamara created a faint, shimmering image of her former self. She could have created a solid appearance, but she thought a shimmer might make Saran realize the change in her existence without the sudden blow of what it meant.
“Tamara, is that you?” Saran whispered.
“Yes,” Tamara replied through mind-speak.
Saran’s face distorted in anguish. “Are you dead?”
Tamara flinched at the waves of pain Saran exuded. As soul-bonds, what one felt, the other felt, unless they purposely blocked their soul-bond from the truth, which she had done during her painful death.
Saren’s torment was exactly the reason she had delayed returning. She could not bear to feel sweet Saran in pain, nevertheless be the cause of it. “I prefer to be called no longer corporal.” She moved closer, wishing she could embrace her soul-bond, but that was not possible. All she had to comfort were her words. “You possess half of my soul. I cannot die as long as you live.”
As Tamara neared, goose bumps formed on Saran’s arms, which she tried to rub away.
“Sorry for the chill. It’s the ionization process I use to create my form.” Unable to endure her soul-bond’s current distress, she checked out the animals.
Tamara had purposely portrayed herself exactly as she had looked the day she’d run away six years prior, the last image Saran had of her. She’d hoped the familiar brown, weaved pants and white shirt of a handler would make their first meeting less stressful. Her blond hair was braided down the center of her back, just as Saran had done for her six years ago.
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Check out book 1: The Gods of Probabilities, also on Amazon
Liza is a multiple genre author of 15 novels. A Late Victorian Series, The Adventures of Xavier & Vic, plus a spinoff, A Right to Love, is an ongoing series. A Long Road to Love is a humorous Contemporary Disaster Romance series of five books. She has two single books. One is a humorous, bad boys contemporary novel with ghosts, called Ghost Lover, the other is Untamed & Unabashed, a spinoff from Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice.
Now, she’s rolling out her Science fiction series (with romance & humor) called The Multiverses. The first four books are slotted for last half of 2015. In addition she hopes, if she hasn’t dropped from exhaustion by then, to re-release a sometimes humorous/suspense thriller called Saving Casey.
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August 4, 2015
A good guy stuck in a bad situation ~ A STELLAR AFFAIR @Laurel_R_books #scifi #romance
Please welcome author Laurel Richards!
In my SFR novel, A Stellar Affair, I wanted to create a hero who really was a good guy, but a man in the middle of a bad situation. Jack is kind and loyal and stands up for his principles. He’s not afraid to fight or throw a punch once in a while, but he isn’t the typical alpha male you see in a lot of romance books. Thanks to his psychic ability, he’s not only a mind-reader; he’s also empathic. This is a man who definitely relies on his brain, though his smarts come wrapped in a very attractive package.
His psychic abilities are both a blessing and a curse. They allow him to help his people in a time of war and uncover critical intel that could save lives. At the same time, they make having a romantic relationship difficult. A lot of people aren’t comfortable with him being able to read their minds, and knowing everything a woman is thinking and feeling creates a lot of performance pressure.
When Ardra is taken captive and brought to Jack for interrogation, his mental talents let him see Ardra as a beautiful woman and not just the enemy. The more he delves into her mind, the more he falls for her, and that’s a problem in the middle of a war. Jack struggles with loyalty and love, while Ardra tries to sort out where she stands in the conflict. She never wanted to be part of the violence. All she ever wanted was a home of her own and someone to love. Can she have that with Jack?
A Stellar Affair is a sweet/sensual romance set against the backdrop of an interstellar conflict. In this case, men and women might be from different planets, but that won’t stop them from reading each other’s minds.
A Stellar Affair
by Laurel Richards
Sometimes the heart leads and the mind must follow.
Ardra has no idea why she’s been abducted and thrown into a Roimiran interrogation room. She is simply a Tetch botanist on her way to a distant planet, not an enemy spy. She’s scared of the piercing eyes of the mind-reading precept assigned to uncover whatever secrets her mind might be holding. But even more worrying is the strange soul-deep connection between her and her captor.
Jackson Deimos excels at slipping in and out of someone’s memories to retrieve military intelligence deliberately hidden away—even from an unwitting carrier. But Ardra’s brain is a labyrinth of defenses he’s never encountered before. Plus, her beauty shouldn’t be this much of a distraction.
As their battle of wits and wills wears on, their emotions are the first to betray them. But if Jack can’t break through Ardra’s barriers, his superiors will turn her over to someone who will—by force. Leaving Jack having to choose between doing his duty or following his heart.
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A white satin divan sat in the middle of the garden. She kissed Jack as they moved toward it and felt the urgent heat of his tongue and lips. He unzipped her dress and let it fall to the ground. Once he removed her undergarments, he gazed at her naked body. Ardra tried to undo the buttons of his shirt, but her hands shook, and he had to help her. When he was as nude as she was, she let her gaze sweep past his waist. She felt her whole body blush as she saw her effect on him.
Jack continued to court her mouth even as he rubbed against her. He dipped her back and pushed her gently onto the smooth bed of satin. There were no sheets, so their skin was bare to the night breeze. He kissed his way down her chest and belly and thigh with lingering presses of his lips. Then he worked his way back up, and she began to tremble in anticipation.
“I’m nervous,” she admitted.
He looked her right in the eye. “I know you are. But you don’t have to be afraid anymore.”
He slipped a hand between her legs, making her gasp. Her lips parted on a sigh as he took his time stroking and preparing her. He planted warm kisses on every reachable inch of her body until her tremors ceased. Once she was panting, he dropped his hips between her legs and pressed inside her. She moaned as he thrust forward, but it was solely a sound of pleasure. He was tender and careful with her as he started to move.
Gradually gaining momentum, he rocked into her beneath the open stars, and she swore she could feel the celestial energy pulsing through her. Jack’s tongue was between her lips, and he grew frantic beneath her encouraging hands. She lost herself in the feel of him moving rhythmically inside her. Their bodies twined—two separate beings sharing one single, unbearable pleasure. It was love and lust, making love and sharing it. She lost track of where she ended and he began and loved that he could read her every desire.
His thrusts grew faster until they both climaxed with a moan.
“Oh!” Ardra woke with a cry and bolted upright in bed.
Her heart was pounding and her nerves still tingled, but she was alone in her confinement room. She marveled that the dream had seemed so real. Then she had to wonder. It had been a dream, hadn’t it?
She thought of Jack and immediately felt the brush of his mind against hers. A jolt of surprise hit her, though she wasn’t sure if it came from him or herself.
“Not a dream,” she said with a groan.
She buried her face in her pillow. It would have been easy to blame him since he was the precept, but somehow she knew this wasn’t his doing. Or at least not his alone. How was she supposed to face him after this mental coupling? Connecting with Jack telepathically and having dream sex with him was more intimate than a simple physical act would have been. It might not have been so embarrassing if…
Ardra sighed. What was the point? No matter how she looked at their situation, she couldn’t see things ending well for them.
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“They’d kill me if they found out I made love to their sister” #MWTease #scifi #romance
Happy Wednesday! I’m back with another Mid Week Tease for you.
Mid Week Tease is an author meme started and hosted by author Sandra Bunino, where authors share snippets from their recent releases, back list titles, and works-in-progress (WIPs). So, please check out my tease for today and visit the other participating authors listed below.
For today’s post, I’m going to share an excerpt from HIS ALIEN VIRGIN, a New Adult Sci-Fi Romance 1Night Stand story.
“There you are.”
Star snatchers! She struggled in his grip, hoping the gravity of Earth would help her out. “Let me go.”
He squeezed tighter. “I don’t think so. You have some explaining to do.”
There would be no explaining. Daran loosened his grip for a split second, just enough for Skylar to put her feet on the floor and twist around. She jerked her knee, slamming it into his groin. “I won’t go back. You can’t make me.”
His grasp loosened. They both fell to the floor, but she scrambled to her feet. Guilt consumed her for hurting him. But he didn’t understand, didn’t know what that monster she was betrothed to would do to her, how he would treat her.
Keeping her gaze on the man sent to retrieve her, she stepped backward, closer to the stairs. “I’m sorry, Daran, but I refuse to return to Rebed.”
Cupping his groin, he shook his head, tears in his eyes. “Who said anything about Rebed? I just want to know why you’re here. On Earth. Why are you at this hotel to have a one-night stand?”
She halted, but remained ready to flee, her muscles tense. “My brothers didn’t send you? You’re not here to take me back?” Or was he trying to trick her, attempting to get closer before grabbing her again and hauling her back to his ship?
“No.” He stood slowly, as if expecting her to run again if he moved too fast. And maybe she would. One wrong move would be all it took.
“I work at this observatory. But I was also here to meet my date.”
Her heart fluttered. “Me?” Oh, gods, how she wanted to believe him, her fantasies finally come true.
He nodded. “But, as much as I love the fact that Madame Eve thought we’d be good together, I can’t follow through.”
She stared up at him, her chest suddenly heavy. “Why not?” Having Ghorkle change his mind would come as a relief, but Daran’s rejection stung like a dagger to the heart. If he wasn’t going to tow her back, he needed to sweep her off her feet, be the hero she’d always longed for.
“Because of Galan and Volan. They’d kill me if they found out I made love to their little sister.”
~ About HIS ALIEN VIRGIN ~
She is desperately seeking freedom…
On the eve before her twenty-first birthday, Skylar steals a ship and escapes from the planet Rebed. She refuses to be another wife for the slimy space pirate that is her betrothed. After hearing of her brothers’ success, she applies to the 1Night Stand service on her way to Earth, hoping Madame Eve can find her a hero, to make her feel special, even if for only one night.
He is trying to fit in…
A longtime friend to Skylar’s brothers, he’s always relegated her to the look and don’t touch category. Though, Daran traveled to Earth years ago, he still struggles to fit in on the planet. When his boss suggests a blind date, he reluctantly agrees. What would happen if anyone found out about his alien ancestry?
And they are not at all meant to be together…
Has Madame Eve made a huge mistake, or will Daran tread into forbidden territory to be with the one woman he’s always wanted, and become the hero Skylar craves?
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August 3, 2015
Summer Writing Goals ~ Update #2
Hello! Time for this week’s writing update. Once again, I didn’t get as much done as I’d hoped. And I’m not going to give excuses.
Beneath the Starry Sky in still in audio book production. No new news.
No news on Taken by the Billionaire Alien Next Door either. The next round of edits should be arriving in my inbox any time now.
As for Alien Attraction, I started at 10,645 words and finished this week at 13,055, for a total of 2,410 new words. Almost two scenes, or one chapter. The first was the love scene I’d planned to write, and the second scene is another love scene. I’m hoping to finish that chapter this week, and write the next, which has no love scenes, so should be easier to write with my kids around. I hope.
August 2, 2015
#SFRMonday: No one on Siren is safe ~ OURS TO SAVE by @ShonaHusk #scifirom
Please welcome multi-published author Shona Husk with her sci-fi romance story, Ours To Save.
OURS TO SAVE
ES SIREN 9
by Shona Husk
Some secrets are worth killing to protect…
Micah Stone sees Solitaire as a fresh start. With twenty years’ experience in the agriculture industry, he hopes the colony won’t make the same mistakes that were made on Earth.
To most people, Micah looks like a member of the well educated elite, but he’s really a Gaia activist. Not only did he lie about his daughter’s age to get her on board, but his partner is one of the most dangerous women on Siren.
Felicity Valez was once an Army explosives expert, and she was also a member of the radical Gaia Movement. After being sentenced to life for sedition, she wound up on Siren. To protect her partner and daughter while they’re on board, she needs to make sure that no one links the family together.
But her liaisons with Micah have been noted. And when her daughter’s life is threatened Felicity will do the one thing she promised Micah she’d never do again: rig an explosive that will kill.
No one on Siren is safe.
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Felicity looked up at the knock on her cell door. It wasn’t exercise or meal time, and it was too early for Micah … besides, he’d only visited two days ago. The knock was more warning than request. The door swung open before she could say anything.
Two male guards stood in the corridor. Beyond them she could hear the voices of the other women. Time out of the cells had been reduced after the riots. This must be their couple of hours of free time. Time she no longer got, even though she’d never joined in with the rioters.
She put her notes about the rivers and underground waterways on Solitaire aside. Awareness prickled down her arms, making the dark hairs spike, but her stare was cold and dead, as though there was nothing but hate inside.
“She’s all yours,” the guard said to the other man. A sergeant. A wiry fellow with shifty eyes and a rather nervous disposition.
Something was off. The sergeant held what looked like a medic’s emergency bag. Her gaze danced to the patches on his uniform. They were correct. The ominous feeling didn’t fade.
“What’s he here for?” She jerked her chin in the medic’s direction.
“Some medical follow-up.” The guard muttered something else, and both men laughed.
She fought to keep her hands unclenched, to appear unthreatened. Smart guards knew that Mr. Stone wouldn’t be happy if someone messed with his piece of tail. She had no idea how Micah had put that word around, but it had worked for the last eleven months. She was hoping that wasn’t about to be tested.
“Won’t take long.” The medic stepped into her cell.
She released a slow breath when the door remained open—not that it meant much, but perhaps she was being overly paranoid.
The medic placed the bag on the small table where she’d been working. “Need yer ‘elp, Felicity.”
Her gaze snapped up. Only Micah called her that.
He placed a hand on her shoulder. “Nadia Kajewski sends ‘er regards. Apologizes for not being ‘ere in person.”
Felicity hadn’t heard that name in ten years. She kept her breathing even and her face fixed to mild distain. Nadia had been part of Gaia when Felicity had been arrested. She’d been smart, and planned many of the more practical jobs. With her engineering background she’d known exactly where the explosives needed to be placed. But Nadia had never gotten her hands dirty, always letting someone else be on the ground.
Nadia was here. How many other Gaia members were on board? She knew there were some. At first they had tried to befriend her, but she’d made it clear that she wasn’t interested. That had been Micah’s idea. They had to distance themselves from Gaia. While in her heart she still believed Gaia was right, Micah had a point. Gaia wasn’t needed on the new world. As long as the elites didn’t try to fuck everyone over again.
“What does she want?” It wasn’t as though Felicity was in a position to refuse. This man had all the weapons a guard should, right down to the electro-whip. Her gaze lingered. If she stole it …
And then what? Where exactly was she going to run to?
There was nowhere to go. She had to serve out her sentence, and pray to whatever gods lived out here that Micah had the pull to get her close to him and Sadie. It would kill her to be in the same small town but to never able to see them. She wanted her lover and her child back.
“Your ‘elp, same as old times.” He opened the bag. The grip on her shoulder tightened. “You scream or say one word and your pretty little daughter gets all kinds of bad things coming her way.” His grip eased. Then he stroked her cheek. “You’re a bit past it, sweetheart.”
Shona Husk lives in Western Australia at the edge of the Indian Ocean. Blessed with a lively imagination she spent most of her childhood making up stories. As an adult she discovered romance novels and hasn’t looked back.
With over forty published stories, ranging from sensual to scorching, she writes contemporary, paranormal, fantasy and sci-fi romance.
You can find out more at www.shonahusk.com
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July 31, 2015
“Wait until I’m inside you” #MySexySaturday from MADE FOR HER #eroticromance #scifirom
Hi peeps! It’s the 103rd week of My Sexy Saturday. Here are the details: every Saturday, published and unpublished authors will be sharing 7 words, sentences, or paragraphs from a work-in-progress or an already published story.
Today’s theme is…
A VERY SEXY TIME
Here’s seven from MADE FOR HER, an erotic sci-fi romance about clones and one of my favorite stories.
Set-up: Mikayla is attracted to Dare, especially since he reminds her of her late husband. But, she is his superior officer, and a clone. On this evening, they have left the flight simulator and Mikayla invites him back to her house. As much as she tries, she cannot deny her desire to be with him.
“Oh God, you’re amazing.”
He grinned. “Wait until I’m fucking you, Colonel Jones.”
Her pussy tightened around his fingers as her moans grew louder.
With each response, he figured out what brought her the most pleasure.
“Dare!”
The walls around his fingers pulsed as her liquid heat drenched them. Removing his digits, he leaned down to taste her. Lapping up her succulent juices, he positioned her legs over his shoulders. He sucked her pink flesh as she squirmed and squealed.
He could savor her for hours. As he plunged his tongue deep inside her, she raised her hips off the couch.
~ About Made For Her ~
After terrorists murder the love of her life, Colonel Mikayla Jones trains squadron after squadron of the clones he brought to life, to take to the skies. When she discovers a young clone of her husband in her newest class, her world spins out of control. How can she command the look-a-like when she can’t help but yearn for him to fill an ache in her heart?
Dare was created to be the best. As the first Daniel clone to leave Onatria labs, he needs to prove he is more than just a DNA copy. To do that, he must rely on the wife of the man who donated his genes. But when she refuses to train him, Dare faces discharge and returning to the labs. Can he convince Colonel Jones to finish his training and find a way into her bed? Or will long kept secrets unhinge the entire clone project?
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July 30, 2015
#TopTen Reasons to LOVE the Wiccan Haus series by @DominiEastwick #WiccanHaus #PNR #shifter
10. Great stories by great authors. With thirteen books and counting by 8 authors and counting you are sure to get a large array of stories as diverse as the authors who right them. Yet all will have the same setting with returning characters.
9. Security: Every one of the security team is large and enough to bring a gal to her knees.
8. Trixie: Deep breathing and yoga is the perfect way to relax.
7. Serena: What island would not be complete with a resident mermaid?
6. Myron: She might not ever be able to find her name tag but this woman is never without her cards and what those cards can tell her keeps the Wiccan Haus running. Besides she is the only one brave enough to tease Rekkus.
5. Sarka Rowan: One of the Dark Ones she isn’t to be crossed but when she cares she will give her life for that person.
4. Cemil Rowan: One of the Light Ones he knows what you are feeling before you do, his empathy rivals his kind heart.
3. Sage Rowan: The Light sister. She works the dirt and its blessing with a thumb so green it brings beauty to the world. She is as kind as she is blessed. With herbs she can cure what ails you.
2. Cyrus Rowan: The Dark brother, the things he has seen has made him target number one for an rogue assassin on the planet. His retrocog abilities have cost him and his family dearly. The island and his best friend Rekkus are the only things keeping him on the side of the good.
1. Rekkus: The head of security and the last of the Black Tiger streak. He is sexy, strong and takes the safety of the Rowans very seriously. And when he finds his mate it will rock her world. Rekkus might not be an official Rowan but blood isn’t the only kind of family.
Book 1 in the Wiccan Haus Series
By Dominique Eastwick
Decadent Publishing
Heat Level 4
ISBN: 978-1-61333-841-4
ASIN: B011T3M5OA
The last of his kind…
Rekkus is the last of the great Black Tiger weres, and he’s happy to stay that way. Working as head of security for the Wiccan Haus, a magical spa for inner healing, he has enough danger to keep him busy. Unfortunately, the Fates are not content with him being comfortable.
Alone and discouraged…
Dana has walked away from everything—her fiancé, family, job, and apartment. A stay at the Wiccan Haus may be the only way she can move on. But what she finds isn’t what she expects, nor is it what she thought she’d been seeking.
If they can open themselves up they might discover that being together can be better than being alone and learn that passion can burn in those who least expect it.
Meet the unusual residents of the Wiccan Haus.
The staff can get a little hairy, and not all of the guests eat what’s served in the dining hall. But the Rowan siblings do what they can to make the resort a place of healing and peace, using all of their years of practice. At the Haus, where humans and paranormals reside side by side, everyone in need of the services are welcome. If some happens to fall in love then all the better.
Welcome to the Wiccan Haus.
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“It’s not safe for you here with me. I left you alone last night, but, if you stay, I’m not sure I can honor a request to stop a second time.”
“I felt it, too,” she blurted, unable to keep it to herself any longer.
Rekkus moved so fast, she never saw him actually take a step. Strong, wet arms wrapped around her, and her breasts pressed against his chest. His eyes searched hers. He must have seen what he searched for because his lips were on hers with feverous desire before she formed another thought, demanding she open for him. And no part of her considered denying him anything. Butterflies churned in her stomach until she shook. In all the years with Frank, and it had been a great many, she’d never felt this, like fire threatened to engulf her.
Dana wound her arms around his neck, running her fingers through his damp hair and deepening the kiss. His moan allowed her to gather the nerve and strength to urge him forward. He forced her past her comfort zone into accepting the sexy seductress screaming to be let out. She knew what he most desired because she wanted it too. Wanted him, all of him, every naked inch, right there, next to the lake, not even a ten-minute walk from the Haus. Anyone might stumble across them, and she didn’t care. It almost added to the allure of having him. What she needed it to be.
Wiccan Haus Order of Books
Shifting Hearts by Dominique Eastwick
A Man Worth Fighting For by Sara Daniel
An Apple Away by Kate Richards
Siren’s Serenade by Dominique Eastwick
Psychic Lies by Sara Daniel
Shifter’s Dance By Vanessa North
Unveil my Heart by Nya Rayne
Shifter’s Song By Vanessa North
Finding Her A-Muse-ment by Rebecca Royce
Guarding His Heart by Carolyn Spear
Lifebound by Leigh Daley
The 13th Guest by Rebecca Royce
A Bride Worth Fighting For by Sara Daniel
Coming Soon
Healing his Soul’s Mate by Dominique Eastwick
Sorcerer’s Legacy by Carolyn Spear
Award winning author Dominique Eastwick currently calls North Carolina home with her husband, two children, one crazy lab, and one lazy cat. Dominique spent much of her early life moving from state to state as a Navy Brat. Because of that traveling is one of her favorite pastimes. When she’s not writing, you can find Dominique with her second love…her camera.
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July 29, 2015
Read an Extended Excerpt from GEMINI by Catherine Peace & enter to WIN Amazon GC! @lexcade
Hi everyone! Jessica was nice enough to let me take over her blog for a day. I have a science fiction romance of my own out in the world—one that I am incredibly excited about—and wanted to share an exclusive excerpt with you!
Plus, one lucky commenter will also win a $5 Amazon gift card!
About Gemini:
Being one of the Embassy’s glorified treasure-seekers has its perks…
Komandan Uriah Jacobs recovers ancient artifacts in exchange for more than just decent pay; he also receives guaranteed protection from his former owners, the nyx…until an emergency landing on a too-familiar colony brings him face-to-face with his past life and something more—a surprisingly priceless treasure in the form of a human woman.
A slave to the nyx since childhood…
Shadi spends her waking hours in the forge, dreaming of rescuing her brother with the help of a man she once worshipped like a father. A crashed ship on the colony becomes her only hope to escape. But before she can steal the ship, the pilot abducts her. They may be the same species, but will he help her find her Shilah?
Their attraction is undeniable…
Fighting it seems inconsequential as they evade the nyx’s bounty hunter and uncover a conspiracy that shines unwanted light on Shadi’s past and reveals the corruption in Uri’s beloved Embassy, placing their fledgling love in danger.
As the universe systematically falls apart, will Shadi and Uri’s newfound passion be enough to keep them alive?
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She stepped out of his touch, regardless of how much she enjoyed it. All of this was too overwhelming, too much at once. “Why did you take me?” she asked.
A steely mask settled over his face, and the hard glint in his eyes unsettled her. “I’ll tell you over dinner.” He paused. “Which will be here any moment.”
Sure enough, a ding came from the front. Admittedly, she couldn’t wait to try actual human food. At this point, the gloop had to be the only thing keeping her going; she’d given up on the hard biscuits years ago.
Uri disappeared and reappeared just as quickly with two containers and bottles of clear liquid. Not gloop. “Chicken noodle,” he said with a sheepish grin. “Does the body and soul good.”
Whatever that meant.
They found a secluded spot with a small table and sat down. “You owe me a story,” she said.
“I do, indeed.” He opened the lid on one of the containers. “Here.”
The soup smelled like salt. She looked at the bits and pieces floating around in the…stuff.
“Try it,” he urged.
She watched him use a small scoop-like utensil to dip into the container and tried to mimic him. For her troubles, she got a bit of liquid and a green thing. Then she took a small sip and her eyes widened at the taste. So much better than rocks.
“What do you think?”
“It’s good.” Not a strong enough word, but the right one escaped her. Or maybe she didn’t know it yet.
He smiled, and she marveled at how bright it was, how perfect his teeth and…well…him. Suddenly, the gray hair seemed out of place.
Mouth full of soup, she nodded. The green things were delicious.
“When I was fourteen, raiders attacked my colony, searching for a mineral deposit rumored to be hidden in our mountains. Once they discovered we had no such mineral deposit, they chose to take what we had an abundance of—humans, which may have been just as profitable, if not more so. A long and bloody standoff ensued, and enough people died to orphan most of the children. These raiders turned out to be human, too.”
A lump formed in her throat. Suddenly without an appetite, she pushed the bowl to the center of the table and waited for him to either confirm or dispel her fears.
The wait seemed endless while her companion mulled over his words. Indecision dulled his eyes. “Tell me it wasn’t him,” she whispered, unable to bear the silence.
He snapped out of his memory. “I can’t. One of our own suggested selling humans, and Ezra Welles agreed. They turned to the slave trade that day. I hoped they’d find the egregiousness of selling their own kind intolerable, but,” he said with a weary sigh, “I see they haven’t.”
“Ezra wanted to stop,” she blurted. “I know he did.” She wiped tears from her cheeks. “He cried for me and Shilah. He loved us. Swore he’d come back.”
“Even so, he proved he loved money more.”
Enough. Shadi pushed back from the table, unapologetic when a bottle spilled. “You didn’t know him.” Then she stood and headed for the door. Maybe it’d be best if he left her behind after all.
His conscience pushed him to pursue her. Danger lurked in every part of Dalara, and anyone who found her wandering the streets may do worse than tell her the truth about a man she adored.
In a flash, he caught up with her. He placed a hand on her shoulder, and she stopped but didn’t turn around. “I shouldn’t have—”
She whirled around, fire lighting her eyes. Another heartbeat had her raising her fist. In one fluid movement, he pinned her wrists to her sides and pushed her against the wall. And he decided that, yes, even broken, she was beautiful.
“I hate you,” she whispered.
“I don’t blame you.” Whatever he’d gotten himself into, he needed to get himself out—quick—but this girl had already pulled him into her orbit. “Listen to me, Shadi, carefully.” She struggled; he answered by pressing his body flush to hers and she stilled. Mouth next to her ear, he said, “People here will try to hurt you. Hate me all you like, but stay with me until you’re safe.”
Catherine Peace has been telling stories for as long as she could remember. She often blames two things for her forays into speculative fiction—Syfy (when it was SciFi) channel Sundays with her dad and The Island of Dr. Moreau by HG Wells. She graduated in 2008 from Northern Kentucky University with a degree in English and is still chasing the dream of being super rich and famous, mostly so she can sit around in her PJs all day and write stories. When not being a slave to the people in her head, she’s a slave to two adorable dogs.
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July 28, 2015
Mid Week Tease from THE POWER OF THREE: “Maybe if he watches?” #MWTease #erotica #menage
Happy Wednesday! I’m excited to share another Mid Week Tease.
Mid Week Tease is an author meme started and hosted by author Sandra Bunino, where authors share snippets from their recent releases, back list titles, and works-in-progress (WIPs). So, please check out my tease for today and visit the other participating authors listed below.
For today’s post, I’m going to share an excerpt from THE POWER OF THREE, which I re-released earlier this month. It is a short and hot paranormal menage story, and available for only 99¢!
Bo stood up, letting the pillow fall to the floor. “Like what you see?”
He smiled, taking in the man’s full figure, each rippled muscle, his thick arms, legs, and luscious cock. “Oh, yeah.”
Delayna giggled again, tossing the sheet aside. She spun around as if eager for him to see all she had to offer.
Yet he already knew and was anxious to sample. Oh, to be sandwiched between these two.
Bo scowled, but his betraying shaft stood even straighter. “So, what the hell do we do now? How do we get you back to wherever-the-fuck you’re from?”
An idea formed in his mind, one that would leave him satisfied in so many ways. These two had set him free from his prison of stone gargoyles. Perhaps they could send him back to his sanctuary as well? “A ménage? It was your combined touch that unleashed me in the first place.”
Bo’s face turned red. With clenched fists, he stepped closer, his nostrils flared. “Get. Out.”
Delayna squeezed between them. If only they could move that position to the bed, against a wall, anywhere.
“Maybe…if he just watches…?” She chewed on her bottom lip, making him yearn for a taste. If her flavor matched her scent, he would sample cherries with every lap of his tongue. Gods, let’s get started.
Bo grabbed her shoulders. “You believe him?”
She nodded. “He appeared out of nowhere. You saw it, too.”
Glancing down at the crumbled statue, Bo sighed.
“It might be exciting to have someone watch us. You always like to try new things.” She stroked his dick then moved to the side, waving Oscar closer. “And maybe you could teach him some of your stellar moves.”
Oscar had been watching long enough to know all the man’s moves. He wanted to experience them for himself, sample every inch of their bodies, but saying so would most likely halt Bo’s evident arousal.
Dropping to her knees, Delayna took her husband’s cock into her mouth.
Oscar moaned, imagining her moist lips circling his own dick. Bo grabbed her hair, thrusting in and out of her mouth. She sucked hard, taking him in all the way to his balls. That-a-girl.
Oscar turned his attention to her rounded backside, wanting to spear her still juicy hole with his straining cock, but would the other man appreciate that yet? Was he ready for a ménage?
Standing up, she nudged her husband onto the bed then crawled on top of him. Oscar groaned, watching the sway of her hips, his erection painful.
~ About THE POWER OF THREE ~
Cursed to live amongst several stone gargoyle statues, Oscar watches a young couple, yearning to participate in their sexual activities. For he has been away from his own lovers for over a year, and longs to touch and be touched again.
When he tumbles off the headboard onto the couple, he is released from the statue but must find a way home. His only thought: a ménage with the man and woman who freed him. But will they try something new to grant him his return passage, or leave him wandering Earth alone?
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July 27, 2015
Five Sexy things to do on a date in #NorthWales by @JoAnneKenrick & #Giveaway! #TemptingSigns #Leo

By JoAnne Kenrick
1. Visit the Arousal for a “sizzling banger sandwich.” They even do takeaway; arousal to go!
This isn’t what you think it is, but the innuendos that will ensue when you lay eyes on this place is sure to lead to sexy-times. Perfect for a date when you’re ready to “takeaway” to the bedroom.
The “Arousal” should actually be the “Carousal” and is a café in Porthmadog, North Wales. The C has been missing from the café’s signage for as long as I can remember. It does seems as if they like the innuendo and play on it with their sizzling banger sandwich special…or is that just my dirty mind at work?
Not many villages can say their biggest tourist attraction is an arousal. Perhaps Porthmadog is quiet simply the sexiest village in Wales! And yes, this is a real place. Honest.
2. Picnic atop a mountain. Picture the scene: Rolling hills and a beautiful blue sky. You’re lazing on a blanket with your honey as you sip on fine wine and nibble gourmet food. You’re secluded. It’s just you and your lover. Sheep bleeping create the backdrop noise to create the mood, or serve perfectly to drown out your moans of pleasure.
3. Roll in the hay. When I say roll, I mean shag. Duh! When you’re caught out in the heavy rain, which is a given to happen at some point in your date because, you know, it is Wales, just take cover in the nearest barn and have a bloody good roll. You’ll dry off before you know it.
4. Grabbing a bit of crumpet the morning after. Okay, so this innuendo might be lost on non-Brits, but a bit of crumpet has a double meaning a hot chick or grabbing a bit of saucy action on the side. But eating actual crumpets in bed with your lover is sexy, too. Smother on some butter and jam, and let the hot crumpets set the mood for some sweet food play…or simply help you carb up after that roll in the hay. Both options are pretty darn tasty. Who doesn’t love a bit of crumpet in the morning?
5. Have a cup of tea. Yes! Tea is sexy. Tea with biscuits (that’s cookies to Americans) to dunk is very sexy. Dunk those sweet treats and suck them dry. Nothing like a good dunking to get your man in the mood *wink wink*
Want to indulge in sexy times in North Wales? Want to swoon over a rough-around-the-edges Welshman who is just too darn irresistible no matter how much Zoe tries? Well…you should totally pick up BEFORE THE RAIN, a stand-a-lone set in rural North Wales. A sassy newly unemployed and single Southerner from Atlanta heads to Wales for a man-free break to find her own inspiration to write words…instead, she falls for the rustic charm of the land and her very gruff and Welsh land lord. Trouble, of course, ensues.
Three fiancés in three years makes Zoe Chantilly’s relationship column for the Georgia Times her only semblance of commitment…that is until her dating advice takes a dive down the Suwannee and she’s fired.
Unemployed and single, she leaves the sweltering heat of the south and heads to the UKfor a man-free break from life. The plan? Get with nature, write a novel, and be alone. Be very much alone. But nature has other plans for Zoe.
Navigating the backcountry roads of Wales seems just as complicated as her love life. A near-collision hones her desires in on Dylan Mostyn, a Leo seething with a raw prowess and macho magnetism the Aquarius in her can’t resist.
This Welshman is as arrogant as he is gorgeous. He’s also her landlord. The undeniable and thunderous attraction between them pinnacles during a karaoke duet at the village fete, but what starts as a no-strings fling quickly spirals toward dangerous ground.
Publisher: Fated Desires
Flame Rating: Three
Setting: North Wales, UK
Genre: Small Town Contemporary Romance
Tropes: Vacation romance, Opposites Attract
Release date: July 21st 2016
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JoAnne Kenrick is a multi-published author who writes both contemporaries and paranormals. She was born and raised in a wee seaside town in North Wales, and has traveled far and wide. In true Brit form, she is a teaholic.
She now lives in North Carolina with her very own British hero, where she creates ever afters with a backdrop of those wonderful places she’s visited.
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