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Life, books, and hot heroes

Ty from Ashes of War, coming July 1!

Happy Tuesday! Today is a better day for me. Not that yesterday was a bad day. I just had a hard time getting in the grove yesterday. EVERYTHING was shiny and I only got about 600 words written. I guess my brain needed a rest after finishing edits on two books this weekend. But today I’m ready to go!

I feel good about this week. The life schedule is clear and I’m free to pound out some serious words to finish the MM work in progress by Sunday so I can move on to the next story. Yes, I know I’m crazy. The MM is a special project I’m working on and hope to be able to give you more information soon.

There are great things coming from me. Some hot dragons. You get Ty from Sons of War on July 1! That’s 28 days away!! So excited to share his and Ashlynn’s story with you. Here’s a list of my release dates through the end of the year. Only the first two are confirmed dates,the rest are subject to change.

July 1 ~ Ashes of War (Sons of War #2)
August 12 ~ Dark Fates Anthology (Touch of Desire, Ashwood Falls 4.5)
Sept 2 ~ Artemis’s Hunt (Sons of War 2.5)

Oct 20 ~ Imperfect Mate (Harmony Springs 1 / ROAR 4)

Nov 18 ~ A Leopard’s Path (Ashwood Falls 5)

Pretty cool, huh? I’m also working on plans for a Christmas story this year. More info soon.

My next appearance will be at RomCon in TWO weeks! I’ll have my schedule posted in the June newsletter that comes out next week along with an exclusive interview with Jared from Ashwood Falls. A not to miss issue for Ashwood fans for sure!

That’s all from me for now. i hope everyone has a wonderful day and an amazing rest of the week.

Hugs,

Lia

Does the drinking have to stop because it’s Monday?

I say NO! As long as you drink in moderation that is. After all you have to go to work every day for the next four days. I know, don’t remind you.

I asked everyone on my Facebook author page what their favorite cocktail was and that gave me an idea for us to share cocktail recipes.  Fun, right? So let’s have them. Share one of your favorite cocktail recipes. If you don’t drink, share your favorite non-alcoholic drinks.

I’ll go first. One of my favs is the margarita. Ritas are best when made from scratch.

In a shaker mix 2 oz of Patron silver tequila, 1 oz of orange liqueur,   sweet and sour mix. Shake and pour. I like the rim of the glass salted and a squeeze of lime.

Your turn! Give me your favorite cocktail.

 

 

 

Spotlight Sunday: The Sons of War series

Hello and welcome to my first Spotlight Sunlight. Today I’ll tell you a little about my HOT new dragon-shifter series. Do you like dragons? What about Greek gods? Then this is the series for you. The first book, WAR’S PASSION, released February 27th. And was a hit! I couldn’t be happier. I received copy edits for the second book, ASHES OF WAR, yesterday. Exciting!! We’re getting close to the July 1st release!

Thanks everyone for all your support!

 

The series: 

Being the son of a god isn’t what it’s all cracked up to be. Especially if that god is War.

Ares, the God of War, lost his son, Drakon Ismenios—dragon protector of the sacred spring of Ismenos—in the war against the Heavens and Earth. Enraged with grief over his son, he sowen the dragon’s teeth into the earth to raise an immoral army known as the Sons of War. After defeating the Earth-bound demi-gods, the immortal warriors were deemed heroes for resorting the balance between the worlds. Until the day one of them betrays the others and they are all banished from Olympus forever.

Now the betrayer wants revenge and it’s up to his brothers to find a way to stop him before he raises another army against the gods.

 

Now available

 

 

War’s Passion, book 1

After losing her parents in a brutal attack from a monster straight out of her nightmares, Gwendolyn Preston tries to pick up the shattered pieces of her life. Along with her best friend, she moves to a small fishing village on the coast of Maine to find a new life away from the nightmares that haunt her. Just when she believes her life could go back to normal, the deliciously dark and handsome Markus Sullivan disrupts her hopes to grieve in peace.

Markus drew the short straw when it came to being the liaison between his father, Ares–God of War–and his brothers. When he discovers that the earth bound demi-gods, known as the descendants, have banded together to start another rebellion against the gods, it becomes his number one priority to stop them.

That is until he meets Gwen, the granddaughter of Aphrodite, and the next target of the descendants. Together, their path is rife with passion and danger. It might take more than the son of War to win this battle…Gwen herself.

 

Coming soon

 

Ashes of War, book 2

Ashlynn Blake, minor goddess of the hunt—lethal, beautiful, and able to connect with animals on a psychic level—is the perfect person to place judgment upon an accused dragon. But first she has to prove to the gods that Ty Sullivan is innocent of his crimes. If she fails, she’s doomed to lose her heart along with him forever.

Ty’s been beaten, scarred, and betrayed by females. He doesn’t trust them, can’t stand being around them for longer than he or his dragon needs to be. Yet, when he meets Ashlynn, his dragon is ready to mate, but the man believes she’s no different than the others.

The Fates have thrown them together, forcing secrets to be told and igniting a passion so fierce it may destroy both of them.

 

#Giveaway Friday: iTunes and swag

 

Happy Friday! How was your week? Mine was good. I’m still behind schedule with writing, but that’s my life. LOL. To kick off this weekend i’m giving away a $10 iTunes gift card and some swag. Tell me what kind of music you like and what’s your favorite band.

Me, I like all kinds of music. My favorite band changes according to my mood. That’s because I have so many favs. Right now I’m loving the song Come With Me Now by KONGOS.

 

 

Thursday’s Sensual Tease: Business Pleasures

Welcome back for another sensual Thursday. Today I have a hot scene from my contemporary erotic novella, Business Pleasures. enjoy!

 

“I’ve wanted you since you walked into the interview five years ago. It was a bonus for me that you had an AA in business law.” He kissed her cheek and slid his lips to her ear where he gently bit her earlobe.

Her panties dampened even more and speech seem to be impossible right then. Watching him in the mirror, she loosened her hold on his wrist. His eyes brightened slightly as if her reaction satisfied him in a way she didn’t understand.

“Relax and don’t move.” The deep rumble of his voice rippled through her, sending a jolt of electrical current straight to her core. Anticipation held her perfectly still as he slid the dress down her body to pool at her feet. Only then did she allow her hands to fall to her sides.

The urge to cover herself or run out the door made her skin itch. Her gaze darted to the long jagged scar that ran from the top of her right breast, disappeared under her bra, and continued down to her belly button. Although the nightmare of the day Roger scored her skin with the knife had blurred, the reminder of how he kept her on the short leash stared at her every time she looked in the mirror.

Raising her gaze back to Kenton’s, she let out a shaky breath, but focused on his face. His warm fingers caressed her back in soothing, massaging movements, starting at the base of her back then travelling up to her bra. With an efficient movement, he unhooked her bra.

She gasped and covered her breasts with her arms. The corners of his lips lifted as he pressed them to her ear. “I said don’t move.”

Then he nipped her on the neck, sending a shot of hot desire through her. Damn, if that was her punishment then why should she be good? His brown gaze dipped to her scarred breasts as she lowered her hands, taking the bra with them. Her nipples hardened under his stare and her skin tingled.

With his index finger, he circled her right nipple, barely touching the skin. After the third rotation, he guided his finger to her scar and traced it down to her navel.

 

 

 

School’s out

And my youngest is graduating! I’m so proud of my daughter. She returned back to school, became a mother, and is graduating from high school. It’s been quit a year so far. But I’m glad school is out and I’m officially done with it. It’s one less thing on my to-do list. LOL.

Here in north east Florida, the summers are very hot and humid. July and August are the hottest months. We usually don’t make travel plans for the summer. Mostly because we like to save the vacation time for the fall where we go to the mountains. We did try to take extended weekends and do something as a family when the kids were younger. Like go to the beach, the zoo (when it wasn’t too hot), or something else to keep the kids from being too bored during the summer. That is one thing I miss about when my kids were little. Now Hubby and I just get up and go on our own vacations. And pretty soon we’ll be able to take our granddaughter with us.

For all the moms, or dads, with kids still in school, what plans do you have for the summer?

Overcoming obstacles: A little weekly motivation

How do you do that? Ignore them? Well, you could, but some tend to grow louder, or bigger, by the minute until you find yourself so stressed out it’s hard to think. So, how do you overcome them? That all depends on how you handle the situation. I’m a problem solver and analyze everything. I figure out how to go round or just plow through the road block in a positive way.

It’s hard to see the positive in things. Negativity settles in like a blanket covering your head. The weight of the fabric determines how much you are able to see. It’s up to you to pull the blanket off, woad it up into a ball, and throw it back out into the universe. Only then can you see clear enough to move pass what ever is weighing you down and focus on the positive.

Have a beautiful week.

Blessed Be,

Lia

New Release: A Rebel’s Heart is here!

It’s live!!  And a day early. The first novella in the Ashwood Falls series released last night. A Rebel’s heart was previously released in the Ever After anthology and is now available on its own for $1.99.

 

A Rebel’s Heart, Ashwood Falls #3.5

By Lia Davis

 Buy links:

Amazon: http://amzn.to/1mcpNy5

B&N: http://bit.ly/1guaEu4

ARe: http://bit.ly/TLjWYS

iTunes: http://bit.ly/1jldrAG

Kobo: http://bit.ly/1mcpHXr

Blurb:

Widow and mother of five full grown males, Sarah Matthews lives the best she can—one day at a time. Now that her babies are having babies, she relishes in spoiling her grandkids. But her inner mountain lion is restless and Sarah can’t shake the feeling something is lurking in the woods surrounding her home. The unease becomes a reality when a man she thought died with her mate five years ago comes back into her life with trouble on his heels.

Damian Palmer never considered revealing his existence to his best friend’s widow. Hell he didn’t know how she’d react to knowing that he was alive for the last five years while her human mate was dead. When he got word that Sarah has become Shield’s—a human rebel organization set up to hunt and kill shapeshifters—next victim, he must go to her and uphold his best friend’s dying wish to keep Sarah safe.

Buried pain, old lies, and dangerous secrets aren’t enough to keep the sparks from flying as they try to survive a new threat against their race.

 

Read the first chapter of A Rebel’s Heart

Happy Sunday! Today I thought I’d share the first chapter of A Rebel’s Heart, which releases on Tuesday (or earlier depending on the retailers upload time *wink, wink*).  Enjoy!!

 

Chapter One

 

Sarah Matthews was tired. Life had become lonely and less exciting. Sure she had her kids, but they had their own lives, their own families. It just wasn’t the same, and considering she’d lost a part of her soul it had become an effort to get out of bed some days. Her mate had died a little over five years ago in a car accident that, until today, she’d believed just that.

An accident.

A case of being in the wrong place and all that.

However, today she received a package that made her wonder if her mate was indeed murdered. She opened the mailbox and frowned at the small box inside. Pulling it out, she studied it, suspicion twirling inside or mind. She put the thing to her ear and listened. She didn’t know what she’d expect to hear. A ticking from a bomb? Now she was being ridiculous. She rolled her eyes. “Ever so suspicious,” she muttered to herself.

There was no return address, nor was there a receiving one. That was odd. It was like someone had placed it in the mailbox. She didn’t hear any vehicles stop or even slow down in front of her house last night or this morning except for the mailman a few minutes ago. With her supernatural hearing, she’d hear a car pull up. Even her puma would had sensed another shifter in the area. Yet her senses didn’t go off.

Another mystery about the box in her hand.

The only writing on the top of the box was her name, hand-written.

Curiosity crept in, and after a quick sniff to make sure there weren’t any non-ticking explosives inside, she opened the box. Cold sensation went up her spine, and a hot fear burned her belly as she peered at the contents. Tears blurred her visions, and each heartbeat hurt as the wound that had slowly healed over the years was ripped back open. Inside the box was a gold wedding band with the words my love, my soul engraved on the inside. It was identical to Walt’s.

The ring he’d said he lost while working.

Underneath the ring was a slip of paper that read: You’re next.

Unable to go back into the house she and Walt had bought together, lived in, raised Nevan, and filled with their love, she ran into the woods, seeking some kind of peace. The tears fell in fat drops, soaking her cheeks and making it even harder to breathe.

She came to a stop at a large oak tree and dropped to her knees while she cradled the ring to her chest. The raw pain transformed into anger toward the sick bastards that could have done it. Whoever they were.

She peered back at the note. The two ugly words blurred as a tear dropped on them. Did this mean that Walt had been killed? If so, why? What would be the point of killing her? She didn’t have any enemies that she knew of anyway. And Walt…he was the most gentle and caring male she knew.

The sound of footsteps running in her direction made her stand and shove the note and ring into her pocket as her cat instantly went on alert. She scented the air and was relieved when she didn’t smell the acidy sweet smell of the Onyx Pack’s mutants. The half-animal, half-human creatures were not only gross; they were more powerful than she was.

The scent she did pick up belonged to a human, but there was another scent she couldn’t place, though it seemed familiar. The pounding of shoes hitting the earth grew closer, and she ducked behind the tree, unsure of what the human was doing in this part of the Smoky Mountains.

A human male ran past the tree, turned to look right at her as if he knew all along she was there, and pointed a gun right at her. Sarah gasped and fell to the ground a split second before he fired. Scrambling on hands and knees, she crawled around the tree and froze as another man barreled past her toward the human. The new man wasn’t a man, but a male puma shifter.

And she knew him.

Damian Palmer.

No, not possible. Damian had been in the car with Walt at the time of the accident. He’d died right along with his best friend. She’d seen his body, damn it.

She slowly moved so she could peek around the oak. The puma had the human pinned to the ground with one hand around his throat, trying to take the gun with the other. The human pulled a knife from his boot and, before Sarah could warn Damian, stuck him in the side. It gave the human enough leverage to knock the shifter off him.

The human turned, and Sarah didn’t waste time to see what he would do. She just reacted and ran into his back, knocking him off balance. It also knocked her off balance, and she tumbled to the ground. She started to push herself up but froze at the sight of the human’s shadow falling over her.

Shaking, she peered up and into the barrel of the gun.

She braced herself, knowing this was it. Her only thought was of her kids and grandkids. It had been a few days since she’d talked to them. A tear fell down her cheek, and the human paused as if confused. Then Damian tackled him to the ground. They rolled on the ground, fists pounding into each other as they fought for control of the gun until a shot went off, echoing through the forest.

Damian went limp, and the human pushed him off. Sarah stifled a cry and swallowed. She wanted to go to Damian, see if he was okay. He was a shifter, and as long as it wasn’t a shot to the heart, he’d live. Sarah hoped. Her heart broke all over again.

Sorrow, anger, and adrenaline rushed through her, and she charged the human man. The surprise on his face told her he’d underestimated her. Ha! That was his mistake. Even submissive shifters were stronger than humans. She was no submissive; she was a maternal female. She protected those she cared about. Even though she was pissed as hell at Damian for making her believe he was dead for the last five years, she’d protect him any way she could.

He had been her best friend once.

But she’d deal with Damian later. Right now, she had a human to disarm.

She hit him full force, and they fell to the ground. He punched out, catching her in side. Pain shot through her ribs, but it only fueled her anger and her inner puma’s rage even more. She growled and allowed her fangs to drop. The human paled, and she breathed in the fear rolling off him.

With quick and efficient movements, she grabbed his head in both her hands and twisted. The man went limp under her.

She rushed over to Damian and knelt down beside him. His breathing was labored, but he was awake. He met her gaze with hazel eyes, and something deep inside her stirred. Heat twirled in her abdomen and headed south. She shook off the strange reaction to the male she’d buried with her mate and offered a weak smile. “I don’t have to tell you how pissed I am at you.”

He coughed then winced as if in pain. She peered down at his chest, and her heart stuttered a couple of beats. His shirt was soaked in blood. He lifted his hand and touched her cheek with the tips of his fingers. She grabbed his hand and squeezed.

“I’m going to have to move you. I need to get you back to the house so I can call a Healer.” He didn’t answered, and his eyes started to close. “Damian. Stay with me. Do you hear me?”

She tapped his cheek, and he opened his eyes. “I’m —”

He coughed again, and she shook her head and lifted him to a sitting position so she could get her shoulder under his arm. Damian was a good seven inches taller than she and weighed over two hundred pounds, most of it muscle. So she needed him conscious if they were to make it to her house. Even with her added strength from being a shifter, she wouldn’t be able to carry the male on her own.

It took about twenty slow minutes to reach her cabin. Once inside, she directed him to the bedroom and helped him lie down. As soon as his head touched the pillow, he passed out. With a sigh and a heavy heart, she picked up her cell phone from the nightstand where she left it earlier and called Danica Welsh-Mathews, her daughter-in-law and the Ashwood Falls’ leopard Healer.

 

 

****

 

Damian opened his eyes and cautiously looked around the room, not sure where the hell he was. The room held a warmth to it.  The single window was covered with red and gold curtains. The walls were a soft cream color. The whole room reminded him of something. No, someone. Then memories of the fight with the rebel human and Sarah…

He’d come here to protect her. Instead he gotten his ass shot, and she’d ended up protecting him. Way to go, Damian.

You’re such an ass.

He sat up and sucked in a sharp breath as pain shot across his ribs. Peering down at his chest, he frowned and touched the red spot just below his heart. He let out a sigh and pushed to a stand, slower this time. He should consider himself lucky that Sarah had been there and the bullet hadn’t hit his heart. By the look of the healing wound, Sarah must had called a Healer, but from where?

As he got closer to the door, he heard voices coming from the living room. They were speaking low, but Damian could sense the tension in each syllable. A few of the voices were male and made Damian’s puma growl and claw at him from under his skin. Opening the door, he took slow steps down the hall and stopped at the sight of Sarah sitting on the arm of a recliner with her arms crossed over her chest. Her blond hair fell around her shoulders in soft waves, framing her slightly rounded face. A face that held a mother’s scowl, which did nothing to take away from her beauty.

Following her line of sight, Damian saw one of her sons, Graham, sitting on the couch, head in his hands.

Graham let out a sigh and said, “Mom, please. It is much safer for you at Ashwood. Plus you’ll be closer to Nev and me and the kids.”

Sarah snorted in an unamused way that made Damian smile. She was so beautiful. “You mean so you can keep an eye on me.”

Graham sat back on the couch and shrugged. “We can’t help it that we love you and want you safe.”

Nevan stepped out of the kitchen with a very attractive redheaded leopard shifter by his side and stopped to stand next to his stepmother. The female leopard wrapped her arms around Nevan from behind and rested her chin on his shoulder.

The love that radiated from the couple caused a dull ache in Damian’s chest. Too long he’d watched Walt and Sarah share the same love, the same connection. He’d been happy for them. They were his best friends, but it hurt to be around them because Sarah was also his potential mate.

“I’m not leaving my home, and that’s final.”

Sarah’s stern outburst brought Damian out of his thoughts and drew his attention to the only female he’d ever loved. Shaking his head to clear the fog caused by blood loss, he stepped into the living room and said, “I’ll have to agree with your sons.”

Everyone in the room turned to him. Now that he was fully inside the living room instead of hiding in the hallway, he saw the other two shifters in the room. A male and female stood with their shoulders touching next to the patio door. Both of them glared at him.

Whatever. They could send their accusing gazes to him all they wanted. Damian was here to make sure the human rebels got nowhere close to Sarah.

Graham stood from the sofa and turned to face him. Shock, confusion, and anger mixed into his expression and his scent. But it was Nevan who walked toward him with his hands fisted by his side. The human male stopped a foot from Damian and said, “Why are you alive?”

Damian didn’t flinch at the venom in the male’s voice. In fact Damian deserved everything Nevan threw at him, even his fist. Nevan had a right to be angry. They all did.

“I ask myself that question every day,” Damian replied, much too tired to spar with his best friend’s son. The thing was Damian didn’t have any answers, at least none Nevan wanted to hear right now. He looked at Sarah and locked gazes with her. “Your life is in danger.”

Sarah’s expression didn’t change as she said, “For all I know, the human I killed was after you and not me.”

It was a lie. He knew it, but not by her scent. No, her scent didn’t change. He knew by the way her left eye twitched in that subtle way it did when she was nervous and hiding her feelings from her boys. That only confirmed to him that she already knew she was a target, but how?

Sarah let out a low growl and addressed her sons and their mates. “Please leave us.”

The male standing behind Graham who Damian didn’t recognize moved forward to stand in front of Sarah. There was a power surrounding the male that Damian could only describe as an Alpha’s power. The male held out his hand to Sarah and said, “You are always welcome to Ashwood. Just say the word, and I can have a place set up for you. Hell, you’re welcome to stay with us.” The male looked back at Graham and the female before continuing. “Or even with Nevan and Dani.”

Sarah eased her shoulders and placed her hands in his. “I know, Blaine. I’m just not ready yet.”

Blaine nodded and tugged Sarah into a hug. Damian had to force his feet to stay planted in place. Jealousy rushed through him, making his cat pace within.

Sarah was the first to pull out of the hug, and her gaze met Damian’s for a brief moment as if she sensed his mood shift. “I’ll be fine. Damian won’t hurt me, and I’m not alone now.” When no one moved, she rolled her eyes. “I promise to call if things change. Please.”

Blaine nodded. “I’ll send some sentries over to guard the property.”

That made everyone but Damian, and Sarah by the way she pursed her lips, a little happier. They said their goodbyes and left Damian alone with Sarah and her pissed-off stare.

 

 

One to the next event. Hope to see you there!

I’m talking about RomCon! It’s in Denver from June 20-22, but I’ll be there on Thursday(6/19)! I’m excited about going even though I’m still getting over RT. LOL.

If you’re going I’d love to meet you, have drinks, dinner, breakfast, lunch or just hang out somewhere. below is a list of events I’m participating in.

 

More info on RomCon CLICK HERE

For a full schedule CLICK HERE

 

My schedule:

Friday, June 20th

10:30 am – 12:00 pm ~ Paranormal Reader Party- Come have a ball with Paranormal romance authors playing games like Pin The Tail On The Werewolf and Vampire Word Games. Win prizes and make your own paranormal creature mask with Julia Talbot and others.

5:00 pm – 7:00 pm ~ Cocktail Hour- Carrie Ann Ryan, Lexi Blake, Jayne Rylon, Ann Mayburn, and I are hosting a cocktail hour! The first 200 people get prizes  and we’ll have food, a cash bar, and other goodies. We’d LOVE for you to come to this. 

7:00-8:00 pm ~ Author Signing ~ I’ll be signing books and swag! I’m bringing A Tiger’s Claim and War’s Passion, plus I’ll have Flash drives with eBooks loaded on them for sell. You can also get a sneak peak at the next Sons of War book coming out in July. And of course, I’ll have awesome goodies to giveaway.

 

Saturday, June 21st

1:00 – 2:00 pm ~ Candyman All Grown Up- Come play a special version of a classic childhood game. Win prizes like books, swag and goodies while admiring some sizzling cover art. One lucky player will win a $50 Amazon gift card. Hosted by Suzanne Graham and your favorite Erotic authors.

 

Sunday, June 22nd

10:30 am – 12:00 pm ~ Chat Panel- Paranormal - come talk about everything paranormal.

 

I so hope to see you there! please don’t hesitate to come up and say hi if you see me wondering around or sitting at the bar.

((Hugs))

Lia