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Morgan Kelley Blog Tour

Progression of the FBI/Romance seriesBy Morgan Kelley.
When I started out to write the first book, The Killing Times , it wasn’t going to be a series. I wanted to just go back to my roots and write what I knew- murder, crime and sex.  It’s always been my first love, (I know how sick and wrong that sounds, but it is what it is) and I’ve always found it’s my strength. I wanted to create a heroine that would make us laugh, cry and cheer her on, and Elizabeth was born. She became such a force to reckon with, that when the book was done, I changed the ending to make it into a series. In the final scene, she was supposed to become Mayor of the small town and Ethan was going to take the job as Sheriff, replacing her. When I read it, I couldn’t do it. I literally called up my BFF in tears, telling her that I couldn’t end it like this. I wanted so much more! Her answer? Make it a series and see where it goes. Thus it was born. Elizabeth had her story and Ethan was about to get his now too. Only, his story involved his past on the Rez, and a brother that betrayed his heart. In comes Callen Whitefox in Sacred Burial Grounds . Now I’m stuck with two sexy Native men and one Elizabeth. In the back of my mind I began formulating a plan. I couldn’t see Callen with anyone else but her and Ethan. It was something so off the cuff, I once again called the BFF for her advice. After all, she’d been right so far. I was going to take it where no one had ever taken a Romance FBI thriller before (to my knowledge) I was going to try and seamlessly pull off a love triangle between the three and have it not come across as tacky porn. Could I do it?I had no idea. In True Love Lost I started to lay the groundwork. I gave Callen a love interest with the intent of keeping her, if it felt right. It was horrible. I couldn’t do it, because in my heart I knew that Elizabeth and Callen had that chemistry, much like she and Ethan had going on together. They were meant to be a couple. So I went for it. I set up the relationship between Desdemona Adare and Callen Whitefox ready to break it all apart. I even left a note at the end of that book explaining what was happening. I was feeling horrible guilt to the characters and the readers. I firmly believe in a ‘happy ever after’ for everyone. Here I was building a farce with nothing but lies. I’ve had so many comments from readers that tell me they felt ‘awkward together’. Yeah, that was the plan as I moved into Deep Dark Mire. I was setting us up to the progression of the relationship. I fought past the guilt of leaving everyone hanging and waiting to see the outcome. Here went nothing…I was going to either pull it off or get ripped to shreds by the readers for messing with the formula for a romance thriller. It was supposed to be guy meets girl. Girl captivates guy. They fall in love and stay together. Now I added a new element. Brother is in love with girl, and both men are aware. What was I doing? Am I crazy?Yeah, probably. I took the leap of faith and made it happen. The three fell together perfectly. Ethan and Callen balanced Elizabeth and gave it that sense of normalcy. This series was my perfect storm. Everything lined up and happened exactly as they should. I couldn’t be happier and love the outcome more. (As do many of the readers.)What evolved from a simple romance with a thriller twist is now something so completely different. Yes, there’s always a crime and mystery. Yes, there’s love, sex and family involved- but it’s something so completely outside the box that I can’t believe it worked. Will I ever try it again? No. Elizabeth and her men are a one shot deal. I have other series starting and I don’t feel like I can ever do it again and do it justice. From day one, these three were meant to follow their own path, find their own way and be uniquely them.What began as a simple book has progressed into something so amazing that I find myself thinking ‘I’m the luckiest girl in the world and very blessed’.

Bio Morgan Kelley lives in the beautiful Pocono Mountains with her husband and two children.  After attending college at Penn State University and studying Criminal Justice, Morgan knew here only true passion in life would be murder and books.  She put them both together and began her career as a writer.  Other than books and writing, you can find Morgan hanging out in her garden and digging in the dirt. Her other works include: The Junction, Serial Sins, The Killing Times (book 1), Sacred Burial Grounds (book 2), True Love Lost (book 3), Deep Dark Mire (book 4), Fire Burns hot (book 5) The Blood Betrayal, The Blood Redemption, The Blood Vengeance, and The Blood Retribution.



Upcoming Projects and Released Projects FBI Stand Alones
The Junction Serial Sins
The FBI Series






The Killing Times (1) 















Sacred Burial Grounds (2)
















True Love Lost (3)










Deep Dark Mire (4) 
















Fire Burns Hot (5) 













Darkness Of Truth (6) Out summer of 2013Home Sweet Evil (7) Out for Halloween 2013
The Blood Series - Vampyres
The Blood Betrayal- (1) Currently only available in paperback http://www.amazon.com/The-Blood-Betrayal-M-Kelley/dp/1424149533/ref=sr_1_fkmr1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1345643115&sr=8-1-fkmr1&keywords=the+blood+vengeance+m.+kelleyThe Blood Redemption (2)  kindle and paperback http://www.amazon.com/The-Blood-Redemption-Volume-2/dp/1477444920/ref=sr_1_fkmr1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1345643115&sr=8-3-fkmr1&keywords=the+blood+vengeance+m.+kelleyThe Blood Vengeance (3)  Kindle and paperback http://www.amazon.com/The-Blood-Vengeance-Volume-3/dp/1478360534/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1345649984&sr=8-1&keywords=the+blood+vengeance+m.+kelleyThe Blood Retribution (4)  Kindle and paperback http://www.amazon.com/The-Blood-Retribution-Series-ebook/dp/B00BWE7IWQ/ref=tmm_kin_title_0?ie=UTF8&qid=1368360090&sr=1-8
The Blood Seduction (5) Christmas 2013

The Private Investigator Series
Stolen by Moonlight (1) out fall of 2013
The Croft & Croft Series
Celestia is Falling- http://www.amazon.com/Celestia-Falling-Romance-Adventure-ebook/dp/B00COBUJH2/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1368360339&sr=1-1&keywords=celestia+is+falling
Vegas is Dying - Out fall 2013 

Please feel free to visit Morgan at her website: www.morgankelley.com,  drop her an email at author.m.kelley@gmail.com, or pop into her blog at www.morgankelley.blogspot.com  

Review Last Teardrop (Chronicles of Amber Harris #1) By Elle A. Rose

"Last Teardrop" Author: Elle A. RoseGenre: Paranormal RomancePages: 213Source: Author in exchange for an honest review.Published: May 29, 2012Author's Website
Buy Links: Amazon



Goodreads Blurb:
Living for over two hundred years as an immortal, one usually doesn’t run into others from their past human life, let alone, find out it’s their brother’s new mate. After witnessing a vampire kill her close friend and becoming one, Amber Harris is thrown into a world of secrets, darkness and cravings. Closing her heart off from both love and her new vampire family, she sets off into the world alone. After spending fifty years apart, she reconnects with her family, including the newest member, who happens to be her hot headed vampire brother ‘s new mate. Recognizing the girl from her human past, Amber is convinced her family is in danger. With the news that her brother and mate are thinking about separating from the family, Amber must work quickly to uncover the truth before she and her family lose him forever.
Welcome to the chronicles of Amber Harris. 
My Review: A different take on the start and existence of vampires. Instead of the normally seen/heard of tales we would normally read of the vampire being created by certain gods/goddesses, Nanos or virus’. These vampires were started by trying to find a cure and it wound up turning into a plague. A good read for any fans of the genre looking for something a bit different.
Amber is living the life of a vampire due to circumstances that could not prevent its occurrence. It was to become one of ‘them’ of be killed as well as risk the life of her true family. She was very smart with her decisions and is now living among a new family. Very close and kind. A true family that has been a whole for two hundred years. Just as with any family they go through some difficulties. Love, hate, secrets and a bit of mystery might just lead to a romance that has always been meant to be.
I enjoyed the different take and new world Ella created for us all to appreciate and escape with and I look forward to what is to come next in the series.



Overall Rating


Sex Rating of 1 Dragon Flame

Review Last Teardrop (Chronicles of Amber Harris #1) By Ella A. Rose

"Last Teardrop" Author: Ella A. RoseGenre: Paranormal RomancePages: 213Source: Author in exchange for an honest review.Published: May 29, 2012Author's Website
Buy Links: Amazon



Goodreads Blurb:
Living for over two hundred years as an immortal, one usually doesn’t run into others from their past human life, let alone, find out it’s their brother’s new mate. After witnessing a vampire kill her close friend and becoming one, Amber Harris is thrown into a world of secrets, darkness and cravings. Closing her heart off from both love and her new vampire family, she sets off into the world alone. After spending fifty years apart, she reconnects with her family, including the newest member, who happens to be her hot headed vampire brother ‘s new mate. Recognizing the girl from her human past, Amber is convinced her family is in danger. With the news that her brother and mate are thinking about separating from the family, Amber must work quickly to uncover the truth before she and her family lose him forever.
Welcome to the chronicles of Amber Harris. 
My Review: A different take on the start and existence of vampires. Instead of the normally seen/heard of tales we would normally read of the vampire being created by certain gods/goddesses, Nanos or virus’. These vampires were started by trying to find a cure and it wound up turning into a plague. A good read for any fans of the genre looking for something a bit different.
Amber is living the life of a vampire due to circumstances that could not prevent its occurrence. It was to become one of ‘them’ of be killed as well as risk the life of her true family. She was very smart with her decisions and is now living among a new family. Very close and kind. A true family that has been a whole for two hundred years. Just as with any family they go through some difficulties. Love, hate, secrets and a bit of mystery might just lead to a romance that has always been meant to be.
I enjoyed the different take and new world Ella created for us all to appreciate and escape with and I look forward to what is to come next in the series.



Overall Rating


Sex Rating of 1 Dragon Flame

Cover Reveal/Release event/Giveaway - Donna Fasano’s new release Reclaim My Heart

Title:  Reclaim My Heart

Author:  Donna Fasano
Format:  Paperback and eBook
Publisher:  Hard Knocks Books
ISBN:   978-1939000200
Genre:  Contemporary Romance

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About the Book: 
Sixteen years ago, Tyne Whitlock cut all ties to her past and left town under the shameful shadow of a teenage pregnancy. Now her fifteen-year-old son is in trouble with the law and she is desperate for help. But reaching out to high-powered attorney Lucas Silver Hawk will tear open the heart-wrenching past in ways Tyne never imagined.Forced to return to the Delaware Indian community where Lucas was raised, Tyne and Lucas are tempted by the heated passion that consumed them as teens. Tyne rediscovers all the reasons she found this man irresistible, but there are scandalous secrets waiting to be revealed, disgraceful choices made in the past that cannot be denied. Love is a powerful force that could heal them both—if the truth doesn't rip them apart.



Excerpt 1 of Reclaim My Heart
From Chapter Two
"Oh, wait. There's someone here to see you."He frowned. "I don't have time today.""I know, I know." Martha looked apologetic. "I tried to explain that your schedule is packed, but she insisted on waiting—""She?"Martha glanced down at a pad on her desktop. "A Ms. Whitlock. Tyne Whitlock."Lucas stared. Blinked. Then he reached up and tugged at his tie, wondering who the hell shut off the room's air supply."She's waiting in your office. I tried to tell her your schedule was full, but…" Concern sharpened Martha's tone. "Are you all right? She said she knew you. That you were old friends. That she'd only take a minute of your time. Should I not have let her in?"Martha droned on and he watched her lips move, but he didn't hear a word of what she said. A blind-sided punch wouldn't have stunned him more than hearing that name. He lifted his hand and nodded at Martha to let her know everything was okay even though he had no idea if it was or not, then he turned and headed down the corridor."Don't forget Larry and Nate. They're waiting!" Martha's warning sounded like a distant echo.Tyne. Here. In this building. In his office.What had it been? Twelve, thirteen… no. Sixteen years. He scrubbed his fingers across his jaw.He turned the corner and came to an abrupt halt. At the end of the corridor, the door of his office stood ajar. He saw Tyne's perfect profile as she sat in a straight-backed chair staring at something out of his line of view. In an instant, Lucas was catapulted into the past. Darkness surrounded them like a cloak. Tyne's soft sobs tore at his heart. Of all the girls he'd dated—and there had been more than a few—only she brought out in him a fierce compulsion to protect.He swiped away her tears, the dark color of his thumb a stark contrast against her creamy white skin. "I don't understand them, Lucas. I never will.""Don't worry," he crooned. "It's going to be all right. Trust me, babe. They can't keep us apart. You'll be eighteen soon too. We can do what we want then. Go wherever we want."He cradled her, his back supported by the massive pin oak. And when she stopped crying, she pulled away from him and gazed into his eyes. Her sweet face wrenched his heart and caused heat to spark his desire. Never had he wanted a girl the way he wanted Tyne. Raw need coursed through him.She cradled his face between her palms and drew him to her. Her lips were hot against his. The kiss grew hungry, their breathing labored. "Our love will last forever," she whispered against his mouth.He heard the question in her quavery tone, responded to her need for reassurance."Forever," he groaned, tugging her down onto the mossy ground.Lucas tilted his head to stare at the carpet in front of his shoes and gulped in the artificially-cooled air as he dragged his way out of the past. The grip he had on his attaché case made his hand throb almost as much as the memory had caused his groin to go all achy and needful.Of course, their love hadn't lasted forever.   He was within steps of the door when Tyne glanced in his direction. Nuances of various emotions passed across her face. And it was a striking face, Lucas couldn't deny it. The years had refined her features—She stood, smoothing her palms across the fabric of her skirt.—and ripened her body. Her eyes were the same vivid blue he remembered, and her white-blond hair was still long and straight. He could easily recall the silky feel of it brushing against his bare chest. As teens, he'd thought of them as the perfect juxtaposition: she, all sunshine and light, he, dark like the night.He forced his gaze back onto her face."Tyne." He entered his office, puzzled by the strain in his voice. What really confused him was the fact that he couldn't seem to get his tongue to form anything more."Hi, Lucas. It's been a long time." Her lush mouth pressed into a nervous smile, and his gut tensed. He wanted to smile back. He truly did. With every fiber of his being. To let her know that he'd survived the sprawling interim since they'd parted just as well as she obviously had. But he couldn't smile. Couldn't speak. Couldn't think.

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About the Author:
Donna Fasano is a three time winner of the HOLT Medallion, a CataRomance Reviewers Choice Award winner for Best Single Title, a Desert Rose Golden Quill Award finalist, and a Golden Heart finalist. Her books have sold over 3.6 million copies worldwide and have been published in nearly two dozen languages. Her books have made the Kindle Top 100 Paid List numerous times, climbing as high as #17.
What others are saying about Donna's books:"...complex, funny, and realistic..." ~Wilmington News Journal"Excellent!" ~Bookreview.com"Could not help myself from reading excerpts to my husband and friends. This book is well written, the characters are real, everyday folks. It is very easy to identify with them. Donna Fasano is a talented author." ~Elizabeth M. Caldwell on Amazon"...a fast paced riotous look at family life today. Donna Fasano is right on target!" ~Donna Zapf, SingleTitles.com

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Cover reveal ~ Blackwood: Lily by R.L. Kirk

BOOK AND AUTHOR INFO: Book Title: Blackwood: Lily
Author: R.L. Kirk
Genre: Paranormal Romance Age 18+


Synopsis: 
Amidst a war of attrition and a struggle for power

Lily Blackwood is torn between two strong men...

One, Wallace is her perfect idea of a partner, loving, loyal and handsome. The second, Bryn, is her true mate, the man chosen for her by nature and her family.Denial and naivety for nature’s choice, sends her into a rage of independence against the laws of her own destiny, family and her own father.

Wallace Kirk is assigned to protect the beautiful Lily since her birth...

His loyalties are tearing him apart. His own mate, dead, taken from him, fills his thoughts as Lily begs for his attention. She needs him, but not as much as the wolf that prowls in her flesh.

Bryn Kemp's nature and need fill his flesh...

Yet his true mate, the woman chosen for him, denies her destiny. His battle for her and his own pride must overcome her feisty rebellious streak.

Both men must fight for her in the throes of oncoming battle and she must make the right choice. A decision that will shape the war.

Goodreads: 


AUTHOR BIO:
R.L. Kirk is the brain child of two authors, working together to bring you urban fantasy novels with a kick.

It has been quite a journey to get here, trying to find the right ingredients. A little action here, a bit of flirting there, an intense storyline with characters you want to be with.
Male characters with bite and females not afraid to go that extra mile.

After writing shorts as Bonnie Bliss, R. L. Kirk is the progression. Full length novels are coming, bigger ideas with bigger worlds.

R, a man with a need to get his world in print. A Yorkshire man, an accent to die for. Loves to work and dream, bringing both together. Loves listening to music and watching Game of Thrones and obsesses with Heisenberg.

L, a woman with writing dreams and ambition. Loves her daughter. Loves to read until she falls asleep. Loves Disneyland and making jewelry. Loves swimming and second hand book shops.

R. L. Kirk. Bringing imagination to life.

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Wet and Wild Hop/Rafflecopter Giveaway

Hello everyone & welcome to A.R. Von DreamZ of Dragons! I hope you have some towels handy because it's about to get WET & WILD!!There are two giveaways listed right here and many more AWESOME blogs listed below. So be sure to enter both (as well as the other hop stops) for your chance to win some AMAZING prizes!Good luck!


There's so much that comes to mind when thinking of WET & WILD. Doubly wet when getting hot and heavy with a hottie in the rain or even in the clearest of ocean waters. No matter the place. When the heat is up, there's nothing better then losing your self in the moment and feeling the intense passion from head to toe. Here's a scene from my current series/short Wunder that's more WET then WILD but in the very best of ways. I hope you enjoy!


~Wunder (#1 The Approach) Excerpt~

 He sighs, moving his mouth towards my ear, flicking his tongue out softly and caressing my lobe.  I shudder in response feeling flutters low in my belly.  “I don’t know if I can wait any longer to have you. I need to taste you—feel you.”  Oh my, did my panties just get wet? “Yes!” I say with a heavenly sigh. “Please,” I answer as if he’s offering food while I’ve been starving for days. He uses his tongue superbly to lick all the way down along the column of my throat. Sensuously, he places precise kisses all the way back up, until he hovers over my lips, looking hungrily into my eyes. “I’m going to kiss you now, Wunder. Then, I’m going to take you and make you mine. If you don’t want that? Now, would be the time to tell me.”  I’m swaying on my feet, gazing into his eyes—at a loss for words. Finally, I find my voice. “Please.”


Currently Available:
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Blurb:

Wunder isn’t your average girl, in fact, she isn’t even an average human. In a world ravaged by Zombies, she was born amidst the chaos. Where can a girl like her find the man of her delicious dreams? She has an idea and it leads her to the hottest new club in town, where she finds what’s been missing in her life.

Pete has his own secrets to tell, and when they come together, another story unfolds while the sparks fly.




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Book Spotlight Bluffing the Devil by C.L. Foster

Blurb ~ After losing her fiancé to a freak accident, Alexia Riley decides to swear off relationships and focus her energy on conquering the male-dominated sport of professional poker.When Alexia finds herself being visited in her dreams by a mysterious new man, she begins to wonder if her world is slowly starting to unravel around her.Tested by a double-dealing nemesis on the tables and tempted by a mysterious "dream man", Alexia soon contemplates making a deal with the Devil to rid herself of these torments. What bargain will she strike with the Dark Prince to get what she wants? As temptation for a mysterious dream man weakens her resolve, a desire to defeat her greatest rival beckons her. Will she sacrifice her soul for victory? Love? Or does she want something else entirely? The stakes have never been higher for Alexia than they are when she is bluffing the Devil!

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Excerpt Snippet:
"Come on! Let's sit on the beach for a few minutes while we devour the goodies!" Rhea's eyes shimmered as she knew that would be my very favorite idea."You people and your beach food," Carly complained lightly. "Can we ever have food in a restaurant with forks and linen napkins, sexy waiters, champagne, sparkles, and food that makes us forget sex long enough to just wanna roll our bodies in it?"Everyone stopped almost in the middle of the busy intersection. "Really, Carly? Food is super exciting to you. I never noticed your food-slut mannerisms before now," Rhea chuckled."I've heard her talk about food like that forever, but I never knew she wanted to roll around in it and name her babies after ingredients," I joked back.As we finished crossing the street, Victoria added, "Maybe we should get her a chef boyfriend? Then she might be able to keep some meat on her bones."            "Yeah right, like she ever holds on to an ounce of anything ever. I think Carly has the perfect body," I said admiring her. I had to work-out like a maniac to keep my figure. Everyone in my family had health problems of some sort, and I was always a stickler for eating the best way I could so I would avoid adding to the genetics problems. I figured if I did the best for my body, maybe it would work in my favor at some point. A girl can dream, right?            "Well, it wouldn't hurt her to fill out a little more. She looks like if we ever sparred with her, she might break in half," Rhea said as we came to an uninhabited spot on the beach. She crossed her legs and sat down Indian style on the sand. "Come on guys, let's dig in!" She popped the top to the box and I immediately drooled. The perfect pizza was hard to come by, but this one looked pretty amazing. She opened the bag and handed us all a napkin and bottle of water or soda. Then grabbed herself a slice of pizza as I was choosing one also.            We all sat around and munched our pizza silently. It was the only time we were quiet as a group, when food was involved. Usually food didn't even stop us. We would talk with our mouths full, laugh, choke, laugh some more, but apparently tonight was our night to be quiet and ladylike while in public. Someone should take note. That didn't happen often.Once, we had a baking sleepover, which was just an excuse for us to make an unrealistic amount of sweets all night and pig out on them. We claimed it to be an experiment and said that we were trying out recipes so we could all agree on what we would make for the next few bake sales and things we participated in for various organizations. We all knew it was just because we are carbaholics and needed a fix. What better way to carb out than with your girlfriends? Movies, gossip, and carbs was the perfect evening for us.Jamison had come home during the sleepover and just stared at all of us laying across all of the furniture with cookie, pie, and cake crumbs all over our faces, mouths full of sweets, laughing uncontrollably. He kissed my forehead and said that he would vacuum in the morning and for us to have an awesome time. Then he went to our room, shut the door, and didn't come back out for the rest of the night. Smart guy!            I polished off my third slice of pizza and leaned back, digging my elbows into the sand. "Oh my goodness, Rhea! That pizza was incredible. Thank you so much!" I said right before downing the rest of my water.            "It's really helpful that we all like the same kind of pizza, isn't it? I don’t know any other chicks that like the carnivore special," Rhea joked.            "What? We need our meat, too! Bacon is not just for men, you know?" Carly announced happily.





BIO ~ CL Foster is a brand new writer with big dreams and lots of avenues she wants to travel. She decided in September 2012 that she wanted to become a writer. She immediately entered a contest with a partner and won with their Halloween horror entry, Billy Carver. (Title available in All Hallow's Eve anthology). She also has a true story entry about hope rising from despair in the Reality Bites anthology.She has also co-written two other novels with a partner using the pen-name Sierra Sofia, writing in the erotica and paranormal romance genres.
Bluffing the Devil is her debut novel, which came to her in a dream. For an insomniac, that was a shocker to everyone.Originally from Florida, she has lived all over the world, but has settled down in Pennsylvania.... for now! She has a Bachelor's degree in Criminal Justice, minoring in Psychology and Forensics. Which means you don't want to cross her because she knows how and where to hide a body so it's never found!She proudly admits to hearing voices in her head, but at times, her characters' impromptu visits can be rude and annoying. Thankfully, she has adequate patience for their shenanigans and can out ninja them any day of the week.



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Review By the Light of the Moon (Lakeside #1) by Laila Blake

"By the Light of the Moon" Author: Laila Blake
Genre: Paranormal RomancePages: 258Source: Author in exchange for an honest review.Published: April 8, 2013Author's Website
Buy Links: Amazon
Goodreads Blurb:
Withdrawn and with a reputation for her strange, eccentric ways, young Lady Moira Rochmond is old to be unwed. Rumors say, she has been seen barefoot in the orchard, is awake all night in moon-struck rambles and sleeps all day. Some will even claim her ghostly pallor and aloof manner are signs of illness, of a curse or insanity.
The hopes of the peaceful succession to her father’s fief lie in an advantageous marriage. Moira, however, has a hard time attracting suitors. When one does show interest, her family pushes for a decision.
Almost resigned to the fact that she has no choice but to play the part she has been given in life, Moira is faced with Owain. A member of the mysterious Blaidyn creatures and a new guard in her father’s castle, specifically tasked to keep her safe. He is different from other people she knows and when one night under the full moon, she makes the acquaintance of the wolf who shares Owain’s soul, she starts to trust him and seek his presence. As he becomes one of the few individuals who doesn’t make her want to hide and retreat, she wants to learn more about him and they grow closer until they share a kiss one night under the moon.
Faced with feelings and desires that overthrow everything she thought she knew about herself, Moira knows non-the-less that they have to be kept utterly secret. However much they try, however, they continue to be drawn to each other until one night, Owain discovers something about Moira that shakes him to core.
My Review:
A very good start to a series with the possibilities of being GREAT! It’s original, fun and magical. But I found myself lost and confused a few times over throughout the first half of the story. It did gradually all come together. I felt it just took a little longer than necessary to get there. All in all a definite escape worthy read that many fans of the genre will fully enjoy!
Moira is a free spirited young woman that enjoys being out and about under the sky, breathing the fresh air that only the outdoors can supply. She finds herself being forced (by her parents) to choose a suitor and settle in her “wild ways”. It’s the last thing she wants. But has no choice in the matter due to the fact she does not desire to displease her parents.
Owain is a Blaidyn, a shifter. One that has lived for a very long time. His normal activity is battle, but he has now taken on a new task with hopes to raise funds and settle for a time. His new task is quite a boring one, no excitement what so ever.  He is to keep guard on the lady Moira. Keep her out of trouble, keep her safe. What he gets from this job is the furthest from what’s expected and the task of protecting the lady is simple and hard at the same time. He finds he has an automatic protectiveness of her and much deeper, feelings. That latter is forbidden grounds. Grounds he has no plans of exploring…
Various surprises are in store for the readers of By the Light of the Moon. A historically set tale of love, fate and how it’s never to be trifle with. I will definitely be reading more from this author in the near future. I really enjoyed being inside her head once the story came together :) 


Overall Rating 3.5

Sex Rating of 1 Dragon Flames

Spotlight & Giveaway- Revelations by Julie Hayes

Blurb:
Judas has never been very popular, not in any incarnation that he and Jesus and the others have lived through. But he doesn't care about that. All he cares about is following the instructions of God as set forth in the script that they follow. And Jesus. For Judas has secretly loved the son of God for over two thousand years. But now he decides that enough is enough, and he's tired of watching Jesus die far too early, and for what? This time Judas is determined to see that Jesus lives a long and happy life, no matter what price he has to pay to accomplish it...no matter if he has to make a deal with the devil himself. Revelations is a story of what could be, told by those who play it out, time after time after time, unbeknownst to the rest of mankind.  They've come back again, for yet another round.  But this time is going to be different.  


Excerpt:Prologue: God            It's not always easy to sit on the sidelines and watch what is happening, to resist the urge to intervene in his best interest.  My son's that is. Jesus. But I do so, because I know it's for his own good.  As well as for the good of mankind. I can't let my concerns as his father override my vested interest in the fate of man. But sometimes that is easier said than done.            This morning I am not alone. Someone else is with me, someone with his own agenda, although we are not as diametrically opposed as some would imagine us to be. Good and evil aren't the simplistic concepts some would portray them as being—there are more grey areas there than you might think. And rightly so.            He smirks. Too much for my taste, I have to admit, but sometimes he does have his moments, and he too has a part to play in what is happening in the world of men. Someone needs to fill the role of the villain, after all.            The stage is being set for the third act, the scripts have been handed round, and the actors are taking their places. Will this time end any differently than the others? That depends on my son, on Jesus. I'm thinking this will be the time when he'll make the change.            "He'll change nothing," Lucifer interjects, although I've asked him nothing, certainly not inquired as to his opinion.             I glance at him. He's dressed to within an inch of his life, and wears the most ridiculous sunglasses I've ever seen. I decide not to comment on his fashion sense. "I think he might, this time. I think he's ready for change."            Lucifer snorts. "It's been two thousand years, and neither one has exactly caught on yet. Why should this time be any different?"            "Care to put your money where your mouth is?"            He eyes me carefully. "I would, but you see you have this whole mystic omnipotent God thing going on. Personally, I don't care for those odds."            I arch an eyebrow. "I may be omnipotent, but Jesus does have free will  and he does possess the ability to make his own decisions. You think I'd stack the deck in my son's favor? Just to win a bet with you?"            "Let's say I'm taking no chances." He smiles. "Tell you what, though—give me free rein.  Let me do what I want, and you not say anything or do anything to interfere with me? As far as they're concerned, that is."            I open my mouth to object, he hastily interjects. "No killing, I swear to it."            That's better. I still have some measure of control over the serpent.            "So be it." I agree, turning my attention back to where it had been, to my son.  I'm smirking now. Openly.            O ye of little faith, watch and learn.




The Making of Revelations: How it came to beThe idea was born many years ago. Over forty, actually. When I was a teenager. Back then, it didn’t have a name, and it had no real shape. But I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted to tell the story of Judas Iscariot. The trouble was I didn’t know how. What drew me to Judas, is probably what you’re asking yourself, and that’s a valid question. Ask anyone else who Judas is and you’ll get answers that are probably all variations on a theme of betrayal. I’m not sure exactly when I began to question that, but I do know that when I saw Jesus Christ Superstar performed live back in 1971 (or thereabouts), I had an epiphany regarding him. I saw him, not as the bad guy as often portrayed, but someone who not only believed in Jesus but was willing to do what he needed him to do. For without Judas’ “betrayal” of Jesus, the story would not have worked out the way it did. It needed to happen that way. And if you read the Gospel of Judas, he was the only apostle who trusted Jesus enough to do that for him. Gives one food for thought, doesn’t it?Very interesting, but where’s the story, I wondered. Was I going to take an historical perspective, research the man and his life? Easier said than done, especially back then. We had no Internet. We didn’t even have computers. Research was all done through books. Libraries had card catalogs, a far cry from today when you can log onto your library website and browse their selection, then request what you want. So I looked and I found bupkus (nothing). I had the Bible, of course, but it tends to be limited on information, as well as a bit biased.So nothing was written, and I let it go, as my thoughts formulated in the back of my head. In the meantime, I was reading, watching… and learning. King of Kings was my first Biblical movie, and I loved it. Jeffrey Hunter’s portrayal of Jesus is very moving, and I was very enamored of the film. Jesus Christ Superstar – I think I know all the words, I’ve listened so many times. I liked the stage version, but the first film not so much. Besides watching these things and others, I read. Christopher Moore’s Lamb, The Gospel According to Biff, Christ’s Childhood Pal. What a fabulous book! I loved it! So much I bought the special edition. And I read The Gospel of Judas! Forty years ago I’d never heard of such a thing. Of course I read the DaVinci Code, and watched the movie. And everything began to percolate inside my head…Then one day it happened. Judas spoke to me, for the first time. And I simply began to write it down, not knowing what he might say, or where his story might lead. It turned out to be quite the story and took me on quite the journey, and led to places that I didn’t expect it to. If he’d have spoken forty years ago, I would not have been ready to receive his message. But my life up until the moment that I first heard him speak prepared me. And the result is Revelations.The original title was Kyrie Eleison, a tribute to the Mister Mr. song, Kyrie. Kyrie eleison means Christ, have mercy on us. But then fellow author Marie Sexton, who was reading Kyrie for me at the time, suggested a simpler title. A better title. Revelations. So Revelations it became.I know there are people who will not like Revelations, and by extension, me. People who will not see the message it carries, only that it does not follow what they believe. But ultimately, no matter what you believe, Revelations is a story of love. Love is the message, and love is something that binds us all together.Revelations is love.Thank you for having me here, enjoy your day!
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BioJulie Lynn Hayes was reading at the age of two and writing by the age of nine and always wanted to be a writer when she grew up. Two marriages, five children, and more than forty years later, that is still her dream. She blames her younger daughters for introducing her to yaoi and the world of M/M love, a world which has captured her imagination and her heart and fueled her writing in ways she'd never dreamed of before. She especially loves stories of two men finding true love and happiness in one another's arms and is a great believer in the happily ever after. She lives in St. Louis with her daughter Sarah and two cats, loves books and movies, and hopes to be a world traveler some day. She enjoys crafts, such as crocheting and cross stitch, knitting and needlepoint and loves to cook. While working a temporary day job, she continues to write her books and stories and reviews, which she posts in various places on the internet. Her family thinks she is a bit off, but she doesn't mind. Marching to the beat of one's own drummer is a good thing, after all.  Her other published works can be found at Dreamspinner Press, MuseitUp Publishing and No Boundaries Press, and coming soon with both Extasy Books and Torquere Press. She has also begun to self-publish and is an editor at MuseitUp.  
You can find her on her blog at http://julielynnhayes.blogspot.com, and you can contact her at tothemax.wolf@gmail.com.



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Wednesday Briefs: Lady #2 by A.R. Von

Hello everyone and welcome to Wednesday Briefs Flash Fiction. I was given many options to inspire a Brief. But I chose to go with the two new photos below for this week. I hope you enjoy the second part of "LADY" and would LOVE to hear your thoughts :)
For those of you that did not read last week's. Click HERE for part 1 of Lady.



I always feel heat of the oddest sort. It’s as if there is an explosion and massive flames within my body. Rising to the surface of my flesh-each and every time I come to these pristine waters. It is as if I’m being watched and admired. But I never investigate, because my senses tell me I’m safe, there’s no one meaning harm to me or any others around. Just some of the wildlife and they never come close to me. So, I always continue my ritual, my cleansing and my explorations of the mystery in this part of the land.
This is the only place that soothes my inner beast, my darkness. The only cure, besides the quest to find my true mate. The day it happens, then I will be all that is light.
            I dream of her in all her glorious beauty. She has the creamiest flesh and plumpest of breasts. Her hair is as fine as the best silk and the color of mother’s milk. Her beauty encompasses all the attributes of a man’s deepest, most carnal desires. I can feel her essence always, as if she’s near my Lady, Iria.
            Once I am stripped of every article of clothing, I go into the pool of water, allowing it to swallow my flesh. Then, I close my eyes to its comfort. Picturing Iria, while she touches me everywhere. She knows exactly what I like and what it all does to me. She worships my body in its entirety and I allow it. Her touch is soft as the most exquisite of flower petals in full bloom. Her scent goes along perfectly with her being. So clean, yet sensual. The essence of it goes straight to my loins and fills my cock with blood until it’s at its fullest point. So very close to bursting, it feels incredible. The most exquisite mixture of pain and pleasure.
            I keep my hands to my sides, clenching my fists in an open-closed pumping motion, so as not to touch her. I do not want her to stop, to go away. I do not wish to open my eyes, see the reality and know she’s not truly there. Doing me such an honor, a service of pleasure that any man would surely envy. I want it to continue for as long as it can, never wanting it to end.
            She’s kissing my jaw and whispering nonsensical words throughout her journey of my body. Treating it as if it’s something that should be worshiped and cherished—loved and remembered. I understand only one word that she speaks each time…desire. It’s as if it’s clearly spoken directly into my mind. I want to answer her, tell her how I desire to touch her and feel her warmth around me. But no words come. I am awestruck, speechless by these attentions, she so tenderly continues.
            Her journey has brought her to my rigid member. She tests, tastes, teases and worships some more. I will not last long with these feelings she brings forth. No other has ever had this effect on me. Nor do I want them to…I only want her. Mind, body and soul. To complete this empty shell of a man which I am and fill me with love and light.
            I let a grunt past my lips as she wraps her divine lips around my length and takes me deep. I feel as though I’m about to combust and fill her with my entire essence. I cannot resist and I whisper on a sigh, “Lady”.
            I can no longer hold back. I have the weakness of any male when it comes to pleasure so intense. I let free and give her all of me. Hoping she will accept all that I am. My fingers are now numb, beyond cramping from how tight I hold my fists. She’s now licking my length clean and my body shivers from the residual tingles of my completion.
            I know what’s to come now, as always, she will disappear. Taking her warmth, flowery scent and my soul along with her. My rainbow, my brightness…my light.
            I know she’s now gone again, and I still have my eyes closed tight. Not wanting to lose the glorious feeling she’s given to me. But reality hits me and my eyes pop open, looking for a sign of her. Anything to prove she’s not just in my mind, a dream, a hope, a wish—I want to come true like no other.
            I see a tuft of white from the corner of my eye. Moving fast between the heather shrubs and trees and I know it’s not my imagination. Such a pure white, standing out in the greenery as vivid as there is in these parts. It’s not my woman, for it is covered in hair. Short and white. I hear a whinny and it sounds so sad. I remove myself as quick as a viper and run in the nude, trying to catch what it is I am actually seeing. “Halt!” I say in a firm voice. “I will not harm you,” I add with a plea.
            The animal slows briefly and tilts its head in my direction. I catch its eyes, the purest, and clearest of blues I’ve ever seen. I get a familiar sensation in the pit of my stomach—it cannot be. I quickly dismiss the thought. I know exactly what it is I see and I stop in my tracks. Stunned into silence and practically paralyzed by the majestic creature before me, such glorious beauty...A unicorn.





      (This story continues to be dedicated to my one and only sister, my Pookie. Her love of unicorns from when we were tots is what inspired me to write it. Love you my sissy!)
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Nephylim    Andrew Gordon Lily Sawyer     Cia Nordwell     Ava Michael Mandrake     Renee Stevens MA Church    J.A. Harmon Julie Lynn HayesJulie