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Author Spotlight on Blessed with an Angel , #newrelease by @Maiadylanauthor

Thank you, for hosting me for my latest release, Blessed with an Angel – Grey River 5. This book released on September 1st with Siren Publishing. If your readers would like to they can post questions to me on Twitter using the following hashtag #GreyRiver and tag me using @Maiadylanauthor and I will answer them as I see them.

BLESSED WITH AN ANGEL – GREY RIVER 5

Angel Navarez came to Grey River looking for a better life for her and her son, but she hadn’t counted on having to fight a man looking for revenge to live it.

Noah and Chris Carson both recognized Angel as their Fated mate the moment they met. But Noah firmly believed that his past actions made it impossible for him to have a future, so he left fully expecting his brother to find happiness with their mate without him.

But that changes when Angel is threatened and Noah drops everything to be there to protect her. Chris convinces Noah that he’s worthy of their dream, but he can’t fight for their future if he continued to fight his past. They must work together to earn back Angels trust and convince her that they can be the mates she deserves.

Just when their dream is within their grasp, the past catches up with them and the threat becomes very, very real.

**erotic romance, ménage a trois, paranormal, shape-shifter, anal sex, double penetration

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STORY EXCERPT:

“Oh God, Chris, I don’t know if I can do this,” Angel sobbed and Noah felt a pain settle in his heart at her distress.

“Angel, of course you can,” Noah tried his best to channel the soft and encouraging tone his brother had been using.

“Noah’s right baby, you are one of the strongest women I know! You want to meet your baby boy, I know you do, and I can assure you he wants to meet you too,” Chris moved lower and Noah watched his hands working to help Angel birth her baby, and from the way she was tensing again, Noah knew a contraction had just hit her. He leaned into her, pushing her forward like she wanted and took her weight for her.

“That’s it, Angel! Here he comes, baby, here he comes… I’ve got him!” Chris announced as Angel collapsed, sobbing uncontrollably against Noah. A few seconds later there was a small cry, then a full-on wailing as the baby screamed his displeasure at what had just happened. Chris tore of his shirt, wrapped the baby in it and then immediately moved to place the bundle on his mama.

“Oh, my god, oh my god,” Angel cried as she wrapped her arms around the precious bundle and stared into the wrinkled little face. “Hi! Hi, baby boy, I’m your mama. Oh! You are so beautiful,” she whispered as she pressed her lips to his little forehead. Noah had to agree, he was looking at a strikingly beautiful baby, despite being fresh out of the oven and covered in…stuff.

“Fresh out of the oven,”—Chris’s laughing voice came down their link—“I dare you to say that out loud!”

Noah sent him a small smile and shook his head. He might have only just met Angel, but he knew that she wouldn’t find that description flattering at all. He had registered the sirens in the distance in the final moments of Angel giving birth, but hadn’t paid it any notice. Now he felt relief when he heard another ambulance screech to a halt outside the house.

“The ambulance is here, Angel,” Chris said tenderly, and Noah watched with a heavy heart as Chris leaned over and pressed a kiss to first Angel’s forehead and then the baby’s. “They are going to take you straight up to Labor and Delivery to get you cleaned up and I’ll meet you there, okay?” Angel’s head flew up and whatever Chris saw in her gaze had him reassuring her. “I promise, baby, I will only be a couple of minutes behind you. I need to talk with Noah for a moment and then we’ll come up and see you.” Angel nodded hesitantly and Noah knew she would have rather had Chris go with her.

“Go with her, Chris.” Noah used their link for the first time, in a very long time. “She’s scared and she needs you.”

Chris was quiet as his gaze bore into Noah and he felt almost stripped naked by the intensity of it. “There is nothing I want more than to go with her, but I think you and I need to have a conversation first.”

The next few minutes were filled with people moving quickly and efficiently to get Angel onto a stretcher and then they hustled her to the front of the house. Noah stayed back and out of sight. His head was spinning now that the adrenaline of the moment had faded, and it reminded him that he had recently suffered significant blood loss, still had three bullets in his back and a system full of jax. All in all, it was fucking surprising he was still on his feet.

“Noah,” Chris moved toward him, and Noah couldn’t stop himself from taking a small step back. He saw the pain on Chris’s face and immediately regretted the move, but Noah was worried about whether or not the poison could be absorbed by Chris if he came in contact with his blood. Until he found out for sure, he was keeping his brother safe. Just as he always had and always would.

Chris made a frustrated sound as he ran his hands through his hair, a move Noah knew very well. “Shit, Noah. You’ve been gone for eight months. Eight fucking months with no word from you! You closed yourself off from our bond, and like a dumbass little brother I kept talking to you. Did you even hear me at all?”

“No,” Noah felt acid boiling in his stomach. He had never lied to Chris. Oh, sure he had omitted stuff, but what older brother didn’t? But bald face lied to his face? Never. Not until that very moment.

Chris exhaled hard, as if Noah had actually punched him in the stomach. “Okay then, so you left and severed contact with me. Why?” The pleading in his voice and filling his eyes almost had Noah telling him everything, just to get Chris to feel better.

“I’m just not meant to be here, Chris.” Noah didn’t lie this time. He truly believed he wasn’t worthy of returning to Grey River. Working as an Enforcer, and taking out shifter assholes that break their laws was his penance. “I can’t be here.”

“What about Angel? I know you felt the Quickening, the same as I did.” Chris stepped right up and got in his face and Noah almost smiled. Chris was the healer, not the fighter of the two brothers, but for his mate, he would stand toe-to-toe with a killer, and that was exactly what Noah was. “Are you just going to turn your back on our triad? Everything we hoped for and prayed for growing up is right in fucking front of us for the taking. Are you gonna reach out with me, and grab a hold of her and never fucking let her go?”

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Excerpt R

“Sweetheart, I want you so damn badly I ache,” he said softly. “But I want this to be about us, not just about me. Tell me you want me. Tell us you want us and how you want us to take you and it’s yours. Everything we have, everything we are, is yours.”

Angel’s grin became wicked. She stepped into him, lifting her hand up to unclasp the front of her bra and drop it to the ground at his feet. Noah’s tongue quickly became stuck to the roof of his mouth as it dried out.

“Oh, Noah honey, I’m sure it will be all about us. And everything that I am belongs to you and Chris, so I guess that trade is even.” She wrapped her left hand around his neck and her right dropped down and behind her to tug on the pocket of his jeans and she tugged them both closer.

“Now, physically I know how things can go in a ménage relationship.” Angel paused as she leaned to the side so both he and Chris could see her face and gave them a coy look, “I’ve ah—loved ménage books for a long time now, and I’ve always thought it would be hot to be taken by two men at the same time.”

Noah shared a quick startled glance with Chris. They wanted that more than anything, but they didn’t think she was physically ready for that, and Noah fought to find the words to tell her that.

“Angel—” both he and Chris said at the same time, but Angel spoke over them, not giving them the chance to finish.

“But, I’m not ready for that yet. Soon, but not now. But because I love being pressed between you, do you think there is a way for me to stay pressed between you?” Her voice dropped to a sultry whisper at the end of her request and Noah nodded. Hell yeah there was a way.

He quickly sent his plan to Chris down their link who nodded eagerly in agreement.

“Sweetheart, wrap your arms around my neck.” Noah waited while Angel did as he asked and he rubbed his nose against her, loving her sweet giggle. “Good girl. Now, I’m going to lift you up against me and I want you to wrap your legs around my hips. Once I’m buried to the hilt inside that beautiful soft, naked pussy of yours, I want you to lean back so that you’re leaning on Chris.”

Noah reached down and lifted their mate high against his chest, loving that her legs came up immediately to wrap around him. She surprised him a little when she leaned back and clasped his dick in her hand, making him curse.

“Oh Noah, you feel like hard steel wrapped in warm silk.” The awe and need in her voice had his heart pounding hard in his chest. “I’m on the pill and I can’t wait to feel you inside me.”

Noah started counting slowly to ten when she moved to press the head of his cock against the lips of her pussy. He could feel the wet heat of her and he called on every ounce of control he had in his body. She slowly lowered herself on him and when he saw her wince, he gripped her hips.

“Did that hurt?” He gritted between his teeth. Chris stepped in closer and pressed against her back.

“Are you in pain, Angel?” his concerned voice was slightly muffled as Chris pressed his lips to the soft skin at their mate’s neck.

“Oh no! Not at all. I just realized that even though I might not have a concern about you being naked inside me, you might want to wear a condom.” Noah hated to hear the doubt in her voice, so pushed forward until he was settled balls deep inside her and she gasped as her arms flew up to wrap around his shoulders.

“Does that feel like I am anything but turned on and harder than granite at the pleasure and honor of being inside you with no barriers between us?” he said, his voice harsh.

Her beautiful brown eyes were wide and filled with wonder as she shook her head.

“I fucking love being inside your body, and feeling every inch of your cunt ripple around my cock makes me the happiest damn man on the face of the earth. Now, lean back against Chris, my love, and let me have you.” He waited, his body vibrating with the need to move, as she did as he asked and Chris took her arms off Noah’s shoulders and drew them up over his own head so that she clasped them behind his head. The move had her breast thrusting straight up and his control snapped at the sight.

© MAIA DYLAN, SIREN PUBLISHING, 2015

Five questions for the author

Q: Every book is special to an author. What is it about this book that makes it special for you?

A: Quite simply it’s Noah. He came to me in the first book of this series Lost Faith and he’s been whispering to me for the past six months. He needs someone to love and protect, and Angel absolutely is his other half. Then you add in the fact that he has been lying to his brother, and you get a family dynamic that I just really loved.

Q: Sometimes things happen when you are writing a series that wasn’t expected at all. Have you had this happen to you?

A: Heaps! I am not a planner. I am a write-by-the-set-of-your-panties kinda girl. There have been moments where I will finish up a scene and be like WTF? I did not see that coming! Over the next few books, there are answers that start to help explain a few things for my characters, and I didn’t know that the connections ran so deeply.

Q. Is that why you always include a danger element to your books?

A. I write what I love to read. I love books that take you on a journey, but where the characters face a challenge that adds an element of urgency to them and to the book. As a reader, there is nothing I like more than getting that goose bump, hair rising on the back of my neck feeling as I join the characters within the book I am reading on the journey to solve their mystery. I want to give that to my readers.

Q. What are you working on at the moment?

A. Grey River has so many stories to tell, and I am currently working on book seven of this series. When I sat down to start writing this book, I had a story in mind and had assumed it would be a particular story. But, I was a little taken a back when I started to write about a female character I had yet encountered. And I was shocked as hell when she turned out to be the Fated mate of two characters I hadn’t realized even had a story to tell yet! I am also writing Ryan and Ariana’s story in The Sherriff and his Air Goddess which is book three in my Shifters of Freedom Springs series. I love the mythological angle of this series! There are only 2 books after this one in the series so things are definitely heating up for the Elementals and the stakes were never higher!

Q. Do you have anything to say to your current readers or to those that haven’t yet read you work?

A. If you have read any of my books, thank you so very much! It blows my mind that someone has actually read something that I wrote, but gosh I hope you enjoyed it! Did you? Please let me know, I find I suffer from a slight case of needy-nelly with my writing. If you haven’t read my book, but you love erotic romance stories between strong men and an independent woman, where the path to their happily ever after can be a bumpy one, but there is always a happily ever after, and their love and laugher is real on every page, then you’ll find my books right up your alley!

Author bio:

Maia Dylan lives, loves and works in beautiful New Zealand. She married her best friend and they have two adorable, but stubborn children who obviously take after their father.

Maia’s career has featured a lot of travel, and she has filled her time at airports and in the air with books, books and more books. Her love of erotic paranormal romance has seen her amass a huge library. She has been an avid reader and lover of ménage romances since she read her first book in this genre about three years ago.

In January of this year, Maia submitted her first ever manuscript to Siren Publishing. She wasn’t at all confident that it would be accepted and in fact she was expecting a nicely worded email with a resounding no! Much to her surprise less than two weeks later she had an acceptance and a signed contract in hand. Since then she hasn’t looked back and currently has three books in her Grey River series set for publication.

Outside of writing, Maia loves to eat, so she loves to cook! Her herb garden is legendary, but she still has issues getting tomatoes to grow. She’s been a performer for years, and has even sung on international stages, she would love to own a classic Ford Mustang one day and of course have the opportunity to race it on a race track without fear of a speeding ticket.

Although ultimately her dream is to be able to write full time on a sandy beach with a Mai Tai at hand, she is quite happy to fit her writing in when she can. As long as someone reads her books, gets a laugh and maybe come to love her characters and much as she does, then she feels that she is living her dreams no matter what!

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Spotlight on Claimed By Her Bears, #newrelease by @MamaD8 and @evernightpub

Thanks so much for having me on your blog today with my newest release, Claimed by her Bears.

Based loosely on Goldilocks and the three bears, which happens to be one of my favourite Fairytales, and originally published as Goldie and her Bears, this story is really quite special to me. It started my love affair with bear shifters, and it was my first ménage.

I wrote the original version in a mad typing frenzy over one weekend, when those bears just wouldn’t let me rest, and you know, every bear shifter I have written since, has been the same. There is something about bears. They tend to be my raunchiest, most demanding heroes, and these three, are something else entirely. If you’ve read the original story, you know these bears are very, very naughty, but you know, they are even naughtier in this version. I’ve learnt a lot about writing sex since those early days, and delving into everyone’s point of view in this new and extended version has added another level of hotness. An extra 30K of hotness to be precise.

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I had great fun writing these bears, so get ready for some yummy bear shifting kinky shenanigans.

 

When Goldie Lockwood tumbles into the arms of the new CEO, she falls head over heels in lust with the enigmatic Dom. Interested in the lifestyle she might be, but Jason Stanhope seems way out of her league.

Jason’s bear wants nothing more than to bend Goldie over his desk and claim her right there, but that wouldn’t be appropriate. This bear shifter comes as a package deal—three for the prize of one. As the oldest of triplets, his mate will also have to submit to his brother and sister.

While Goldie responds beautifully to his training, will a weekend at the club be one step too far, or can she be the sweet sub the siblings need?

Revealing their bears might very well make Goldilocks live up to her name.

He had originally planned to spank her insolent ass, and then fuck her over his desk, but when she hadn’t appeared, his mood had darkened. For one soul wrenchingly disappointing second he’d thought she’d run out on him, and then his bear had picked up the scent of aroused woman. He’d tracked her down to the ladies’, and just when he thought he’d have to break the door in, she had appeared, and a new plan had taken hold.

Her untutored responses to him had made the Dom in him roar, and his bear had positively strutted at them. Fucking her now was out of the question. His volatile animal was too close to the surface, and he would not be able to resist biting her. No, it was far safer for everyone involved to consummate their relationship at the safety of the club, where his bear would be easier to control in the company of Jacob and Cat.

Besides, they had to establish the ground rules, and his little Goldilocks had some homework to do, starting right now.

He spread his legs and raised an eyebrow at her when she just stood there, staring at him openmouthed.

“I’m waiting, girl. If you can’t follow a simple instruction then this ain’t gonna work out between us.” She gasped at that, and grinning he reached out and shut her mouth with his index finger under her chin. A shudder went through her when he rubbed the pad of his thumb over her kiss swollen lips, and she pouted when he withdrew again.

“Can’t you just spank me or something, and get that punishment over with, please, Sir?”

Jason threw his head back and laughed, and her pout deepened, but when he shook his head, she gave an exaggerated sigh, and slowly inched the hemline of her skirt up.

It was his turn to groan when her pretty pink pussy lips came into view. Delightfully bare, they glistened in her dew, and his bear huffed his need for a taste of the nectar between her legs.

Jason had to clear his throat to get his voice to work, and the little minx grinned at him.

“Spread your legs, girl. Give your Sir a good view.”

With a groan to match his, Goldie complied, and Jason had to rub his aching shaft through his trousers to gain some relief, as her outer lips opened to reveal the bounty therein. Her inner lips darkened in color the longer he stared at them, as the blood rushed to that area. Her engorged clit stood proudly out its hood, almost daring him to devour it with his teeth, and her pussy hole clenched and released, causing more of her juices to trickle out of it and down the inside of her thighs.

“Now, that is a pretty sight, my girl. I bet you want to come pretty badly right now, don’t you.”

“Ye-es.”

He smirked at her strangled answer, and taking his phone out of his pocket got to his knees to take some candid close up shots of his girl’s cunt. Both Jacob and Cat would sure appreciate those, not to mention he would, while he imagined himself balls deep inside that pretty flesh.

“What are you doing, Sir?” Her voice wobbled, but she didn’t close her legs either, and pride surged in him. Maybe this would work out after all. Not claiming her as his was already too painful to contemplate. All three of them would just have to work really hard to make her fall in love with them so that the small matter of them shifting into grizzlies wouldn’t freak her out too much.

He had a sudden vision of her running away screaming from the club when she found out about them like her namesake in the popular fairytale. He shook his head to free it of those disturbing thoughts, and getting back to his feet showed her the last picture he’d just taken.

“Just taking a picture of what’s mine, girl.”

Goldie glanced at the screen briefly and blushed crimson.

“No need to be ashamed, Goldilocks. You have the prettiest little cunt I’ve ever seen, and I can’t wait to claim it.”

The hopeful look she threw his way made him laugh, and he shook his head.

“Not today though.” He pulled the hemline of her pencil skirt down and tapped her nose.

“You can close your legs now, but remember what I said. No making yourself come, and no panties. I’ll be checking to make sure you follow that rule, and if you don’t…” He grinned at her sharp intake of breath when he swatted her ass twice.

“You won’t be able to sit that pretty behind of yours down for a week, got it?”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered, and he brushed his lips over hers, drinking in the scent of his woman.

“You have some homework to do first, and when I think you’re ready, we’ll be taking that step at the club.”

Her eyes widened anew at that proclamation.

“The club?” she asked. “Not the one all the staff is dying to find out about?”

Jason tapped her nose again and stepping away, pulled out the list of websites he’d printed off for her earlier out his trouser pocket.

“The very same, baby, only, you’re looking at the new owner. Well one of them. My sister and brother own a third each.”

“There’s more of you?” Her voice rose in her astonishment, and he knew now was the perfect time to test the waters.

“Yes, we’re triplets, and…” He let his words trail off waiting for her reaction, and she didn’t disappoint.

“Triplets? I guess that makes you really close, right?” she asked, and when he just shrugged his shoulders, she wrapped her arms around herself.

“Is there a reason you’re telling me this now?” she asked, and he nodded.

“Let’s just say, we like to share—everything.”

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Doris is a writer of sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get.  From contemporary to paranormal, Sci-fi, BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

Happily married for the last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their brood of nine in a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.

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Author Spotlight on One Naughty Fantasy, #newrelease by @RavennaTate and @evernightpub

ONE NAUGHTY FANTASY

**This book features the same three characters that are in SNOWBOUND**
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Nina Santangeles has decided to give her lovers, Cameron Easton and Alex Gable, their ultimate fantasy. Dressed in a red plaid skirt, cotton blouse, bobby socks, and saddle shoes, she surprises them during a presentation they’re giving for architecture and design students at a university lecture hall, causing quite a stir.

When her men take her back to their hotel suite with the intention of punishing her for the naughty behavior as part of their role play fantasy, how far will she let them go?

ADULT EXCERPT

They each held one of her hands in the hallway. Alex barely closed and locked the door to their hotel suite behind them before he lunged for her, covering her mouth in a hot kiss that surprised her. Her men were always on fire for her, but this was different. Their reaction was off the charts hot, and she had to assume it was the role playing.

She raked her hands over his back and tight ass, moaning into his open mouth. Pushing her hips against him, she wasn’t surprised to find his erection rock-hard. Behind her, Cameron reached under her skirt and grabbed her ass, groaning. Alex’s mouth released hers, and he nipped at her neck.

Nina started to unzip her skirt, but Cameron stopped her. “No. Leave it on, but take off the panties.”

Alex let go of her long enough to allow Nina to remove her panties and step out of them. Cameron took them from her, and she glanced over her shoulder to watch him bring them to his nose. It was so damn sexy she couldn’t stop the moan.

Nina turned her attention back to Alex and removed his tie, then unbuttoned his shirt. She peeled it off to reveal broad shoulders and fine dark hairs dusting his muscled chest. She loved their bodies. Both men were so damn gorgeous she could never get enough of them. “You work out, Mr. Gable.”

“Yeah. I do.”

“We both do,” said Cameron.

She ran her teeth over Alex’s nipples as she reached for his pants, unfastening the button above the zipper.

Behind her, Cameron grabbed her ass again. “Oh Christ … Nina …”

“Tell me what you both want,” she said, lifting her gaze to Alex’s eyes.

Alex swallowed hard. “I want to fuck you. Fuck you fucking silly.”

Cameron reached around and grasped her breasts through the cotton top. “I want to fill each of your holes, baby, all night long.” He let go of her breasts and smacked her ass, hard. Nina moaned. “I want to spank you for being such a bad girl. You interrupted a very important presentation for us, you know.”

He smacked her ass cheeks again, and she nearly came. “I know I did.”

“Now we need to punish you for it, and we need to fuck you hard for it.”

She giggled, tossing her hair. “Oh, you can fuck me, but I’m not so sure about the spanking part.” She had to pretend to protest something, after all. That had been part of their fantasy, but it was very difficult to get into the role now that she was alone in a beautiful hotel suite with them.

Alex turned her around so fast she nearly fell. He enveloped her in a bear hug from behind that was more sweet than lustful. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

Nina rubbed her ass against Alex’s erection, aching for his dick to fill her, as he nuzzled her neck. “I like you, too, Alex. I like both of you. Let’s get these clothes off you two and see what you have in your pants.”

“In a minute.” Alex nibbled at her neck and reached under her blouse to unhook her bra. Cameron helped him ease the straps off her shoulders under the fabric, and then Alex tossed the bra on the floor. He grasped her breasts, and Nina moaned loudly.

“Oh God, I love your tits.” Alex’s breath was warm in her ear, and the sensation of his hands on her breasts and his erection rubbing against her ass nearly brought her to orgasm.

Cameron shoved his hand under her skirt and rubbed her clit with his expert fingers, then pushed one inside her pussy. She was so damn wet they wouldn’t need lube. “I love wet pussies.”

Nina closed her eyes and absorbed the sensations of Alex kneading her breasts, his thumbs playing with her nipples, while Cameron finger-fucked her and rubbed her clit with his thumb. Her climax was so close it was ridiculous.

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Author Spotlight on Fighting for Honor, #new release by @KaceyHammell @evernightpub

There’s only one rightful Alpha, and he’s back to claim his pride and his mate…

As the rightful Alpha of a unique pride of panthers, originally founded by his father, Dominic Stone followed his inherent solitary path to find peace and grieve the untimely demise of his dad. Five years later, he returns home ready to take his place, settle old debts and claim the one woman he’s always wanted as his.

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Fighting for Honor may be a first for Kacey Hammell in a new genre, but within the pages, Kacey’s delectable story telling is on full display…a quick read that will leave you on the edge of your seat…Whether or not you’re a fan of shifter book won’t matter, because you’ll be too engrossed in this riveting story.” 5 Stars from Liz, Goodreads

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Dominic closed the front door of his old cabin quietly behind him. The urge to run crowded him, tormenting him to let loose and give into the call of the wildness of being home. He needed some time to himself before he met up with his contact in an hour.

He was confident in the fact that he could bring down his cousin and those on his side and repair the damage to the pride before anything further was lost.

Shedding his sweats and t-shirt, he slipped out of his sandals and let the change overtake him.

His muscles stretched and elongated, pulling his flesh taut and realigning his physique. On all fours, he lifted his nose to the air and darted his eyes across his surroundings. He’d always been grateful for his Panther ancestry. His vision alone was something he coveted. With silver eyes, he had the ability to see through the darkness in the dead of night, as if he held a lantern. His father told him many times that having that unique color was something only the most powerful of panthers possessed.

Taking off at a run, he re-familiarized himself with his favorite trail leading to the waterfall where he’d spent much of his childhood. The serenity and secluded area had always called to him, drawing him in and giving him the best place possible to contemplate his future.

If there was any one place in the valley he’d missed the most, it was the falls, and the memories there.

His awkward first kiss.

With Honor.

Clumsily losing his virginity.

With Honor.

Crying over the death of his father.

With Honor holding him.

Darting faster and harder, his paws barely touching the ground, he pushed away the memories. He’d missed so much over the last five years. And she was at the top of his list.

How she’d fallen into his cousin’s hands… well, he had himself to blame.

Stopping at the clearing, breathing hard, he trotted to the edge of the falls and stuck his snout in. Replenishing himself with the cold water, his ears twitched as he listened for anyone nearby.

Gulping down a last swallow, he strode to a clear spot in the cool grass, lay flat on his belly and let the quiet of the night draw him into its solitude. He couldn’t believe he hadn’t returned just for this. Too many years had flown by.

A twig snapped to his left, capturing his attention. Tilting his head, he bided his time before letting the intruder know he was there. He was lucky his black fur would cloak him. He blended well and had destroyed many enemies years ago with patience and fortitude once he was ready to pounce.

Hidden by the tree above him, his heart picked up speed as the most beautiful creature in the world made her way to the same falls he’d just quenched his thirst at.

She made his mouth water and the animal inside him took notice.

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Canadian-born author Kacey Hammell is definitely a book-a-holic. A romance reader from a young age, she fell in love with happily ever afters.  These days, as a multi- published erotic romance author, she enjoys adding a lot of heat, sass, and emotion to the many genres she writes.

Mom of three, Kacey lives her own happily ever after with her perfect hero in Ontario, Canada.

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Author Spotlight on Abbie Carlisle, Jenson’s Honor #newrelease @abbie_carlisle

Emilia knows pain better than anyone. Held captive by Harvey, the leader of The Phoenix League, she is blinded with her need for revenge. No amount of time will heal her from her tormented past, that is, until she meets the handsome 2nd Lord of the Mist. He shows her that life can be filled with love and passion. Can she learn to trust again or will her past forever dictate her future? Will their relationship end before it’s begun?

Jenson lives life to the fullest. Dictated by the words of his father, he fears repeating the past. Captivated by Emilia, she reminds him that the future is a choice, but will he choose to accept the honor inside him? Will his father’s accusation haunt him forever?

As The Order faces a danger sent by The Phoenix League, Jenson must do whatever it takes to protect the one who’s destined to own his heart?

The movement was faster than Emilia’s mind could register. The air around her turned to ice, and she felt the release of Jenson’s hand only moments before her mind registered that he’d let her go. The flash of males moving across the room was instantaneous, and she blinked rapidly, trying to focus on the vision before her. Jenson had leaped forward, while Lucian and Tobias had scaled the couches, and all the males were mere inches from Kion. Emilia inhaled, terror for her mate gripping her heart as she saw Carrick move in her direction from the corner of her eye.

Elijah closed his eyes and misted. Kion’s instruction had related directly to her “friends,” and if The Order hadn’t known about his involvement with Harvey, they could have missed the intentional threat. All the males had realized at the same time of Kion’s objective to get near Emilia, and Elijah knew instantly that Kion had no intention of divulging the whereabouts of Tarrant and Gideon. Elijah appeared directly behind the male in case he turned. Shock gripped him as Kion misted in front of his eyes.

“Shit. He’s a fucking Original!” Lucian shouted as he skidded to a halt in front of Elijah. He turned and searched the room but saw no sign of Kion reappearing. His heart hammered as he shot across the room in Emilia’s direction. He would be the fastest one to get to her and keep her safe until Jenson reached her.

Tobias stopped and shot a glance around the room. There was no sign of the male, but that wasn’t to say he couldn’t just appear anywhere. Tobias turned and glared at Jenson. He saw the horror on Jenson’s face. The male had known the reaction he would create by threatening the female, and it had drawn them away from Emilia. She was in danger now that she was alone on the other side of the room. 

Jenson’s heart stopped as he turned. Emilia stood vulnerable, and he ran rapidly, scaling the small table in front of him. Terror tore through him as he watched Kion materialize directly behind her. As the male grabbed Emilia around the waist, he roared out as Kion lifted her from her feet. Jenson landed on two feet, blinded by his need to reach his mate and grab her.

“If you come near, I will snap her neck. If you mist near me, then she will take her last breath,” Kion announced loudly as he stepped backward and wrapped his hand around Emilia’s throat.

“Release her,” Jenson demanded as Elijah misted directly beside him.

“What is it you want?” Elijah asked, gazing into Emilia’s terrified eyes.

“The females and the list. I want them brought here,” Kion said coldly.

“Release her now!” Jenson roared. Pain tore through him as he stared at his female.

“Jenson. Step back. Tell the others to move to the back of the room. When I release my power, it will travel outward, and when it does, search in his mind. He’ll not be able to control his emotions, and it will leave his mind open. Search for my friends. See where they are. Move, now,” Emilia instructed.

Jenson frowned. He gripped Elijah’s arm and pulled him back as he stepped backward. He glanced around at the other males and nodded, indicating for them to move to the back of the room. He saw the confused looks on their faces but just frowned harder, hoping they would understand to get the hell away from being anywhere near Emilia. She had warned that her power would fill the room, and he knew firsthand the effect it would have on them. Kicking the small table out of the way, Jenson moved back slowly, keeping his eyes fixed firmly on Emilia.

Kion stared at each male in turn. What were they doing? Confusion spread through his mind. This wasn’t the way he’d expected them to react. He had the female in his grasp and had threatened her life. He’d expected them to agree to his demands and bring the females and the list to the apartment. What the hell was going on?

Emilia felt Kion’s grip around her throat. It hurt, but it wasn’t strong enough to restrict her breathing. His scent swirled around her, and a sense of evilness filled the air. She glanced around the room. The large flat screen TV was placed in the corner and against the wall was a cabinet with glasses and bottles of alcohol. She stared at each male. They had all moved a distance away and each face showed concern for her safety. It warmed her racing heart that they cared about her safety. Emilia stared directly at Jenson.

His torment ripped at her soul. She feared for his life more than her own, and if anything happened to him, her life would end in an instant. The love that had grown in her heart for him gave her a reason to live, and now it was down to her to protect him as he’d protected her. Even though she could feel her own terror swirling through her veins, she knew what she had to do. Emilia closed her eyes, picturing Jenson’s handsome face.

Bloodred mist filled her eyes. Power bubbled from deep in her stomach and grew—intensifying as it swirled through her chest and through the rest of her body. More powerful than she’d ever felt, the power not only erupted from her hand but exploded from every cell in her body. The sheer force made every muscle in her body spasm. Emilia could feel every emotion, every sensation projected her power from her body, and she opened her eyes to see a shimmer of red fill the room. A shattering sound filled the air as the glasses on the cabinet exploded. The TV fractured, moments before the screen tore apart, and shards of black glass shot into the room.

 

ADULT EXCERPT

Emilia stared at Jenson’s perfectly formed lips. She couldn’t wait to have them against hers and opened her mouth, biting down hard on her lower lip just to cope with the pleasure bearing down in her lower stomach. Anticipation sparked across her skin with just the mere idea of his hands on her body. The pressure building in her breasts made her clasp her hands tightly by her sides as she watched him stalk toward her.

As Jenson reached her, he pressed her back against the wall. She reached her hands up and caressed his toned arms. She had to ease her head back to gaze up into his vibrant stare. The intense desire on his face matched her own need, and flames burned deep in her stomach to have him inside her. His firm grip on her waist sent shivers across her skin.

“Put your hands above your head, beautiful,” Jenson instructed.

Jenson’s deep, throaty tone made her insides clench. The intensity would have floored her if he wasn’t holding her upright. She complied with his request and felt him grip at her dress and slide it upward and over her head. His deep growl made her smile as her hair fell gently across her shoulders. He had a habit of growling when he was either pissed or turned on, but either way, she loved the passion that made him do it. Her body responded to him instantly as she felt the long length of his desire press against her stomach.

Jenson threw the dress behind him, not really caring where it’d landed. He gazed down Emilia’s body, impatient to feel her satin skin against his hands. Her soft curves teased his cock, which was already rigid, fighting to be released from his sweat. His mate was the epitome of femininity, and he could spend every moment of his life admiring every inch of her skin. His hands longed to hold her breasts, and his mouth frantically wanted to kiss her all the way down to her pussy. His whole body was ignited with desire to claim his mate.

Jenson ran his hands slowly down her shoulders and round her back. As she tensed in his arms, he growled loudly, knowing his fingers had run over her scars. She was still conscious of their presence, and Jenson stared into her eyes. The cutting sadness was painful to witness.

“You’re beautiful, Emilia. Don’t ever forget that.”

Jenson ran his fingers over the indents of her shoulder blades and down across her slim back. He’d never get past his own anger at how the scars had been placed on her skin, and if he ever came into contact with the guard who’d hurt his mate, he’d tear the male’s head from his shoulders. Whoever he was, he would pay dearly for causing his female to suffer, and no amount of time would ever make him forget the silent promise he’d made to himself. Jenson saw Emilia smile gently, which assured him that she was slowly beginning to understand that he saw her as nothing less than dazzling.

Jenson moved his hand back up her back and unclipped her bra. Sliding his fingers through the straps, Jenson helped ease the garment from her body. He dropped it to the floor, groaning deeply as he slid his hands up her stomach and gripped a breast in each hand. Hearing her soft moan of pleasure, as he rubbed his thumbs over her taut nipples, was heaven. He stepped back slightly, bending down and taking one of her pink buds in his mouth. Her warmed skin was soft and delightful as he sucked her hard. Her cry made him ache to be inside her, and he released her and moved over to the other one. He teased her and nipped her gently before taking her deeper into his mouth.

Emilia ran her fingers through Jenson’s hair. Her heart stormed in her chest, and to regulate her breathing was becoming more difficult against his torment. She arched her back, her breasts tingling with pleasure against his mouth—his hands—and she wanted to give him all of her. Feeling him release her felt like a desolate loss. Emilia glanced into his heated gaze.

Jenson grinned at Emilia as he slowly lowered himself down her body. His eyes moved from her face and traced each curve of her waist as his hands caressed down her sides, gripping the top of her panties. He trailed gentle kisses from one hip across her stomach to her other hip. Her gentle giggle made him smile.

“Sorry. It’s just that it tickles.” Emilia stifled another chuckle as he kissed her sensitive skin. Against his lips, her skin responded with the force of a hurricane. She loved every touch of his mouth on her and sighed a deep longing sound as she watched him nuzzle his face between her thighs. At this rate he would make her climax just from touching her down there, she was so fiercely aroused.

Emilia’s scent was driving him close to losing control. He wanted to see her beautifully naked body, feel the soft folds of her pussy against his mouth, and if he didn’t unveil her of her panties soon, he’d end up ripping the garment from her body. He eased the satin material down her legs and lifted each foot, removing the panties before throwing them aside. He ran his hands over her calves slowly as he kissed her gently up her thighs toward the place his mouth longed to taste. He growled deeply, the vibration causing her skin to tingle. Her reaction would make her wet and ready for him.

Website – abbiecarlisle.weebly.com

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Abbie Carlisle lives in Kent, England with her wonderfully understanding husband and 3 children. She spends every spare hour either with her family or, with the immense support from her twin sister, her other passion ‘writing’. For years she had dreamed of writing her own paranormal novel and then her first novel was born. Come visit ‘The Order of the Mist’ at abbiecarlisle.weebly.com

A little bit more about me!

I love reading and my favourite Authors are Laurann Dohner, Lara Adrian and JR Ward. After reading many of their novels, I decided to start writing my own paranormal novel ‘Elijah’s Vow’ in early 2014. It took me about 5 months to write and it astounded me how the characters and the storyline developed as I wrote. The idea first began one night with just the hero but before I knew it, I had planned the storylines for the entire series. My second book in the series ‘Jonah’s Salvation’ was released in February 2015. His book delves into the life of Elijah’s second in command and is full of emotional conflict, love and passion. Working full-time means I have to organise my time effectively and find it’s at the end of the day that I finally get to sit and spend time writing. I’ve met many amazing Authors and readers since publishing Elijah’s Vow and their support has been invaluable. Writing Elijah’s Vow has been an emotional roller-coaster of pride, joy and anxiety (especially on release day!) and I hope that my books bring as much enjoyment for readers as it has been for me writing it.

 

Q&A

What is your typical day?

My typical day – At the end of a busy day at work, I get home and pull out my laptop, eager to begin with my current WIP. I have ideas throughout the day and have to type them up just so I don’t forget anything. I then re-read the last few paragraphs that I’ve written, just so I can get back into the flow and continue writing the next chapters. I love to lose myself in the story and usually don’t finish writing until it’s late at night.

What inspires you in your writing?

For me, the best inspiration is the world around me. Everyone uses their senses to see, hear, feel and touch and that’s the best way to draw the readers into my stories. If I need a setting, I look around at the streets, parks, cities. I find the way people act fascinating. It really shows their emotions and characteristics. It help in my writing to be able to visualise how people react to situations and of course, my final inspiration is my family. They are always there to help and guide me with ideas.

What made you want to write paranormal stories?

After spending many years reading paranormal stories, I felt compelled to write my own story. I had a dream to create my own world of paranormal characters and was able to see the lives of The Mist in my mind. My first initial ideas grew and before I knew it, I had planned the entire series. Even now when I write, the stories evolve and it gives me a great sense of pride to know that I can bring enjoyment to readers.

What is the underlying theme to your stories?

I always include passion and possession in my stories. The whole series is built on paranormal males who find their true mates and the lengths they would go to protect and love them. Everyone wants to feel desired and I felt that was an important aspect of the stories.

Have you ever written anyone you know into your stories?

I’ve not written my true self into any of the stories but in Book 2 ‘Jonah’s Salvation’, and Book 3 ‘Jenson’s Honor’ there are two characters who I have been able to use personal experience to enhance their characters. I believe in every book written, Authors can include characteristics of people they know. It allows readers to relate to the characters in the books. When I write I very often laugh. Some of the characters in my book can be very humorous. I have also felt some sadness at times when the characters have had a tough past. I love writing and when my first book was accepted by Siren, I was elated. It was a great feeling to know that I was going to have my story published. I was so nervous on the day it was released but also felt a lot of pride.

Author Spotlight on the Bad Alpha Man Love Edition Tour #newrelease @evernightpub #badalphamm

I was absolutely thrilled when I was asked to read and review Evernight’s newest anthology, Bad Alpha. When they asked me to read the MM version, too, I was over the moon! You might remember me saying that I’m relatively new to the Evernight family, so it was a fantastic way to get to know some sexy new alpha’s and the authors who write them. 

Bad Alpha features a select collection of stories with shifters so ruthless they will stop at nothing to protect their pack. These aren’t sugar-and-spice heroes. Our alphas are feared, inked, and don’t ask questions first. They take what they want, never give in to their enemies, and think love is for the weak—until they meet their mate. Are you ready to learn how to tame a savage heart?

The Bad Alpha Man Love Edition features seven scorching tales. These alphas were gritty and ruthless, until they found their mate. Seeing the somewhat softer side of each was heart warming.  I picked three stories at random to mention, because it was too hard to pick my favorites again! In no particular order, here they are along with my thoughts!

In Discarded Pup by Angelique Voisen we meet Cole Reyes and River Daniels. Cole is dead set on revenge against a pack mate who had him locked up for a crime he didn’t commit. The day he’s released from jail, it’s his intent to kill the man who betrayed him. When he finally meets River in the flesh, he’s shocked to find that perhaps he’s met his match. This was a great story. It started out with a lot of anger and hatred, but it was great to see the moment that those feelings turned into something entirely different.

The Alpha’s Assassin by Doris O’Connor features Zayden,a bear shifter and a hired killer. He’s a ruthless man and for the right price he has no issues with relieving someone of their “problem”. When he’s hired to kill the Quinton, because there’s a wolf who has an issue with the idea of following a gay alpha, The fact that Quin immediately draws out Zayden’s protective instincts from the get go took the edge off that whole hired killer thing. It was intrigue, hot sex, love, and suspense all wrapped into one neat little package.

In Destined by L.D. Blakeley who’s licking his wounds after he finds his new boyfriend with another man. When his attempt to hit on a sexy, mysterious stranger is shot down, he’s mortified. Later he witnesses a murder and is terrified when the assailant shifts into an animal. Suddenly, the only person he has to rely on is Marick, the mysterious stranger from earlier in the night. Things get really weird when he finds out that he’s actually the mate of one of these animals. This story was really interesting to me because of the way that the author effortlessly wove in the mythology. It’s really hard to do that in such a short time frame.

Every single story in the bunch was a FANTASTIC read. All in all, I’d give this a 5 out of 5 stars too! Both anthologies were awesome. I can’t wait to read more from each and every one of these authors!

 

Author Spotlight on the Bad Alpha Anthology Tour #newrelease @evernightpub #badalpha

I was absolutely thrilled when I was asked to read and review Evernight’s newest anthology, Bad Alpha. I’m relatively new to the Evernight family, so it was a fantastic way to get to know some sexy new alpha’s and the authors who write them. A little bit later this week I’ll be reviewing the Bad Alpha Man Love Edition for you MM (or any combo thereof) fans out there. *squee*

 

Bad Alpha features a select collection of stories with shifters so ruthless they will stop at nothing to protect their pack. These aren’t sugar-and-spice heroes. Our alphas are feared, inked, and don’t ask questions first. They take what they want, never give in to their enemies, and think love is for the weak—until they meet their mate. Are you ready to learn how to tame a savage heart?

 

So yeah. With a description like that, I knew this book would be right up my alley. It features ten stories of bad alpha’s in that one unique moment when they realize that.. with the right woman, maybe the do have a heart. 

While I’d love to dive into each of the stories with you, but that would make this post wayyyyy too long. Also, my butt is asleep. I sat down to read a few of the stories and got sucked in! I read it cover to cover in one sitting.

At first I thought I might do a small write up on a few of my favorites, but there was something I loved about EVERY. SINGLE. STORY. So I picked four stories at random. In no particular order, here they are along with my thoughts!

 

In Destiny Realized by Khloe Wren two brothers, both puma shifters get more than they intervene in a roadside attack. They save a woman and her child but end up with far more than they bargained for. The very sexy Leo is fierce and dominant. A little abrasive, even. But then there’s sweet Val to balance it all out. The heroine had just the right amount of spunk to make her a perfect mate for these two alphas. (And the sex was scorching hot!!)

In Tiger’s Mate by April Zyon, Alexa, a ghost whisperer gets a strange message from her mother from the hereafter. She has no idea what it could possibly mean until she meets Kurt, a killer for hire. Instead of being disgusted she finds herself inexorably drawn to him. On a side note, I’m not normally a fan of ghosts, but the way that April intertwined it in this story seamless.

In Dark Heart by Elyzabeth M. VaLey it was immediately apparent that this story was so appropriately named. Daryl, a wolf shifter, spends his nights trying to escape a dark past. When he comes face to face with Silvia, an agent from a shifter organization trying to recruit him on a special mission for his medical expertise, it’s the first hint we get that he’s not what he seems. Silvia can’t help but be attracted to rough, tough, alpha. Something in him calls to her. Watching the sparks fly between these two made for an amazing read.

In Always Midnight by Ashlynn Monroe we meet Ax and Taryne. When a rogue werewolf attacks Taryne’s brother, she’s both shocked and a little terrified when he shifts into a wolf. It’s lone wolf Ax’s job to ensure that Trav, the brand new shifter and his family are no threat to their kind. All three of them are in for a shock when this lone wolf discovers he might have a pack of his own after all. This was a beautiful story about love, family, honor… oh, and hot sex.

Author Spotlight on April Zyon’s Tiger’s Mate, #badalpha #newrelease @evernightpub

Blurb:

Streak politics, and differences in opinions forced Kurt Owens to choose his own path. While it may be outside of the law in many regards he sees it as ensuring justice for the true victims of crimes when the system fails them. It’s his way of seeing the guilty pay, and keeping his own inner beast in check with the violence, and blood it craves.

Everyone thinks having a super power would be great. Alexa Harold would beg to differ. She’s been cursed to see ghosts, the dead not yet having gone to their final resting place, or judgment, or wherever they belong. They track her down, and harass her until she’s ready to go mad. Learning early in life what she needs to avoid has been the only saving grace in keeping her sanity intact.

Then she sees a man who couldn’t possibly be real. It was just her luck that such a prime specimen would in fact be deceased. Only he isn’t, and he’s taking notice of her. With a little temptation, some mystery, and a taunt he leaves her wanting more.

Kurt never thought he’d find his mate outside of the streak, or streak functions. While those of a supernatural inclination aren’t exactly rare, they have had to be careful and keep their population down. Alexa is the woman for him the only one he could ever want or need. And when her life is put in danger by his own past Kurt won’t stop until everyone understands to get to this tiger’s mate, they’ll have to get through him.

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Excerpt:

Wrapping his hand around the fresh longneck the bartender slid his way, Kurt lifted it to his lips to take a long drink. His contact was late. Never a good sign when the guy who did all his go-between work wasn’t on time. Especially when it was payday.

Kurt would give the man another half hour before hunting his ass down. Any longer than that and the ditzy blonde at the other end of the bar might garner up some courage to come talk to him. Her friends had been daring her to since they’d caught sight of him. So far she’d resisted their urging despite the number of hungry looks she’d sent his way.

While he had zero problems hooking up with some random, preferably nameless, chick in a bar, that one looked like serious trouble. He could have given anyone a multitude of reasons why. Namely he knew she was trouble by the two thousand dollar shoes, one and a half thou handbag, and he didn’t even want to tally up her outfit. Kurt wasn’t a connoisseur of fashion, not even close, but he’d been around enough to start to recognize the brand names. He had to be observant in what he did, as otherwise he’d end up dead.

He took another long pull from the bottle, camouflaging his perusal of  the group so that they wouldn’t  perceive it as interest. The blonde was downing shots.  Freaking fan-fucking-tastic. If she put enough down, she’d likely get up the courage to actually wobble over in her overpriced stilettos. Not what he wanted tonight. He was here to get paid for the job he’d completed, and then he was going to find a place where no one knew him to crash for many hours of peaceful slumber.

Tensing, he felt someone getting close he let out a breath. Only the waitress. He’d chosen the end of the bar with the wall to his back so he could see the entire place, and so no one could get too close without him knowing. While it sucked if he had to bail, it was tactically the wisest location in case trouble came calling.

And blonde bimbo was making her move. Son of a fucking bitch. She tottered across the bar, closing the distance between them as he waved the bartender over for another cold one. Relief crashed through him as his contact slid onto the empty seat at Kurt’s side.

“Sorry, man, fucking accident six blocks over fucked me right up. I’m late. I sincerely apologize. Didn’t know it was there until I was in the thick of the shit. It’s truly amazing how perfectly decent human beings turn into the Grim fucking Reaper when there’s a DOA at a crash. Couldn’t get a single one of them to move enough to let me through. Fuckers all looked at me like I was the douchebag.”

Lenny signaled the bartender when he’d finished his spiel. Kurt gave the man a few moments to take a drink before he acknowledged him. “No worries,” he said quietly. He didn’t bother mentioning he’d been mere minutes from heading out to hunt his scrawny ass down. No reason to upset the little guy unduly. Besides, Lenny knew what Kurt would do to him if the man didn’t show up for a meet.

“I tucked it into the usual spot,” Lenny said. Which meant Kurt’s payment was secured in Kurt’s truck in the lockbox in the back. “I may have another gig for you. I’ll need to do some background, and check a few of the less clear details, but I should know something in a couple of days.”

Kurt gave a slow nod. The blonde was back at the table of idiotic sorority types downing more shots. “Shoot me a text for a meet when you feel confident about it.”

While Lenny might give the impression of being the unreliable sort, Kurt did trust him. To a degree. The man brokered all the deals, kept Kurt out of it all, and ensured Kurt got paid for what he did. Doing what he did, it wasn’t like Kurt could set up a web page and advertise. That was just begging for a one way ticket to a ten by eight cell for life, if not the chair.

Tipping his beer up he did another visual sweep of the place. Movement from the end of the bar near the girls caught his attention. Son of a … bikers, why the hell is it always bikers? Most were good guys even if they did shit that had the law on their asses most of the time. Then there were the wannabes who acted tough, blew smoke, and basically started shit. The guys making lewd gestures to one another about the sorority sisters were very definitely in the second category.

Big, scary looking, and assholes. They’d also been drinking so it was a situation ripe, and ready to explode. Setting his beer down Kurt turned slightly. “You may want to finish that up, and clear out. There’s about to be trouble in here.”

Kurt was itching for a fight. His last job had gone smoothly, too smoothly for him. He was a hands-on sort that liked to get good and bloody. The biker assholes might finally give him a way to let off a bit of steam. And if he happened to break a few of their bones or faces, all the better in his mind. While Kurt’s conscience didn’t pipe up all that often, there was no way he’d risk the guy that was his go-to man.

“Uh, shit, right.” Lenny chugged the last of his beer quickly. He reached to his pocket.

“I got it, go.” Kurt pulled off a couple of bills to pay for his beers and Lenny’s. The man took a cut off every job Kurt completed, which was all of them because he was that fucking good, but Kurt still paid for his drinks at every meet.

“One of these days I will pay for a drink, you know.”

“You can try, but we both know who has the better and faster moves. Now go. You’re no use to me in a hospital.”

“The love and concern for my wellbeing I feel pouring off you warms my heart.”

Hearing the sarcasm Kurt turned his eyes on the other man, and growled. Not some pissy ass sound a human could make, but a sound only a born predator could pull from the bowels of his gut.

 

Tiger’s Mate is part of the Bad Alpha anthology published with Evernight Publishing. I am honored to be part of this anthology with these other amazing authors. Simply fabulous men and women.

J.R. Gray

Khloe Wren

Moira Callahan

April Zyon (me!)

Elyzabeth M. Valey

Lynn Burke

Jocelyn Dex

Ashlynn Monroe

Harper Shaddock

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OUT TO SEA! Vacation is HERE!@$#%$!@

It’s been a little over two years since I’ve taken an actual vacation. I’ve gone home (to Florida) a couple of times. I’ve taken a weekend here or there, but it’s official. I will be floating in the ocean on a boat until the end of the month! Hubs and I, along with some other family will be going to the Bahamas. I’ll be radio silent (unless you count a few prescheduled posts) but never fear, I shall return. You will be inundated with copious amounts of pictures.Trust me.

Author Spotlight on Maia Dylan, The Fire Goddess and Her Wolves

Thank you for hosting me for my latest release, The Fire Goddess and her Wolves – Shifters of Freedom Springs 2. This book released today with Siren Publishing. If your readers would like to, they can post questions to me on Twitter using the following hashtag #sofs and tag me using @Maiadylanauthor and I will answer them as I see them.

THE FIRE GODDESS AND HER WOLVES

Blurb:

Fiona Aideen is a Fire Elemental who knew how to take care of herself just fine. It was the two wolf shifters who claimed she was their mate and the psychotic demon with a God complex hell bent on the destruction of earth she was going to have some difficulty with.

Cole and Travis Winters were twins with a mission. Convince their mate that she is exactly what they want and need, and that they can be the same for her. They both knew that getting Fiona to accept them both would be a challenge, but neither of them were willing to take no for an answer. Not when the prize was so damn perfect for them and everything they had ever hoped for in a mate.

Can the three come together to solve her portion of the prophecy and bring them one step closer to victory, or will Fiona’s past and her fears stop them before they’ve even begun?

**erotic romance, M/F/M, paranormal, shape-shifter, anal sex, double penetration

Buy Link – www.bookstrand.com/the-fire-goddess-and-her-wolves

The story…

PG EXCERPT:

“Fiona.” Cole’s voice was cautious, much like it was when he talked to their horses when they were spooked. “You wanna tell us why you look like you’re expecting to have to fight your way outta here at some point during this conversation?”

Fiona flinched slightly, but her expression didn’t change. “I’m sure I have no idea what you mean, Cole.” Her voice was pure steel and ice. Something was really wrong here. “Just tell me what you’ve come here to tell me, then leave. I only have ten weeks to solve my portion of the prophecy and I need every single moment to gain control of my power.” Travis narrowed his eyes at her. He had a nasty feeling he knew what she was expecting.

“Fiona,” Travis said, fighting to keep his voice calm, “do you think we’re here to tell you we don’t want you?” He felt his brother flinch beside him, and it was obvious he hadn’t come to that conclusion. “That somehow there’s been a mistake and we have come to the realization that you aren’t our mate and that we are here to tell you that?”

Oh. Shit. That was exactly what she thought. He could tell from the look on her face. He stared at their mate. She had no idea how beautiful she was, how fucking desirable she was to them, and what she would come to mean to them both. He and Cole could only hope that she would come to care for them half as much.

“Fiona.” Cole’s voice vibrated with pain, not for himself but for their woman who had faced more people turning their backs on her than opening their arms. “Baby, that’s not what we have come to talk to you about. Hell, that couldn’t be farther from the truth.”

Travis leaned forward drawing her gaze. “I know you don’t know me yet, lovely.” He took a breath to slow his racing heart. “And, God, I hope you want to get to know me, but please believe me when I tell you that you are my mate. You are our mate, and you are everything we ever hoped to have in a mate. Cole has talked about you incessantly since I got back and I have hung on and soaked up every damn word. I definitely like everything I’m hearing and seeing, and all it does is make me yearn to get to know you better.” Finally, her face seemed to soften.

“If we had known”—Cole sat forward so that they were both leaning toward her with their elbows on their knees—“that you were thinking those thoughts, doubting that you are our mate, we would have been here a lot sooner. Jesus, Fi, it breaks my heart to think that you’ve been sitting here for the past two weeks believing that we made a mistake!” Travis watched as her face became vulnerable and her eyes shimmered with unshed tears.

“The only mistake we made, Fiona, was leaving you here on your own for so long. We would have moved heaven and earth to have been here with you,” Travis said softly, then panicked as he watched a single tear slide down her cheek and her chin start to wobble. Fuck this! He leapt up, moved around the table, and plucked her off the arm chair, then moved back to sit on the couch with her in his lap, right next to his brother. Damn, she felt fantastic in his arms! With the three of them sitting so close that she was effectively lying across their laps, he felt their mating bond snap stronger into place.

All three of them trembled and he knew that they had each felt it. “See, lovely?” He squeezed her in his arms, loving how she snuggled into him and placed her hand on Cole’s where it rested on her thigh. “That makes it real clear that you are our mate. The mating bond is in place and will only grow stronger between us if you’ll let it. We aren’t asking you to let us claim you right this second. All we want is the chance to get to know you and explore this attraction we have for each other. Do you think we can do that?”

The moments between his soft question and her answer stretched, and just as Travis thought she was going to turn them down, her face bloomed with a smile so beautiful his heart ached. “I’m not sure that getting to know me will make it easier or harder to start or try to have a relationship with me. I can be kinda difficult sometimes, and I do have a little bit of a major kinda fly-off-the-handle type of temper.”

“No,” Cody deadpanned, “I’ve never seen that in you.”

“Shut up, Cody, you dick.” Fiona punched him in the arm with a laugh, and Travis grinned. “But as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted…” She glared mockingly at Cole, who grinned unrepentantly back at her. “I’m not sure what will come out of getting to know me better, but I’m willing to give it a try if you are.” She smiled shyly at them and Travis resisted the urge to whoop and holler his joy. He just grinned and hoped she could see his joy at her words, then he leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to her lips, enjoying her surprised squeal at the move.

“You won’t regret this, Fiona.” He leaned back to stare into her shocked eyes and smiled when she raised a slightly shaking hand to her lips. When she turned to Cole, he leaned in and kissed her just as softly.

“We’ll do everything in our power to make sure you never do,” Cole whispered as he sat back to give her a little room. Her smile was shy, but her eyes flashed with heat and Travis felt his heart swell. All he and Cole needed to do was convince her that they could be what she needed. He and Cole had never failed at anything they set their minds to as a team, and they had sure as hell had set their minds on Fiona. Hell, they had their hearts set on her, too.

© MAIA DYLAN, SIREN PUBLISHING, 2015

*****

Excerpt R

Then Cole gently pushed a finger into her pussy and started to drag it in and out of her, imitating the act of making love, and she shivered at the feeling. She felt him rub against something inside her that had her arching up off the bed, screaming. “Holy shit! What in the hell was that?” she shouted, not even caring that both men laughed.

“That, lovely…” Travis informed her, and when she looked back at him again he was stroking his cock and watching her. Apparently he liked to watch. “…Was your sweet spot, or G-spot. And now that he’s found it, I have a feeling that Cole is about to rock the very foundations of your world.” Then Cole turned her into a blubbering pool of exposed nerve endings by strumming that spot within her in time with the strong draws he made on her nipples, swapping from one to the other, making sure to give attention to both equally.

Fiona had never before guessed that the two were connected, but now knew that there was a direct current of pleasure that ran from her nipples to her clit, then onto her G-Spot, that had her trembling on the edge of the abyss so damn fast it had her head spinning. Then, without warning, the wave broke over her, drowning her in pleasure. She arched her back, and with her mouth opened in a silent scream, she writhed against Cole as she rode her orgasm to the very end, then lay there fighting to breathe.

“Holy shit, that was amazing,” she groaned, her voice raspy from all the screaming her men were making her do. Then she felt Chase move to lie over her. She lifted her knees and spread them to make a cradle for his hips and knew the moment had come. Her mates were about to make love to her and take her virginity, and even though it would be Cole that did the actual taking, as far as Fiona was concerned, she was giving it to both of them.

“Fiona, are you on birth control, honey?” Cole was tense, as if he were keeping a strict hold on his arousal and control. Fiona nodded. She had been on birth control most of her life to regulate her periods, but she didn’t need to go into the joys of that. She saw his eyes flood with pleasure.

“We’re clean, honey. We can’t contract anything that would hurt you or put you in any kind of danger, and one day we would love nothing more than to see you nurse our pups, but for right now, we loving having you to ourselves.” Fiona’s heart swelled at the thought of having their child, then all thought vanished as Cole pressed the head of his cock against the sensitive folds of her pussy.

Holding his gaze, she lifted her arms to wrap them around his neck and then rolled her hips up against him, which drove him past her opening.

“Christ!” Cole’s head flew back and he trembled on his arms for a moment, and Fiona enjoyed the feel of him inside her. “Fuck, baby, you feel fantastic! So fucking hot and wet.” Cole leaned his head down and pressed his forehead to hers as he started to gently rock his hips, slipped deeper and deeper inside her as he went, slowly filling her until he groaned and she felt his hips meet hers, and she knew he was fully inside her.

Fiona felt full and stretched, and although there was a definite pinching feeling, she hadn’t felt any real pain. “Are you okay, Fi?” Cole breathed, his breath mingling with hers. She nodded and bit her bottom lip, loving the feel of him inside her. When he pulled out and then pushed back home again slowly, she moaned as sparks of pleasure radiated from her pussy that had her shuddering.

She felt fantastic and feeling him slide in and out of her was amazing, but she felt like something was missing. She needed something more from Cole and she knew he was fighting the need to give it to her the way she seemed to want it. She loved him more for the fact that he held back, but she needed him to know she wanted more.

“Cole,” she groaned, lifting her hips to meet his next thrust, loving the fact that his eyes crossed slightly at the move. “Baby, I need you to move a little faster.” She kept her eyes on his so that he could read the sincerity in them. He frowned a little and then moved a little faster and harder into her, which had her immediately moaning her pleasure.

Taking that as a hint, he sped up and moved harder, and Fiona was suddenly spiraling toward another orgasm. “Damn Cole, you fuck me so good! I’m gonna come, baby, just for you this time. Just for you!” Fiona screamed the last word as she shattered again. Cole suddenly pushed up on his arms and slammed his hips into her twice as he roared her name, and she felt him flex within her before the hot feel of his cum splashing inside her had her moaning.

Hot. So damn hot.

Cole collapsed slightly onto her and she held him tight to her. She could feel his heart pounding against her and she shuddered at the feel of it. Then, everything within her melted when he shuddered in her arms. “Goddamn it, woman! You ruined my carefully-thought-out plan.”

She smiled at the laughter in his eyes. “My plan was better.” She winked at him, making him laugh out loud.

© MAIA DYLAN, SIREN PUBLISHING, 2015

Five questions for the author

Q: What is it that you most love about writing?

A: There are limitations in most everything you do in life. Pesky things like the laws of physics tend to make some things impossible. What I love most about writing is that the only thing that you are truly limited by is your own imagination. The world’s I create are like the description my three year old daughter gives of her paintings when I ask why the sky is always purple. “Because I like purple, mummy, and in my painting it can be what I like.” So my worlds are filled with what I like – mystery, magic and the impossible.

Q: Where do you do most of your writing?

A: The true answer to that is wherever I can! I write a lot on planes as my day job – boo – means that I fly a lot and stay in hotels. I have also been known to write when I should be working because I am at a part in the book where I just need to see what happens!

Q. Where do you find inspiration for your characters?

A. Everywhere and in every one I meet. I have a friend who is a lawyer, and every now and then she will slip into lawyer speak where I will require a legal definitions book to translate what she has just said to me. I based some of Rowena’s character on her.

Q. What are you working on at the moment?

A. I have two books in the Grey River series on the go at the moment. Basically because of two wolves who are extremely impatient! Every time I open another WIP I find myself writing about these two so I have had to start their story just to get some peace! Also, book four and five of the Shifters of Freedom Springs series are in the planning stage too.

Q. Do you have anything to say to your current readers or to those that haven’t yet read you work?

A. If you have read any of my books, thank you so very much! It blows my mind that someone has actually read something that I wrote, but gosh I hope you enjoyed it! Did you? Please let me know, I find I suffer from a slight case of needy-nelly with my writing. If you haven’t read my book, but you love erotic romance stories between strong men and an independent woman, where the path to their happily ever after can be a bumpy one, but there is always a happily ever after, and their love and laugher is real on every page, then you’ll find my books right up your alley!

Author bio:

Maia Dylan lives, loves and works in beautiful New Zealand. She married her best friend and they have two adorable, but stubborn children who obviously take after their father.

Maia’s career has featured a lot of travel, and she has filled her time at airports and in the air with books, books and more books. Her love of erotic paranormal romance has seen her amass a huge library. She has been an avid reader and lover of ménage romances since she read her first book in this genre about three years ago.

In January of this year, Maia submitted her first ever manuscript to Siren Publishing. She wasn’t at all confident that it would be accepted and in fact she was expecting a nicely worded email with a resounding no! Much to her surprise less than two weeks later she had an acceptance and a signed contract in hand. Since then she hasn’t looked back and currently has three books in her Grey River series set for publication.

Outside of writing, Maia loves to eat, so she loves to cook! Her herb garden is legendary, but she still has issues getting tomatoes to grow. She’s been a performer for years, and has even sung on international stages, she would love to own a classic Ford Mustang one day and of course have the opportunity to race it on a race track without fear of a speeding ticket.

Although ultimately her dream is to be able to write full time on a sandy beach with a Mai Tai at hand, she is quite happy to fit her writing in when she can. As long as someone reads her books, gets a laugh and maybe come to love her characters and much as she does, then she feels that she is living her dreams no matter what!

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Thank you for hosting me for my latest release, The Fire Goddess and her Wolves – Shifters of Freedom Springs 2. This book releases on August 18th with Siren Publishing. If your readers would like to, they can post questions to me on Twitter using the following hashtag #sofs and tag me using @Maiadylanauthor and I will answer them as I see them.

THE FIRE GODDESS AND HER WOLVES

Blurb:

Fiona Aideen is a Fire Elemental who knew how to take care of herself just fine. It was the two wolf shifters who claimed she was their mate and the psychotic demon with a God complex hell bent on the destruction of earth she was going to have some difficulty with.

Cole and Travis Winters were twins with a mission. Convince their mate that she is exactly what they want and need, and that they can be the same for her. They both knew that getting Fiona to accept them both would be a challenge, but neither of them were willing to take no for an answer. Not when the prize was so damn perfect for them and everything they had ever hoped for in a mate.

Can the three come together to solve her portion of the prophecy and bring them one step closer to victory, or will Fiona’s past and her fears stop them before they’ve even begun?

**erotic romance, M/F/M, paranormal, shape-shifter, anal sex, double penetration

Buy Link – www.bookstrand.com/the-fire-goddess-and-her-wolves

BOOK COVER…

The story…

PG EXCERPT:

“Fiona.” Cole’s voice was cautious, much like it was when he talked to their horses when they were spooked. “You wanna tell us why you look like you’re expecting to have to fight your way outta here at some point during this conversation?”

Fiona flinched slightly, but her expression didn’t change. “I’m sure I have no idea what you mean, Cole.” Her voice was pure steel and ice. Something was really wrong here. “Just tell me what you’ve come here to tell me, then leave. I only have ten weeks to solve my portion of the prophecy and I need every single moment to gain control of my power.” Travis narrowed his eyes at her. He had a nasty feeling he knew what she was expecting.

“Fiona,” Travis said, fighting to keep his voice calm, “do you think we’re here to tell you we don’t want you?” He felt his brother flinch beside him, and it was obvious he hadn’t come to that conclusion. “That somehow there’s been a mistake and we have come to the realization that you aren’t our mate and that we are here to tell you that?”

Oh. Shit. That was exactly what she thought. He could tell from the look on her face. He stared at their mate. She had no idea how beautiful she was, how fucking desirable she was to them, and what she would come to mean to them both. He and Cole could only hope that she would come to care for them half as much.

“Fiona.” Cole’s voice vibrated with pain, not for himself but for their woman who had faced more people turning their backs on her than opening their arms. “Baby, that’s not what we have come to talk to you about. Hell, that couldn’t be farther from the truth.”

Travis leaned forward drawing her gaze. “I know you don’t know me yet, lovely.” He took a breath to slow his racing heart. “And, God, I hope you want to get to know me, but please believe me when I tell you that you are my mate. You are our mate, and you are everything we ever hoped to have in a mate. Cole has talked about you incessantly since I got back and I have hung on and soaked up every damn word. I definitely like everything I’m hearing and seeing, and all it does is make me yearn to get to know you better.” Finally, her face seemed to soften.

“If we had known”—Cole sat forward so that they were both leaning toward her with their elbows on their knees—“that you were thinking those thoughts, doubting that you are our mate, we would have been here a lot sooner. Jesus, Fi, it breaks my heart to think that you’ve been sitting here for the past two weeks believing that we made a mistake!” Travis watched as her face became vulnerable and her eyes shimmered with unshed tears.

“The only mistake we made, Fiona, was leaving you here on your own for so long. We would have moved heaven and earth to have been here with you,” Travis said softly, then panicked as he watched a single tear slide down her cheek and her chin start to wobble. Fuck this! He leapt up, moved around the table, and plucked her off the arm chair, then moved back to sit on the couch with her in his lap, right next to his brother. Damn, she felt fantastic in his arms! With the three of them sitting so close that she was effectively lying across their laps, he felt their mating bond snap stronger into place.

All three of them trembled and he knew that they had each felt it. “See, lovely?” He squeezed her in his arms, loving how she snuggled into him and placed her hand on Cole’s where it rested on her thigh. “That makes it real clear that you are our mate. The mating bond is in place and will only grow stronger between us if you’ll let it. We aren’t asking you to let us claim you right this second. All we want is the chance to get to know you and explore this attraction we have for each other. Do you think we can do that?”

The moments between his soft question and her answer stretched, and just as Travis thought she was going to turn them down, her face bloomed with a smile so beautiful his heart ached. “I’m not sure that getting to know me will make it easier or harder to start or try to have a relationship with me. I can be kinda difficult sometimes, and I do have a little bit of a major kinda fly-off-the-handle type of temper.”

“No,” Cody deadpanned, “I’ve never seen that in you.”

“Shut up, Cody, you dick.” Fiona punched him in the arm with a laugh, and Travis grinned. “But as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted…” She glared mockingly at Cole, who grinned unrepentantly back at her. “I’m not sure what will come out of getting to know me better, but I’m willing to give it a try if you are.” She smiled shyly at them and Travis resisted the urge to whoop and holler his joy. He just grinned and hoped she could see his joy at her words, then he leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to her lips, enjoying her surprised squeal at the move.

“You won’t regret this, Fiona.” He leaned back to stare into her shocked eyes and smiled when she raised a slightly shaking hand to her lips. When she turned to Cole, he leaned in and kissed her just as softly.

“We’ll do everything in our power to make sure you never do,” Cole whispered as he sat back to give her a little room. Her smile was shy, but her eyes flashed with heat and Travis felt his heart swell. All he and Cole needed to do was convince her that they could be what she needed. He and Cole had never failed at anything they set their minds to as a team, and they had sure as hell had set their minds on Fiona. Hell, they had their hearts set on her, too.

© MAIA DYLAN, SIREN PUBLISHING, 2015

*****

Excerpt R

Then Cole gently pushed a finger into her pussy and started to drag it in and out of her, imitating the act of making love, and she shivered at the feeling. She felt him rub against something inside her that had her arching up off the bed, screaming. “Holy shit! What in the hell was that?” she shouted, not even caring that both men laughed.

“That, lovely…” Travis informed her, and when she looked back at him again he was stroking his cock and watching her. Apparently he liked to watch. “…Was your sweet spot, or G-spot. And now that he’s found it, I have a feeling that Cole is about to rock the very foundations of your world.” Then Cole turned her into a blubbering pool of exposed nerve endings by strumming that spot within her in time with the strong draws he made on her nipples, swapping from one to the other, making sure to give attention to both equally.

Fiona had never before guessed that the two were connected, but now knew that there was a direct current of pleasure that ran from her nipples to her clit, then onto her G-Spot, that had her trembling on the edge of the abyss so damn fast it had her head spinning. Then, without warning, the wave broke over her, drowning her in pleasure. She arched her back, and with her mouth opened in a silent scream, she writhed against Cole as she rode her orgasm to the very end, then lay there fighting to breathe.

“Holy shit, that was amazing,” she groaned, her voice raspy from all the screaming her men were making her do. Then she felt Chase move to lie over her. She lifted her knees and spread them to make a cradle for his hips and knew the moment had come. Her mates were about to make love to her and take her virginity, and even though it would be Cole that did the actual taking, as far as Fiona was concerned, she was giving it to both of them.

“Fiona, are you on birth control, honey?” Cole was tense, as if he were keeping a strict hold on his arousal and control. Fiona nodded. She had been on birth control most of her life to regulate her periods, but she didn’t need to go into the joys of that. She saw his eyes flood with pleasure.

“We’re clean, honey. We can’t contract anything that would hurt you or put you in any kind of danger, and one day we would love nothing more than to see you nurse our pups, but for right now, we loving having you to ourselves.” Fiona’s heart swelled at the thought of having their child, then all thought vanished as Cole pressed the head of his cock against the sensitive folds of her pussy.

Holding his gaze, she lifted her arms to wrap them around his neck and then rolled her hips up against him, which drove him past her opening.

“Christ!” Cole’s head flew back and he trembled on his arms for a moment, and Fiona enjoyed the feel of him inside her. “Fuck, baby, you feel fantastic! So fucking hot and wet.” Cole leaned his head down and pressed his forehead to hers as he started to gently rock his hips, slipped deeper and deeper inside her as he went, slowly filling her until he groaned and she felt his hips meet hers, and she knew he was fully inside her.

Fiona felt full and stretched, and although there was a definite pinching feeling, she hadn’t felt any real pain. “Are you okay, Fi?” Cole breathed, his breath mingling with hers. She nodded and bit her bottom lip, loving the feel of him inside her. When he pulled out and then pushed back home again slowly, she moaned as sparks of pleasure radiated from her pussy that had her shuddering.

She felt fantastic and feeling him slide in and out of her was amazing, but she felt like something was missing. She needed something more from Cole and she knew he was fighting the need to give it to her the way she seemed to want it. She loved him more for the fact that he held back, but she needed him to know she wanted more.

“Cole,” she groaned, lifting her hips to meet his next thrust, loving the fact that his eyes crossed slightly at the move. “Baby, I need you to move a little faster.” She kept her eyes on his so that he could read the sincerity in them. He frowned a little and then moved a little faster and harder into her, which had her immediately moaning her pleasure.

Taking that as a hint, he sped up and moved harder, and Fiona was suddenly spiraling toward another orgasm. “Damn Cole, you fuck me so good! I’m gonna come, baby, just for you this time. Just for you!” Fiona screamed the last word as she shattered again. Cole suddenly pushed up on his arms and slammed his hips into her twice as he roared her name, and she felt him flex within her before the hot feel of his cum splashing inside her had her moaning.

Hot. So damn hot.

Cole collapsed slightly onto her and she held him tight to her. She could feel his heart pounding against her and she shuddered at the feel of it. Then, everything within her melted when he shuddered in her arms. “Goddamn it, woman! You ruined my carefully-thought-out plan.”

She smiled at the laughter in his eyes. “My plan was better.” She winked at him, making him laugh out loud.

© MAIA DYLAN, SIREN PUBLISHING, 2015

Five questions for the author

Q: What is it that you most love about writing?

A: There are limitations in most everything you do in life. Pesky things like the laws of physics tend to make some things impossible. What I love most about writing is that the only thing that you are truly limited by is your own imagination. The world’s I create are like the description my three year old daughter gives of her paintings when I ask why the sky is always purple. “Because I like purple, mummy, and in my painting it can be what I like.” So my worlds are filled with what I like – mystery, magic and the impossible.

Q: Where do you do most of your writing?

A: The true answer to that is wherever I can! I write a lot on planes as my day job – boo – means that I fly a lot and stay in hotels. I have also been known to write when I should be working because I am at a part in the book where I just need to see what happens!

Q. Where do you find inspiration for your characters?

A. Everywhere and in every one I meet. I have a friend who is a lawyer, and every now and then she will slip into lawyer speak where I will require a legal definitions book to translate what she has just said to me. I based some of Rowena’s character on her.

Q. What are you working on at the moment?

A. I have two books in the Grey River series on the go at the moment. Basically because of two wolves who are extremely impatient! Every time I open another WIP I find myself writing about these two so I have had to start their story just to get some peace! Also, book four and five of the Shifters of Freedom Springs series are in the planning stage too.

Q. Do you have anything to say to your current readers or to those that haven’t yet read you work?

A. If you have read any of my books, thank you so very much! It blows my mind that someone has actually read something that I wrote, but gosh I hope you enjoyed it! Did you? Please let me know, I find I suffer from a slight case of needy-nelly with my writing. If you haven’t read my book, but you love erotic romance stories between strong men and an independent woman, where the path to their happily ever after can be a bumpy one, but there is always a happily ever after, and their love and laugher is real on every page, then you’ll find my books right up your alley!

Author bio:

Maia Dylan lives, loves and works in beautiful New Zealand. She married her best friend and they have two adorable, but stubborn children who obviously take after their father.

Maia’s career has featured a lot of travel, and she has filled her time at airports and in the air with books, books and more books. Her love of erotic paranormal romance has seen her amass a huge library. She has been an avid reader and lover of ménage romances since she read her first book in this genre about three years ago.

In January of this year, Maia submitted her first ever manuscript to Siren Publishing. She wasn’t at all confident that it would be accepted and in fact she was expecting a nicely worded email with a resounding no! Much to her surprise less than two weeks later she had an acceptance and a signed contract in hand. Since then she hasn’t looked back and currently has three books in her Grey River series set for publication.

Outside of writing, Maia loves to eat, so she loves to cook! Her herb garden is legendary, but she still has issues getting tomatoes to grow. She’s been a performer for years, and has even sung on international stages, she would love to own a classic Ford Mustang one day and of course have the opportunity to race it on a race track without fear of a speeding ticket.

Although ultimately her dream is to be able to write full time on a sandy beach with a Mai Tai at hand, she is quite happy to fit her writing in when she can. As long as someone reads her books, gets a laugh and maybe come to love her characters and much as she does, then she feels that she is living her dreams no matter what!

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