August News, Notes, and something New!–explicit content warning!

Well, I’m back from vacation and hard at work. Here’s what’s new with me:
I’ve started a yahoo group with the goal of getting LAW turned into a movie. It’s a serious group. Here’s the link:http://groups.yahoo.com/group/AngelasEaglesAnd please, read the details before you sign up.
I’m deep into book six now–Where We Stand–and you can read a bit of it below. Hope you’re okay with the changes, but like with life, you can’t stop progress, no matter how painful.
I’ll be asking for Beta Readers through my Facebook page sometime late next month. You’ll find out what book at that time, but it will not be LAW 6. It’s not going to be ready that soon. Most likely, it will be The Network. This is the link to my FB page:https://www.facebook.com/Angela7white
My websites are crazy right now, and this blog hates my paypal widgets. If you have trouble ordering, please email me at: cloudninepublications@yahoo.com.
I’m going to be the narrator on my audiobooks. The male reads have yet to be determined. I hope to have The Survivors out by Christmas.
I think that’s it. Have a nice month and enjoy the first chapter!Waving eagerly,Angie



Where We Stand: Book 6
1The War has begun to change us.The mental cliffs we've been forced to leap–the horrors we now hold inside–are nothing compared to the physical. We're harder, stronger, more determined... and also weaker. We need each other so much more now, and it creates vulnerabilities that we must learn to control.We're angrier, as well. We know the government survived and that we'll have to fight them to remain free. We've faced Slavers and nature, direct attacks from crazed refugees, and personal hatred inside our own borders, but all of that was to prepare us for this moment. We represent what's left of the great American herd.And I'm scared.They are going to come for him–these people will know everything–and Adrian will be unprotected except for me and the top Eagles. That won't be enough to defeat the government. If they get ahold of Adrian, the entire world will finish falling. His powers are so magnetic that he could be used to draw in every gifted person on the planet. With all that light gone, all that hope, our civilization will crumble.I have to ask something of Brady, something he'll be tortured by. I need him to help me save the man he wants dead.
Angela closed the notebook and slid it under her mattress. It was actually Adrian's book and the entry was her first. The log of personal thoughts and plans had been exhausting to even skim. She was both dreading and looking forward to exploring it in depth, though it would take a while. At least ten of them, the large stack of notebooks had been inside the tent when she and Marc had come here from the shower.Angela flushed, smiling as she flashed back to Brady on top of her, shuddering in pleasure. He'd taken her three more times during the night, like he couldn't get enough, and for every time he'd exploded, so had she.Angela felt her body wake.What a difference! She'd enjoyed him as a teenager and their recent playing had been fun, but this! This was something that would tighten their bonds every time it happened."He’s awake."Angela winced at the note of tired anger in the mental message. She'd put Charlie on the medical tent last night to monitor things, and she had no doubt that he now knew of Adrian’s desires."Thanks.""Okay to go? He’s too weak to block and I need a break.""Yes. Get some sleep."Charlie’s snort was quick. “Yeah, like that’ll happen now.”Angela determinedly took a few more minutes for herself instead of rushing to comfort or cover. Charlie would be upset for a while, but he would come to realize what everyone else who knew already had–she didn’t want Adrian in return. She had her Brady back. Nothing could compare to that.Body lighting up again, Angela looked over at the naked man sleeping next to her. Even relaxed, he put off an air of menace.And that comforts me, she thought.Angela watched him roll over, exposing a bare chest and faint nail marks. She blushed, drawn instantly into the memory of putting them there. Straddling Marc had been educational, to say the least.“If you keep throwing out that vibe, you’ll wind me up again.”Angela flushed darker. “Maybe I meant to...”“Come here.”Marc’s husky voice sent a chill down her spine and Angela did as she was told.Marc felt warm skin settle next to his, a slightly rough leg draping over his thigh, and tugger her closer. Even dreaming, there was no mistaking that smell. And in here, there were no rules he had to follow, no fears that had to be conquered. He was allowed to take what he wanted."And what do you want?" that lusty voice inside asked. "What way would you have it?"Marc slid his hands around and under, moving closer. "Together."The demon nodded eagerly. That fit with his plans.Marc nuzzled her cheek, inhaling deeply. "Mmm. You smell good."His hand went to her hip, rolling her onto her other side and he moved up against her. He curled one thick arm under her, hand immediately going to cup her breast. The other went over her hip to pull her back against him. The feel of her this way was enough to bring Marc closer to the edge.He put her leg over his hip and readjusted so that he was pressed tightly against her thigh. When he slid his hand to the slick flesh between her legs, her body arched against him and he pushed inside."Mmm...""Ohh..."Marc didn't waste time. He brought her right to that edge with his finger strokes and held himself on it as he thrust in and out. The fit from this angle was amazing. Pleasure seared him from head to foot and his balls grew heavy.His fingers stroked her faster, pressing harder, and she arched in climax, body clamping down.Marc let go of his control, shoving forward to explode inside her willing body.Angela’s nails digging into his wrist was the first sign that registered. Still shooting into her with nerve-tingling jerks, the others followed in rapid succession. Tangled hair around his hand, tight body, sore muscles...Marc hurriedly pulled out, and was unable to stop from covering his ass. He pushed against hers and rode out the rest of the intense pulses. Maybe she wouldn't notice.Marc groaned as she pushed back against him and sent a wave of pleasure through them both. She definitely wouldn't if he shoved her over the rainbow again.Marc sent his hands back to her sensitive flesh, pushing away the guilt. What were the odds that she'd get pregnant again from the first time? There was no way fate would hit them that way twice in the same lifetime.
2Duty pulled Brady from Angela’s hot arms just after a pale dawn that still promised rain. No one came to get him up, but the alarm in his mind brought him to alertness. It said the camp was stirring.Marc eased off of the air mattress and pulled the blanket up to Angela’s shoulders as she snuggled into the warm spot he’d left. He stole a minute watching her sleep, then pulled on his jacket and boots and quietly zipped up the tent behind him. He hoped everyone would give her a few more hours, but knew it was unlikely when he spotted Kyle and Daryl nearby.They didn’t speak to him as he went toward the Mess for coffee, understanding those two were her protection now that he wouldn’t be with her.Marc looked back to verify it and found both guards standing outside the flap, backs to it and hands on holsters.

Read the full first chapter (20 pages) here:http://www.scribd.com/doc/161746445/Where-We-Stand–Book-Six