Great .99 Deal and New Releases

What a crazy past couple of weeks. I swear that August is just flying by, which is fine with me. I'm all ready for the cooler weather.

In the past few weeks, I've signed two contracts with Changeling Press. This is for a Halloween short and another one coming out for Christmas. Been editing and taking a bit of a break to catch up on my reading.

In the mean time, I have had to books released with Purple Sword Publications:

Frozen Hearts & Blazing Souls W/Siobhan Kinkade

BLURB

A prophecy exists: an Empress will rise from the ashes of the ruined empire.

On the run from a vicious sorcerer, Tazu seeks refuge in a ruined temple where she collapses into the arms of a stranger. When she wakes, she finds she has unearthed a relic from a fallen empire.

For years, Ryu has punished himself for the death of the Empress he once protected, but in Tazu’s presence, the ronin discovers the strength to heal both her physical and emotional wounds. Her closeness shakes his dormant heart and stirs the inner beast he has fought so hard to control.
Kyo, a warrior turned mercenary, hunts Tazu at the request of the sorcerer, Ning-Tse. Once Kyo discovers Tazu, he also finds himself entranced by her quiet strength.

The sorcerer wants to exploit the power Tazu struggles to conceal, but the two warriors who have fallen for her will stop at nothing to keep her safe. The sorcerer’s insatiable greed sets the prophecy in motion, placing Tazu and her dragons on a path toward war, redemption, and the reclamation of long-lost power.

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Sanguine Angels: A Vampire Collection - $.99

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THE ETERNAL KISS by Diana Castilleja
 
Diego Viteri has lived for centuries with only one real goal, to avenge himself against the one who destroyed the man that he was and created the creature he is now. He is suffering a growing loneliness that is becoming impossible to ignore. His only reason for not ending his life is to see that Brakka is served his justice, and then Diego can rest.
The last thing he is expecting is to have an encounter with a human woman who is willing to jump between himself and Brakka during a harsh and bloody battle. Their one meeting changes everything for Diego, bringing to life emotions and wants that he has long believed to be dead to him.
As he follows Titania and her band, his needs reshape into something that he can't ignore. Before he knows what he has done, he bonds with her and sets into motion the very thing he swore he would never do to another person. He has shared his curse and in the process may have very well killed her. And there is only one choice to be made to try to save her.

SANGUINE KISS Kiss by Alexandra Christian
Vengeance is only the beginning…
Gillian Thompson wants to end her life. Deserted by her lover and desperate for peace, she thinks that death is the only answer. But life never closes one door without opening a window. On a fateful night, the one that should be her last, she meets the dark and mysterious Seth, who seems to understand the depth of her pain. Rather than let her kill herself, he offers Gillian a new life beyond pain and regret. A life bathed in bloody kisses and bittersweet vengeance.

Soul Reaper Series Book One: MASQUERADE by Crymsyn Hart
 
Even behind the mask, no one is what they seem.
Brenna has been in the shadows for years. Veronica has been trying to escape her ex forever. Each is living lives they never assumed would be theirs. Each is hiding behind a mask they never desired to wear.
True love has finally come to Brenna in the guise of Cain. Before she can fully realize her affections, her life is shattered by something that steps out of the darkness. This intrusion threatens her growing relationship.
Veronica stumbles into Brenna and her world is thrown upside down. Drawn to a woman she doesn’t know. She sees Brenna’s growing affection for Cain as a hindrance. She tries to warn Brenna that not all is what it seems. However, she doesn’t want to listen and now danger is on their doorstep. Veronica’s ex, Devon, has caught up with her.
Will Brenna and Veronica survive their ordeal? Will Devon come for them both? Or will all masks finally come off?

BLOOD ANGEL by Anastasia Rabiyah
Born into a life of poverty to a mother who doesn’t love her, Angela doesn’t have much hope. One night, a stranger offers her a few comforting words, but little does she know he will change her life forever. She struggles to make her own way, falls in love with a boy from school, and tries to dig herself out of the sad world she’s trapped in, but it all comes apart when that same mysterious stranger returns to claim her for his own.

Cover Reveal: Frozen Hearts & Blazing Souls with Siobhan Kinkade

Good Morning Everyone!

I have some cover goodness to share this lovely Monday Morning.

Coming Soon from Purple Sword Publications co-authored by Siobhan Kinkade and myself is Frozen Hearts & Blazing Souls. This is something special that we have been working on for a while. It is the first in a series about dragon warriors and fallen empires rising from the ashes.


Blurb:

A prophecy exists: an Empress will rise from the ashes of the ruined empire. 

On the run from a vicious sorcerer, Tazu seeks refuge in a ruined temple where she collapses into the arms of a stranger. When she wakes, she finds she has unearthed a relic from a fallen empire.

 

For hundreds of years Ryu has punished himself for the death of the Empress he once protected, but in Tazu’s presence, the ronin discovers the strength to heal both her physical and emotional wounds. Her closeness shakes his dormant heart and stirs the inner beast he has fought so hard to control.

Kyo, a warrior turned mercenary, hunts Tazu at the request of the sorcerer, Ning-Tse. Once Kyo discovers Tazu, he also finds himself entranced by her quiet strength. The sorcerer wants to exploit the power Tazu struggles to conceal, but the two warriors who have fallen for her will stop at nothing to keep her safe. The sorcerer’s insatiable greed sets the prophecy in motion, placing Tazu and her dragons on a path toward war, redemption, and the reclamation of long-lost power. 

New Release Dragonkin: Storms from Amira Press

Hey Everyone! Today is release day and I am so excited to have Dragonkin: Storms out with Amira Press.

A little bit about how the book came about. I wrote the original Dragonkin four years ago that is also with Amira Press. At the time I was dealing with the death of my grandfather who was a huge influence in my life and the story helped to filter the emotions I was experiencing. It's about love and loss and finding love again and I thought the story was finished.

However, over the years I have had readers contact me who loved Dragonkin so much they have asked me if there would ever be a sequel. Well I thought about it and the muses started contemplating something that turned into an idea that I could run with for a plot. Dragonkin: Storms is a very different story. The original characters from Dragonkin play an important part in the story and we get to see how their family has grown.

But storms is a different story about Savanna,  Drake, & Wyeth and how they find love amidst the storms going on in their life. I hope you enjoy reading it it just as I did writing it.


BLURB:

Drake rescues Savanna from certain death. Her touch stirs his inner dragon. He brings her to Wyeth’s house to make sure she’s safe.

There’s something about Savanna that Wyeth can’t shake. When both men converge at Savanna’s, anarchy ensues. Savanna is Drake’s only hope of returning home, another world filled with magic and dragons.

Savanna’s falling deeply in love and can’t let either man go. She won’t pass up the opportunity to get Drake home, but she's not sure she leave Wyeth behind. With the coming storm threatening to rip them apart, the dragon has fully awakened within Drake and it also wants Savanna.

EXCERPT:

She turned back, about to return to her car, when she saw Drake approaching the house.

“Hi.”

“Hi.” He didn’t look at her. There was a restless energy about him that she had seen the other night, but it was more than that. It seemed that he was in a hurry. He wanted to flee, and yet, that other part of him wanted to stay. And deep within her, she wanted to comfort that part of him. Reading the different parts of him was exhausting.

He stood next to her while she knocked. The silence between them stretched as she waited for Wyeth. Savanna tried not to notice Drake, but it was tough, considering what had transpired between them and the fact that he was a beefcake. “So, the other night. You kissed me.”

“I did.”

“Is that something you do all the time? Kissing strange girls you’ve just met?”

Drake’s gaze traveled down her face and settled on her breasts before it moved back up again to her eyes. “Was that a problem? You didn’t seem to mind.”

“That’s not the point. You told me and Wyeth something that you don’t tell anyone else, and then you do that and walk out. You’re an enigma, and because of all of this three of us are connected on some strange level now.”

“Is that what you think?”

“Don’t start playing test the psychic. I’m not up for it tonight.” She crossed her hands over her chest and stared at him. It took everything in her, because when it came to men she was never the straightforward one in the relationship. She gritted her teeth, because she sensed the very thread between them pulling tighter, making her crave to be closer to him. It hadn’t been so bad before when Savanna was away from him. Now that they were feet apart, she yearned to rub along his body and smell his musky scent. She closed her eyes and took in a few breaths as the cool night air caressed her.

“I wasn’t testing you,” Drake said, his voice inexplicably closer to her than before.

Savanna opened her eyes, and he was inches from her. It took all her willpower not to throw her arms around him. “Then what the hell were you doing?”

“Truth?”

“I’d hope so. I-I would appreciate it after everything that happened.”

“After I left your apartment, I came back to the lighthouse and started packing. I got halfway packed, but I couldn’t banish you from my mind.” Drake rested his hand on the wall, trapping her between him and the wall. He stared at her with the intensity of a hunter that had found its prey and was waiting for her to bolt. “I did everything I could to push you from my thoughts. Let’s face it, you’re not my type for a human woman. I’ve had many, and don’t think that your size deters me, because it doesn’t.”

“Yeah. I get it. You don’t like buxom beauties or fat chicks. I’ve heard it before.”

“You asked for the truth. Nevertheless my thoughts returned to your lips and how you felt against me, and the heat that we had shared. You speak to the beast inside of me. I needed time to sort things out. I didn’t know if I could leave, and then I sensed you had come here. I had to come see you.” He captured her lips in a hungry kiss that curled her toes and made her moan.

“Hey, Savanna…” Wyeth called. The place where Drake had kissed turned into air. She heard one of them cry out in pain. When she opened her eyes, Wyeth was the one on top of Drake this time, hitting him.

“Dear Lord, not again,” she muttered. “This is getting ridiculous.” Men did not fight over her. “Guys, enough!” She tried to grab onto Wyeth’s arm, but he pushed her off. She landed on her ass, which hurt, and then she heard a rip where her dress tore up the side. Hot tears of frustration and anger lined her eyes. She stood up, and her anger consumed her. The heat of it made her so warm that she was sweating. A fire sparked inside of her. It glowed within her mind. She reached out her hand, as the energy needed a way to escape because she could not contain it within her. If she even tried, she would burn up. Savanna focused it down her left arm. A grapefruit sized fire ball appeared and landed next to Drake’s head.

Both of them stopped fighting.

All the energy drained from her. Dots appeared on the edge of her vision. Savanna sank to the ground. Wyeth slung a hand around her waist, and Drake came to her other side until she was suspended between them. They walked her inside and set her on a chair. The cool air helped clear her senses. Drake knelt before her, patting her hand. Wyeth returned with a glass of water and held it to her lips so she could take a sip. As she swallowed it, feeling parched and wrung out, she was able to concentrate.

“How did you do that?” Drake asked. His voice was filled with awe.

“Do what? Shoot fire out of my hand? How the fuck should I know?” She turned to Wyeth. “Really? You had to jump on him and start fighting.”

He was taken aback and his face paled. “He was kissing you and…” 

Quick Look into The Dragon & His Houseboy 2

Hi Everyone,

How many of you loved The Dragon and His Houseboy 1? Well I loved the world so much, I decided to write a second one that will be coming out from Sugar and Spice Press on Oct. 20th.

I hope you enjoy this new installment because I've started on a third one as well taking all the characters from the first two and putting them into the up and coming book. But I'm getting ahead of myself here.

Here is a quick except to steam your glasses and make you dream about sexy dragon shifters.

Blurb: 

Wyr is a dragon hybrid who has been alone for over a hundred years and an outcast among his own kind. When mistaken identity makes him the priest for a local village, he takes up residence in a cave within a volcano. While he gives advice to the town, he keeps his true heritage hidden.

Tahan is the son of a local merchant with an arranged marriage looming over his head. He wants nothing of his father’s business or the marriage. Instead, Tahan has a few secrets of his own and has eyes for the village priest. Tahan admits he knows the priest’s secret only to face his anger, but when Tahan touches him Wyr realizes his true affections for the man.

In order to save the man he loves from the volcanic eruption, Wyr must reveal his true nature. By doing so, his existence is threatened. Still he would do anything to make Tahan happy and see him safe. Even give up his life. 

Excerpt:

The miniature dragon jumped into the air and flapped around the room until it settled on the altar and nibbled on a piece of fruit. Wyr’s stomach growled and he realized he was hungry. He ran his hands over his thighs, and it was then he remembered he was still wrapped in the towel and it was fairly sheer.

“That is a marvelous talent. Something the god would appreciate,” he said and shuffled his feet, trying not to feel the attraction flaring through him.

“Is it good enough for me to stay?” He stared at him.

 All Wyr could focus on were those smoldering blue eyes under long cinnamon lashes. His throat went dry again. Wyr shook his head and found the words. “I really don’t think…”

Tahan slid his hand over Wyr’s growing erection and squeezed it. “I know the true reason why you sent me away yesterday. I understand your anger when I revealed that I knew what you were. You’ve been keeping it a secret because you know the villagers won’t accept it. Just the way they won’t accept me. Another reason why you were livid was because you don’t want to admit to yourself you’re attracted to me. Tell me I’m not right.”

He tried to clear his throat, but Tahan held him captive. His emotions whirled around his mind. His heart slammed into his chest. Wyr tried to back away, but Tahan placed a hand on his shoulder. The soft touch ignited the pull he had for the other man. The little dragon let out a small stream of fire and ignited one of the candles on the altar. Heat flushed inside of Wyr as his muscles contracted again with an oncoming shift.

Wyr tried to remain calm and focus on his breathing, hoping the shift wouldn’t overtake him. The transformation had already started. His back muscles were bunching along his shoulder blades, gathering mass to hold the weight of his great wings. His skin itched. When he glanced down, his tanned skin had already taken on a mauve hue.

“You should go.” He forced out the words.

“I’m not afraid of you,” Tahan said. “That should be evident by me coming here, falling to my knees and begging you to let me stay here. By touching you and kissing you the other day. I’ve seen how you looked at me when I’ve visited in the past, the longing in your eyes and how you stiffen up when I get close.” Tahan squeezed his cock once more.

A moan escaped Wyr’s throat. Beads of perspiration slid down his temple. He yearned to wipe them away, but didn’t dare move in case the sudden movement agitated his fragile state. “None of that matters.”

A devilish smile turned Tahan’s mouth up. He stepped closer and conformed his body to Wyr’s. “Yes, it does. You’re just fighting it because you don’t believe I’m really attracted to you. You’re thinking I’m only doing this because I want sanctuary. But I’m not. I’ve wanted to be with you for a long time. All those times I’ve watched you, I saw the hurt you held inside. It was in the way you carried yourself. Anytime you come to town you try to remain aloof, but I see the longing in your eyes. The council doesn’t see it, but I do. Please let me stay.”

Wyr’s muscles trembled as Tahan’s warm breath blasted against his flesh. The other man rested his head on Wyr’s shoulder, placing kisses along his collarbone. The ache to wrap his arms around the other man nearly crushed him, but Tahan had said exactly what was on his mind. He was showing him affection because he needed a place to escape from the world and he had hoped that Wyr could provide that. Of course the more he thought about it, the more he yearned to have him for a companion. It had been a long time since he had been with anyone. Tahan flicked his tongue along Wyr’s Adam’s apple and spikes of delight rammed through him nearly overcoming the twisting of his muscles from the change. His cock grew firmer from the contact and he was burning up from the inside out.

“Let me stay,” Tahan whispered. He met Wyr’s eyes.

His will was crumbling. He sighed and tore his gaze away. “Fine. You can stay, but don’t think that you have to…”

Tahan placed a finger to Wyr’s lips. “Trust me. This is what I want to do. Just relax. Please.”

Wyr saw the need in his eyes. The desire ran rampant through him. All he wanted to do was give himself over to Tahan, but the shift was happening. “Relaxing is near impossible when I’m about to shift.” He stepped away and rolled his shoulders, feeling the dragon scraping along the inside of his skin to get out.

Tahan touched his back and massaged his muscles where the tension was held the most. He arched his back and began to calm down. As Tahan rubbed the area, the dragon retreated. He studied his arms and saw the flesh was no longer shaded purple. It had never happened before. The weight of his wings receded. He had heard whispers among the shape-shifter community of these things happening, but he thought they were just a myth.

“Does that feel good?” Tahan asked.

“Mmmm…very good. Stop for a moment.”

Tahan groaned. “If you enjoy it, then why do you want me to stop?”