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Monday, January 4, 2016

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Anna Lowe - Cara Wylde - Phoenix Johnson - Lori King - Crystal Dawn - Kiki Howell - Rachael Slate - M. Corchis - Angelica Dawson - Ariana Hawkes - Ann Gimpel - Amber Ella Monroe - Gina Kincade



Inclusions: 

Strangers in the Night (Desert Wolf 2) by Anna Lowe
Nothing has ever scared this big, bad alpha as much as his mate’s pregnancy, especially when their quiet weekend getaway doesn't go exactly according to plan. A whimsical and sexy tale of hope, fear, and undying love, featuring wolves you'll love and a whole new shifter species that bursts onto the scene.

Carpathian Wolf (Shift Your Fate, Book 0.5) by Cara Wylde
Rebecca Gilbert is a sexy, curvy, and confident woman who knows what she wants. She’s a successful and respected chartered accountant in New York and seems to have her life figured out. The only problem is she can’t find the right guy to share it with.

Sick and tired of the dating scene, stressed because of her demanding job, Rebecca needs a new perspective. That’s why she takes her friend’s advice and goes to see Kassandra, who is well-known for her abilities as an…empath. The old woman doesn’t only feel what Rebecca feels, but also knows exactly how to help her. However, when she tells her to pack her bags and board a plane to Europe first thing in the morning, Becca thinks she’s insane. On the other hand, she does need a vacation.

A new country, a strange language, a small medieval fortified city in the heart of the mountains… It’s safe to say Rebecca is forced to step out of her comfort zone. The empath told her she’d find her destiny here. She doesn’t know much about destiny, but she knows the tourist guide, Emil Severin, is one of the hottest men she’s ever seen. Green eyes, dirty blond hair, a wicked smile, and an adorable, panty-melting accent–yes, he’s exactly what she needs. Emil seems to want her too. In fact, he can’t keep his hands off her. Then why is he holding back? There’s something he doesn’t want to tell her, something that prevents him from taking her hard and fast. Well, tough luck, because Becca is determined to find out what it is. If Emil is, indeed, her destiny, then she’s not letting him go without a fight.

Once Bitten Twice Shy by Phoenix Johnson
In the days following their kidnapping, Krissy and Derek’s rest comes to an abrupt end with one phone call. Derek’s ex-girlfriend has just arrived from England, and she wants her man back.

Aubree is not a woman who gives up easily, and it doesn’t take long for her to play dirty. The tables are turned, however, when the wolf takes offense.

Can Derek stop his canine self from hurting his former flame?
Who is the mysterious stranger on his way to Derek’s apartment?
Will Krissy and Derek ever get to lead a normal life?

Nixed by Lori King
Annabelle Raven has grown up with Nix Whiteoak as her family’s deadly enemy, while he has spent years defending his family from her pack’s killer forces. Both sides have lost in this feud as they find themselves dying off with only a legend to guide them. They’d both do anything to protect and care for their families, even if that means marrying the enemy.
Face to face with destiny the two find themselves caught in a whirlwind of lust and raw emotions. Is it possible that fate has played the dirtiest trick of all on them both? Could they really be fated mates?

Secret Desire by Crystal Dawn (Erotic Fantasies Series Book 2)
Kimmie is twenty-eight and the youngest of the group of white wolf cousins that have agreed to keep their distance from the werewolf world. She’s a lighthearted party girl but that just hides her sorrow at having to stay away from Paul just because he’s a wolf. Sometimes she wonders if it’s worth all her misery, just to stay human.

Mystical Mayhem by Kiki Howell
When rogue shifters capture Aiyanna, a Native American Indian with a dragon spirit, she finds herself tied to the wall of a cave, about to be the sacrifice in their twisted sex ritual. Their intention is to conceive another chimera, the legendary paranormal superman of Alaska. What the group didn’t plan for, is the real chimera, Xander, coming to their sacrifice’s rescue.

Once in his cave, as Xander cares for Aiyanna’s wounds and shares a little of his rough life, the two find they are life mates. The next step in their lives should be clear. Instead, in this world gone mad, where paranormal creatures, which once lived secretly on the fringes of society, are currently joining together for evil purposes, indecision reigns.

As lines are drawn, war ensues, and personal struggles mount. Xander is called to join a Special Activities Division of the CIA. Decisions must be made even as the mystical mayhem continues around them.

Matching Dragons by Rachael Slate
Nothing—and no one—will stand in her way.
Kadence Thorne will do anything to save her sister, even risk the fury of her seductive new Lotus League partner, Lok. But she didn’t join the secret league of assassins to become a Lotus, and failing the entry test was only the beginning. As punishment, they’re sent to the island of the Eight Immortal, Han Xiangzi. Only through offering the Immortal a trade he can’t resist can she find a cure for her sister. And Lok? Well, he’ll just have to tag along for the ride.

An outcast in one world, a fugitive in the other.
Amongst his dragon kin, Lok of the Shenlong Dragons is an azure-scaled beast, capable of manipulating the skies to his every whim. In the human realm, he is Lok Smith, a powerless human who must conceal his true identity at all costs. Falsely accused of murdering his den-mates, Lok has spent the past century searching for their killer—and a way to clear his name. When the Matchmaker offers him her aid in exchange for joining her Lotus League, it’s a chance Lok can’t refuse. Even if it means being paired with a woman as intoxicating as she is infuriating.

Pushed to the edge of passion…

Kadence’s search brings Lok dangerously close to exposure. Even worse, there’s a treasure hidden inside Kadence, one that he—and every other dragon—will do anything to possess. When Kadence’s schemes throw his plans off-balance, Lok will have to straddle both worlds and pray they don’t collide.

Rebel Howl by M. Corchis
Rebel Howl rule the record charts and all the benefits that go with being Rock Gods are in endless supply for the five-man band. Booze, sex and women are always ready and available. Lincoln Cruz is the lead singer and Alpha to his small pack. He’s crude, possessive, arrogant, demanding, cocky and sexy as hell—the Ultimate Alpha Male. Life on the road leaves little time for their wolves to run free. On this fateful night, once the band finishes a concert in Detroit, they cross the border into Windsor, Ontario and head out to Malden Park. As the pack lets loose, a child sidetracks Lincoln. Her scent is enthralling and her tears pull at his heartstrings. When Lincoln comes face to face he with the girl’s mom, he realizes she is his One True Mate. Unfortunately, she doesn’t know who he is and has no desire to. Lincoln must prove himself worthy of Savannah, protect both mother and child and gain the little girl’s trust in order to help her survive. In return he just might find salvation.

Woman's Best Friend by Angelica Dawson
Loren has kept his full moons a secret since a wild dog bit him. When he instinctively obeys a dog trainer, he realizes the dog may be more than an occasional part of him. Judy can tell him to sit and stay, as long as she doesn’t ask him to go.

Once Bitten Twice Smitten by Ariana Hawkes
When curvy roller derby chick Aspen Richardson was a kid, two werewolf pups chased her in the forest and one of them marked her. Years later, and on the cusp of her first shift, she’s tracked down by the two alphas, both desperate to claim her as their own. Aspen hasn’t been lucky in love so far, and when cool, laid back Brad and hot-headed, impetuous Chase go crazy for her dangerous curves, it’s beyond her wildest dreams.

Gabrielle's Cauldron by Ann Gimpel
Hybrids and full bloods became sworn enemies millennia ago.

A hybrid witch, a full blood warg, and a fairy make unlikely companions, but maybe that’s what it takes to save the world.

Gabrielle McCallaghan sucked it up and quit a job she hated to spare her uncle the embarrassment of firing her. With her bond fairy on her shoulder, she strides through a crowded neighborhood contemplating her options.

Out of nowhere, a striking, full blood magic wielder appears and makes a beeline right for her. Gabby’s hybrid witch magic is no match for his, so she tries to evade him. The fairy does her best to help, but the contest is laughable. Even in his human form, the wolf-man is far stronger than she—or the fairy—ever dreamed of being.

With sex as a lure, Gabby is drawn into a deadly game of intrigue that started over a thousand years before. The stakes are high and the timing abysmal, but she falls in love in spite of herself. Can she and her full blood lover make a life for themselves? Or will the long-running battle between full bloods and hybrids pound the fragile bond between them to dust?

Shifter Unleashed by Amber Ella Monroe
Brock Justice is a wolf outlaw and active in the movement for shifter equality. His current mission is to stop the proceedings that would revert shifter-owned lands to the State using eminent domain laws. The outlaw and his band of brothers cultivate a plan to raid the governor’s possessions, take anything of value, and leave a ransom note. In a twist of events, Brock ends up kidnapping the governor’s daughter. But how can he be a true mercenary when the woman he’s supposed to hate unleashes his mating urge?

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Thursday, October 20, 2011

GUEST POST: Mixing it up…by Sommer Marsden With Giveaway!


Mixing it up is a term that can mean fighting. That pretty much covers what I had to do with myself to mix genres. Mixing genres was something I was initially dead set against. See, paranormal scared me. I found there were too few rules. To many ways for me to trip myself up or sink my own damn battleship, if you will. I am not a world builder or a myth builder. It’s not how I’m wired. I do not have the patience for that sort of thing. I leave it for the pros. If you go and dig through the dried bones and carcass of my myspace page I bet you will find a blog that said writing paranormal terrified me.

Until it didn’t.

I started with ghosts (those eventually turned into the Seekers series). I was basically a ghost aficionado. I loved all things spiritual: angels, ghosts, Native American roots (I gots ‘em) and recognizing that the world is all in synch. I am a firm believer in the whole “Take what serves you and blow the rest away with a breath of kindness” dealio.

So I made myself a liar with the ghosts. Ghosts were fine. No big deal. But never ever, ya know, vampires or werewolves or that kind of stuff. Never.

I think I made myself a liar on that one with Base Nature. I do believe that was my first werewolf full length. I’d done one or two short stories for Ruthie’s Club then (Old Wives’ Tale and Wickedly Built) but those were just shorts. *snort* You can’t actually count them. Nor could you count my tale for RC called Marks. Hint. Vampire.

Because they were shorts—a blink of the eye, really—and did not count. Don’t even say I broke my own rule until…well, *sigh* Base Nature.

Seems I was less and less scared of scary things.

But okay. So I wrote a werewolf novel..so what? It’s not like I was working with zombies or anything. I don’t even like zombies. Zombies are animated dead things that run around biting people. So not sexy. Um…but I bet a good zombie exterminator or four would be hot. And they all are intertwined with sex and lust and love and partnership and a mission to save people from hungry undead things…Poppy and Garrity and Cahill and pretty Noah and…
*gasp*

Well, hell, I just wrote a zombie book, didn’t I? Okay, three of them! Do not judge me.

And somewhere in there, Ellis Bach popped into my head with all is big bad werwolfness. And Tyler Gent crept in, cold and sexy and so…well, kind of sweet in a searing wit kind of way. And then there was Ruby. Who couldn’t make up her mind and loved them both and wanted them both and got that shot. At having them both and…

So back to the no paranormal rule I had. Yeah, you can trash that. It’s kind of a moot point now. But I will absolutely never…*ahem*…ever do fairies.

Comment for a chance to win a pdf (or electronic format of your choice) of Big Bad and if you comment along every stop of the Big Bad Blog Bash, you can win Ruby’s socks (pictured on my blog. The tour schedule’s over there too.) Yay! J

XOXO
Sommer


Blurb for Big Bad:
Lust according to Ruby: 
You read those books where they explain it all away. They make it fine with rationalization. But what if I just want to? What if that's my whole reason? My life is not a romance novel. I don’t need justification. I’m a grown woman who knows what she wants. 

I want Ellis. And I want Tyler

And I won’t apologize...

What’s worse than wanting both your best friend who’s a vampire and the just-back-in-town alpha werewolf you find yourself fixated on? Finding out that the werewolf in question wants you, too. But he isn’t too keen on the sharing part. Oh, and by the way, you’re his dead mate.

Okay, okay, dead is harsh—reincarnated.

What’s worse than that? Realizing that you believe the whole crazy tale of reincarnation. Because it seems to be true.

And yet you still want them both—together. Vampire and werewolf and you in the middle. Stuck between two predators who want you and only you. To complicate it all, you find out that you can have it. With your new/old mate’s blessing. But just one time before he claims you as his. 

Are you brave enough to take it? That one shot?

Well...Are you?

Warnings: This title contains graphic sex and language, spanking, m/f/m sex, multiple partners.


Excerpt from BIG BAD
I opened my eyes and screamed. Then I hid under the blankets—quickly.
“Well that’s not a very nice hello,” Ellis Bach said.
“Oh my god. What are you doing here? What is he doing here?” I screamed to Tyler who I knew—thanks to his supersonic ears—would hear me no matter where he was.
Ellis laughed and the dark easy sound of it curled through me like smoke. I felt warm and horny and wet from that one single sound. Clearly I was insane.
“I smelled you,” he said.
I peeked out from under the blue and green plaid duvet. “Pardon?”
“I smelled you. I smelled your scent.”
I peeked so that only my eyes were visible to him. “Gee…that is…um, nice? Actually, I have to admit, it’s offensive. Because I immediately think you’re insinuating that I stink.” I blinked. “Which I might because I fell asleep before a shower and…” I petered off, unable to finish my own thought.
His dark blue eyes stared me down. His hair, a sandy color that made me think of long days in the summer sun, hung in his eyes and I wanted to touch it. It looked soft and I wanted to know if it was. “You do smell like sex,” he admitted.
I pulled the blanket back over my head. “Great.”
“But that’s probably because you and Tyler had sex, right?” He laughed again and it was all I had in me not to throw back the covers and attack him.
“Ugh. Yes, we did. But I wasn’t expecting visitors the moment I opened my eyes.”
“Hey, you wanted to meet him.” It was Tyler’s voice from the doorway. Full of humor and a bit of resentment if I was hearing it right.
“Not like this,” I growled and decided—fuck it—I pulled the covers down, covering my breasts and the rest of me but freeing my head and hair and shoulders. I did like oxygen, after all. I leveled my gaze at him—realizing on some level I was highly turned on by them standing there in the doorway, almost shoulder to shoulder, staring at me like they were hungry. “Why? Whywhywhy did you do this to me!”
“Not that I’d l normally defend my friend Tyler here, but I came up and knocked. I literally did smell you. And something about you smelled familiar and…” He cocked an eyebrow and I felt another irrational physical urge to touch him.
“And?”
“And delicious,” he said and licked his lips. They were full and pink and his tongue was just a tad darker pink.
I said something like “Ugh” and he smiled. Tyler did not smile, though. Tyler glowered and clenched his fists. I remembered the feel of his lips and teeth on my inner thigh and a hot blush rose in my cheeks.
I saw his nostrils flutter just a bit as he caught the scent. Ellis grinned and cleared his throat. “She seems to be annoyed. And aroused if I’m not mistaken.”
Flex-flex-flex went Tyler’s long almost delicate hands.
“And I’m not mistaken,” Ellis said.
“I’d like to take a shower,” I said.
“By all means.” He stepped back so I could walk from the bed to the door unimpeded. But he didn’t leave.
“Ellis, get the fuck out of here.” Tyler didn’t look like he was finding any reason to be amused at the moment.
“You, too.”
They both stared at me then.
“What?” For the look on his face, Tyler looked like I’d staked him instead of asked him to leave.
“Both of you please,” I said softly. “I just feel…fragile,” I finished weakly.
“Fine,” he growled and turned to the door, yanking Ellis after him.
If Ellis had even had it in his head to stand his ground, there would have been no budging him without bloodshed. It was evident in his muscular frame and the way he carried himself. But he was playing along and he stumbled out into the hall along with my host.
I wrapped Tyler’s entire sheet around me and shuffled to his bathroom. I could feel them out there—or so I imagined—and when I stepped into the hot steam of the shower, my skin prickled like they could see me, too. I stood in that hot water forever, even once my hair was clean and I had rinsed and repeated. Finally, there was no denying it any more. I got dressed and went out to the kitchen where they sat in nearly angry silence, waiting.
For me.

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Blurb for Lunatic Fringe:
Poppy's birthday should be a big, fun, sexy deal. And it is, until the zombie exterminators find out that the creepers in their neck of the woods happen to be switching the game up a bit. They have a new nifty trick that keeps them from being readily recognizable. Something poor Poppy is unlucky enough to find out on her morning run. She goes from fantasizing about her birthday foursome with the boys, to running home to spread the bad news of mutation.

Her big day is suddenly full of machetes, a lady from the CDC and news of a new vaccine that might—or might not—work. Lucky for Poppy the boys won't let the new turn of events ruin her birthday, they still take her where she needs to go. Because all four of them know, every day could be your last. Sadly, Garrity, Cahill and Noah can't control what happens next. Things change, possibly forever, for their little group of exterminators. And over the next few days Poppy realizes a few things with perfect clarity: she loves Garrity, the thought of losing one of the boys terrifies her, and she's completely at a loss when it comes to one of her own being threatened. It seems to be the one area in which she can't pull off the bad ass persona.
What will she do, she wonders, if their perfect group of four suddenly becomes a group of three? How will she survive?


Excerpt from LUNTIC FRINGE:

All the hair on the back of my neck stood up despite the lovely afterglow of Garrity sex.
I thrust my legs into some yoga pants and pulled on one of Garrity’s shirts that I’d stolen because it was so soft and even after washing it smelled like him. “Get dressed,” I said.
“Hey, the boys can—”
“I know they can,” I said. “But we need to get down there.”
“What’s up?”
“I have a bad feeling is all.”
Garrity opened the hamper and yanked out a pair of jeans and a Henley instead of going to our room to get clean clothes.
“Nice,” I snorted.
“Hey, I improvised.”
“So you did.” I grabbed my two brand new shiny sawed-offs and handed him one. “Here, because I am super duper nice.”
Moi?” he said with mock glee.
“Just because when that doorbell rang my stomach dropped. Take it and shut up about it.”
He kissed the side of my head. “Yes, ma’am.”
“You know it.”
We went downstairs together, each of us armed, guns loaded and cocked.
Cahill was by the front door. One of those old-fashioned deals to match our old-fashioned farmhouse. The wooden door had a large picture window of leaded glass. Curtains covered it to keep us private, but still when we looked out, whoever was out there could see in.
“I don’t want to open it until Poppy has a gander at her,” Cahill said. “After what happened this morning.”
“Good call,” Garrity said, right on my heels as we hit the bottom of the steps.
Noah walked in holding a nifty little sword he’d picked up online. It was shiny and pretty and had a stylized hilt and yet…functional as all get out.
“Ready?” Cahill asked.
I took the other side of the door and he unlocked it, swinging it wide. We faced the woman on our porch through the screen door. Which really, if you think about it, is not much of a barrier if someone wants to eat you.
I pushed the barrel of the gun to her through the screen and though she flinched, her big brown eyes found mine and she said, “Pleases hurry up and let me in.”
I eyed Cahill. “She’s speaking. The one on my run didn’t speak.”
“Put your hand up to the screen,” Garrity told her.
She did it and he pushed his hand to hers through the fine mesh. Then he leaned in and smelled her. “Feels fine, smells fine, no change.”
“What’s your name?” I demanded, my hand on the simple hook-and-eye lock but not moving. I wasn’t convinced yet.
“Sandra Lynn Baker,” she said. I could hear the fine tremor in her voice and recognized a woman trying to keep herself under control when I saw one.
“Why are you here?”
“I’m with the CDC, and we are going around talking to the exterminators in the area about some new developments in—”
“Pull her in,” I said to Cahill, and I popped the lock. I yanked the door open, and he took her arm and tugged Ms. Baker in.
“Oh!” she said and stumbled over the threshold.
I locked the screen and then the door and nodded to Garrity. He caught my look and said, “How about some coffee, Ms. Baker?”
“Oh, um, sure.” She smiled at me, but I must have unnerved her. So her eyes roamed, settling on Noah—pretty, pretty Noah—and she smiled at him. When he smiled back, she seemed to relax some.
I have an effect on women and Noah has the opposite. I weird them out, and he soothes them. It’s a good system.
“Let’s go. In the kitchen, please,” I said. “I have a feeling I know what you’re going to say.”
She followed Noah, and I followed her, and Cahill brought up the rear. He put his hand to my low back as we walked, ushering along with a light touch. I might have been torqued up from anticipating this little talk, but that touch made my body rush with heat and blood. I had a brief wishful mental image of the four of us together in bed and felt myself blush.
“Try to focus, Poppy,” he said, chuckling softly. “We’ll have time for all those dirty thoughts later.”
How did he do that? How? “What—” I started to pretend I had no idea what he was talking about, but he said, “Body language” in a way that made it impossible to argue.
Instead, I just blew out a sigh and went into the kitchen.

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