Sneak Peak: The Paranormally Yours Anthology

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Seven of today’s hottest paranormal authors come together to bring you a boxed set guaranteed to keep you warm on a cold winter’s night. Do shifters make you howl? Or do you prefer the bite of a vampire? Perhaps the controlling hand of a demi-god is more your style. Paranormally Yours has a story—or seven—to set your pulse racing.

Enjoy this sneak peak at the Paranormally Yours anthology which will be available everywhere on Friday, December 5th.

 

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For Heaven’s Cakes

by Diane Saxon

Blurb:

Twelve years of living in Ireland smoothed Beau’s rough edges, and hard work as a construction worker made him a wealthy man. The call of his pack is stronger than he can resist though, and he isn’t averse to returning to show his small home town in America what he’s made of himself.

What he doesn’t anticipate is meeting the local pharmacist’s daughter – in his wolf form. By day, he renovates the pharmacy, and tries to cajole the lush assistant into having dinner with him. By night he watches Catherine bake her fantastic creations and blossom through her art.

Sleeping on her bed each night in his wolf form isn’t exactly ideal, but how does he tell her the wolf she’s come to love, is the man she lusts over?

 

Excerpt:

The cracked, peeling paint looked different from the way it had twelve years earlier when Beau had been a regular visitor to the pharmacy. His younger brother obviously still was from the way he strode inside, allowing the door to bump against the stopper and bounce back. It creaked and groaned at the stress, and almost hit Beau in the face. He shot his arm out to stop the door with the heel of his hand, feeling the crackle and splinter of the paint against his skin while he observed the quick grin on his brother’s face as Zeke glanced over his shoulder at him. Bloody kid, never would grow up. Zeke would have just laughed if he’d managed to break his nose for him. Always one to challenge the supremacy of the pack, he’d probably ruled the town in the absence of his two older brothers.

Zeke had taken pride in showing him around. A lot had changed, fast food restaurants had sprung up – they’d filled their bellies in one, enjoying the rich taste of the promised breakfast.

With a shake of his head, Beau wiped the shards of old paint from his hand and stepped inside.

Doc Tyler must still own the place from the way the shelves were stacked – exactly the same as they always had been. Beau tracked his gaze around the pharmacy, noted the perfect placement of each item, not a speck of dust in sight, unlike the outer shell of the building. On a closer look, the shelves had deteriorated, some of the screws had pulled loose and not been fixed back into the wall.

He’d bet his life the old boy still kept the condoms behind the counter so he could monitor the teenagers and scare the shit out of them for daring to think about having sex. Doc Tyler should have been proud of them, at least they were the responsible ones, those who bought condoms instead of risking unprotected sex.

He glanced at the counter, and expected to see skinny Doc Tyler, eyebrows pulled low as he glared over the top of his half-moon glasses. Beau had thought he was old twelve years ago, he was probably ancient now. The guy had scared the ever-loving crap out of him when he was kid, but looking back, there was no-one who’d shown him more charity than the Doc. A tough word and a soft heart.

Instead of the old boy, a curvaceous brunette stared at him with eyes the color of cinnamon. Her startled gaze caught and held his with stunning luminosity and a hint of familiarity in them. His automatic reaction to the sight of a beautiful woman was to smile, but she ducked her head and applied herself to serving the middle aged lady who struggled to keep a pair of lively young boys in hand.

Zeke made straight for the counter, leaned his elbow on it and cupped his chin in his hand while he stared at the delicious, buxom morsel on the opposite side. With a flick of her hair, she lifted her nose and ignored him completely while she addressed her customer.

“Thank you Mrs. Porter, I hope it helps.”

She gave a stiff smile while she kept her attention on the older lady who scrabbled with her package and hastened her two boys from the shop as though she believed Zeke’s wild boy attitude was contagious. Beau glanced at Zeke who stared with puppy dog eyes at the assistant. Perhaps it was.

“Hey, kitty cat.”

Beau tried not to roll his eyes, but his brother was so predictable, his deep Irish voice smoothed the way for the next woman to take her place between his sheets.

“Zeke.” All cool business, the woman raised an eyebrow and Beau sidled in closer, unable to resist the soft curve of her mouth, the wide invitation of her eyes.

“What can I help you with today?” The slow roll of her husky voice gave his breath a sharp hitch.

Beau imagined she’d practiced the line so many times in an attempt to avoid all the connotations and interpretations his bad brother could spin on it. Still, Zeke leaned in, gave her his undivided attention and a wolfish grin, “I need a party pack. What would you recommend?”

She drew in a long breath through her delicate nostrils and Beau watched with increasing interest as her ample bosom expanded. She blew out through beautifully sculptured lips and his mouth watered.

“Zeke, I think you know we don’t carry adequate stock for your requirements,” Beau almost spluttered out his appreciation of her cheerful rejoinder, but she held up one long, elegant finger “…but I can offer you these.”

As she turned to the shelf behind her and bent over to reach the condoms, Beau stretched onto his toes to get a good look at her over the counter. The rounded globes of her ass were nicely enhanced by the tight stretch of her black skirt. His pulse kicked up and he gave an uneasy swallow. He lowered himself back down as she straightened and turned. The quick flick of her gaze caught his again before she gave her attention to his brother.

“Here you go, Zeke. I placed a special order just for you.”

A soft choking sound came from Zeke as he picked the blue box up from the counter. Face blank, the pretty assistant stood stock still. The only giveaway was a rapid blink of her eyes as she waited patiently.

You are an evil woman.” Zeke managed to splutter out as he studied the box, then waggled the condoms at her. “I have never bought extra small condoms in my life.”

 

Links :

Author Website                              http://dianesaxon.com

Author Blog                                     http://www.dianesaxon.com/blogspot.html

Author Facebook Page                  www.facebook.com/authordianesaxon

Author Twitter                              @Diane_Saxon

Author Goodreads Profile            http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/19843221

Author Amazon   http://www.amazon.co.uk/Diane-Saxon/e/B00DDL4C5W/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0

 

 

Uncaged

by Christy Gissendaner

Blurb:

Mixed breed vampire shifter, Gabe Moncrief, has made a name for himself in the Cage, an arena where only the strong survive. He’s training for the fight of his life–and vengeance–when Rain Pettis appears. As an Elemental – a supernatural being descended from Zeus himself – she holds the key to his future in the Cage.

As much as she loves her brothers, Rain needs to break away from their overwhelming influence to become her own person. Gabe is the only shifter capable of standing up to them. But when Rain learns a secret that tests her loyalty to her family, she has a decision to make. Does she risk it all for love? And can she bear watching Gabe endanger his life within the Cage?

 

Excerpt:

An ill-timed crack of lightning singed Gabe’s eyebrows. He ignored the sizzle of energy, and landed a final punch. His opponent’s eyes rolled back into his head, as he sank to the ground. The elemental effects of the arena disappeared. Gabe once again stood in the center of a dirt ring. No rain drummed on his head. No dust clouds or lightning threatened.

Gabe didn’t wait for the announcement of the knock-out to echo across the arena’s sound system. He strode to the center of the ring and lifted both arms into the air. A chorus of screams reverberated in the arena, bounced off the rafters, and grew to a deafening roar.

He lifted his gaze to the owners’ box. The tallest of the three figures lingering within the glass structure lifted his hand in salute. Gabe tilted his chin and moved his gaze, zeroing in on the lone female within the box.

Rain Pettis was a force to be reckoned with, both literally and figuratively. Unlike her eldest brother, she didn’t acknowledge him as the victor of the fight in any way. She was strictly professional, always dressed in formfitting black business suits, with her blonde hair swept into a tight bun. The tiny black glasses she wore weren’t prescription. Elementals had perfect vision, courtesy of their godly sire. The glasses perched on the end of Rain’s perfect nose were merely a costume piece for the role she played as the unattainable ice princess.

She didn’t fool him one bit. He’d seen the looks she gave him when she thought he wasn’t paying attention. She was interested—no doubt about it. But he’d always steered clear. To mess with the youngest Pettis would be akin to having a death wish. Rumor had it her brothers were overly protective, even going so far as to threaten any man that dared touch their sister. The risk didn’t stop Gabe from sweeping his gaze across her oval face, luscious lips, and lower, down to the tiny hint of cleavage displayed by her lace-trimmed blouse.

Nice. He was enough of a vamp to consider flying up to the box for a closer look. Only the dangerous warning vibes her brothers sent his way kept his feet grounded in the dirt.

A sudden shower of cold rain washed over him. He swiped his hand over his damp face and grinned. Apparently she’d caught him staring. A cold shower was definitely what he needed. Nothing got to him quite like a woman determined to play hard to get.

 

Author Links

Website – http://christygissendaner.webs.com

Twitter – http://www.twitter.com/christygis

Facebook – http://www.facebook.com/christygis

Goodreads Author Page – http://www.goodreads.com/christygissendaner

Kay Dee Royal Interview and Giveaway: Savage Smoke

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Welcome Kay Dee Royal to the blog with Savage Smoke. Read Kay Dee’s interview below and find out what makes her tick. Check out her giveaway to lucky commenters, and remember to leave your email address to enter!

Giveaway:

3 sets of book 1 & 2 (Staring Into the Eyes of Chance – Book 1, and Savage Smoke – Book 2)

1 – box of Sees Chocolates (US only)

2- e-copies of Savage Smoke

6 prizes – one winner for each

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Author Interview

How did you choose your genre? What made you write this book? I love reading erotic paranormal romance—shifters-r-me;) I was naturally drawn to write what I read…the initial idea of the heroine for book one in the LIIA series happened by an event – my friend losing her husband and mentioning how many women were in attendance at his funeral. Hmmm. My heroine, Olivia, developed right then and there…fifty-five year old woman just loses her husband and finds out he’s a philanderer (obviously I juiced it up) – my friend lives on a large property where she allows all wildlife to roam freely…no matter what it is. So, I also used this little gem too 😉

Writers write what they know, and must observe the world. Are you a first born, middle or last child and how does this shape your view of the world? I am a first born, but rather than being the responsible one as I was all through childhood and well into my thirties, I became a dreamer. Leaning more to the spiritual side of things and shutting off the news – local and worldly because honestly I became sick of the panic it created in me and others. I’ve tapped into a fiction writer’s world and find there’s nothing ugly or panicky about itJ

Where is your favorite place to write? My three-season room…although I move around to a number of comfy chairs in my house, I love to go camp out at a café now and then just to alleviate the cabin-fever and enjoy a fresh-brewed latte 😉

How do you feel about killing your darlings, and what do you do with the remains? It’s really tough to be objective with my own writing—I can edit the tar out of someone else’s manuscript, but with mine *shakes head* it’s a struggle to let go. So, I came up with a dump sheet (I guess in essence it’s a dump site 😉 Yep, it isn’t quite so hard to dash a line or scene if it will grace a page somewhere…and that’s my dump sheet. Ask me how many times I’ve read it…uhmmm, never. But it gives me peace of mind knowing it’s there if I want toJ

You are introduced to your favorite author. Who is it, and what is that one burning question you must ask them? First off, I’d probably have to pick myself up off the floor. *giggles* My favorite author is Kate Douglas…and some of my friends have met her personally. I emailed her and she allowed me to interview her for a romance site where I blog;) My burning question is: ‘What was the turning point in your career—how did you know recognize your success?’

Inquiring minds want to know…tell readers something about you that no one knows. I used to fish in local bass tournaments with my husband or with my father. I grew up freshwater fishing…and still enjoy it when we can get out thereJ

You are stranded on a deserted island with only a back pack for company. What three items are in your survival pack? Only three items…hmmm, I guess a giant lighter or box of matches, knife—sharp one that can be used as a multipurpose tool, hunting implement, and weapon, and then some kind of pan I can use to boil water and also cook food. Good question…there’s so many things that went through my mind, but they’re all luxuries and wouldn’t really be of use to survive;)

If you could have one super power in your existence, what would it be? The ability to heal the world and everyone in it without anyone knowing or realizing who did it…it just happens 😉

Favorite snack? It’s ever changing…depends on if I’m on a health kick or not. My favorite treat is dark chocolate;) Does that count *smiles*

Indy 500 – Do you know how to get where you’re going or do you drive the speed limit? Well, I never drive the speed limit and I usually plan out my route so I hit every place I need to go driving in the least amount of traffic (even if it takes a few extra miles).

Thanks so much Danita – your questions were creative, had fun answering them, and your place is amazing. Thank you so much for allowing me this time and for sharing my series / story;)

 

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Savage Smoke – Book 2 Lycan International Investigation Series

Genre: Erotic Paranormal Romance

Sizzling HOT! Warning: Lots of two-somes, three-somes, even more-somes, like it stimulating, arousing, and positively natural…or supernatural.

Tagline: Will Trevor rescue Lindsey in time to save her from shifting into Smoke’s pack, and will she even want saved?

 

Blurb:

Chance and his LIIA pack of agents search for rogue Lycan mastermind, Smoke, kidnapper of Lindsey and fifteen other human women he plans to use for procreating his own army.

Trevor, Chance’s right-hand Lycan, wants his mate back, but believes she’s fallen for her captor. Lindsey loves Trevor but believes he’s given up on her.

Will Trevor come around in time to rescue Lindsey and save her from shifting into Smoke’s pack, and will she even want back with Trevor after spending so long apart?

Amazon; Muse It Hot Publishing Store

Also available at many other fine e-book stores.

Excerpt:

So far, Smoke didn’t share Lindsey with other males, but she was aware of the orgies inside the central building. She heard a few women talk of them. Some even liked them, being surrounded by hard-bodied men hung like rocket launchers. Those women went at it without the use of the stimulation drug Smoke used on everyone else.

She was used to the little needle pricks and welcomed them. It made acting the part with Smoke so much easier, believing in her heart Trevor made love to her, but guarding that fact from Smoke by holding Trevor’s name in the secret place, locked safely away.

Lindsey understood some of the sexual attraction. She had that once, but she couldn’t go there in her mind. Smoke searched her thoughts almost daily and always found if she’d tapped into any memory nuggets of people she loved. He possessed psychic abilities others didn’t. Already, the thoughts of Trevor that had emerged she’d need to bury before Smoke returned.

If an orgy ensued during their pack meeting, Smoke would be preoccupied for a good while. She reached her arm underneath the mattress, where a few weeks ago she saw Smoke slide his journal. Lindsey had fallen asleep with her back to the fireplace. A crack of thunder wakened her in time to witness Smoke closing a journal and placing it beneath the mattress they shared.

Lindsey touched its leather cover, wrapped her fingers around it, and hauled it out.

 

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Staring Into the Eyes of Chance – Book 1 Lycan International Investigation Series

Genre: Erotic Paranormal Romance

Sizzling HOT! Warning: Wild and lust-filled love scenes, extra stimulating, arousing, and positively natural…or supernatural.

Tagline: Olivia swears off men until she meets Chance, a Lycan alpha. He ignites an undeniable hunger they can only sate together.

 

 

Blurb:

Olivia endures a thirty-four year passionless marriage, discovering her dead husband’s philandering history at his funeral. She devotes her energy and life-long sensitivity with animals to her wildlife refuge and preserve.

Chance, a Lycan alpha and leader of the Lycan International Investigation Agency (LIIA) throws himself into his investigations. He chooses to neglect his duty of finding a primal-mate after watching his father become an empty shell over the loss of his.

A murderous rogue pack draws Chance onto Olivia’s wildlife preserve, sending Olivia’s animal sensitivities into overdrive. Chance and Olivia discover a sizzling force driving them together.

Will they succumb to its enticing tether, or fight to resume their loveless lives apart?

Amazon; Muse It Hot Publishing Store

Also available at many other fine e-book stores.

 

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Kay Dee Royal Bio:

Kay Dee Royal writes paranormal, fantasy, and contemporary erotic romance—maybe because they’re also her favorite genres to read! She pens tales with wild, rugged heroes and strong, intelligent heroines. She’ll give them both a few shadowy secrets, making her stories intriguing and fun. She resides in Southern Michigan with her family (her dogs, her cats, her caged husband… you get the idea). You can find the latest on her titles from her publisher, MuseItHot.

Website: Blogs: http://www.kaydeeroyal.blogspot.com; http://ravencraftrealm.blogspot.com

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