Hi Everyone,
It’s vampire time! Author Shiela Stewart brings her vampire paranormal romance to the blog today. Enjoy! š
Title: Charming the Darkness Unlike his twin brother Dante, Daniel Vega had never been comfortable as a human. When he was offered eternal life as a vampire, he turned his back on his family and welcomed the darkness. All was well until Chaos, the one man Danny thought he could always count on, goes missing. Now, shunned by his own kind, it seems that leaving Jacobās Cove is his only option. Until he crashes into a high-spirited redhead… Born from witches, Starla Raine has spent her entire life learning to control and manage her powers. Then she discovers and is drawn to Jacobās Cove, a city magically cloaked in darkness. When Starla runs into Daniel Vega, a man connected to the infamous spell, she knows just what to do. Hold him hostage and, using any means possible, convince him to give her what she wants. Soon, the two forge an unlikely partnership and a bargain is struck. Danny agrees to help Starla find the ritual, but only if sheāll work with him to locate Chaos. At first he doesnāt mind using her magical abilities, or her body, for his own gain. Sex is just sex, after all… Until someoneās heart gets in the way. AllRomance | Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Champagne | Kobo |
She bolted up and Danny had a moment to think damn before his body locked up. It was the best way to describe why he had no ability to move any of his limbs. āWhat the hell?ā As hard as he tried to move he just couldnāt.
And he had no idea why.
āYouāre a vampire?ā She backed away from him, her brown eyes wide as she glared at him.
āWellā¦yeah. What the hell is wrong with me? Why canāt I move?ā It was like his brain had lost communication with the rest of his body. Yet he could feel everything. Weird.
āI froze you. You were going to bite me.ā
āOnce again, yeah. Vampire here and what do you mean you froze me?ā He was straining so hard to move that if he wasn’t careful he was going to drop a load in his pants.
āIām a witch.ā
āA what?ā
āA witch.ā
At least he could use his face and, frowning at her, said, āYouāre a witch?ā
She folded her arms over her chest and cocked her hip to the side.
He corrected his earlier thought. She wasn’t just hot. She was damn hot!
āYeah, whatās wrong with being a witch?ā
āNothing wrong with it. You just donāt look like a witch.ā
āWhy, because I donāt have a green face and a pointy nose?ā She rolled her eyes.
āNo, becauseā¦well, youāre hot!ā There was no denying it, the woman had curves in all the right places and that tight black v-neck t-shirt she wore teased of ample breasts. Never mind the blue jean that looked painted on. āOnly children think witches look like that. Iām not that stupid.ā
She planted her fists on her hips and gave him an indignant look. āI donāt like your attitude.ā
āNo problem. Unfreeze me or whatever you need to do to give me back the power of my body and I can be on my merry way. Killer, hurry your ass in there already!ā Where was that cat anyway?
āKiller? There are more of you in here?ā She spun around, facing towards the entryway to the kitchen.
Oh, this was too perfect. āOh yeah, thereās a whole bunch of us here and we are all going to take turns sucking the life right out of you.ā
She narrowed her eyes as she turned to face him. Maybe he should have used less sarcasm. āI donāt believe you.ā
āSuit yourself. Come on out, guys!ā This was too much fun. Her face went white as snow.
Then Killer walked in, meowed, and wound his body around Dannyās legs. How was he supposed to pretend to be mean when the cat was cuddling up to him?
āThereās no one else here, is there?ā
āSure there are.ā He was losing her rapidly.
āI donāt think so.ā Daringly, she inched towards the doorway, peering around the corner.
Danny just couldnāt resist. āGet her!ā
She jumped, spun around in some sort of karate kick, her fists raised and ready.
It was the hottest thing heād ever seen.
Raised on a rural farm in Saskatchewan, Canada, Shiela Stewart relied on her vivid imagination to fill her days. Never did she realize that her need to tell a story would someday lead to becoming a published author.
In the fall of two thousand and six, Shiela published her very first book and she hasnāt stopped since.
When not writing, Shiela spends time with the love of her life and biggest supporter, William. She enjoys doting on her children and granddaughter. She has a strong affection for animals which is evident in the five cats, one dog, plenty of fish and one turtle she owns.
Some of her other passions are home dƩcor, crocheting and knitting.
Hi Everyone! My writer pal Pippa Jay is here today with an awesome cover reveal and excerpt! Enjoy!

Abandoned. Hunted. Out of control.
Gethyon Rees had always felt at odds with the universe, and hoped for an escape among the stars. But discovering he has the ability to cross time and space with just a thought brings more problems than it solves: a deadly bounty hunter who can follow him anywhere, the unwelcome return of Tarquin Seckerāthe mother who abandoned himāand an ancient darkness that seeks him and all those with his talents.
When an unforgivable act sets him on the run, itāll take more than his unearthly powers to save his skin and the lives of those he cares about. Itāll take a sacrifice he never expected to have to make.
A science fiction adventure novel previously published by BURST (Champagne Books), and part of the Travellers Universe. A 2014 SFR Galaxy Award Winner for Most Awesome Psychic Talent and a 2015 EPIC eBook Awards finalist in the Science Fiction category. Also now includes the SF short story The Bones of the Sea.
āWith colorful worlds full of nuance and dimension, characters that walk off the page, and themes that anyone who has been either parent or child can relate to.ā J.C. Cassels, author of The Black Wing Chronicles series
āThis fast-paced, gripping ride zips through time and space, love and loss, rebellion and acceptance.ā Anna McLain, SFR Galaxy Award judge
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Excerpt
āHello, there.ā The bright voice snapped Gethyon from his brooding, and he glanced up. A girl with silver skin and black tiger-stripe markings smiled down at him, her crop of red hair almost blood-colored in the twilight. He lifted a hand in silent greeting. āYouāre Gethyon, arenāt you? Gethyon Rees?ā Despite the blandness of his welcome, she hunkered down into the sand, wiggling her backside in an effort to get comfy, with a crooked grin on her lips. Unease coursed down his spine at her expression. It reminded him all too closely of another face, one with hair a paler shade of auburn and sapphire eyes. He nodded confirmation. āIām Jinxuri Chei-har of the Veen,ā she said. This time Gethyon couldnāt restrain a smile. āThatās some name.ā The girl shrugged. āI didnāt choose it. But you can call me Jinx, if you like.ā At that, she thrust out a hand, and after a moment, he took it. Sudden pain splintered through his arm into his chest, and he yanked his hand free to massage the feeling away. He stared at Jinx, but she just continued to grin at him. āAre you a friend of Dephonās?ā he asked, with a trace of suspicion. Was this something his old rival had set up to keep him occupied? āNot really. I heard there was a party, so I stopped by.ā āYouāre a gatecrasher?ā Jinx leaned forward and whispered in conspiratorial tones, āNot going to give me away, are you?ā She leaned back and eyed him carefully. āYou donāt seem very happy. Arenāt you enjoying yourself?ā Gethyon shrugged. āNot your kind of thing, huh? Iāve been told youāre a bit of a genius with technology.ā āWho told you that?ā āOh, I hear things. Iām good at it.ā She smiled. āYou live with Professor Rees, donāt you? Heard a lot about him. Well-respected man. Your grandfather, yes?ā āYes.ā āWhat about your parents, what do they do?ā He stiffened and drew back. āWhy do you want to know about my parents?ā Jinx held up her hands. āIām just trying to make conversation.ā A fragment of guilt squirmed in his stomach. Give her a break. Not everyone is out to get you. After all, living with a grandparent was going to make new people curious. It wasnāt the norm. āMy father was killed in an explosion. My motherā¦travels. A lot.ā āIām sorry about your father. Thatās kinda harsh. But your mother sounds fun! Donāt you get to go with her?ā āNo.ā Jinx gave him a sympathetic look. āBad choice of subject?ā āYes.ā She chuckled. āYouāre really making me work for this conversation, Geth. What would you like to talk about?ā āWhere are you from?ā She paused as if she hadnāt expected such a question. āNo one place,ā she murmured. āI travel a lot too.ā |
After spending twelve years working as an Analytical Chemist in a Metals and Minerals laboratory, Pippa Jay is now a stay-at-home mum who writes scifi and the supernatural. Somewhere along the way a touch of romance crept into her work and refused to leave. In between torturing her plethora of characters, she spends the odd free moment playing guitar very badly, punishing herself with freestyle street dance, and studying the Dark Side of the Force. Although happily settled in the historical town of Colchester in the UK with her husband of 21 years and three little monsters, she continues to roam the rest of the Universe in her head.
Pippa Jay is a dedicated member of the Science Fiction Romance Brigade, blogging at Spacefreighters Lounge, Adventures in Scifi, and Romancing the Genres. Her works include a YA science fiction novelāGethyonāpublished through BURST (Champagne Books), two self-published short stories (Terms & Conditions Apply and The Bones of the Sea), and she’s one of eight authors included in a science fiction romance anthologyāTales from the SFR Brigade. She’s also a double SFR Galaxy Award winner, been a finalist in the Heart of Denver RWA Aspen Gold Contest (3rd place), and the GCC RWA Silken Sands Star Awards (2nd place).
You can stalk her at her website, or at her blog, but without doubt her favorite place to hang around and chat is on Twitter as @pippajaygreen.
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Hi Everyone!
I have a real treat for you today: a new book release from my writer pal, C. J. Burright! Magic, Dreamcasters, plus a tortured hero and a reluctant heroine who will stop at nothing to save those they love. BEAUTIFULLY BURNED is C.J.’s second book in her Dreamcaster series. You can check out the first Awesome Sauce story, Wonderfully Wicked, right here. Be sure to enter her giveaway (details below). Enjoy! š
Title: Beautifully Burned Grandma warned me to resist him. I know what he is. Even if he doesn’t sparkle in the sun, hiss at holy water, or go by the traditional name of vampire, I know. He doesn’t want or need my blood. He wants my dreams…more specifically, my nightmares. And I’ve got oodles of those, so many they leak. He’s emotionally scarred, growly, dangerous, and kindles all my senses. Love isn’t on his agenda. Having him for a guardian isn’t on my list of fun, either. My touch sends him into darkness. I shouldn’t want him. I can’t want him. But I do. If I surrender instead of escape, I’ll lose everything–my sister, my will, my life. Gran forgot to tell me the most important detail of all: how am I supposed to resist him when he’s everything I’ve ever dreamed of? C. J. Burright’s Giveaway To celebrate her new release, C. J. is giving away a $25 Amazon gift card. Visit her Rafflecopter giveaway page to enter. |
āGo home,ā she said in the hushed, haunting persuasion voice she used on drunks and perverts. āForget me. Forget Danyās exists. Never come here again.ā
He went utterly still.
A bewildering stab of loss staked her chest. Sheād never see him again. Heād go back to his life and sheād return to hers, no harm done, no questions answered. For some insane reason, she wanted to curl up on the asphalt and have a long, hard sob-fest.
A tiny crease formed between his black eyebrows, and instead of obeying, he studied her with a scientistās concentration. āAre you trying to compel me?ā His voice was gently accusing. He leaned nearer. āIām Vāalkara. I canāt be compelled.ā
Ella leaned hard on the cool frame of her truck. Compel was a good explanation for her uncanny persuasion powers, and if he recognized it, getting rid of him would be harder than she thought. āWho are you?ā
āDaxen vāal Solanis.ā He watched her, unblinking.
āAnd Vāalkara?ā She swallowed the sawdust in her throat. Was that another word for vampire? āWhatās that?ā
āMe.ā His small smile made a snarling wolf look friendly. āReady to talk now?ā
āYou had all night to talk to me.ā
āI wanted you alone.ā
A fire bell warning clanged in her head, a command to escape, yet she couldnāt peel her attention from his jaw. Stubble shadowed the hard angles, a darkness contrary to his pale neck. She had a sharp, nearly overwhelming urge to touch him there, to experience the disparity of prickly and smooth, to slide her fingers down his throat to the ridge of his collarbone.
Ella blinked rapidly and gripped the keys tight, breaking the spell. āAre you trying some hypnotic woo-woo on me? Not cool. Kindly remove your hand from my truck.ā
He cocked his head and his eyes flashed. āDonāt you want help with your nightmares, Ella?ā

About C. J. BurrightC.J Burright is a native Oregonian and refuses to leave. A member of Romance Writers of America and the Fantasy, Futuristic & Paranormal special interest chapter, while she has worked for years in a law office, she chooses to avoid writing legal thrillers (for now) and instead invades the world of urban fantasy, paranormal romance, or fantasy. C.J. also has her 4th Dan Black Belt in Tae Kwon Do and believes a story isnāt complete without at least one fight scene. Her meager spare time is spent working out, refueling with mochas, gardening, gorging on Assassinās Creed, and rooting on the Seattle Marinersā¦always with music. She shares life with her husband, daughter, and a devoted cat herd. Connect with C. J. Burright |
Hi Everyone!
Author Tara Quan is back with another sexy read, set in Decadent Pub’s delicious 1Night Stand series. Read an excerpt and enter Tara’s giveaway (details below). Enjoy! š
Tara Quan Says…The Story Behind the Book Sometimes, supporting characters take on a life of their own. After selflessly aiding in the affairs of others, they sulk in the back of an authorās brain, broadcasting their past, present, and future until surrender is nigh. Thus was the case with Kim Tran, the intrepid dungeon monitor from Submissive on Display. Unbeknownst to the heroine of the first book, Kim has some unfinished business with the heroās best friend (small world, I know). He insisted I give them a chance to sort things out, and, being a Dom, he has a knack for getting his way. Submissive on the Run drags me back to Las Vegasās renowned Carnivore Club, a multi-author world first penned by Kate Richards for Decadent Publishingās 1Night Stand Series. This interracial BDSM romance stars a feisty sub with a strong right hook, who must contend with a spoilt rich boy determined to win her back. An ill-mannered cat and Madam Eveās matchmaking service unite them for a night of exhibitionistic fun, which ends in a capture game and a scorching happily ever after. Tara Quan’s GiveawayTo celebrate my return to BDSM romance this year, Iām giving away a $15 gift card. To enter, leave a comment here and drop your details in the Rafflecopter widget over at Rafflecopter, or at my website (taraquan(dot)com). Title: Submissive on the Run Obscene wealth and a toxic family taught Joss Bradlee to care about no one. He moved through life in a caustic shell, fending off gold-diggers with his sharp tongue and abrasive personality. But a stubborn submissive saw past his nonchalant act, and he fell hard and fast for a girl he didnāt deserve. When she accidentally stumbled into the line of fire, he moved heaven and earth to protect her, even if it meant letting her go. Ten months later, he ensures her safety and tracks her down, finally ready to claim the one person that matters. The only problemāshe wants nothing to do with him. On the run for close to a year, Kim Tran receives a surprise call from the man whoād put her life in danger. His family hired assassins to kill her, but heās somehow convinced they still had a chance. With their entire relationship built on a lie, she resists the instinct to sprint straight into his arms. Faced with a social divide no sane person would bridge, she cuts her losses and breaks her own heart. But the Dominant she loves has other plans, and heās spent his entire life getting his way. Too late to run and with nowhere to hide, she faces an adversary well versed in all her weaknesses. At the Carnivore Club, two exhibitionists meet for a battle of wills, lured by a one-night stand service, misplaced cat, and several helping hands. With the aid of handcuffs, disciplinary measures, and a capture game, a reluctant sub rediscovers the pleasures of bondage, the thrill of display, and the ecstasy of surrender. Amazon (Universal) | AllRomance | B&N | Kobo | GooglePlay | GoodReads |
āYou donāt believe me.ā Despite the distance and time separating them, Joss read her with dangerous accuracy. His incredulity grated. After everything that had happened, why would he assume sheād trust him without question?
āOf course I do.ā Kim sniffed. āWhy wouldnāt I?ā
āAre you being sarcastic? I canāt tell without facial expressions.ā
She massaged her noseās non-existent bridge. Picking up on social cues had never been the manās strong suit. āIām rolling my eyes at you right now.ā
āOh, donāt be so skeptical. I swear to God you have your life back.ā
āYouāre an atheist.ā
He grunted. āFine. I swear on my motherās graveāā
āAccording to yesterdayās gossip rags, the wicked witch is very much alive.ā
āItās a figure of speech, smart ass. I promise sheās called off the dogs. Or, well, she will in about fifteen minutes. You can come home.ā
āThe last time I took what you said at face valueā¦.ā Her fingers tightened around the baseball bat. āIt turned out you lied about everything, including your name.ā
āYou love exaggeration. Joss is my nameāat least to anyone who matters. I donāt respond to Joseph. And while I omitted a few minor details, I never lied. Well, okay, I told a fib or two, but it was really a case of you jumping to the wrong conclusions.ā
āYouāre blaming me for your fake identity?ā Rage, pure and visceral, burned away her fear. āAnd there was no us. We fucked. We scened. Because of you, I almost died. That pretty much sums up the relationship.ā
Tempted to swing her weapon at the few mugs and bowls she owned, she threw the bat on the floor. It hit the peeling linoleum with a loud crack, eliciting a startled yowl from Tiger. Who was she kidding? If armed men stormed through her door, the piece of wood wouldnāt do her much good.
āWhoās lying now?ā His absolute confidence fueled her fury. āYou are the closest I have to an actual girlfriend.ā
āAnd youāre the epitome of the ex from hell,ā she shrieked. āYour mother sent thugs to kill me.ā
āAnd Iām telling you Iāve solved the problem. I will also make keeping you alive my
priority for the rest of my life. You can take that promise to the bank.ā
Globetrotter, lover of languages, and romance author, Tara Quan has an addiction for crafting tales with a pinch of spice and a smidgen of kink. Inspired by her travels, Tara enjoys tossing her kick-ass heroines and alpha males into exotic contemporary locales, paranormal worlds, and post-apocalyptic futures. Her characters, armed with magical powers or conventional weapons, are guaranteed a suspenseful and sensual ride, as well as their own happily ever after. To receive updates about her new releases and get a free sexy read, subscribe to her mailing list at www.taraquan.com/newsletter.
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Happy Wednesday, Dear Readers!
Author Merryn Dexter is here today to share her recent anthology release, currently on sale. Take it away, Merryn…
Grab it quick because this discounted price only lasts until 14th August 2016.
Pretty In Ink ā Merryn Dexter
Dee Tenorio is an award-winning author with a few reality issues. After much therapy for the problemāif one can call being awakened in the night by visions of hot able-bodied men a problemāshe has proved incurable. It turns out she enjoys tormenting herself by writing sizzling, steamy romances of various genres spanning paranormal mystery dramas, contemporaries and romantic comedies. Preferably starring the sexy, somewhat grumpy heroes described above and smart-mouthed heroines who have much better hair than she does. www.deetenorio.com
Tilly Greene was born into the easy folds of a sleepy beach town and embraces the laid back mindset she grew up with. Later, she settled into a polar opposite lifestyle from the one sheād been living by moving abroad to further her education. Despite the frigid climate, the fast pace existence melded in, making her a person who is adaptable and enjoys experiencing the diversity surrounding her. While traveling, she researches and writes erotica and erotic romances. www.tillygreene.com
Jodi Redford ~ Imaginary superhero. Lover of waffles and bacon. Scribe of erotic romance novels. A few of her readers have officially nicknamed her the Mistress of Naughtiness. She likes it because it makes her sound like an imaginary superhero dominatrix. She has won numerous awards, including The Golden Pen and Launching a Star. When not writing or working the day job, she enjoys gardening and way too many reality television shows. Jodi loves to hear from readers! www.jodiredford.com
Quinn has perfected the art of procrastination. She has a āhealthyā obsession with reading and writing Romance, and an unhealthy addiction to red wine, bourbon, and dark chocolate with sea salt. When sheās not scribbling Erotic Romances, Quinn loves to curl up with her puppy, Scarlett, and watch foreign films. Quinn lives in a house that never stays clean, no matter how much she wishes it. http://michellejoquinn.wix.com/quinnauthor
Lexxie Couper started writing when she was six and hasnāt stopped since. Sheās not a deviant, but she does have a deviantās imagination and a desire to entertain readers with her words. Add the two together and you get romances that can make you laugh, cry, shake with fear, or tremble with desire. Sometimes all at once. When sheās not submerged in the worlds she creates, Lexxieās life revolves around her family, a husband who thinks sheās insane, an indoor cat who likes to stalk shadows, and her daughters, who both utterly captured her heart and changed her life forever. www.lexxiecouper.com
Hello, Dear Readers,
Author Tina Donahue is here today to share her new release in erotic historical romance. Take it away Tina…
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I’m celebrating the upcoming release of Passionate Pursuit, book 3 Dangerous Desires series, with a contest. Read on for more details.
Warrior knights and the women they simply can’t tame. Ready to read August 2, 2016! Amazon – Amazon CA – BN – KOBO – Books a Million – Penguin-Random House Canada – Fantastic Fiction |
Is their passion strong enough to break her chains?
AndalucĆa Spain, 1489: Innocent Beatriz is desperate to escape the threat of a miserable marriage to a cruel Marquis. Forced into the betrothal by her ruthless merchant papĆ”, her only hope is to conceal her identity and become a servant in a nearby castleāa life drastically different from her comfortable upbringing.
TomĆ”s doesnāt know what to make of his well-spoken new servant girl. Her beauty and charm captivates the military hero; her mysterious nature intrigues him. And the desire she ignites burns brighter with each glance, as does his longing to claim her for his own.
Beatriz canāt resist TomĆ”sā passion nor deny the heat of her own. But neither the lush countryside nor the walls of the opulent Moorish castle can entirely protect herāand if he were to discover her secret, she could be torn away from him forever. Yet how can she sustain his love if sheās living a lie?
A gentle breeze carried laughter and converse from the seƱoritas who surrounded TomƔs, each vying for his attention. The one in dark green silk with a matching caul danced around trying to get closer to him. The one in red with a white flower in her hair elbowed past another girl. Those in gold and bright yellow were even less demure, pushing into each other, speaking loudly, far removed from how a lowly servant had to act.
Especially to please Nuncio.
How dare he make her solely responsible for a manās carnal moves? Beatriz had no control over anyoneās passion except her own. Thus far, sheād failed miserably at quelling her desires.
Despite what Nuncio had said, she still ached to feel TomĆ”sās heat and strength, to have him imprison and possess her. No threat in the world would change her longing. However, she wasnāt foolish enough to act on her attraction. Poor man already had enough trouble.
His broad shoulders were slumped, mouth turned down. She wanted to make him smile. To have him stand as the noble lord he was, magnificent in his dark blue robe and doublet, his hose snug to his sinewy thighs and calves.
Several young women spoke to him at once. A seƱorita in a bright yellow gown touched his upper arm. The girl next to her, clad in vivid orange silk, touched his jaw.
Jealousy heated Beatrizās face and throat.
TomƔs drew back until the young woman groped air, not him. He faced the window, his gaze touching Beatriz, his dark brown eyes flooding with warmth, bronze complexion deepening.
Weak with desire, she leaned against the sill for support.
The seƱoritas gestured to him, talking endlessly, their words too garbled to understand.
Whatever they said, TomĆ”s ignored them. He studied Beatrizās eyes, then her lips and lingered there. She was smiling without realizing it. He answered with a broad grin and stepped closer.
From Tina: “Win Loving Lies and Wicked Whispers – books 1 and 2 in Dangerous Desires – plus winner gets choice of my backlist ebooks – 25 choices to choose from – full length, bestselling, award winning in contemporary, suspense, paranormal, and menage.”
Tina is an Amazon and international bestselling novelist in erotic, paranormal, contemporary and historical romance for traditional publishers and indie. Booklist, Publisherās Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three of her erotic novels (Freeing the Beast, Come and Get Your Love, and Wicked Takeover) were Readers’ Choice Award winners. Another three (Adored, Lush Velvet Nights, and Deep, Dark, Delicious) were named finalists in the EPIC competition. Sensual Stranger, her erotic contemporary romance, was chosen Book of the Year at the French review site Blue Moon reviews. The Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically for her erotic romance Lush Velvet Nights. Two of her titles (The Yearning and Deep, Dark, Delicious) received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition. Take Me Away and Adored both won second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years). Tina is featured in the Novel & Short Story Writerās Market. Before penning romances, she worked at a major Hollywood production company in Story Direction.
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Hi Everyone!
It’s time to celebrate the release of JASMINE MOON, my third wolf shifter romance for Decadent Publishingās multi-author line, Black Hills Wolves! Each book in the line is a standalone read, unique to the author who wrote it, so you can dive into the Black Hills world wherever you want, such as right here. And hey, there’s a wedding and pre-wedding festivities in this one, so come join the love party!
JASMINE MOON’S one-month tour includes guest posts, author and character interviews, excerpts, spotlights and reviews, plus a Rafflecopter, e-gift card giveaway. See you there! š
Tour Schedule – 7/25/16 – 8/22/16MONDAY, July 25: TUESDAY, July 26: WEDNESDAY, July 27: THURSDAY, July 28: FRIDAY, July 29: MONDAY, August 1: TUESDAY, August 2: WEDNESDAY, August 3: THURSDAY, August 4: FRIDAY, August 5: MONDAY, August 8: TUESDAY, August 9: WEDNESDAY, August 10: THURSDAY, August 11: FRIDAY, August 12: MONDAY, August 15: TUESDAY, August 16: WEDNESDAY, August 17: THURSDAY, August 18: FRIDAY, August 19: SATURDAY, August 20: MONDAY, August 22: |

Title: Jasmine Moon (stand-alone read)
Series: Black Hills Wolves
Author: Celia Breslin
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Date of Publication: June, 2016
Number of pages: 108
Word Count: 36,400
Cover Artist: Fiona Jayde
Tech mogul and workaholic wolf Evan Luparell has little time for distractions but takes a break for his brotherās wedding in South Dakota. When asked to escort another wedding attendee from the airport to Los Lobos, he agrees. Then he meets the curvy spitfire, and she ignores him.
Designer and wolf Mina Carver didnāt mean to be rude to the handsome, glowering man claiming to be her ride, but she was busy working. Now she must endure a ride to the Black Hills with the cranky but sexy dominant wolf. Unexpected mating energy sparks between them, but stillāshould she dismiss, or kiss him?
Kisses win and they agree upon a no-strings fling. But with each wedding activity throwing them together, and their powerful chemistry and mate compatibility complicating matters, can two workaholics truly have their fun then walk away?
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Hello Dear Readers!
Amber Belldene, my writing pal and author of one of my favorite vampire series – The Blood Vine Series – has a new release this month in Christian contemporary romance: NOT OVER YET, book #2 in her “Hot Under Her Collar” series. It’s heartwarming, funny, poignant, and *HOT*… Happy reading! š
Some people aren’t meant to have it all… Three years ago, nanny Lily Yee enjoyed a passionate fling with her boss, the recently divorced and extremely eligible Eric Roche. Then the sexy surfer/CEO wanted more than she could give, and she fled to pursue her one true callingāthe priesthood. Eric learned how to love from Lily and wanted to build a happy family with her. But she walked away without explanation, leaving him angry, confused, andā¦fine, heāll admit it, occasionally a little desperate for her. When a crisis in her church leads Lily back into Ericās arms, his heart calls to her as strongly as the priesthood. He’ll do anything to win her back, but she knows she’s not cut out to juggle a family and a career. She needs to let him go again soon, but she canāt deny theyāre not over yet. |
Amber Belldene grew up on the Florida panhandle, swimming with alligators, climbing oak trees and diving for scallopsā¦when she could pull herself away from a book. As a child, she hid her Nancy Drew novels inside the church bulletin and read mysteries during sermons — an irony that is not lost on her when she preaches these days.
Amber is an Episcopal Priest and student of religion. She believes stories are the best way to explore human truths. Some people think it is strange for a minister to write romance, but it is perfectly natural to her, because the human desire for love is at the heart of every romance novel and God made people with that desire. She lives with her husband and two children in San Francisco.
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Hi Everyone!
My writing pal, author Georgia Lyn Hunter, has a new release to add to your summer reading list. Enjoy! š

A note from Georgia Lyn:
Iāve been creating stories from the moment I could string two words together. No matter the tale, it always has romance woven through them. Yes, I’m a hopeless romantic. When Iām not writing or plotting new books, I like to read, travel, paint, or troll flea markets where I usually buy things I might never actually use because they’re so pretty. After working in a few jobs (all art related), a chosen career as a fashion designer, then an art teacher, I finally found my passion nearly five years ago: writing. There really is no other job Iād rather do. Oh, and I hail from the beautiful country of South Africa, and currently live in the Middle East.
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Title: Tangled Sin In a world of encroaching darkness and carnal hunger, a deadly sin awakens… Bound to a legacy he cannot escape, Riley is a demon unlike any other. With each passing century, his soul grows darker until the seductive trouble-magnet, Saia Sen-Grayson, stumbles into his path and throws his entire world off kilter. But danger has a way of finding him and destroying anything worthwhile in his life. The biggest challenge in Saiaās life is evading her matchmaking socialite mother. Then she crashes into the sexiest man in her auntās building. One look into his striking green eyes and her fleeing days skid to a halt, except she gets more than she bargains in the sexy, tattooed bartender. And neither can deny the burning attraction between them. When his tainted past closes in on him, Rileyās forced to make the toughest decision ever to keep her safe. Then Saiaās is hauled by a deadly adversary into his dark and treacherous world of Stygiaāa place of old betrayals. Now Riley must face his past and accept his future in order to save the woman who belongs to him. And nothing will stop him from claiming her, least of all Saia herself. But danger comes in many forms and the one least expected might be the sin that seals their fates once and for all… Amazon | Nook | Kobo | Smashwords | iBooks |
Did the bastard really want to die?
Riley snagged a shot glass and filled the ordered green poison. With Satireās jam-packed from the rush of tourists, it was the only thing nailing his feet to the floor from an all out fight.
He had another damn tail on him! And this one was brave enough to sit in his bar and eyeball him for the past hour.
In this world, his kind tended to blend in with mortals and usually kept below the radar for a simpler life. But not this asshole. He had no idea he was dancing with death right now.
Already on edge, his body wound tight as restlessness clawed at his psyche, Riley sent the absinthe sliding toward the demon down the counter. The male grabbed the thing and tossed it back like water.
The demonās human girlfriend leaned against his arm and peered at Riley beneath her lashes. He met her sultry stare as he readied a line of shooters for a noisy trio of college kids.
Oh, yeah, his looks and badass rep were the perfect draw, got him the females. So easy to accept her invite but he wasn’t interested in a quick backroom bang.
He was in need of something violent. Bloody.
A dark haze stole into his mind, knowing his damn past would never leave him alone. His fingers clenched. A loud shatter, and glass rained onto the scoured wooden counter. Blood and vodka ran over his hand, drenching the crystal fragments.
āRile-man, you okay there?ā
A six foot two hulking tattooed male with a buzz cut, appeared at his side. Zacarias. His friend, manager and sometimes bouncer.
A terse nod. He looked up from his bleeding hand, his gaze colliding with those of his watcher.
Anger unleashed, he scaled the counter in movements too fast for human eyes and was across the floor in seconds. Grabbing the dark-haired demon by his shirt, Riley shoved him against the red brick wall. āWhy the fuck are you on my ass again? Do you want to die?ā
All the demon guards hounding him in recent months were seriously pissing him off. No matter how many he sent back to the Dark Realm wounded or dead, more just took their place.
This idiot didn’t even try to fight back. His gaze grew languid, his smile seductive. āNo. But I know what I do want,ā he purred, walking his fingertips up Rileyās chest.
The haze turned red. Riley slammed his fist into the demonās gut. The male squeaked in pain. Startled gasps erupted from the customers. Before he could get in another shot, someone grabbed his arm and yanked him off the cowering demon, who hurriedly slunk away.
āWhat the hellās wrong with you?ā Zac snapped. āYou want to draw notice, youāre sure going about it the right way. So the guy came on to you, it never drove you homicidal before.ā
Riley elbowed Zac off. Not a guardānot a damn guard! Heād hit an innocent demonāone of those docile Otiums whoād escaped the tyranny of the Dark Realm for a better life here. Fuck, fuck, fuck!
āGet your damn self together,ā Zac growled. āYou donāt want to start an all-out fight in the bar. Go walk the streets, find something outside to kill, and cool the crap off.ā
Breathing hard, Riley walked out of the bar and into the crowded street, the familiar reek of seafood enclosing him. Avoiding the noisy tourists and drunks loitering about, he cut through the back alleys in the French Quarter, rife with the stench of decaying waste, and headed for his apartment a few blocks away.
Unable to expend the rage roiling inside him, he pulled out his cell phone from his pocket and made a call. A female answered.
āSee you in ten.ā He rang off.
Pandora was one of the few humans who knew what he was. She didn’t want the ties either, just some fun time, and she was the perfect submissive when he needed that edge. Tonight, he was definitely in the mood for something darker.
A moment later, the sounds of a roaring V8 engine split the silence. A blood-red Corvette Stingray came to a squealing halt in front of his building, the acrid burn of rubber stinking up the night air.
He scowled. āDamn maniacal drivers!ā
The door flung open. A petite, but curvy female jumped out and flipped back yards of wavy, inky-black hair, giving him a tantalizing glimpse of her face. Her tan skin revealing her mixed-race ethnicity, her lush mouth flattened in a tight line.
Cursing, she kicked the tire then pressed her cell phone back to her ear. āI swear, Zayn, if you tell Mother you spoke to me, I will personally call all your girlfriends and tell them they arenāt the one…ā She laughed evilly. The light, raspy sound grazed his senses with an unexpected sensuality, and had him slowing to a halt in the shadows.
āYeah, thatās me, spawned from the devil, but Daddy wouldnāt appreciate the comparison…ā She listened then snorted, impatiently pushing back her heavy fall of hair. āLiz loves me like her own. Stop complaining and tell Mother you havenāt seen me because I’m not coming to another boring party… Who?ā Why would I care if Piers is back in town, heās your friend…ā
She marched alongside her car, hip-bumped the door closed as she listened, the streetlight casting a soft glow over her irate features. āYes-yes, I’m always careful…ā Despite her tart response, she cut a quick look around.
Riley stilled as her dark gaze skimmed past him then darted back to the spot where he allowed his form to blend in with the shadowy trees, the cover of night his camouflage. A frown marred her smooth brow.
She sensed him? How, he had no idea. Obviously, all her senses were in working order.
The faint reek of decaying swamp and sulfur drifted to him. Riley narrowed his gaze. They werenāt alone. And this little human probably couldnāt smell the bile-inducing stench of evilāhad no idea how close to danger she truly was.
He willed her to get back in her car and leave. She did nothing of the sort. Instead, she popped the trunk, tugged out a large suitcase, and dumped it on the sidewalk. Then she sat on the thing and continued her call as if basking in the Maldives.
Un-flippin-believable!
Him, she sensed, but the evil drawing closer just flowed over her pretty little head.
For hellās sake, did she not get a whiff of the damn stink?
Hi Everyone!
I’m pleased to announce the June release of my latest Black Hills Wolves story, JASMINE MOON! ::happy dance:: The official book tour (with gift card giveaway) starts in late July. In the meantime, here are the details. Enjoy!

Title: Jasmine Moon
Series: Black Hills Wolves
Number: 49 (*STAND-ALONE READ*)
Author: Celia Breslin
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Date of Publication: June 3, 2016
Number of pages: 113
Word Count: 36,000
Tech mogul and workaholic Wolf Evan Luparell has little time for distractions but takes a break for his brotherās wedding in South Dakota. When asked to escort another wedding attendee from the airport to Los Lobos, he agrees. Then he meets the curvy spitfire, and she ignores him.
Designer and Wolf Mina Carver didnāt mean to be rude to the handsome, glowering man claiming to be her ride, but she was busy working. Now she must endure a ride to the Black Hills with the cranky but sexy Dominant Wolf. Unexpected mating energy sparks between them, but stillāshould she dismiss, or kiss him?
Kisses win and they agree upon a no-strings fling. But with each wedding activity throwing them together, and their powerful chemistry and mate compatibility complicating matters, can two workaholics truly have their fun then walk away?
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