I just found out that I sold the sequel to my Spice Brief short story, WILD. This one will be called WANTON and for those who read the first one, this is Daniel’s book.
So, hooray!
Haven’t read WILD? Here are the details if you want to check it out!
Marra’s body burned with desire. It was Wild time, the first week of spring, when Lynx from all over North America gathered in the Sierra Nevada foothills to mate. The time when every Lynx female went into heat.
But Wild is bittersweet for Marra. She’s past the age when most Lynx find their mate. She only comes to Wild for sex and always leaves as she came: alone.
Yet this year is different. A new male Lynx has come to Wild, a foreigner who will claim her in ways she only imagined…
My In the Heat of the Night series from Samhain has been combined into a single print volume and releases today!
When wildness rules the night, giving in is the only choice.
Total Eclipse of the Heart
Werewolf law demands that once mated, werewolves know no other lover. Then Lena walks into Rachel’s world, turning it inside out. Her mate may not like it, but once scented, nothing will stop Rachel from claiming what’s hers…
Big Girls Don’t Die
Six months ago, Andre turned Cynthiana into a vampire, insisting it was meant to be. Cyn doesn’t call this a healthy relationship. When she ends up stranded on Valentine’s Day, he grabs his chance to convince her they can live happily ever and forever after.
It’s Raining Men
Candy has always known Michael is her mate. The catch? He’s gay. When she meets his lover, she’s sure her werewolf instincts are faulty. Mates with not one, but two gay men? She must have a screw loose. Little does she know both men are about to rock her world.
Crazy Little Thing Called Love
Anyone who tries to get in Pixie’s way gets the business end of her Fae magic, especially pushy werewolf males. Luckily, Malcon likes her that way. Their uncomplicated fling, for him, is anything but—she’s his mate. He just has to convince her that love won’t clip her wings.
Warning: Naughty love in every imaginable flavor: boy on boy, girl on girl, boy on girl, boy on girl on boy, girl on boy on girl. Werewolves, vampires, sirens, and Fae doing all the dirty deeds from spanking to anal to public masturbation. Options are limitless, so pick your poison wisely!
Arielle Thompson never expected to fall in love, but now that Jackson is back in her life, she’s got to make room for him in more ways than one. Never mind sorting out living spaces, she has to convince her boss at Shadowguard, the FBI’s top-secret paranormal division, that an alien vampire would be a benefit to their team. But they get their chance to prove Jackson’s worth when reports of blood magic and demonic sacrifices deep in Louisiana surface. Investigation reveals the situation is far more serious than they previously suspected, and Jackson and Arielle must depend on each other once again for survival.
Damn the rules, damn the gods…even if he has to share her, she belongs to him.
High Priestess Xian has followed the Path of the Peaceful Sun since she was chosen at birth. Yet the joy she receives from helping others is overshadowed by her growing belief that the world they live in is…wrong.
At a crossroads, unsure of her ability to do her job—unsure of anything—she journeys to the ruins of the old city, hoping to uncover secrets that will give her clarity. Instead she finds the path to her goal clouded by an unexpected desire for her handsome guard, Hel, and for the battered stranger they find along the way.
Hel can’t prevent Xian from reaching out to the mysterious Siraj, but there is danger in allowing him to stay. Siraj belongs to no caste, follows no rules but his own. And Xian’s fascination with him makes Hel’s blood boil. No one can know that Hel has always loved her, or the secret he’s kept hidden for years. But Siraj’s advances and Xian’s curiosity force Hel to cross lines he never before dared…
Warning: The word of the day is Voyeurism. Oh, and explicit sex with two men and one previously repressed High Priestess. Bi ménage, anal sex, oral sex, kissing, licking, rimming, author blushing …so you know it must be good.
Thanks to Shelli Stevens who nominated me for the Bald Faced Liar game! How does this work? I’ve posted seven statements about myself below. At least one is true and all the rest are lies. Anyone want to take a guess on which is true?
I’m supposed to tagged a few bloggers of my own, but I’m just going to say if you want to do it, you can take up the challenge! Tag, you’re it!
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1. I write inspirational romance.
2. I’m flat-chested and have never had to wear a bra in my life.
3. I’m f*cking Ben Affleck. (Because Shelli is f*cking Matt Damon)
4. I almost sold my cousin to a brothel in Mexico.
5. All my friends are younger than me.
6. I’m reading a book about Gustave Flaubert and his favorite prostitutes in Cairo.
7. I have a fetish for clowns.
Hey all! If you’re looking to join up with a new loop that’ll have contests and chatting and information about new releases from the Smutketeers, we just formed a new Yahoo loop for the group.