Sunday, September 17, 2017

Sunday Spotlight -- April Andrews and Stepping Over the Edge


The house was not at all what Jamie had expected it to be. When he’d spoken with the realtor, not once but several times, he’d been very clear that he wanted somewhere small, somewhere easy to maintain, and somewhere that was surrounded by other people. In his mind’s eye, he had imagined a compact townhouse, maybe with families living on either side, people that would be welcoming and approachable, people that he could become friends with.

It was clear now, that the realtor had ignored all his instructions and then some. The house that he stood in front of was not small, it was not easy to maintain, and there were no other houses even remotely close by.

Jamie pressed his lips into a tight line as he considered that. He looked down at the shadowed, winding road that his old truck had wheezed its way up. The road, flanked by tall trees on either side, even canopied in some places, went on for many miles. It led to the small town that was nestled in the valley below. Down there was where all the townhouses were, all the families, all the life.

But up here? Jamie shook his head as he turned to look back at the house. It stood, like some kind of sentry, alone on the hill, surrounded on three sides by more of the tall, thick trees. Huge, leafy bushes jostled for space with the trunks of those trees, covering the ground in patches of brown and green.

The house was three stories high, and even from this position, head on, Jamie counted seventeen windows. The windows were, in the main, ridiculously large, but were made up of hundreds of small panes surrounded by squares of wood that were peeling white paint. The front door, the only door that Jamie could see, was big enough to allow two or three people through at once. It had once been painted a deep, dark charcoal but that had peeled and faded now to something more like a muted gray. Only on the edges could Jamie see the color as it had once been. A huge, triangular overhang—a muted gray also—framed the weathered door, trying, Jamie thought, to welcome him in.

Jamie did not feel welcome.

If anything, Jamie felt vaguely uncomfortable.

He looked back at his truck. Stuffed inside of it, taking up all the space but that of the driver’s side, were Jamie’s possessions. They were held in large bags, backpacks, and even some in grocery sacks. There was no method to how Jamie had packed them. The moment he had decided to leave, that defining moment, he had simply stuffed everything that he thought he might need into any bag that was close by.

The rest of his things? They were still in his apartment back in the city. An apartment that Jamie had lived in for almost a decade. An apartment that, he knew, without a doubt, he could never live in again.

But could he live here?

Jamie let out a long exhale at that thought. He eyed the truck again before turning back to the house. As he did so, he wondered where the realtor was. It was past midday and she, Elizabeth, had promised to meet him at twelve sharp. She would give him the tour, she had said, show him where everything was. Jamie frowned as he recalled her jaunty voice, her gurgling laugh, and her lack of any offer to send through photographs of the new home she had found him.

In fairness, she had offered once before, many weeks ago, but Jamie had refused. He didn’t want pictures of his new home, he didn’t even want the address. She was to find him somewhere, take care of all the paperwork, and let him know when it was done. Only then would she give him the address, only then would Jamie make a decision on whether to set out or not.


Jamie’s frown deepened.

Because he was a fool, that was why.

Because he was following a stupid fantasy that had been dead for many years.

Because he should know better.

He closed his eyes. The breeze, stronger up here than it had been in the valley below, feathered over the skin of his face and his bare arms. The sun was weak this time of the year, but it still warmed him ever so slightly. A bird called out in the distance. The branches of the tall trees moved languidly in the breeze. One of them creaked against something. One of the many windows perhaps. He would have to cut that branch down if he was to stay here. It would keep him awake otherwise.

Jamie snapped his eyes open.

Was he really considering staying in this…horror house?

Was there any other word for it? Jamie had watched enough slasher movies over the years to know that they always started in places that looked like this. Old houses, houses on hills, houses surrounded by trees, houses miles away from civilization.

And yet, Jamie wasn’t frightened by that possibility. He wasn’t frightened of anything that might physically happen to him. But mentally? Emotionally? Jamie shivered. The whole point of coming here, to this town, to this new life, was to fix that part of him. He had imagined a community, people, friends, something that he hadn’t had for more years than he cared to count.

There was no community up here.

No friends.

No people.

Just him.

Just as there had been for so very long.

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Monday, September 11, 2017

We Will Never Forget

I know what you came looking for, because it's Monday... wait until tomorrow.  
Today is for remembrance.

Sunday, September 10, 2017

Sunday Spotlight - Hayden West and His Mate's Conversion

Welcome Hayden West back to Sunday Spotlight with His Mate's Conversion -- the second part of The Prince's Mate story.

* * * *

Chase’s only way to save Zach was to force a painful conversion. It hadn’t been done in years and the last time, the creature that had emerged had to be put down.

This was different. This was Chase’s mate.

After the change is over, Zach doesn’t recognize Chase on anything but a molecular level. Could he rein in his mate’s anger and help Zach past this…

Or would he have to fight the man who was his savior?

Chapter One

Chase wiped off the remaining water that sluiced down his body as he stepped closer to the mirror. With a free hand, he smeared away the steam from the glass and stared at his reflection. His injuries had faded as he knew they would.

Beads of water gathered on his skin before rolling over his muscles. He turned his back to the mirror and reached for his pants. Once he’d tugged them on, he padded silently from the bathroom to the main part of the suite.

Zach continued to sleep on the massive bed. His body still needed to heal. Chase scratched at his chest and struggled with the urge to go over to his mate and wake him slowly with drugging kisses and touches.

Instead, he reached for a clean Henley and tugged it on over his head. After he finished dressing, he opened the door to his room. Treymont was by the door.

“You know you don’t have to stand guard while we’re here, right?”

“I know I will always protect you.”

“Have you eaten?”

“No, Victor went to grab a bite. Harry is healed and in our room, sleeping.”

“Want me to bring you something?”

“I’ll get something after you come back to your mate.”

“Keep an eye out although I’m inclined to believe we’re safe here for the time being.”

“I hope so. But there have been times that we weren’t safe with the Krylo Lynxes, you know this. I believe with Leni we are safe now. She’s not of the old school like our parents.”

Treymont shrugged and crossed his arms. Chase let it go, aware his right-hand man wouldn’t be going anywhere for the time being. He continued down the hall, making his way through the palace to the formal dining room. Pushing open the door, he spied a large spread on the tables but only the queen was there.

Yurilenska “Leni” Torov lifted her head when he stepped in but didn’t speak. Beyond her, he spied her guards.

She had feline features which helped her beauty increase. Her long sable hair had streaks of gray and silver in it, all colors which she portrayed when she shifted.

He’d only seen it once. Back when he was a pup there had been a dispute and she’d not yet been queen. However, when she shifted and beat the shit out of the insolent wolf cub, he’d garnered a healthy respect for her and the rest of the lynxes. They weren’t to be trifled with just because they were smaller cats.

“How are you feeling, Prince?”

“Fine, Your Majesty. Thank you for allowing us sanctuary.”

She waved a hand and the sentries vanished without a sound. Only once they were truly alone did she approach him.

He watched her, cautiously but with respect. They’d been friends, but he wasn’t sure where he stood now that she was the ruling force of this clan.

“No need for the formality.” She paused about five feet away.

Chase stared at the golden flakes in her eyes. She was a shrewd ruler and while he had an instinctive need to distrust those of the feline kind, he harnessed it.

“Very well, Leni.” He reverted to the name he’d heard her called during childhood. “How are you?”

“Fine. Got rid of the old useless male king so this is now my kingdom.” She raked her gaze up and down his form. “We women should rule anyway. We’re better at it than anyone with a swinging dick could be.”

He smiled. “I’m not getting into a pissing match with you on which sex is better. I, for one, happen to think we would do wonderfully as a ruling couple.”

She returned his grin. “If only I liked men and you preferred women. But you’re right, we are the most levelheaded of our kind. Your father is psychotic.”

She dragged her finger down between full breasts, for anyone else it would be an invitation. For him it wasn’t anything other than a movement on her end. She could strip naked and he wouldn’t give a damn one way or the other.

He blinked at her, not deigning that comment with a response. She laughed.

“Ever the good son, even when he wants you dead.”

That comment grabbed his attention. “Who wants me dead? I already know the one who attacked was Larkin who is working with Gooddard.”

She strolled to her throne and spread out in the deep seat, not at all sitting like a princess or a queen, but like the feline she truly was. Loose-limbed and sprawled over the arms, her long hair trailed on the floor.

Krylo tradition was to have the throne in the dining room as much of what they did revolved around eating and socializing. This way the ruler could be part of it all.

“Sweetie, you’re so naïve it’s almost cute.” She swung one leg back and forth, her heeled shoe falling to the marble floor with a thump. “Your father put them onto you. He doesn’t want you to take the throne. And if you’re so busy running and fighting for your life and that of your mate, you won’t be home for the ceremony to take over the rule.”

“It’s not like he dies when I take over. He was the one who pushed me to go.”

“And he isn’t ready to give up all his power. Your father, that fucking asshole of a king, is enjoying terrorizing his subjects. And more than that, he’s alienating your kind from the humans, allowing the wolves to take what they will without any consequences.”

Had he truly been away so long that his father was a man he wouldn’t recognize anymore? Sourness piled in his gut.

“How do you know this?”

“We all have our spies.” She rolled her body back to her feet in a lithe, sensual move. “Mine are just better than others.”

“How did he know where I was?”

Another laugh as she bent forward to fasten her shoe back on her foot. He watched her, the purple dress cupping her full breasts yet barely keeping them from popping free.

She tossed her hair and headed for the door. “Follow.”

He listened, ignoring that his stomach rumbled at the large spread of food he walked away from. Food wasn’t at the top of his list, not when he had the chance to find out what his father had planned for him. Or how he was managing to get this done.

Thursday, September 7, 2017

Midnight Muse

I spent many hours preparing to write Bearly Midnight -- the first book in the Midnight, Mississippi series.  

Midnight became a thing in my mind sometime around book 16 of the Bear Mountain series.  While I wasn't sure whose story it would be, I saw the scene at the train station from the very first moment the spinoff came to mind.  

I didn't know anything else, but I knew there would be a train to Midnight.

And then I heard the song Midnight by Lianne La Havas... and I fell in love with it. My kidult had downloaded it to our shared iTunes account, so I was able to listen over and over and over again. It just felt like the song fit the story... I consider it my unofficial theme song. 

If there's ever a movie (Ha!) I'd have to have this song...

So come now, hurry hurry, don't miss this train!

Wednesday, September 6, 2017

New Release - Diamond: The Men of Rock Candy

Diamond: The Men of Rock Candy was originally released five years ago in the Lover Unleashed anthology.  Since getting my rights back, I've DEEPLY edited the story and added an additional 5,000 words to it.  It has a whole new ending, extending the story.

Damon and Cass have been friends since their early years of college. Cass has had a thing for Damon almost as long. Now graduated, Cass pushes pencils during the day, but by night—he’s head bouncer for the Men of Rock Candy, a touring all male revue.
Where Damon’s one of the stars.
Still in grad school, Damon’s not far from that final walk to the podium—and he’ll walk away debt-free thanks to the generous tips he gets from the many eager women who love his dance persona, “Diamond.” Young and old, he shakes his ass on stage for every one of them, all while Cass watches from the shadows, longing for what he’s scared to reach for.
When the owner of the troupe convinces the group to give a gay club a chance, they finally relent. The potential for tips sways their heads… but can Cass contain his need for Damon after seeing his friend dancing for a room full of lusty men?
Cass is one lap dance away from breaking.

Sunday, August 27, 2017

Sunday Spotlight - SuMMer Heat Anthology

Nine stories from today’s hottest MM authors!

The sound of the water rushing onto the beach. The sunrises and sunsets that are reminiscent of a stunning postcard. As perfect as the idyllic setting is, there is still something missing that you can’t quite put your finger on.

Then across the beach, the bar, the pool, you catch sight of the man you let get away, or the first sight of your destiny, and your mind travels along a road that you don’t want to end.
But a summer love is just for the summer, isn’t it?

Join these NINE Best Selling MM authors as they take you on a journey of summer love at its best!

Twenty percent of all proceeds donated to The Trevor Project. Trevor provides valuable resources to LGBTQ youth who may not have anywhere else to turn.

WARNING: This title contains adult themes and gay sexual situations. It is intended for an adult audience.


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Summer with My Billionaire Captor
by Toby Aden

Shawn Pierce is a freelance photographer. He makes his living taking pictures of any and everything. A surprise visit from his estranged twin brother’s boss turns his life upside down. Billionaire Alejandro Rivera lives by the code, work hard and play harder, except, all he does is play. With his money managing itself and multiplying, he has no need to check up on it much less the know-how or so everyone thought, until he noticed amidst his vast wealth the huge chunk missing.

Tracking down the traitor Shane Pierce was the logical thing to do except he ended up with Shane’s identical twin Shawn. The gorgeous twink pushed all his buttons and Alejandro was not one to deny himself. Unwilling to let go of his leverage, Alejandro whisks Shawn to his private summer island, his prisoner until he gets what’s owed him.

House Party
by Shea Balik

What happens when a reclusive, health conscious man meets his partying next door neighbor? Sparks fly!

His Fated Summer
by Maia Dylan

Vaughan James was looking forward to chilling out at the beach, catching some sun, and relaxing on the first holiday he had taken in over eight years. He had expected to have some fun and maybe even indulge in a harmless summer fling, but never expected to find his Fated mate.

Luca Santos had no idea that the man who had saved him from an ass kicking was anything more than sex on two legs, with a fighting skill second to none. When he finds out that Vaughan has the ability to shift into a half ton bear he is amazed. He’s left speechless when Vaughan tells Luca that they are Fated mates.

But Luca is a man with secrets of his own, and they could get them both killed. Can the two of them face a danger from the past and find their way to a future together or will they succumb to the heat of their fated summer and lose their chance at forever?

Rendezvous in the South Pacific
by A.M. Halford

ZANE McDOWELL is a hero to his small country hometown. He was quarterback of the high school football team, leading them to state three times in a row. He graduated second in his class, took a summer job at his dad’s auto repair shop, and right after high school he joined the Marines and served his nation. He has every right to be proud of himself, except there’s one part of him no one knows. One part he’s kept locked away. He’s a gay sub. Hoping to escape the suffocating praise of his hometown and to step out of the closet for a bit, Zane travels to the South Pacific where no one knows him.

KACEY MATHEWS loves his little island paradise. Having escaped the overbearing reality of his home back in the states, Kacey has made a life for himself under the sun and is open about who he is. Being valedictorian was his only claim to fame back home, and he was well off without it. Here he wasn’t the nerd people ignored. Out here, he was just Kacey, the owner of Kacey’s Surf Bar.

These two, from the same hometown, are not expecting to find each other on this isolated island. For Zane, it’s a nightmare! His past has found him and he just knows Kacey is going to bring all those horrible memories back up. For Kacey, it’s a dream come true. He’d always had a small crush on the town hero that plagued his dreams in high school. Now he could finally act on those feelings. If Zane would only let him.

Simon’s Wolf
by Ashley Malkin

Simon Lleyden has lived his life never quite fitting in. When the grandparents that raised him both pass, he no longer wants to live in the home they left to him. He takes a job as a Veterinarian, thousands of miles away in Canada, hoping to purge the sadness of their loss. It takes a chance meeting with a gravely injured wolf for his life to finally begin. Hayes Temple ran away from his pack as a youth, not prepared to live as a slave under the tyrannical rule of his Alpha. When one of his pack begs him to return home and challenge the Alpha, for the sake of the pack, he reluctantly agrees. A decision he regrets when he’s betrayed and nearly killed.

Hayes’ regret only deepens when he finds his mate as he lay dying.

As Simon fights to save an injured wolf, he feels the heat of the summer for the first time. Their lives, their hearts and their souls become inextricably tangled as the heat rises.

If You Can’t Stand the Heat
by Lisa Oliver

Stone, alpha wolf and tracker for the council, was on an unusual but easily completed job; pick up a runaway omega and return him to his home pack. Sounded simple enough but when Stone catches sight of Wyatt, living in a derelict cabin in the middle of nowhere, he knows his life is about to change.

Wyatt, omega wolf, has been on the run from a forced mating for three years; living hand to mouth, doing his best to raise his four-year-old sister, Maddie. Always watching over his shoulder, scared to answer his door, he has no idea how much his life will change when a stranger knocks on his door during a summer storm.

But Wyatt’s past isn’t about to let him go and when the council gets involved, Stone must do his best to protect the man who stole his heart and the sweet little girl who calls him Uncle. After all, if you can’t stand the heat….

Break Free
by Frey Ortega

Tired of constant work and no play, Alex Flynn takes a much needed vacation to the Philippines. There he meets an extraordinary, secretive man. What will Alex do when he finds out his playmate is more than he seems?

Mechanical Heart
by Cree Storm

Bryton's life was a good one. He had just opened his own salon and was living a happy, carefree life. That is, until his best friend decided that his dad's new employees were stealing from them and talked Bryton into breaking into their home looking for stolen goods.

His life took a sudden turn when some of the largest men he had ever seen charged in, with arms and hands shifted into MR15s. Bryton thought they were insane, when they explained they were from another planet and needed a defense mechanism fixed before their enemy found them and killed everyone. Bryton said, hell no. He didn't care that he would like nothing better than to lick the one they called Valkin from head to toe...until one of the men pointed his gun at Bryton's chest.

Cirque de Carnival
by Maggie Walsh

Cameron and Jordy Jensen run away from home because of a homophobic father, and find themselves with nowhere to go, no money, and no real knowledge of the outside world, since they been raised on an isolated farm. So, they decide to find their mother, who left them when they were small boys. Little did they know that they would end up in a world that even humans had no knowledge of.

Cameron had heard the old phrase “Run away with the circus” but never thought that a day would come that he actually would. When he and his brother, Jordy, finally find their mother, she is among a very tight knit group of people known as “Carnies” at the Cirque De Carnival. But this carnival is different from any other, for its freak show creatures are all real.

Cameron is quick to find that the members of his mother’s carnival are actually shifters, and among them is a very large, very dark, gorgeous man named Thorn Swan. Cameron can’t understand the pull he feels to be near the fierce wolf. Not being raised around other shifters, Cameron and Jordy have no idea what it means to be a mate.

When Thorn spots the two hooligans creeping around his carnival, he decides to follow them, and is shocked to find that one of them is his true mate. The one the fates made just for him. But Thorn is torn between wanting to protect his mate, and wanting to protect his family from the two strangers.


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Wednesday, August 23, 2017

New Release: Bearly Midnight, Midnight, Mississippi Book 1 by Kelex

Colm McCreary has left his home in Bear Mountain and come to the shining paranormal city of Midnight, Mississippi. Bound in magic, only paranormal beings can see the portals that bring them inside the boundaries. Humans see nothing but a vast field and wood.

First on his agenda is a new job. With the help of fellow transplant, Eilam, Colm seeks a job on the King’s Guard. While in an audience with the king, he comes face to face with one member of his triad—a shifter named Theis. Theis isn’t prepared to accept that he has a mate. He’s worked too long and hard to rise to the ranks that he has to let something as stupid as lust get in the way.

But he can’t resist the ache his fated partner causes in him. He hopes one heated night of passion will make the desire fade. When it doesn’t, he only pushes Colm away.

Not long after, Colm meets the last member of their triad—a human. Refusing to let the human go, he illegally smuggles the man into the city. Little gets past the Midnight Security Team, and they quickly come face to face with a king’s guardsman tracking him down.

Theis is faced with another mate when he didn’t want the first. Will he choose Midnight over his mates?

Midnight, Mississippi is the first book in a brand new Bear Mountain spin-off.  If you've never read Bear Mountain -- don't worry -- you don't need to!  Those of you who have, you'll hopefully enjoying seeing some of the characters you've loved in the same world.

Sunday, August 20, 2017

Sunday Spotlight: April Andrews and Rescuing His Omega

Welcome April Andrews back to Sunday Spotlight.  She's sharing a bit from her new release -- Rescuing His Omega, the seventh book in the the Omega Auctions series.

If you’re born an omega, you don’t get to stay with your pack. Instead, you’re sent to the Omega Auctions, a place where wolves are traded between packs...a place where they have no say in their future…but a place where, at long last, some wolves are finally fighting back…

Broken and battered, Sebastian has been rescued from the Omega Auctions but he is haunted by his time there...and the time that he spent with the pack that auctioned him. Sebastian has no idea if he will ever heal from what had happened to him and no idea what path his life will take now.

Klaus is a member of the pack that rescued Sebastian—a pack of free wolves—and from the moment they meet he finds himself drawn to the other man. He soon realizes why. Sebastian is his given mate and that means that Klaus has no choice but to claim him.

Only, it won’t be that simple because Sebastian is far from ready for the love that Klaus is offering and he won’t ever be, not unless he confronts his demons. These two wolves will have no option but to go back to the place where Sebastian was shattered...and try their very best to put him back together again.

Klaus knew it was too soon, knew that he had to go slow, knew that he had to be careful, and yet, he couldn’t stop himself from reaching down and taking Sebastian’s hand in his once more.

The moment their skin touched…Klaus almost shuddered. He felt something that he had never felt before. There was something here. Something between them. Something they had both, whether they knew it or not, been waiting for.


There was no other explanation.

And yet…the other man shot Klaus a look. It was filled with that same confusion but there was something else there too.


It broke Klaus’ heart.

He knew then, and he knew it without a doubt, that his mate was damaged.


He knew too that there was only ever going to be one way to put him back together.

Friday, August 18, 2017

Damned Good Food: No Knead Cheese and Garlic Flatbread Recipe

I've been really lax about sharing my cooking adventures as of late, so maybe this will make up for that.

I don't know that this bread is technically flat... it does use yeast, so there is a bit of a rise to it.  Maybe "Fluffy Flatbread" would be a better term.

I baked this to accompany a pot of homemade soup I made and OH MY GAWD was it delicious.

And what was even better, was that the leftover bread can be sliced and toasted for great day-old breadsticks. (Leftover bread? What's that??)

Now, I used the lesser of the garlic amounts and it was still pretty garlicky.  I love garlic, but someone in the house is less of a fan... and it was a bit too much for them.  If you're not a fan, you might want to use even less garlic.  I wouldn't go for 8 cloves unless you are a major garlic fiend...

No Knead Cheese and Garlic Flatbread


1 1/2 cups lukewarm water
3 tablespoons olive oil (plus additional for drizzling into the pan)
1 1/4 teaspoons salt
3 1/2 cups King Arthur Unbleached All-Purpose Flour
1 tablespoon instant yeast
4 teaspoons Pizza Dough Flavor, optional


2 cups diced cheese — cheddar, Monterey Jack, flavored cheddar, or your favorite
4 to 8 cloves garlic, peeled and chopped

Your favorite dried herbs, to sprinkle on top


Lightly grease a 9" x 13" pan and drizzle 1 to 2 tablespoons olive oil along the bottom.

Combine all of the dough ingredients and beat at high speed w/an electric mixer for 60 seconds.

Add the cheese and garlic, beating gently just to blend.

Scoop the sticky batter into the prepared pan, cover the pan w/ a clean kitchen towel, and let it rise at room temperature for 60 minutes, till it's become fluffy.

Before the hour is up, preheat the oven to 375°F.

Sprinkle the top with the dried herbs of your choice, if desired.

Bake the bread till it's golden brown, 35 to 40 minutes.

Remove it from the oven, wait 5 minutes, then turn it out of the pan onto a rack. Serve warm or at room temperature.

To make crunchy bread sticks: 

Cut day-old bread into 1/2" slices. Lay the slices on an ungreased baking sheet, and bake them in a preheated 350°F to 400°F oven (depending on how crunchy you'd like them) till they're a light golden brown and crunchy, 15 to 25 minutes or so; keep your eye on them, as they brown quickly towards the end.

Yield: about 12 to 18 servings bread; or about fifty 6 1/2" bread sticks.

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Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Deutsche Buchnachrichten

Zuerst lassen Sie mich entschuldigen für das, was wahrscheinlich eine schlechte deutsche Übersetzung ist.

Aber ich habe einige Neuigkeiten, um mit meinen deutschen Lesern zu teilen und Google Translate ist meine einzige Option!

Ich habe Neuigkeiten von zwei Büchern, die ins Deutsche übersetzt werden und bald von meinem Verleger kommen.

Das erste Mating Season Buch wird bald von Autor April Andrews -- Gefangen zwischen zwei Männern

Wenn Sie Sci-Fi Homosexuell Menage erotischen Romantik mögen, ist diese Serie eine, die Sie genießen könnten.

 Auch die Übersetzung meines ersten Bloodlines Buches hat begonnen und wir hoffen, dass es im September kommen wird.

Ich habe noch keine neue Abdeckung dafür, aber es wird den Titel Der letzte Schattenwolf, Blutlinien, 1

Diese Serie ist sehr ähnlich wie Bear Mountain - aber mit Wölfen. Ich liebe diese Serie und ich hoffe, dass Sie auch werden.

Ich werde mehr teilen, sobald die Bücher der Veröffentlichung näher kommen.

Sunday, August 13, 2017

Sunday Spotlight - Jayson Jax and Bred by the Cavemen

Welcome Jayson Jax back to Sunday Spotlight.  Jayson is sharing a bit from Bred by the Cavemen, the second Caveman Isle M-PREG novella.
Jaime Gallagher was nothing like the son his father wanted. The two had spent years at odds, but a chance desire to see his father’s pet project on the mysterious island Sir Ian Gallagher owned brought Jaime into the middle of chaos. Months before, the creatures Sir Ian had bred on the island had broken from their prisons and claimed the island for themselves.
Jaime is imprisoned, kept captive as the new leaders of the island decide his fate.  While awaiting their decision, he chooses to live out a fantasy—one where he would give himself to one of the cavemen on the island.
He hadn’t planned for one to become two. Na’ear and Tig’un seem to be a package deal, and Jaime won’t say no to double the loving.
When feelings emerge, and strings threaten to entangle his future, he’s rudderless in a sea of emotions. Will he escape Caveman Isle, or will he stay and face a future with two cavemen?

Jaime Gallagher scanned the BDSM club from his seat in the VIP section. The throb of the base pulsed like a raw nerve within his bodies as he watched the scantily clad men and women rubbing themselves against one another. The search was on… looking for another in a long series of hookups in the search for Mr. Right.
Mr. Right? Maybe that’s a bit too far…
The something special he kept searching for wasn’t there. Above him, on the second and third levels of the club, was where the real action was. He rose from the packed booth, lifting his glass of high dollar champagne in one hand, knowing full well if his father was going to ream him for his charges, he better damned sure enjoy them. Jaime strode through the throngs of dancers, wedging himself between grinding bodies as he moved.
He was groped a few times.  Luckily for the gropers, he didn’t mind that shit.
Too bad none of them had that spark in their eye that made him think they could follow up that first grope with the kind he really liked. After climbing the stairs to the second floor, he perused the play. There were several scenes happening at once, out in the open. Voyeurism was fun, but could only get him so far.
All the rules and the limits and the core of BDSM were there for a reason, and he completely understood and respected them… they kept everyone safe. But there were times when he just wanted some big, muscled man to force him to his knees and take. For there not to be a long conversation about boundaries and limits.  No contracts. No safewords.
The few times he’d thought he’d found partners who’d comply with his desires, they’d still held back. He could sense their hesitance as they seemed to watch him intently for cues and often read them wrong.
He paused at a scene where a male sub was being flogged by his master. The leather-clad men were well-built and hot as hell, but it still only kept his interest for a few moments. He walked on, passing a Domme and her female, two subs with their Dom, and then a pup and his owner. None grabbed him.
The next scene was a bit more intriguing.  A bit of costume play. A caveman and submissive cavewoman. His eyes widened as he watched them fucking, his thoughts drifting to the island.
His father’s island.
He hadn’t physically been in the man’s presence in nearly two years. Sir Ian was a lot to handle. Distance helped make civility possible.
The last time he’d seen his father had been at his father’s home in the Caribbean. Jaime drew in a deep breath, remembering the ghastly things he’d seen there. Yet, some of it had been tempting… in a way it shouldn’t have.
“Never imagined you liking a scene like this,” a voice whispered in his ear.
Jaime turned to see Drew Colesworth, one of his university pals.  He chuckled at the raised eyebrow the man had.  “I was lost in thought.”
Drew smiled, a hint of something in his eyes. He turned to see the caveman pumping deep into the woman. “I’ll never quite understand the allure.” Drew tilted his head some.
“Never been inside a woman?”
“Almost,” Drew admitted.  “I just couldn’t do it. Of course, I told all my friends that I had just to get them off my back and totally ruined the poor girl’s reputation.”
“Prat,” Jaime said.
“I ended up asking her to be my girlfriend for a few months when I went on vacation with my parents. They agreed to let her go simply because they were glad to think I wasn’t gay.  She ended up getting a European holiday out of it and didn’t have to fuck me.  I think she ended up getting repaid for her troubles.”
“A month or two with your parents?” Jaime asked, shaking his head.  “I think you owe her for that hell, too.”
“As if your parents are much better.”
“Mum is okay.  When she’s not drunk,” Jaime said.  “She’s off with her new boytoy in Greece or Turkey or somewhere.”
“Sir Ian?”
“He’s off in the Caribbean, working on his secret project.”
Drew lifted his brows.  “Secret project.  Oh, do tell.”
Jaime grasped Drew’s elbow and led his friend away from the scene and into a dark corner near the back stairs. “He made me sign an NDA.”
“A non-disclosure? He’s your father.”
Jaime met Drew’s stare.  “He’s a businessman who just so happened to breed with my mother.”
Drew laughed. “I always think my parents are bad until I start hearing about yours.”
Jaime’s gaze shifted back to the two cavepeople, an idea forming. “Those flying lessons you took… ever finish?”
“I’m a certified helicopter pilot,” Drew said with a smile.
“Ever been to the Caribbean?” Jaime asked.
“You do realize we can’t fly a helicopter from here to there,” Drew asked, suspiciously.
“My father has a company jet I can try to secure for the transatlantic flight. He also has a home near Miami that has a small private airport.  I can ensure there’s a helicopter there for our use.”
“You want to go see your father?”
“No,” Jaime answered.  “I want you to see what he’s got on that island.”
Drew grinned, his white teeth flashing in the dark.  “Ready whenever you are.”
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