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To my readers,
I am passing on that 90% of my titles at Tease Publishing will be returned to me in about a month. That means anything not tied to an anthology. If there are any that you are interested in, now would be the time to grab them as I do not know when they will be available again.
Right now, I do have several available in print. If you’re interested in these editions, PM me directly or email me for an order.
Watch for future news regarding these titles as they are not going into permanent cold storage. My Aiza books started something wonderful for me, right alongside my vampires. Without them, I wouldn’t be where I am today. Without my readers, I wouldn’t have had those stories.
So, I’m thinking I’m going to do another giveaway for Halloween.
I have two books here that really would like a home. Both are from Authors After Dark, NOLA. I have Molly Harper’s Nice Girls Don’t Bite Their Neighbors and Leanna Renee Heiber’s Darker Still. These are appropriate for the season, don’t you think?
Along with these two books, I’ll also send swag and other miscellaneous goodies that are from me and the conference. I can mail these US and Canada. If an international wins, I’ll be offering either a backlist DC/DD ebook title or a $5.00 GC instead. (Approximately the USPS cost of one package to mail stateside.)
So…. Who wants a book?
Here’s the rules:
- One entry per name for:
- Being here on loop.
- If you’re a member of my FB AUTHOR page
- Willing to post a past or current year of yourself in costume (For any occasion.) (Yes, I’ll post too, and it’s on FB if you want the hard evidence. )
This will give you a total of three possible entries per draw.
- Drawing to be held 10/25 (to try to get prizes to you by the 31st). Winners must email me at Diana.firstname.lastname@example.org within 24 hours to claim or a new name will be drawn. (All efforts will be made to ensure winners receive prizes.)
I think that about covers it. So…. Let the fun begin!
Okay, so it’s been a little harebrained around here lately. I have a recent Father’s Day story out, and another paranormal coming on June 27th! Woot! The upcoming book is a re-release of Feel The Fire, with a hot new cover and some tweaked editing. If you haven’t seen either of these, just click on the covers for info. I make things easy around here. LOL
Another tangent for the adventurous… Happy Ending Press! This is slowly coming together. I’ve been working on a short serial for a couple of months now and I have the first ready to go, the second in edits and the third about to be covered. Wow! See what happens when I’m left unattended… More trouble! These stories will be available through your favorite retailers and as a direct purchase through this site. When they finally get released into the wild, wild world, I hope you enjoy them.
Oh! I’ll be speaking at Texas University this Thursday morning. Kind of cool, huh? Next month, I’ll be at a book signing in Austin. I’ll post info on that as it gets closer, and don’t forget about Authors After Dark in NOLA in August! What a summer!
Can I get a drink over here?
Set up: Shar is looking for Trajan at his home, and they are in the paint room of his shop. Let the games begin!
Trajan felt her fingers slide over his skin and he burned. He tried to pull in some control, but Shar was slowly melting his mind and his intentions into a puddle of desire that pumped through his blood like fire.
Sweet heaven, she was a sex kitten. From the leather and lace, to the heart tattoo, to the silky smooth heat of her slit, he was going mad to feel himself inside her. The intention he’d had to enjoy each other and get rid of this itch was turning into something a lot hotter, a lot sexier then he’d ever imagined.
He swept his tongue over hers, caressing her, bringing her up with him again to ride the wave. With one hand palming her head to hold her to him, he held her steady where she kneeled, dropping the other between her thighs again. She moaned into his mouth at the first flick of his finger against her swollen nub. He’d never had one sweeter, drinking in every single drop of her pleasure. He massaged her gently, sucking on her bottom lip as he teased and drifted back and forth over her flesh with deft strokes of fingertips and knuckles. Harsh gasps grew, her body coming alive like a loose electrical current. Her skin warmed where she brushed against the wall of his chest, her nipples dragging against him. The hard peaks struck his flesh like flint.
“You’re so hot, Shar,” he groaned into her mouth. “Come for me again.” He had to have one more. It was becoming a necessity. He had to please her. She had to reach rapture.
She rocked against his hand, mewling with need. He slid a finger into her hot pussy and she whimpered. Heat darted up his spine when he felt her muscles tighten around him. The control he’d held with a tenuous grasp slipped completely free. “I’m going to make you fucking come.” He ground his hand against her and she went wild, bucking against him as he plunged and pushed as far as he could with hard, fast strokes, doing the same thing with his tongue, thrusting and plunging in unison.
She shattered. Ecstasy blazed from her blue eyes and a fine tremble rolled from her lips. Panting gasps made her breasts heave as her channel held and wrapped his fingers in its molten heat. He dipped down and kissed each turgid peak, undoing his jeans with a shaking hand. His cock jumped from the confines as he lowered his pants, as if seeking the heat he craved. He kicked off his boots and shucked his jeans. With careful movements, he laid her down.
“Shar, I’m asking. Do you want me to wear a condom?” He would, but he wanted to feel her skin to skin. He was dying for that feeling.
“Is there a reason you need one?” she whispered, her eyes daring him as she swept a thumb over his lower lip. He found the tip with his teeth, nipping at it, sucking her into his mouth.
He released her, saying, “None.”
With sensual ease, she fed her fingers through his hair and pulled him to her lips, giving him her answer between one kiss and the next. Her breath taunted his control incessantly with those kisses.
He held her firmly between his palms, moving between the firm, pale length of her legs. It was as though she was made for him, her body supple and giving beneath his as he entered her with agonizing slowness.
Wicked grins quickly turned to ragged pants of desire as he filled her. She was beautiful, wrapped in the wonder with her head thrown back and her lips rosy red from his kisses. He felt her body move, convulse in invitation, and he withdrew to hear a tiny whimper of complaint. Thrusting again, heat coated his skin. Desire flared with each motion.
She held him tight, clutching him as he repeated the movement, watching, waiting. Time vanished as he rocked against her. The sounds of her whispered gasps, the mewling of her desire filled his ears. He watched as pleasure raced over her features, her soft lips parted for each moan, a temptation that deserved his attention.
He kissed her slowly, moving with firm thrusts of his body into the silken heat that wrapped him like a glove. He closed his eyes and groaned when he felt the first wave building. She cried out and he lifted himself over her on his palms. “Let me feel you, baby,” he gasped, barely able to say a coherent word, she felt so good. “You’re ready, aren’t you?” He thrust deep, controlling every moment. Wanting it to last, needing to feel her come apart.
She moaned, clawing at his shoulders. Her hips rose up and he let out a shout as the pressure increased. He’d never felt so explosive. When she did it again, he wasn’t able to hold on. The need to fill her, to crawl into her with his orgasm, wrung him inside out.
Her cries filled the room, her legs locked behind his ass, clutching him to her as she reached the pinnacle and fell over it with a rush of liquid heat. Her juice coated him as he pumped his seed into her, each blissful release a breath of heaven.
He groaned once more, sliding down to rest on his elbows, feeling languid in every muscle, covering her sweat-slick body with his. He kissed her shoulder without opening his eyes. Her hand drifted into his hair, twining the length through her fingers.
“Didn’t I invite you for dinner?” Trajan asked with a slow chuckle a few minutes later.
“Something like that,” she answered.
Shar Brenna is a hard-working woman, a respected member of her witch Kin clan. At least until she’s held under suspicion of arson by the local police for the demise of Mystic, a Kin hotspot for the witch clans in Granier Falls.
As clues bring dangers bearing down on her and more of her friends begin to look as though they are in jeopardy too, she must find out who was behind the fire and then face the hunters who are determined to capture a witch.
Fleeing has never been her style when fighting back is so much more satisfying.
Since this is my first Sex Scene Saturday run, I’ll be doing a book giveaway of the featured book. Posts will go up on Saturday, and a name will be drawn by noon (CST) on Monday. So make sure you tell your friends to come and play.
Also please visit my author friends who are also doing the Sex Scene Saturday! Be sure to comment for chances for prizes (if listed)