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Exclusive Excerpt: THE MUTT by Kasia Bacon

The Mutt Kasia Bacon

Rough week? Probably an understatement. Thankfully, we’ve brought you an amazing little gift from the ever-wonderful Kasia Bacon! Let us take you world away with this sneak peek from The Mutt, out right now!


 

I WANTED him from the start. From the very first time I laid eyes on him. Everyone kept talking about him in the days prior to his arrival to the camp, curious about this half-breed born to an influential Elven clan, but brought up by humans. A hybrid. A mutt.

Lochan Féyes.

I was curious as well. Maternal half-breeds such as him were a rarity. They retained all physical qualities of a pureblood and enjoyed, at least in theory, equal social status. Not that discrimination didn’t occur. The real losers in the biracial game were the paternal ones. Considered downright human and non-citizen, they constituted the lowest caste in society.

I wasn’t sure what to expect, but he exceeded my expectations. Later I discovered he had a knack for doing just that.

If I hadn’t known human blood flowed in his veins, I wouldn’t have been able to spot it. The tips of his ears were perhaps less pointy, and his eyes—not as distinctly angular as those of an average Elf.

Even back then, at seventeen, he proved every bit a killer. He made that obvious during the first training session. He was deadly. Calm. Steady. Cold. Disinterested. So self-assured that he seemed arrogant. I wanted to bring him down a peg. Teach him a lesson. Break him. Taste him. Make him beg me to kiss him.

I wanted his attention, but he refused to give it to me.

So I had to find a way to claim it.

His eyes were blue—so intensely the colour almost appeared offensive. Fuck, it offended me. I was just an unworldly Dark Elf at the time, unaccustomed to irises that weren’t obsidian. The azure hue of his gaze reminded me of the glass crystals that grew in caves in the highlands of the Black Mountain. I used to collect them as a child.

I wanted those eyes on me.

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Essential Beginnings Kennedy Layne
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Guest Post: “Cat Fisa’s Five Rules for Surviving in the Kingmaker World” by Amanda Bouchet

Breath of Fire Amanda Bouchet

It’s a dangerous time to be the Kingmaker—a human lie detector and the most coveted diplomatic weapon in the realms. In Breath of Fire, the second book in The Kingmaker Chronicles trilogy, Thalyria is heading toward all-out war, Cat is now officially out of hiding, and her secrets are out, too. Some key Olympian Gods as well as her warlord lover, Griffin Sinta, are all telling her it’s time to kick denial in the butt and start taking responsibility for the kingdom, so continuing to ignore that pesky, world-shaking prophecy about herself is getting harder to do. The problem is, when you’re a runaway princess just about everyone wants to capture, kill, or use, actually getting around to ruling the world can be tough. It’s hard enough just to survive.

So what’s a girl to do?

Learn how to hide. Know how to fight.

Cat is adept at both. In fact, when hightailing it to safer ground isn’t an option, she can melt enemies with magic, turn their own powers back on them, and hit just about any target with a knife. When it comes to protecting the people she cares about, she can be unapologetically violent and forget to even blink an eye at the ensuing bloodshed. And when situations really get sticky, whether her foe is human, mage, or beast, Cat follows some rules of survival that have served her well over the years.

 

  1. The Gods can be trusted—usually.

If an Olympian shows enough interest in you to dole out magic, gifts, or even advice, take it. It’s extremely rare, definitely not to be ignored, and might not make any sense at the time, but things like that have a way of working themselves out—once you understand what’s going on. When Gods dabble in the lives of men, anything can happen. Cat’s philosophy on this one? Take the magic. As for the rest… Wait, see, and hope for the best.

 

  1. If you think an adversary has more magic than you do, bluff like there’s no tomorrow—there might not be.

Bravado goes a long way in any battle, especially when the magic in Thalyria is so powerful and vast that, frankly, you never know what an enemy might be able to throw at you in a fight. Elements? Creatures? Something conjured from thin air? The good thing is, your foes don’t know what kind of magic you’ve got in you, either. If they think you can pound them into the dust with a single thought, they might be less likely to try to burn you to a crisp. Cat’s viewpoint? Make them run away first. It’s better than doing it yourself.

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Exclusive Excerpt: THE ROMAN by Sylvain Reynard

The Roman Sylvain Reynard

We don’t toss around the word “gripping” that often, but for this excerpt of Sylvain Reynard‘s The Roman, we are more than willing to make an exception! Seriously, we might have stopped breathing a little toward the end. But you won’t have to hold your breath for long. The Roman releases December 6th!


Raven wished she had one of William’s relics. Commander Borek had seen to it that her sister Cara received medical attention, but he hadn’t done so out of compassion. He’d done so because he feared the Curia.

Raven needed to bolster her defenses.

“Commander Borek.” She lifted her voice, evading the soldier who was supposed to carry her.

The commanding officer ignored her.

“Commander Borek,” she repeated, louder.

He turned his head in her direction, as did the remaining members of their party.

“We need to leave,” he growled. “Or you’ll end up dead.”

“I need a sword.” She extended her hand.

He stared at her incredulously. “No.”

She took a few limping steps in his direction. “I’m not afraid to fight. What if we encounter ferals?”

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Sisters in Love Melissa Foster
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Exclusive Excerpt + RAFFLE: FOR THE BEAR’S EYES ONLY by Kathy Lyons

For The Bear's Eyes Only Kathy Lyons

Look, when I say we can bear-ly handle this excerpt from Kathy Lyons’ latest, I’m not just being insufferable. We are so excited for For The Bear’s Eyes Only, which is incredibly lucky, because it’s out right now! Get a taste of the book right here:


He stared at her and shook his head. “You think because I’m not fur and claws right now that I’m tame? That I won’t tear right through you if you try to Tase me again?”

She held up her bare hands, spread wide. “I don’t want to hurt you. I want to talk to you. Come home with me. Please. There are…things we need to talk about.” She’d almost said more. She’d nearly told him about how much her bear was right now pulsing with want. How his scent was oddly compelling even at its worst. About all the confusion that he created inside her. But she was on an open mic with Mark on the other end. She just couldn’t force herself to be that vulnerable with another man listening in. So she swallowed the full sentence and settled for pleading.

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Autumn Thorns Yasmine Galenorn
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Exclusive Excerpt: A VERY JAGUAR CHRISTMAS by Terry Spears

A Very Jaguar Christmas Terry Spear

Does this post really need an introduction? Is it even possible to resist an excerpt from a book that has it all? It’s a Holiday book. About beautiful hot-headed shapeshifting jaguars. Who protect other shapeshifters as a job.  It’s amazing! Don’t you dare miss A Very Jaguar Christmas from Terry Spears, out now!


A man raised his voice several feet away and Everett and Howard turned to see what the matter was. Everett didn’t recognize the redhead, but Demetria was facing him down, hands on her hips, frowning at the guy. No matter how many times he observed her, Everett still saw her as an incredibly sexy brunette, curvy, with killer moves, a quick temper, but a loving heart—where kids of all ages were concerned. She hadn’t dated since Matt had died in the Costa Rican rainforest, and Everett didn’t think she’d ever get over his death.

Her long hair pulled back into a ponytail, she focused her darkened brown eyes strictly on the man in front of her, her body posture balanced. She looked ready for action.

Everett wanted to help her out if she needed his assistance, but he knew that stance. She was a wild cat, ready to take down the big male who was giving her grief. All the agents were highly trained, so no advantage to Demetria there. And he was ready for her reaction, so she couldn’t surprise him. Because of his size and weight, he most likely would have the upper hand. That meant Everett was tensing and getting ready to charge in and protect her—whether she needed him to, or wanted him to, or not. Who would know until after the altercation ended? Everett didn’t want to see her hurt.

Hell, a dozen guys were probably just as ready to protect her, but he didn’t have eyes on anyone else—just Demetria and the redhead.

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Guest Post: “If My Life Were a Romance Novel…” by Ashlyn Chase

My Wild Irish Dragon Ashlyn Chase

If my life were a romance novel, it would have to be in the chic-lit subgenre. I used to say my life was one big romantic comedy—or more accurately, the blooper reel! Fortunately, I’m now living my happily-ever-after, but it was wild ride to get here!

I won’t go all the way back to my ‘too young to know what I was doing’ marriage. At least I got an adorable daughter out of it.

I’d probably start with the guy who helped me pick up the pieces after that. Too bad I was in no mood for anything serious. He would have been a good guy to wind up with—and he had a boat. But no, for a few years there, I sabotaged anything that looked like it might be appropriate.

For instance, I was the Monday morning entertainment before the shift change at my hospital. (I was an RN in a psychiatric hospital.) And you thought the patients were crazy… Another unit always invited me over for lunch to hear my latest weekend escapades (i.e. dating disasters.) That is, until I began dating the head nurse’s son! No more lunch invites. They didn’t want to know…

Later, he told me his mother tried to warn him away from me. She called me a ‘heartbreaker.’ Heartbreaker? Me? I thought I was always the one getting my heart broken. Well, it was shortly after that that I met the guy I call Mr. Amazing. My wonderful husband of 22+ years. Sorry, head nurse’s son…you knew it wouldn’t last. Didn’t you? Your mother sure did.

So, anyway…my wonderful husband and I were set-up (without our knowledge.) A mutual friend tried to get us to agree to a blind date, knowing we’d be perfect for each other. We both refused.

Not one to be discouraged, she planned a ‘night out dancing.’ That wasn’t unusual. What was unique about this time, however, was that instead of ‘the gang’ showing up, it was just she and her boyfriend, Mr. Amazing and me. They picked us both up, so we met in their back seat, checked each other out, and thought, Hmmm…

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Guest Post: Jody Wallace’s Biggest Sci-Fi Crushes

Prodigal Jody Wallace

My first fan-crush was Lynda Carter as Wonder Woman, whom I apparently referred to as Wondee Woman while spinning in front of the TV until I fell over. While Ms. Diana Prince’s supernatural qualities weren’t related to science, my love for all things fantastical then led me to be absolutely obsessed with Luke Skywalker in the original Star Wars movie.

Yes, EverAfter friends, I’m one of those. Team Luke instead of Team Han. Had the 12 inch Luke Skywalker action figure, too, who was ALWAYS my doll’s boyfriend when we played Barbie Explores Lost Treasure Island or Captain Barbie Versus the Ravening Stuffed Animal Space Horde. Maybe it was that rope Luke used to swing himself and Princess Leia to safety in the Death Star—reminded me a bit of the golden lasso of truth. Not to mention the kiss that the princess gave Luke for luck right before the Big Swing was about as much sexuality as my 9 year old brain was equipped to contemplate.

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Han was funny, sure, and did the right thing in the end, but I admired Luke for doing the right thing, or trying to, from the beginning. To me it spoke of his innate goodness. Also I admired how cute he was, and that 9 year old brain which couldn’t contemplate anything stronger than a peck on the cheek didn’t register Luke’s naiveté and teenaged angst as annoying.

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How Amanda Bouchet Celebrates Release Day

A Promise of Fire Amanda Bouchet

For the longest time, release day for A Promise of Fire seemed like it would never come. Now it’s zooming toward me, and I’m starting to understand that feeling of utter excitement mixed with sudden bouts of queasiness. It reminds me of the nervous anticipation I felt eight years ago before my son was born. I was beyond ready to get that baby out. I was also terrified—it was all so new and intimidating! I imagine subsequent releases will feel more like when my daughter, now three years old, was born. Sure, I knew more-or-less what to expect the second time around, but that didn’t make it any less daunting or elating. Now, having my “book baby” come out is throwing me back into the same kind of emotional turmoil—ridiculously happy but with nerves hopping constantly in my belly.

I have a feeling I’ll be a happy-nervous wreck on release day, so I’ll definitely need to get out of the house! I live in Paris, France, but I grew up in New England, and my family is still in the northeast. My kids and I will be in Vermont on release day, visiting my father and step-mother. While my parents’ house is well off the beaten path, they’re lucky to be fairly close to Hanover, New Hampshire, the home of Dartmouth College. They often attend lectures, film festivals, and other events on the campus that keep them from feeling too isolated in their rural area. Despite the time I’ve spent in Vermont, I’ve never actually been to Hanover. I’d like to gather everyone up for a multigenerational outing—my parents, myself, and my little ones—and go to New Hampshire on release day. Unfortunately, my husband will already be back in France, his vacation over.

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Deal Alert: Kennedy Layne, Melinda Leigh, and D’Elen McClain

We are so close to the weekend we can taste it, so how about a celebratory Deal Alert? Don’t miss these amazing titles from Kennedy Layne, Melinda Leigh, and D’Elen McClain!


Red Starr Box Set: Vol 1 by Kennedy Layne

From USA Today Bestselling Author Kennedy Layne comes a thrilling hostage rescue series that will lead you down perilous paths of passion, intrigue and suspense…

Starr’s Awakening (Red Starr, The Prequel)

Catori Starr has been lost in a crippling grief since losing her husband, Red. Since learning he went MIA on a rescue mission abroad, she has existed more than lived. She’s a shell of who she used to be. Restarting Red Starr HRT is a last-ditch opportunity to overcome her pain–and keep her husband’s legacy alive. With a team of cherry-picked men, she must now decide if she’s willing to set aside a years-old grief to begin a new life filled with the potential of fated dreams…or deadly peril.

Hearths of Fire (Red Starr, Book One)

Neal Bauer tried returning home once before and he found that some things aren’t meant to be. When a local cult invades the town of Hearth and draws a family friend into their way of life, he has no choice but to try again. He hadn’t expected the dormant fires of a past love to resurface, but is it possible to rekindle their smoldering passion when it could all be taken away by a sinister faction who has other plans for their future?

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Exclusive Excerpt: FIRE DANGER by Claire Davon

Fire Danger Claire Davon

Paranormal fans, we’ve got a gift for you, and it’s full of mythological hotties.  Claire Devon has given us a sneak peek at Fire Danger that is absolutely irresistible. And lucky us, it’s out right now!


A figure appeared in the doorway.

“Come,” Phoenix said to her. “Come meet Griffin.”

He went to the person. The men embraced like long-time friends, but still men—arms and upper body only.

“Good to see you.” Phoenix pounded the as-yet-unseen man on the back. All Rachel saw were a pair of tanned hands covered in blond hair and the outline of a sneaker.

Then Phoenix pulled back, beckoning Rachel in. She hurried through the door, wanting the protection of the hilly residence. It was only when all three of them were safely inside that she turned to the second man.

She was facing another Elemental. This one was as stunning if not even better looking than Phoenix. He was tall but not as tall as Phoenix. At a height she estimated at six foot two, he was two inches shorter than the other man. Straight dark-golden-blond hair hung past his shoulders. One long, thin braid snaked down his back. Wings poked around the sides of his body, their butter-yellow feathers appearing as soft as Phoenix’s. Classically handsome features spoke of a Northern Italian or European heritage. Wearing a black cloak, he reminded her of the characters in the TV series Highlander. All he needed was a sword.

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