Manimal Attraction – Discounted 65% TODAY

Manimal Attraction will be available at a 65% discounted price – February 24th.

Manimal Attraction

(#MMF #MFM #bisexual #shapeshifter #magic #contemporary)

ManimalAttraction_cover_smHe of the earth and water; she of the light and sky above; he of the night and feral underland. Three united through destiny, throughout eternity. Should their line perish, all shall be lost… … Abigail Pembroke, a freelance photographer, ran from Rapture Bay because she loved too much. Now she’s come home to bury her dead, and perhaps finally accept her destiny. Will it be love or simply duty that forces her to stay?

Lash MacKenzie, mayor of Rapture Bay, and so much more, attuned and bred to duty, needs Abby more than she could ever imagine. He’s waited patiently these last two years for his beautiful lover to find her way home.

Taggart Este, sheriff of Rapture Bay, coyote shifter, trickster and rebel, and Lash’s eager male lover is trying to solve a string of murders that someone, or something, wants to look like accidents. One of those dead is Abby’s grandmother, an elder, a Harmonic Euphonical—a protector of Rapture Bay. Abby’s return home will change everything, including Tag’s exclusive relationship with Lash.

Three lovers born to inherit a time-honored power that stems from the roots of the elemental founders of Rapture Bay—it’s a heritage of service that weighs heavily upon their shoulders, and it could destroy them. To serve and protect, to honor and heal, to love with a passion and commitment, may demand their very lives unless they learn to trust not only each other, but themselves, and embrace their destiny…

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Morganna’s Sacrifice – An Excerpt

Morganna’s Sacrifice (Vampyre Falls, Blended Species Bk 1)

(#MMF #darkfantasy #vampires #fairies #BDSM #contemporary)

MorgannasSacrificeMorganna’s lover, Keelan Moonhunter, a seductive dark elf, disappeared from their province in the Faerie Realm years ago without a word. She assumed he’d simply grown weary of her and sought his pleasures elsewhere. To help her deal with the heartbreak, Morganna pacted with the goblin alchemist, Syril Grimstarker, for a potion that would mask all the pain—at least for a time. Little did she know, however, exactly what evil secrets Syril held.

Until the night her long-lost lover, Keelan, saves her from the sadistic hands of the vampire Romulus. Now, Keelan’s a vampire with tortured memories and living in a place called Vampyre Falls. He whisks her away to the human world to protect her, and there, she meets the mysterious vampire, Daffyd Angelus, who once saved Keelan’s life. Morganna senses deeper ties between Daffyd and the dark elf she still loved. And Keelan reveals why he disappeared so long ago.

The only hope for any future together could hinge on sacrifices Morganna will be asked to make in order to remain in Vampyre Falls. Is her love strong enough to turn her back on everything she has known to stay with the one man she knows is her soulmate? Even if he is a vampire?
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EXCERPT

Keelan lay back on the bed as the echoes of sensual pain surged through him after the encounter with Daffyd. His mind wandered as he felt the weight of the blue pendant against his chest.

“How do you feel?” Keelan glanced up at Daffyd who stood next to the bed, holding a goblet. He offered it to Keelan, his black gaze traveling expertly over his naked flesh. “This should help.”

Keelan’s body responded to the imperative look, his cock rising to rigid attention as he accepted the goblet and drank down the herb-laced blood. The thick liquid zinged through his system and he felt his strength returning. The bed shifted as Daffyd sat down next to him. His cool hand brushed lightly across the cuts and bruises on Keelan’s torso. Leaning forward, he licked at the tantalizing droplets of blood leaking from one long wound.

As his tongue dipped and swirled along the seam, Keelan hissed sharply at the stinging, yet seductive sensation that erupted inside him. The chasm of dark desire yawned wide to draw him down toward the blackness. “I’ve never tasted Fae blood quite as rich as yours.” His heavy, deep gaze slid up to embrace Keelan’s from beneath long, sooty lashes. “Do you regret your choice in joining me?”

Daffyd had saved his life, had accepted him into his world without question. There was no room for regret, even as a pretty fae face flickered at the corner of his mind. Keelan tamped down the memories of his former life in the Fae realm. That was all behind him now. After what had happened to him, what he now was, he could never return. He stroked Daffyd’s strong jaw. His skin was cool and smooth, unblemished as fine porcelain. Carefully, he leaned up, feeling every bruise. He pressed his lips to Daffyd’s.

The vampire pushed him back, his own body anchoring him to the bed. His mesmerizing, fathomless eyes pinned Keelan beneath a swirling black look. “Do I give you what you need, Keelan?”

“Yes, Daffyd. I don’t regret allowing you to turn me. And you must know you give me what I require. What my body and mind demand.”

Daffyd’s glance lowered to the pendant he always wore. “But you still think of her.”

Keelan looked away. “I can’t help it. I loved her—I still love her.”

“But you need me.” He pressed his sharp nails into Keelan’s broad muscular chest and Keelan arched up into the pain. Because of his experience, he needed it now and his cock grew thicker, more rigid than before. He wanted Daffyd to track his nails down his torso, to draw the lines of blood and then to feel his tongue on his flesh as he savored the taste of him, drawing the exquisite forbidden passion from his body.

“Yes. You saved my life and I’ll never forget that. And I need you.”

“She wouldn’t understand, would she? About this hunger for pain that has now been ingrained into you.”

“I wouldn’t want her to know.” Morganna was such a passionate creature, so finely tuned to her environment, to happiness and love. He could never draw her down into his world.

“So you stay here to protect her. From yourself.”

 

Find out more about Keelan’s inner turmoil here, where I wrote Keelan’s motivations.

 

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A View To Possession – Excerpt

SYNOPSIS:

Submissives Aurora and Tad mourn the loss of their beloved mistress.AViewtoPossession_sm Two years after her death, although they have each other and the club that Aurora was left by Mistress Martine, it doesn’t seem to be enough.  Something is missing.  Enter Master Constantine Jardine.

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Con Jardine leaned back against the bar and studied the occupants of the room. For eight weeks he’d been coming here. By now he was familiar enough with the layout and routine of the place. For two years, ever since Martine’s death, he’d kept an eye on the Noir Dance from a distance. She’d been a good friend and he’d made her a promise.

He’d watched the nightclub prosper, seen that Mistress Martine’s two beloved subs did not find themselves in deep water that they couldn’t swim out of. Martine had indicated she wasn’t sure Aurora was up to the demands she had thrust onto her shoulders and was worried about their security and happiness.

 

After finally extricating himself from his own demanding obligations back in New York, and uncollaring the sub who’d been with him for the last three years while he’d been on assignment in New York, he’d made arrangements to travel back to Reno to check firsthand on the pair. It wasn’t that he wouldn’t have brought Ella with him, it’s just that she preferred to stay in New York and not return with him to Nevada. They had parted on amicable terms. He had enjoyed her while they were together, but he wasn’t heartbroken by her decision to remain behind.

Reports from his acquaintances were that this pair was doing fine, but he wanted to see for himself. He felt a responsibility to Martine to personally make sure everything was going well, even though the reports he’d received on the club indicated they were.

At first he’d waited. He needed some space after the last lengthy relationship, time to breathe and get his own affairs in order. Yet something had drawn him to the club, some urgency he hadn’t quite understood. He was glad he had come because on the surface everything proceeded as though Martine still ran the place. But every night, as he watched the pair do their nightly appearance at midnight, that was when he was afforded an opportunity to really study them. And things were not right with them. He sensed the undercurrents of unease.

Over the years, having possessed his own share of slaves and submissives, he knew how to read people. Here were two people playacting, going through the motions, but still grieving for the loss of their domme. Aurora wore the role of mistress well, but behind the mask of domme was a sad, grieving sub who had made a promise to her mistress and was determined to carry it out no matter that her heart and soul lay bruised and unappreciated.

Tad was an intriguing young man, following Aurora around like a little puppy dog, acceding to her wishes, her commands. Con could see he cared for Aurora, but the respectful demeanor of a sub for his domme was not evident. And his gaze often roved over the bar, as though seeking something, someone to fill the void. Martine had said they both required a firm hand and that’s why she had come to Con. She’d worried about them right up until the end. She had contacted Con in desperation.

He could feel the crackle of the letters in his vest pocket. Her last words to them—if they should be needed. After two months of studying them, both here in the club, and as they went about their daily lives, he knew it was time. They were like lost sheep who pretended to know their way. Intelligent and careful, or they would have been gobbled up by the worst element by now, but still lost and in pain. He respected that demeanor of strength. Neither were willing to give up their freedom, or offer themselves to just anyone.

He was the one who could make it right for them. He had exerted patience over the last eight weeks, allowing them to see him, to become accustomed to his presence, to watch him, gauge his suitability. He had never been the kind of dom to force himself on a sub, pushing his control on them. He wanted them to come to him willingly and tonight was the night to make his intentions known with this couple. He would not let Martine down, and he would show this pair they had a new home, a new guide.

The music changed and he glanced down at his watch. It was time for them to make their entrance. He glanced up as the double shiny silver doors at the end of the room opened and the crowd parted and hushed as though on command.

The majority of this goth audience played at bondage, tinkered with it, but were not dedicated to the lifestyle. They were intrigued by the idea of it. Maybe that’s why no one could see through the pair as they performed for the gathering. The dance floor cleared and the pulse of the deep music acted like a trance on the predominately young, wealthy audience. They waited in heightened anticipation, those with partners suddenly locked and touching intimately, the tantalizing anticipation deepening their desires. The perfume of sex and excitement permeating the air, now tinged with the thick, smoky incense filling the room.

And then they appeared.

 

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A View To Possession by Adrianna Dane

(#erotic romance #contemporary #MFM, MMF #bisexual)

Submissives Aurora and Tad mourn the loss of their beloved mistress. Two years after her death, although they have each other and the club Mistress Martine left to Aurora, it doesn’t seem to be enough. Something is missing. Enter Master Constantine Jardine.

Aurora has taken the lead since Martine’s death, a role in which she doesn’t feel comfortable. But she made a promise to her Mistress. She watches the monitors of Noir Dance, and for the last two months an attractive stranger has caught her eye. Something about him draws her, but having lost one mistress, she’s not ready to submit herself to the will of a master. Tad, on the other hand is ready to move on and urges her to introduce herself to the man they both desire.

Con Jardine has patience and is willing to wait for the perfect opportunity to introduce himself to the attractive pair at the nightclub. He made a promise to Martine, yet he’d had no idea how much he would desire to possess this beautiful couple for himself, and not strictly as a duty to a woman he’d admired. When the moment of possession finally arrives, and these three come together at last, the promise fulfilled will be nothing any of them could have ever anticipated…

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An Excerpt from Heart and Soul

Laughtry and Mary share more than hot, adventurous sex. They’re bounty hunters–business partners, who may have met by accident, but more likely were linked through destiny. Lovers of the same magnetic man–at different times–they are now bound to each other. Half Cherokee, Ray Blackhawk remains a shadow that hovers over both of them, or maybe between them. A man whose mark they both carry and whose memory still burns hot as the Oklahoma sun. A lover who disappeared from their lives like a ghostly mist at sunrise, leaving them both with heartache, questions, and no closure.

Now it’s time to resolve the past. A motorcycle journey takes Laughtry and Mary from Tulsa to Freedom to confront Blackhawk and discover what changes time has wrought and whether love and memory can withstand the ravages of remembered passion. Or will the journey’s end tear Laughtry and Mary apart? Will Blackhawk remember and choose one of them over the other? And can they accept what fate has planned? What will happen when the three of them finally confront each other for the first time? Together.

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“Can I help you folks?”

“We’re looking for Ray Blackhawk. I understand he’s here. Can you tell me where we can find him?”

The cowboy’s lips tightened as he looked Laughtry up and down. Mary couldn’t see his expression because his hat shadowed the upper portion of his face. But his stance told her he was wary of the new arrivals and she had a feeling they weren’t going to get much information from him.

“Who’s asking?”

Mary could feel Laughtry tense. It was a testosterone pissing contest as the two men eyed each other. Well, shit. She stepped in front of Laughtry, hands on hips.

“Look, mister, we’ve driven a long way to see an old friend. And we’re pretty hot and tired. Let’s quit tap dancing here and just tell us if he’s here or not.”

The man tipped his hat back and turned his attention to Mary. Interesting face. Weathered and tanned, deep lines etched into his features. She couldn’t quite figure his age from this distance. His gaze slid over her body. Another woman might have been embarrassed, but Mary was used to rude men trying to put her in her place. It never had gotten them very far.

She straightened her shoulders, lifted her chin, and glared right back at him, not giving an inch. Her gaze slid over his body, hopefully with a touch of insolence in the look. Right back at you, cowboy. Not bad if she was actually in the market for his type. She stepped toward him.

“It’s okay, Johnny. I think I know them. They aren’t strangers.”

Mary whirled around at the softly spoken words. It was a voice she heard in her dreams, it hadn’t changed over the years. It was just as powerful as it had always been. Maybe more so after such a lengthy lapse of time. Deep and raspy, like tequila going down hot, blindsiding you if you weren’t paying attention.

“Ray Blackhawk.” Her focus turned on him, drinking in the effects time had rendered on the hard, lean body, the long ebony black hair, the deep sable brown of his eyes. He wore faded jeans, brown scuffed boots, and a loose-fitting cream-colored shirt. The ties crisscrossed over his chest, showing a generous amount of bronzed flesh. Skin she suddenly remembered the taste of very well. Her gaze rose higher, fastening onto his mouth. There was a slight curl to his sensuous lips as he studied the pair. The air stilled and immediately she felt the magnetic draw of his personality as though the years just melted away.

“Who’d have thought,” he said. His attention turned to Laughtry and he held out a hand. She watched as Laughtry took it in a firm grip, the men eyeing each other for long moments, and then he pulled Laughtry into a hug, fingers flexed against his broad back.

“I’ve missed you, man.” The words were raw, filled with some deep emotion.

Still hugging Laughtry, Ray turned his dark gaze on Mary and he reached out a hand. Something broke apart inside her as she accepted his hand and he drew her into the huddle of three. She gripped his back, but still managed to hang onto Laughtry as well.

Ray tilted her head and his hard lips claimed hers, tongue thrusting deep and claiming the past as though there had never been a separation of years intervening. He lifted his head and turned to Laughtry, kissing him with the same deep probe that Mary had just experienced with him.

“I’ve missed you both. I know you probably won’t believe that, but it’s true.”

He took a deep shuddering breath and then released them, stepping back to look at both of them. “I’ve a feeling there’s a story here. I can’t believe it. The two of you. Here. You can’t imagine how many times I’ve fantasized about this.”

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Unicorn Craving – An Excerpt

UnicornCraving_smUnicorn Craving, a quirky little erotic fantasy with fairies and magic and sexy shapeshifting unicorns.

Gillian Darby took a ride in the country to pick apples for a pie. She never expected to end up dropped in a whole other realm, apparently as the birthday gift for a unicorn prince. Gillian is an adventurous girl and takes up the offer of the sexy man with the thick white tail as his only adornment, to become his consort for the day in exchange for a basket of magical fruit. Being a chef with an eye toward fame, she was certain she was on her way and had made a very shrewd deal. Or had she? The handcuffs and the matching white tail accessory he present to her–might be another matter entirely.

Excerpt:

“Ah,” she said as she reached out with gnarled hands to clasp Gillian’s. “You have come. Excellent. Step inside, I have a gift for you.”

“B-but I don’t know you. How can you have a gift for me? How did you know I’d be here?”

The old woman chuckled softly. “I know who you are.” She turned and tapped the front of Gillian’s shirt where the gold-horned unicorn was displayed on the front. “This gift is for you, only for you.”

Hesitantly, Gillian followed her into the tent. What could it hurt? A person didn’t discover special one-of-a-kind items by being shy and reluctant. That’s one thing she’d learned over the years. A person had to take a chance or two if they wanted to break away from the pack.

The interior of the tent was dark and smelled of sandalwood incense, and her tense muscles eased as she inhaled the woodsy aroma. The old woman turned to face her, blue eyes glittering like sapphires in the gloomy interior.

“Yes, you will do nicely. He’s waited long enough.”

“Do for what? Who are you talking about?”

She waved a hand in the air above her head and Gillian heard the jangle of her bracelets. The sound was bell-like and sultry, almost rhythmically hypnotic. She blinked and shook her head. How eerie.

The old woman turned away to a display shelf, rustled around and then turned back. She held something out. “This is for you. You must take it with you on your journeys.”

Gillian looked down and her eyes rounded. “What is it?”

The old woman chuckled. “What do you think it is? It’s the unicorn’s horn. Today is his birthday and you must take it to him. Tell them Derrika sends a gift.”

“Derrika? Are you Derrika?”

The woman nodded. She then reached into a tan leather pouch hooked to her belt. She pulled out a pinch of sparkly blue powder and threw it into Gillian’s eyes.

Gillian quickly reached up to wipe it away. “What are you doing? Trying to blind me?”

“A little glamour to ease your journey. Nothing harmful…just a bit of magic.” Then Gillian felt the touch of the woman’s hand as she stroked the left side of her face. She traced a fingertip brow to jaw. “So lovely. He will not mind, I’m sure.” She tapped her cheek lightly and then lowered her hand. “That should protect you from the wrong sort.”

Gillian blinked, tearing up, and then her vision cleared. She gasped when she saw the woman clearly again. Or maybe not so clearly, for now she looked like she was at least forty years younger.

“Where—where—” she babbled incoherently.

The woman nodded and smiled. “You see? Not everything is quite what it appears.” She walked to the back of the tent and opened the flap. “It’s time for you to go. Remember to tell them Derrika sent you. Then they will know the gift is true. Maybe we’ll meet again when you least expect it.”

Slowly, Gillian walked over to the flap and peered out. “You want me to go down this alley?” It didn’t look like it was particularly inviting and there wasn’t another person in sight.

Derrika nodded. “Oh, yes. You will be quite safe. You’ll see when you reach the end.”

With amazing strength, the woman yanked her out beyond the tent and then closed the flap. Gillian hesitated, ready to turn back and circle around the tent that belonged to a crazy woman. But then something caught her eye at the end of the alley. A light that almost blinded her with its intensity. And there were apple trees with the brightest crimson apples, almost as though they had been dipped into wet glitter. They were certainly the largest she’d ever seen. She simply had to get a closer look.

The leaves on the trees were very close to a fluorescent shade of green. It felt like they were drawing her forward, one step at a time. Her spirit of adventure kicked in, and cautiously she made her way down the darkened alley toward the bright light at the end, clutching the golden horn close against her breast.

She thought she heard the soft echo of a feminine chuckle as she drew closer to the source of the bright light. And then she was at the end of the alley and poised at a world that seemed vastly different from what she had ever known. The trees were a bit farther away than she had at first thought. She didn’t see another soul around and all she heard was the whisper of the trees, the wind pulling at her to continue. And the smell of ripe, juicy apples.

How could she resist? She stepped from the dirt gravel of the alley onto the green grassy lawn. And screamed as the green lawn swallowed her up and she fell into empty space. Tumbling and somersaulting, unable to grab onto anything to stop her rapid descent, it seemed like she fell a long way.

And then she landed with a thump onto soft ground. She lay for a moment to catch her breath before trying to move. Finally, opening her eyes, she gazed around. Everything was so very green. She heard a noise coming from the other side of the bushes where she had landed. Curiosity got the better of her and, rising to her knees, she slowly separated the branches. Her mouth rounded in a shocked “oh” at what she saw.

“Oh, my.”

Unicorn Cravingpreorder now on Amazon, releasing December 26th.

Releasing in December

DSC_0003lightleakHappy December everyone! Here’s the schedule for my books releasing at Amazon in December. These are re-releases from my Amber Quill backlist. More to come, but it is a slow process. Hope you all are looking forward to a festive December. I’ve been busy in November with reformatting and designing, as well as getting reading for the holidays, and trying to stay as unstressed as possible. We’ll see how it goes.

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The third episode of the Midnight Brotherhood Series, Trailmaster Phelix, will release on December 5th. (Episode 1 – Newblood Initiate; Episode 2 – Camaraderie. Both are now available on Amazon.)

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Trailmaster Phelix. (#MM, #submission, #fantasy, #erotica)

The ancient myths of the Brotherhood of the Midnight Pearl tell of an island formed from the depths of the ocean, in the midst of a sea of mystical, sapphire beauty. It is an island paradise built on love and devotion to a common belief, a society made up entirely of handsome and desirable men. And Alonzo Smith is on a journey to discover his place among them.

The initiates are set to be tested. After a span of relatively unregulated sexual play on the beach, the real challenges begin. Trailmaster Phelix arrives, along with his apprentice, Abel, to guide these lusty young men with their raging libidos through the dangerous jungles on Mannos. Alonzo, David, Helmer, Krispin, and Parker prepare themselves for new discoveries, yet adventures in the jungle may not be quite what they expect. Master Phelix has his eye on Alonzo, and this new leg of the journey may be even more challenging than Alonzo can imagine as Master Phelix forces more of Alonzo’s dark past into the light. Past blends into present as Alonzo turns himself to serving the demands of Master Phelix.

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Releasing December 12th, the second of the Egyptian Immortals set, Jewel of Niveka.

Jewel of Niveka (#MF, #eroticromance, #gods & goddesses fantasy)

The Egyptian Goddess Bastet plays matchmaker to Sahrametatiri as a reward for her eternal seJewelofNiveka_smrvice. But Sahra doesn’t think she’s ready for love or trust, and she bows to no man. How could she be when it was a man who caused her demise a millennia ago?
But Ben Solomon, curator of the Solomon Museum, where the Nivekian artifacts are to be exhibited, may just be the man to stand up to Sahra’s passionate defiance. After all, it isn’t the powerful Queen of Niveka he wants—it’s the desirable woman he made love to in one night of sizzling sexual desire.

Taming this immortal wildcat will take the patient determination of a modern man with a fierce passion in his heart…

Find out more about the mythical long lost Egyptian city of Niveka. If you missed it, the first book related to this story is Immortal Treasure, which is currently also a #kindleunlimited selection.

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Releasing December 19th, No Choice.

No Choice (#MMF, #menage, #contemporary, #bisexual, #eroticromance, #secondchanceromance)

Back in high school, Ginnie had dated both Mason and Derrick, two best friends. She had NoChoice_smloved them both equally…deliciously…separately. But rather than make a choice between them and take a chance on destroying their friendship, she had chosen to leave town.

Now, her old Mustang has broken down in front of the garage they own and she’s going to be confronted by a choice she couldn’t make all those years ago. Ginnie is also about to be faced with an unexpected revelation—one that could change everything and offer her a chance to snuggle into the very position where she truly yearned to be…

 

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Releasing December 26th, Unicorn Craving.

Unicorn Craving (#MMF, #menage, #bisexual, #fantasy, #romanticerotica)

UnicornCraving_smGillian Darby took a ride in the country to pick apples for a pie. She never expected to end up dropping into a whole other realm, apparently as the birthday gift for a unicorn prince. Gillian is an adventurous girl, and takes up the offer of the sexy man with the thick white tail to become his consort for the day in exchange for a basket of magical fruit. Being a chef with an eye toward fame, she was certain she was on her way and had made a very shrewd deal.

But a lusty satyr named Hamlin, a fire-fairy named Vannora who wields a demanding crop, and an afternoon of “consort-pony training” has Gillian thinking maybe making a deal in the fairy kingdom wasn’t quite what she expected. Yet, submission to the attractive, virile unicorn prince might not be so bad. But the handcuffs and the matching white tail accessory he presents to her might be another matter entirely…

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