Saturday, February 22, 2014

Free Read: A New Year

Hello all!!

I have a free read available at ManLove Authors. Its a short story so a quick read.

A New Year is about a man who's all but given up on love but with the unwanted help of a meddling friend anything is possible.


Release Day: Carter and His Bear

Good Morning!!! Hope everyone is having a wonderful start to their weekend. Me personally, I've been battling illness for the past three weeks. Between my kids and husband we just keep passing the gunk back and forth. But I cant resist my kiddos hugs and kisses no matter how germ infected they are. LOL!! No serousliy! Kids and shools are a major danger zone. When I see a kid cough or wipe their nose I take a step back. 

Book 7 in The Warriors of hte Light series, Carter and His Bear is out today!!! This book was a lot of fun to right and I totally let my imagnination go wild with this one. 

Carter And His Bear
Carter Herrington has never needed anyone or anything until he met his mate. Now all the things Carter thought he never wanted are suffocating him so badly he doesn’t know what to do. But he does know one thing. Living without Abner White isn’t possible.

Falling in love and living happily ever after was what Abner envisioned when he found his mate, but what he got was one disappointment after another. Sure Carter is everything he's ever dreamed of, funny, witty, and the sexiest man he’s ever seen, but he can’t forgive Carter’s callous behavior. But the more time he spends with Carter, the harder it’s becoming to deny the man he can’t help but fall in love with.

When the council of paranormal beings calls seeking Carter’s help, he returns with Abner by his side. Just as their relationship starts to blossom, a hidden evil threatens to blow their newfound happiness right off the map.

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“With the mating bond, we can’t be without each other for too long. So I’ll have to go with you.” The hand Abner had on Carter’s neck fell away.

Motherfucker! Carter’s face scrunched up in anger. Of course the only reason Abner would offer to go was because they were mates and craved each other’s touch. Not because they were in love and couldn’t stand to be apart.

“Please don’t do me any favors.” Carter took a step away from Abner. “After all, god gave us two hands.” He raised his hands and wiggled his fingers around. “We should just start using them and save the trouble of having to be around one another.” Carter looked at Klaus. “I’ll be ready in an hour.”

Carter turned on his heel and headed up the stairs. He needed to pack his belongings. There was no telling when or if he’d be back. Part of him did want to come back, but there was another part that didn’t. Having to see Abner day in, day out, and the look of disappointment in his sky-blue eyes, was becoming harder and harder to bear. Maybe he could ask Carlos to concoct a potion for him to sever the bonding link between him and Abner. He was sick of punishing himself and making Abner suffer. A clean break could be exactly what they needed.

After he packed his suitcase and backpack, Carter went in search of his friends to say good-bye. He stopped by Ben and Miles’s room first. Miles was exhausted but managed to give him a hug and told him to hurry back. Carter just smiled but didn’t say anything else. They didn’t need him here and he didn’t want to upset them with his choice to not come back.

As he walked down the hallway, the sound of music met his ears. It was coming from Astrid’s room. Carter stopped to listen. The music was so soft and sad. Love and loss and letting go were the sweetly sung lines.

Carter slowly pushed Astrid’s door open to see his friend sitting in the middle of his bed on his laptop.

“Hey, Carter!” Astrid gave him one of his super-bright smiles that usually had the effect of making him smile in return, but not today.

“What is that?” Carter asked, his eyes watering.

“What?” Astrid tilted his head to the side. “The song?” Carter nodded his head, too afraid to speak. “Oh, it’s ‘Say Something’ by A Great Big World. Pretty cool song, huh? It’s so haunting, the lyrics and the artist’s voice.” Astrid wrapped his arms around his chest as if he were cold. “Gives me chills every time I listen to it.”

“Yeah.” Carter swiped a hand under his eye to catch the stray tear that broke free.

“Are you all right?” Astrid climbed off his bed and came to stand in front of Carter. His small hands cupped Carter’s cheeks. “What’s the matter?”

“Nothing.” Carter forced a smile on his face. He was going to miss his dear friend, but the lyrics of the song still played in his head. He feared that it might be time to give up on Abner. He’d do anything for his mate, but Abner wasn’t ready to accept his apologies and Carter didn’t know if his mate ever would. “I just came to say good-bye.”

“Good-bye?” Astrid’s hands fell back to his sides. “Where are you going?”

“The Council of Paranormal Beings has called me back home.” Carter shrugged. “More like my parents did, but still the same result. I leave in a few minutes and wanted to say bye before I left.”

“Will you be coming back?” Astrid asked in a voice so small Carter could barely hear it.

“I’m not sure, bud.” Carter rumbled a hand through Astrid’s hair. He’d trimmed his long locks into a short, shaggy-style haircut. Carter liked the look on Astrid. “But there is always text and email. I’ll only be a phone call away.”

“But what about Abner?”

“What about him?” The sharp spike of pain in his chest burned brighter every time he thought of his mate and leaving him behind.

“Is he going with you?”

“I don’t know.” Carter shook his head, then grinned through the pain. “But don’t you worry about us. I’m sure we’ll work out our differences eventually.”

“Promise?” Tears streaked down Astrid’s rosy-red cheeks.

“Ah, bud, you know I can’t promise something like that.” He pulled Astrid into a tight hug. “I hope and I pray every night that one day Abner and I will find a way to be together, but until then I just don’t know. I wasn’t the nicest person to him in the beginning and he’s a stubborn man with a memory a mile long.” He pushed Astrid an arm’s length away to stare into his sad eyes. “It takes two people to make a mating work.”

“I know!” Astrid gripped Carter’s hands in his. “Just promise you won’t give up yet.”

“Astrid.” Carter tried to turn away. There wasn’t much Astrid couldn’t get him to promise and he didn’t want to lie to his friend.

“Promise to not lose hope.” Astrid grinned. “Stranger things have happened.”

Carter laughed. “I’ll try not to give up just yet. Okay?”

“That’s all I can ask for.” Astrid reached up on his tiptoes to give Carter one last hug. “Please come back to us, Carter. This is your home, not the council.”

“I’ll try.”

Carter walked out of Astrid’s room and back to his room. He grabbed his bags and stopped at the entryway to his room. With one last look at the place he’d called home for the past year, he said good-bye.

“You ready?” Klaus asked as Carter came down the stairs.

“Yep!” Carter followed Klaus out the front door. He didn’t bother to ask where Abner was. They needed a clean break, even if just for a while.


Carter tossed his shirt to the floor and shimmied out of his pants, then came up onto his knees. Abner’s hands went to his belt buckle but Carter smacked his hands away. He bent over and stuck out his tongue, licking upward from Abner’s slightly furred treasure trail up to the center of his chest, moving to tease his right nipple while he plucked at the left one with his fingers.

“So good,” Abner groaned as his fingers combed through Carter’s hair, clasping him to Abner’s chest.

Carter teased the dusty-rose-colored peaks for a few more minutes, then moved upward to sink his teeth into the soft skin where Abner’s shoulder and neck met. His mate tasted wild and bold, like the scent of a pine and smoke. Carter was getting drunk on the smell.

He let his hands quickly undo Abner’s buckle and pulled the fastening free. Carter then shoved his mate’s pants down his legs. Carter leaned back far enough to look down their bodies at the protruding cock. Abner’s dick was thick and heavily veined. The skin was pulled so tight around Abner’s erection, the skin looked purple. Carter wrapped his fingers around the solid length and gave a gentle stroke.

“Fuck yeah.” Abner jerked forward.

Carter dropped his head to kiss and suck his way up Abner’s neck to his jaw, never once stopping his hand from jacking Abner’s cock. Using his other hand, Carter fondled Abner’s balls, pulling and tugging. Abner spread his knees further apart and Carter reached back further. The heat coming from Abner’s center was scorching. Carter couldn’t resist. He eased his finger back toward Abner’s tight little hole and circled it. The muscle tensed and fluttered under his gentle touch.

“Carter,” Abner whispered, and pushed an inch away from Carter to look into his eyes. “Have you…” Abner’s voice trailed off. Carter watched him take a deep breath. “Would you mind…”

Carter wanted to smile at the perplexed look on his mate’s face. Abner’s cheeks were bright red and sweat dotted his forehead. He knew what Abner was trying to ask and Carter wanted to pump his fist in the air. In the twelve months he’d been with Abner, Carter had never once topped the man. Sure, he wanted to, but their encounters were often swift and finished within seconds. At the time, Carter was happy to get what he could but he wouldn’t deny he desperately wanted to be buried balls deep into his mate. There was something about how big and strong Abner was that made Carter want to see the man fall apart at his touch.

“What, Abner?” Carter applied a small amount of pressure to his finger, dipping the tip of his finger into Abner’s scalding heat. It took everything in Carter not to push Abner down on the bed and mount him. “Tell me what you need, baby?” He pushed the finger deeper and he could feel Abner’s thighs tremble.

“I want.” Abner bit his bottom lip, his head tilting back on his shoulders. “I want you inside me.” He looked up and met Carter’s eyes. “Will you make love to me?” he asked in a small voice, the sound so innocent and loving Carter’s eyes welled up with tears.

“I thought you’d never ask.” Carter covered Abner’s lips with his and teased his tongue over the seam until Abner opened up, sucking him in further.

Abner fell back to lie on his back, spreading his legs. Carter positioned himself between the massive tree trunks Abner called legs. He knew if Abner squeezed his thighs together, he could crush Carter in a heartbeat.

Carter broke the kiss to stretch over to the nightstand and pulled out the lube he stashed there for when he jerked off. He was young so that happened quite often.

Carter reclaimed Abner’s lips as he popped the cap and squirted the cool, clear liquid on his fingers. He let the tube fall to the bed and he painted his fingers over Abner’s hairy entrance. Abner shuddered beneath him and spread his thighs further apart. Carter started with one finger then quickly added another. He sat up and watched as his fingers sank deeper. Carter curled his fingers and massaged over Abner’s prostate, which sent his mate wailing in pleasure.

Abner’s entire body was flushed and glistening in sweat. The hard length jetting up toward Abner’s belly button dripped pre-cum, leaving a wet mark on Abner’s stomach.

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Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Today's Guest: Jenna Jaxon

Tour long Giveaway: $50.00 Gift Card to Amazon or B&N

Dates: 1/31/2014 thru 2/28/2014

After a night of passion with her betrothed, Sir Geoffrey Longford, Lady Alyse de Courcy is eagerly looking forward to her wedding.  But when Geoffrey is forced to marry another, a heartbroken and possibly pregnant Alyse finds herself in her own private hell. She must either gamble with her reputation or marry someone she does not love.
A reputed connoisseur of women, Thomas, Lord Braeton, has dallied with many ladies of King Edward’s court, although he has favored none.  However, as Geoffrey’s best friend, Thomas has sworn to serve and protect Alyse, an oath now sorely tested when he agrees to marry her—in name only—to guard her reputation. Yet, as they grow closer, and Thomas discovers Alyse’s sweet but spirited nature, he comes to desire a marriage in truth.  Can he overcome her memory of Geoffrey or is Thomas doomed to burn with passion for a woman he can never possess?

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Jenna Jaxon is a multi-published author of historical  and contemporary romance. She is currently finishing revisions to  her fifth full length novel, To Woo A Wicked Widow, set in Regency England and the first book in her five part series, The Widow’s Club.
Only Marriage Will Do, second book in her Georgian  House of Pleasure series is with the editor. Her medieval trilogy, Time Enough to Love, is being published by Rising Phoenix Publications. Book 1, Betrothal is currently available.  Book 2, Betrayal, will be available at the end of January.
Jenna has been reading and writing historical romance since she was a teenager.  A romantic herself, she has always loved a dark side to the genre, a twist, suspense, a surprise.  She tries to incorporate all of these elements into her own stories. She lives in Virginia with her family and a small menagerie of pets.  When not reading or writing, she indulges her passion for the theatre, working with local theatres as a director.  She often feels she is directing her characters on their own private stage.
She has equated her writing to an addiction to chocolate because once she starts she just can’t stop.
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Jenna Jaxon Interview

What book are you currently reading?  I am currently reading Effie’s Outlaw by Karen Lopp.  It’s an historical western with a feisty heroine and a gruff outlaw hero.  Lots of fun to read at night!

What’s the strangest (neatest, coolest, etc) thing you’ve ever done?  I had lunch at 95 Metres, the restaurant located 95 meters above ground in the Eiffel Tower with my husband on our 10th anniversary.

What is one place in the world you’d love to visit which you haven’t already been?  India.  I read M.M. Kaye’s wonderful historical novels The Far Pavilions and The Shadow of the Moon and have wanted to see that part of the world ever since.

 Who are some of your favorite authors? Wow.  I have to categorize that.  For Horror, Stephen King, hands down.  Patricia Cornwell and John Grisham for suspense.  For romance, the list is long.  Jo Beverley, Kathleen Woodiwiss, Mary Balogh, Diana Gabaldon, Lisa Kelypas, Loretta Chase, Samantha James, Courtney Milan.

What are you currently working on, or what’s on the horizon?  After Betrayal, I’m finishing up the serial novel, Time Enough to Love, with the third novella, Beleaguered.  Then I’m revising my Victorian romance As Long As You’re Mine for submission and finishing up a Regency romance, To Woo A Wicked Widow.

Quick Questions:

Summer or Fall?  Fall

Pedicure or massage?  Pedicure

Paper or plastic? Paper

Cats or dogs?  Cats!

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Monday, February 3, 2014

Today's Guest: Lea Barrymire

Tour long Giveaway: $20 Giftcard to Amazon, B&N, ARe, or StrandBucks.
Dates: 2/3/2014 through 2/24/2014


Willie Krenshaw wanted nothing more than a few minutes watching the waters of Lake Erie after a long workday. What she ended up with was a drugged male vampire and an itch to be a Good Samaritan.

When her inner kitty starts sniffing around at the male she's helping, she knows Fate's evil sense of humor is in full swing. Being a shifter-vampire hybrid is hard enough, but having a male vampire as her fated mate is just too much.

Nickola, the vampire she assists, finds her breathtaking and does all he can to push Fate's agenda.

Stephen is the male vampire Nickola is investigating for the Council. He takes aim at the couple, intent on pulling Nick to his side or killing him. Between Stephen's scheming and the Council's interest in Willie, can they survive the chaos long enough to test the depths of their passions?


“How’re you feeling?” the man asked her. His eyes held only concern.

How was she feeling? That was a really good question. She glanced down at her hands, expecting to see charred skin or bandages. She gasped when she saw her hands looked normal. Did she just dream the pain and fire?

“You don’t really need to answer that if you don’t want to. My name is Robert Smith. What’s yours?” The man was still watching her with an intensity she wasn’t accustomed to. He looked so normal, but her life had been ruined repeatedly over the last two days by “normal” looking people. He wore a blue and red flannel shirt that had some dark stains on it. Blood, she thought. My blood.

“Willie,” she croaked. Her throat hurt and burned. She was really thirsty. “Could I have something to drink, please?”

“Sure, just take it slow, okay?” He handed her a small plastic cup filled with ice chips and water. She sipped it like instructed while she studied him. Dark brown eyes watched her with concern and perhaps a little weariness. Tousled brown hair stuck up in random clumps giving him a rumpled look. He looked pretty normal, she thought.

“How did I get here?” she asked. She shied away from the memories that threatened to invade her mind again. The black eyes sucking her will from her, the strong hands that grabbed her arms and held her still as those sharp teeth sped toward her throat. She shivered with the memories.

“Well, I found you in the woods and brought you here. Willie, I need to talk to your parents. I’m sure they’re worried sick about you.”

“No, they aren’t worried,” She choked on the words. “They don’t give a shit about me.”

“Hey, watch the language,” Robert scolded with a scowl marring his face. “I don’t care if they care or not we have to call them. I’ve gone around the system for your treatments, but now that you’re awake we have to have someone responsible for you making decisions.”

“You can call them, but they’ll just come here to kill me. They dumped me in Old Forge. They don’t want me, and they won’t want to know that I’m alive. It’ll screw up their story.” She clenched her teeth together and lifted her chin. Unshed tears glistened in her eyes. She wouldn’t cry in front of a stranger over her parents. Shit. They weren’t her parents. No parent could drop off their teenager in the middle of nowhere and hope they died just because they weren't normal.

“What do you mean they dumped you?” He scowled and sat back. He crossed his arms across his chest and waited.

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Renae Gioli isn’t looking for adventure but it finds her in the form of an Italian speaking man named Alexandre DiMassone. The moment she hears his voice in a crappy dive bar she’s entranced. His strange behavior on the dance floor leaves her hot, wanting, and scared.

He’s captivated by her eyes and even as he fights it the vampire can’t help himself. Can he push aside his jaded attitude and embrace what Fate has given him before he loses her? His obsession spells trouble and lust for her. Kidnapping her was never in the cards, but he doesn’t have the willpower to let her walk away.

Rogue vampires, cougar shifters, and more intrude on their time. Can she forgive him for forcing his will on her and changing her entire life in a single bite? His arrogance knows no bounds but she catches a glimpse of the confusion beneath.

He pulled away from her mouth and swept his lips along her cheek before whispering in her ear, letting his breath blow across her flesh. “You taste of beer and innocence, my dearest Renae.”

She whimpered in his arms and sagged against him a moment before he pressed his lips to her neck. He could feel her blood rushing just below her skin, calling to him. Her scent was so much stronger where her hair had held it captive against her neck. He groaned before licking lightly along her pulse. The properties of his saliva would numb the area and would draw her blood vessels closer to his lips. That was the predator’s reasoning. The male’s reasoning for licking her skin was to capture a taste of her and to take it into his body. A slow stroke of his tongue over the throbbing vein had him moaning. She tasted divine.

He struck quickly, forcing his canines to push from his gums the instant before they penetrated her skin. She squeaked and bowed her body against his before relaxing completely. Vampire bites weren’t painful unless the biter wanted them to be. Alex definitely didn’t want to inflict pain. He allowed his saliva to flow freely within his mouth, bathing her skin as he sipped from the four puncture wounds he’d created. It would give her a euphoric feeling that probably bordered on arousing. He grinned as she whimpered and moved against his body, rubbing her pelvis against his. For some, vampire saliva could induce orgasms. It seemed his sweet victim was one of those lucky humans. She was going to experience the full joy of being with an aged vampire while he made the connection with her mind.

As he drew the first mouthful of blood from her body, he let her taste play over his palate. He’d drunk from thousands, hundreds of thousands, of humans. He was always interested in how different each one tasted. Everything a human took into their bodies affected the taste of their blood. Foods, drugs, drink, airborne pollutants, all could change the essence and texture. Much like how the environment changed the flavor profile of a wine because of what surroundings the grapes grew in. Renae’s natural essence was a wonderful mix of sweet and spicy. She had an overtone of dark chocolate or coffee that was enough to make him moan. She tasted of sensuality and home.

He swallowed the first sip and fully meant to seal the punctures, but he pulled another mouthful. After his third or fourth draw from her vein, and with the scent of her arousal filling his lungs, he made his tongue swipe over the small holes he had made, forced himself to seal the wounds and slowly pull his mouth from her skin. She was still moving against him, rubbing his throbbing erection. Her breaths were coming in short, stuttered gasps. Her body temperature had spiked, and a fine sheen of sweat covered her neck. He realized she was close to a release, and they were standing in the middle of the dance floor. He needed to get her away from the other humans to either give her relief, or to fuzz her memory so her body could calm.

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About Lea Barrymire

Lea lives in Western New York with her hubby, three children, and miscellaneous critters. Before the rugrats, she lived a life of adventure, following her husband all over Europe with the US military. She’s slept in a car outside Paris, drove six hours just to see tulips in the Netherlands, and knocked ash from her shoes at Pompeii. Now she spends her time in life’s adventures at soccer games, PTA meetings and school plays.

Lea has loved reading from a very young age, spending many sleepless nights devouring books. Science fiction and paranormal were her favorite genres to read as a teenager, and that love bled into her adult life. She started writing during a bout of insomnia, to fill time, and found it filled a creative void. Now she communes regularly with the characters in her head and tries not to laugh out loud when they say something funny.

When Lea isn’t reading, writing or corralling kids, she enjoys watching movies and sciencey shows, or just kicking back and listening to some music.

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