The Wysh

Wysh 1: The Wysh
By L. Shannon
Genre: paranormal m/m romance
ISBN: 978-1-61124-221-8
Released: December 18, 2011
Amber Quill Press
Cover Artist: Trace Edward Zaber
Editor: Catherine Snodgrass


Buy it at Amber Quill Press http://amberquill.com/AmberAllure/Wysh.html


BLURB
Lin struggles to raise his kid brother on a writer's fluctuating income and once more is over whelmed with unpaid bills. Just when he thinks he's out of options, that is when he gets a mysterious note offering him money for a little of his time. Despite knowing the guy will probably be a stalker pervert who thinks he's the woman shown on that back of his books, he still goes to the midnight meeting. What he finds is a ridiculously sexy demon asking for his blood in exchange for enough cash to fix Lin's lacking finances. Lin's just not sure how much of himself he can give up for money. The decisions could change his life forever.


EXCERPT
(*WARNING* Potentially adult excerpt. Consider yourself warned.)

If this were a book of mine to plot out, the note writer would be some recluse of a hunk, desperate to connect with another human even if he had to buy their company with his blue blood inheritance. A perfect fit for a desperate heroine. In my case, maybe it would be glamorous beauty, driven to the brink of madness from her loneliness. Some pretty delicate girl, petite enough to make me feel big and strong.

A snort slipped out.

But of course not. I'm a cynic. Reality wasn't like that. The truth was more likely going to be either a hideous ugly guy who couldn't get laid or a sicko who couldn't find someone willing to do what he needed to get off.

And here was me walking into this situation. I focused on the fireflies and continued onward with my hands in my pockets. One hand wrapped around the only proof that my desperation hadn't completely eroded my sense of self-preservation. The stun gun was a good model capable of shocking the shit out of a large man. The weapon could even be used multiple times if the guy in need of voltage wasn't alone, or if he really pissed me off. Not that I was completely helpless, but time and experience had taught me that with my frame I was better off with more options.

The dark star-spangled surface of the small lake came into view. The note had ordered me to meet him between the lake and the north bend in the dirt road. Right about... Here.

A shadow of black on black moved ahead of me. Despite the darkness, I could make out someone sitting on one of the two overlook benches. That someone appeared to be alone, but also even sitting looked as big as a mountain.

"Ms. Hamilton, you came." The gravelly voice vibrated across the air to me.

"Are you alone?" Even if I hadn't seen anyone I still had to ask.

"Yes, I came alone. I'm glad you did also."

I expected him to move, stand or do something, but instead the man stayed on his bench, staring out over the lake. Trudging a few steps closer I waited for his appearance to take clearer shape. But no matter how much I squinted, he remained nothing but shadow, hidden inside a long trench coat and obscured by a wide hat reminiscent of Van Helsing.

"Why did you come alone?" His question was tinged with sadness or perhaps disappointment. "Didn't you consider the risks?"

"I don't need a safety lesson from the creepy bastard who lured me out here." And with the earlier use of Ms. I figured it was time to fess up. "Besides, I'm not a Ms. Hamilton. I'm a Mr."

"Mr.? No, she's not married."

"She isn't a she." I shook my head. This was going to take more explaining. "I'm the author. But I am a man, not a woman. The readers expected a female author so my editor decided it would--"

"Ahh, a pen name. I understand."

"It's also my name. I'm Lindsey Hamilton. Most just call me Lin."

"Lin. I see." His voice dripped with doubt. "You came alone."

"So what? You already know I need the money. You seemed to be a fan so the least I could do was hear you out. My words tumbled out in a rush. Better to put all the cards on the table right away. "But even if my gender isn't an issue for you, I won't agree to anything until I hear exactly what you want in exchange for that money."

"Are there things you won't do for a thousand dollars?"

"Yes, there are things I won't do for a million dollars." Although in the most honest part of my heart, I'd have to admit that there were probably damn few things I wouldn't do for a big enough payout. "So spill it. Are you a pervert? Into shit you just can't talk the girls into? Or are you ugly enough to make the girls barf and run away?"

Wind blew in off the lake, sending a shiver dancing over my skin.

And then he was behind me. Just like that, in the blink of an eye, the guy went from still as stone on the bench, across the dozen feet or so and around behind my back. Yet, I hadn't seen him stand or walk or anything. Just bam, there he was.

I jerked, tightening my grip on the stun gun in my pocket. His hands locked onto my arms before I could pull it out.

"Now, now, you asked for the details." His words whispered over the back of my neck, sending a tightening sensation down my body. With a twist to look over my shoulder at him, I saw only pale white skin and glowing amber eyes. His height was just as I'd expected, towering over me at probably six and a half feet. And he was broad at the shoulders. I could tell that much even with his physique hidden by the trench coat and the darkness. My gaze returned to his glowing eyes. So sad and...glinting with something dangerous.

I couldn't tear my gaze free. "What are you? What do you want?"

"Let's start with you not trying to electrocute me and work our way up from there." He blinked and loosened his grip on my arms. "I won't hurt you. I won't take anything you can't willingly offer."

I turned slowly. "What the hell does that mean? And how about we back up to the part where you answer me and explain just what the hell you are."

"So tough." From beneath the brim of his hat, one side of his lips quirked upward, revealing a neat line of teeth...except for one that was long enough to definitely be called a fang.

Icy fingers slid down my back. This guy was way out of my league. His brute strength alone would probably crush me if that was what he wanted. Yet, his huge grip remained gentle. "Answer my question or we're heading back down the 'shock the shit' road once more."

This time he chuckled. "I'm a..." His words faded to nothing.

"A what? I make my living studying people and I've seen enough to know you aren't one. Are you a..." This time it was my words that failed. After all, I could hardly ask him if he was a vampire. Who the hell could ask that straight out into the honest night? "You're not human. I don't even need you to answer that question. But I'm not a bigot or anything. So just say it in one word or less. What are you?"

His head tilted forward. The brim of his hat hiding all of his face.

I just knew it. He was going to actually say that word. He was going to say right out loud that he was a vampire.


END EXCERPT

For more information or to buy this title at
http://amberquill.com/AmberAllure/Wysh.html

The Jade Prince

Dragonbound: The Jade Prince
By L. Shannon
Genre: Erotic Urban Fantasy (m/m)
Length: Short Story - Amber Kiss (6k words)
ISBN-13: 978-1-61124-202-7 (Electronic)
Released: November 6, 2011
Amber Quill Press
Cover Artist: Trace Edward Zaber
Editor: Catherine Snodgrass

Buy it at Amber Quill Press
http://amberquill.com/AmberAllure/JadePrince.html


BLURB
Cal has loved his best friend forever but since Jin is straight, the relationship has no hope of ever being fulfilled. Or at least that was what he thought until the day he accidentally binds Jin to the spirit of an insane dragon. Now Cal will do anything, even offer his flesh and grab hold of a twisted form of his most desperate desire in order to keep the jade dragon from using Jin's body to rampage through the city.


EXCERPT
(*WARNING* Graphic excerpt. Consider yourself warned.)

...Cal held out the small box with the pendant. “Here. It’s a thank you gift from me and Tory.”

“You didn’t have to—”

“Shut up, Jin. Just be gracious and accept our thanks. What you’ve done… Well, you won’t let us make much out of it, but it does mean a lot to me, to us both.”

Jin nodded and opened up the plain box. “A jade dragon?” Picking up the pendant, he let it dangle from his fingers. “Very pretty.”

The way the light danced off the green stones made it look far more expensive than it had in the dusty pawn shop. Now it gleamed almost alive with the shine of the jade.

Jin draped the chain around his neck and the pendant landed perfectly at the dip between his collarbones. “Ah! What the hell?”

“What’s wrong?”

“It burns!” He pried at the pendant but it didn’t budge. “Help me get this thing off.”

Cal leaned in close and tugged at the loose chain. That much still moved freely, but the pendant itself might as well have become part of Jin’s flesh. And when his fingers hit the now hot stone, it sizzled with what felt like damn near electric shock. “Hey!”

“Cal!” Jin’s body bucked back into the sofa cushions, his spine arched painfully. After a long moment the shaking started.

He grabbed Jin and pinned his writhing body in place. What the hell was happening? A seizure, but what caused it? The pendant? It had to be the pendant, but how and why? All he could do was hold on and pray for a miracle...

END EXCERPT

Buy The Jade Prince at http://amberquill.com/AmberAllure/JadePrince.html

Guest Author: Jerry Race

Muse It Hot Publishing

releases

More Than A Stud

a novella

by Jerry Race

on September 2, 2011

To buy More Than A Stud click on this link .

http://tinyurl.com/3fjrq36

 


Genre: Paranormal Erotica M/M Romance
Editor: Lea Schizas
Line editor: Anita Baron Ford
Cover artist: Suzannah Safi
Words: 31269
Pages: 110
ISBN: 978-1-927085-56-1
Price: $4.50
Warning: Adult Content
Blurb:
Will stakes and fangs keep Shane and Jamie from being a couple before their relationship begins?
Shane Richards, 24, male model, has a few problems. His rival threatens to discredit him if he participated in the upcoming America’s Top Male Model contest. Near his twenty-fifth birthday, the dormant vampire abilities within him begin to surface and he starts having nightmares about meeting his so-called father whom he’s never met. As if that isn’t enough one of his male friends who has the hots for him is determined to make him his lover. On his twenty-fifth birthday his nightmares come true and he winds up risking his life in a battle with his father over a pendant with supernatural powers.

Thank you.
Jerry Race
Seductive. Sensual & hawt romance!

Excerpt:

Steam swirled throughout the bathroom as Jamie Donovan entered and warm vapors caressed his naked body while he shut the door. Anticipation tingled his skin at the thought of getting to see his boyfriend without clothes for the first time.

As badly as Jamie wanted his boyfriend sexually he had to force himself not to rush into things. If he did he’d surely lose him and after everything he’d gone through to be with Shane Richards he didn’t want to be back to square one, alone. For that not to happen he’d need to win his trust and he was determined to follow through no matter what it would take.

During the time they’ve been together he learned a lot about Shane. Too many people, mostly men, used him to get what they wanted. Once they had sex with him they’d forget he existed. Of course, Shane was aware he allowed all that to happen. But how else was he going to have sexual contact with someone. Hand jobs became much too boring.

His persistent waiting was about to pay off. Until meeting Shane he’d doubted love would ever surface.

Pausing near the frosted shower door a light shiver slithered over him. Something is wrong. I’ve never felt weird vibes come from Shane—never.

Without a word from the other side the shower door opened. A long arm shot out. He gasped as long, thick fingers grasped the wrist on his right hand, yanking him inside. Hot water instantly pounded his body as he slammed against the naked, stunning physique before him. His eyes gazed into a smooth brown face then glanced up into mocha color eyes and tiny sparkles of crimson flickered in those eyes. How odd.

Jamie stepped back letting his eyes travel from the soaked ebony hair and down the taut wide chest. His tongue brushed over his lips at the sight of the impressive cock pointing at him. Mmm. It’s much thicker and longer than I ever expected.

Just as he reached for the thick shaft a hand brushed them away and his boyfriend stepped back. A nervous smile formed on his lips as their eyes met. His lids lowered while his boyfriend brought his lips closer to his. Jamie moaned the moment Shane claimed his lips. Oh Shane.

Feeling Shane pulling his mouth away his lids lifted.

“Now, give me that ass,” A deep, male voice softly demanded.

Hands gently grabbed his shoulders. The balls of his feet slid on the wet floor as his body swung around. Facing the blue gray tile he leaned his cheek against it. Needing something to hold on to he rested the palms of his hands on the wall. Sensing the thick cock head sliding between his ass cheeks his body tensed.

“Come on Jamie, relax,” he heard Shane’s seductive voice in his ears.

“Just take it easy, Shane.It’s been too long since I’ve had sex. Besides, I’ve never had a cock as big as yours.”

Tension continued to flow through him. No matter how hard he tried, relaxation wasn’t working.

“Open up, damn it,” Shane ordered. “Sorry about this kiddo, but—”

“Ow!” Jamie cried out as the thick erection plowed in him. Tears swelled in his eyes when he felt the cock shoved deeper.

“Oh yeah. Nice and tight.” Shane pulled his cock back.

Fuck! I doubt I’ll ever get used to that monster.

Again the thick erection moved forward. Without further hesitation Shane picked up the pace plunging his cock up and down making their bodies rock in unison.

Jamie clenched his teeth tighter from the swift movements. I never thought I’d say this, but I wish he’d hurry and get this over with.

 As if Shane heard his thoughts he slowed down and made a sudden stopped. “Ahhh.” His scream bounced off the walls. Then all Jamie could hear was the water spewing from the shower head.

Unexpectedly, Shane leaned against his back.

Warm breath blew in his ear and teeth nibbled on his ear lobe. Jamie shuddered when sharp teeth clamped on his neck A few seconds later his boyfriend spoke softly in his ear. “I love you, Jamie.”

Jamie grinned. “And I love you too, Shane.” Feeling the teeth sink through the skin on his neck Jamie screamed. “Ow. Shane, giving me a hickey is one thing, but—”

His body tensed as he heard his blood rushing up his throat. Within seconds his knees wobbled and about to buckle. As his hands slipped on the tiled wall darkness filled his mind.

Ka boom!

His body lurched from the emphatic sound and the rapid pounding of his heart slammed against his chest. Awaking, he heard a gasp escape his throat. A bright light flashed from the other side of the room as he sat up in bed. Glancing at the window thick sheets of rain slapped against the pane. Movement to his right made him look away and his eyes settled on Shane lying on his back, opening his eyes . “What’s wrong, hon?”

“I just had the wildest dream,” he answered.

Sitting up, Shane asked, “What about?”

“I don’t wanna talk about it, at least not now.”

Shane snuggled beside his boyfriend and brushed his lips over his ear, whispering,  “Have I ever said that I love you?”

Jamie cringed. Then he glanced at Shane focusing his attention on his boyfriend’s mouth and nodded. Without another word he threw the bedding off and leaped out of bed.

“Jamie?” Shane asked. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

Without bothering to answer he ran out of the bedroom refusing to look at Shane.

Yay! I just heard that The Jade Prince will be picked up by Amber Quill Press! I'm so excited!! It is tentatively scheduled for a November release.  I'll post more as I know it.

Shannon
www.lshannon.net

Guest Author: Selena Blake

Have you ever been seduced?

There's something so nice about being swept off your feet. Especially when you least expect it. According to Wikipedia "the word seduction stems from Latin and means literally 'to lead astray'." It goes on to say "seduction, seen negatively, involves temptation and enticement, often sexual in nature, to lead someone astray into a behavioral choice they would not have made if they were not in a state of sexual arousal." But sometimes I think a little sexual arousal and a dose of seduction lead you exactly where you need to be.

Case in point: my latest release, Seduced by a Cajun Werewolf. The heroine certainly isn't expecting to be seduced. She's got a job to do and distractions aren't allowed.

But come on…since when has a werewolf played by the rules? Especially one as sinful as Laurent Deveraux. Handsome as heck with a smile that will make your toes curl, he's got seduction on his mind. She doesn't stand a chance.

If you like your romance erotic and paranormal, why not give SBACW a look?

Ultra sexy werewolf Laurent Deveraux thinks that Violet, the love of his life, died two hundred years ago until she shows up in New Orleans looking for him.

Violet, now a vampire, thinks she’s someone else. Her powerful and dangerous sire has bound her memories, taught her how to kill and Laurent is her next target.

Laurent is determined to awaken her memories and her undying passion before danger steals her away again.

For more info and an excerpt visit: http://site.selena-blake.com/bookshelf/series/stormy-weather/bound-and-determined/

Six Sentence Sunday - Walking Death's Edge

Bryck towered over her, crowding into her personal space. “You will do as I command. I won’t let your games put my demons in further danger.”

He was pissed. Perfect. Under the guise of needing space, she pushed her hands lightly against the thick muscling of his chest. The power surge was instantaneous, rushing through her body, bringing every cell to life.


This Sunday my six are from Anom'tam 4: Walking Death's Edge. Now available at Cobblestone press.

BLURB:
Complete opposites with a world of death between them, Bryck and Maya have more in common than either suspect, but revealing the deepest of secrets will have to wait until they’ve rescued his missing demon, Flayvor.

Every step toward the rescue has brought new love to the members of the Anom’tan unit and now the pattern begins to make sense.

Everyone will have a part to play. The new lovers will be put to the test. A greater force controls the game and only the ultimate sacrifices will offer Bryck and Maya the future they so desperately need.

Want to know a little more about this story? You can find excerpts and related books at: http://www.lshannon.net/Anomtan.html

Check out other sixes at http://www.sixsunday.blogspot.com/

Shannon
http://lshannon.net/

First Kiss Friday: Walking Death's Edge

“Flayvor…” The despair in Bryck’s voice tore Maya apart.

She caught his hand, clinging to him and offering what strength she could. When Bryck sagged to the floor, kneeling before his lost comrade, Maya let him go and began working on the chains holding the younger demon in place. Bryck would want to take him for whatever burial traditions they held to. She’d heard once that lost demons were laid to rest in the Hall of Souls.

“Wait, Bryck. There is something wrong here.” Bryck looked up at her with eyes black as night. “Where is Flayvor’s soul? I felt it before and now… I can sense it, but not within his body.”

“He was without a guide. His soul may not find its way.” This final cruelty pushed the demon commander to tears. A single black trail slid from his right eye.

She wiped away the track from his cheek. “If his body is healed, will his soul return?”

“Perhaps, if it has not completed the journey back to the Creator, it might.” Hope sparked in his eyes then dimmed at once. “But I know of nothing that can heal him or call back his soul.”

She brushed her lips over his. “Perhaps I do.”


This Friday's first kiss is from Anom'tam 4: Walking Death's Edge. Now available at Cobblestone press.

BLURB:
Complete opposites with a world of death between them, Bryck and Maya have more in common than either suspect, but revealing the deepest of secrets will have to wait until they’ve rescued his missing demon, Flayvor.

Every step toward the rescue has brought new love to the members of the Anom’tan unit and now the pattern begins to make sense.

Everyone will have a part to play. The new lovers will be put to the test. A greater force controls the game and only the ultimate sacrifices will offer Bryck and Maya the future they so desperately need.

Want to know a little more about this story? You can find excerpts and related books at: http://www.lshannon.net/Anomtan.html

Shannon
http://lshannon.net/

Six Sentence Sunday - Walking at Sundown

“Looks like he plans on being mute. Teaching him to speak will be fun.” Her voice was as cold as her eyes. Both were in contrast to her black and red firecracker appearance. Her shocking red hair spiked outward over her leather halter. The matching miniskirt was painted over fishnet stockings and knee-high spike-heeled boots. Tattoos spiraled down her arms, similar to the stark tribal tattoos but more intricate and flowing.

Something awoke deep within Dante, some remembered hint of passion. She was striking in her painted beauty. His body reminded him of the pleasure found in life that would be lost to a soulless monster fried to dust.

This Sunday my six are from Anom'tam 3: Walking at Sundown. Now available at Cobblestone press.

BLURB:
Synn demons, Spyce and Mayce are completely devoted to each other, but with both being dominate and the risk of accidentally killing other lovers, their love life could use a little something extra. When they catch the vampire expected to help find their lost comrade, they find just that missing spark. Dante has been lost in a world of equals.

A master vampire turned and enslaved Dante, teaching him the pleasure found as a submissive. In Mayce and Spyce, Dante sees an opportunity and seizes it with both fangs, demanding they give him one day of pleasure in exchange for his help.

Want to know a little more about this story? You can find excerpts and related books at: http://www.lshannon.net/Anomtan.html

Check out other sixes at http://www.sixsunday.blogspot.com/

Shannon
http://lshannon.net/

First Kiss Friday: Walking at Sundown

FIRST - between Mayce and Spyce

Mayce waited until the vampire began across the room, before grabbing Spyce and dragging her into a hard kiss. They came together with a crash and sparred for dominance that neither would truly gain. The battle was one Mayce lived for. Passion flared and he was rock hard and aching for her in seconds.

Never one to deny himself pleasure, he shoved her back until she hit the low wall around the pool area. “Lose the clothes.”

“Make me.”

He growled and let his magic burst outward, dissolving both his and her clothing. He hooked his arm under one thigh, opening her, but instead of a fast fuck like he’d originally imagined, he exposed his mind to her and they became one in thought and action. She reached between them, stroking his throbbing erection, rubbing the head over her wet entrance. Slowly, ever so slowly, he pushed in, reveling in her passionate response when she arched backward, trusting him to support her upper body.

Then she was all liquid movement, writhing against him, working herself over his thick length.


AND THEN... between Spyce and Dante

Mayce stepped into view beside his mate. His face was a mask of concern. “You can use your safe word. It can all stop with one word.”

Tears slipped down his face. How could they understand so perfectly? But they did, and he did not want to stop. “Please… I don’t want to stop.” The words felt torn from him, and in the rending he felt freed.

Mayce stepped back behind him but did not continue with the whipping. The demon’s hands moved over the ribbons of his back. Dante felt the examination of each wound and the care behind the touch. The barbed whip always exacted its pound of flesh, but his vampire nature made up for the damage and could heal him completely within hours.

Spyce kissed away his tears until Dante had full control once more. Her hands feathered over his face and combed through his tangled hair.

“What kind of mistress are you?” He asked with wonder.

“Do not doubt my control. Mayce and I own you, but we have no need to be cruel. All we do will be what you consent to and what we know you need.”

Confusion over her kindness brought out a boldness he had no control of. “But you have each other. Why would you want me?”


This Friday's first kiss is from Anom'tam 3: Walking at Sundown. Now available at Cobblestone press.

BLURB:
Synn demons, Spyce and Mayce are completely devoted to each other, but with both being dominate and the risk of accidentally killing other lovers, their love life could use a little something extra. When they catch the vampire expected to help find their lost comrade, they find just that missing spark. Dante has been lost in a world of equals.

A master vampire turned and enslaved Dante, teaching him the pleasure found as a submissive. In Mayce and Spyce, Dante sees an opportunity and seizes it with both fangs, demanding they give him one day of pleasure in exchange for his help.

Want to know a little more about this story? You can find excerpts and related books at: http://www.lshannon.net/Anomtan.html

Shannon
http://lshannon.net/

Six Sentence Sunday - Walking in Memories

Rayce was sure they’d both lost their minds and was about to tell them as much when their position shifted slightly and revealed the two staring into each other’s eyes with a tenderness that was hard to grasp. There was humor still tugging at her lips, but his had turned intense and hot. Then they were kissing, still wrapped in the same tender emotions.

He should stop them, get them inside, but Rayce didn’t move. His brother had so little happiness in his life.

This Sunday my six are from Anom'tam 2: Walking in Memories. Now available at Cobblestone press.

BLURB:
The Anom’tan demons continue tracking their missing brother. The latest clue leads to a witness, whose mind was damaged, ravaged. The violation leaves Clarice unable to remember the attack, control her own fate or even say no.

Rayce and Chayse can heal her and free her memories, but from the moment they set eyes on beautiful, willing Clarice priorities change.

Between them Clarice becomes an irresistible sex toy with the ability to heal them both. Can Chayse overcome his past fears to unlock Clarice’s mind? Can they trust Rayce to keep everyone safe? Will they find love together?

Want to know a little more about this story? You can find excerpts and related books at: http://www.lshannon.net/Anomtan.html

Check out other sixes at http://www.sixsunday.blogspot.com/

Shannon
http://lshannon.net/

First Kiss Friday: Walking in Memories

She (Clarice) looked so very innocent. “I don’t want her hurt.” Silently he (Chayse) added, even if it meant losing the two Synn demons. There was something about this pale beauty that captured him and forced him to admit at least to himself, that he wasn’t willing to sacrifice her regardless of the results.

“You have the skill to read her. I can too but with less finesse than you. Do all you can to get what we need. Hopefully that will be enough.”

Chayse couldn’t believe his ears. Rayce was giving him permission to lead, to take control and do what was needed. To his brother, control was precious and rarely given up.

“Go. I’ll watch over you both.”

He paused one second longer then went to the girl. “Clarice?”

“Hello.” She released the washcloth and wiped her hands on her short apron. “You’re very handsome.” And before he could think or react, she plastered her body against his, and took his lips in a wild, passionate kiss, that shattered his world.


This Friday's kiss is from Anom'tam 2: Walking in Memories. Now available at Cobblestone press.

BLURB:
The Anom’tan demons continue tracking their missing brother. The latest clue leads to a witness, whose mind was damaged, ravaged. The violation leaves Clarice unable to remember the attack, control her own fate or even say no.

Rayce and Chayse can heal her and free her memories, but from the moment they set eyes on beautiful, willing Clarice priorities change.

Between them Clarice becomes an irresistible sex toy with the ability to heal them both. Can Chayse overcome his past fears to unlock Clarice’s mind? Can they trust Rayce to keep everyone safe? Will they find love together?

Want to know a little more about this story? You can find excerpts and related books at: http://www.lshannon.net/Anomtan.html

Shannon
http://lshannon.net/

Budweiser commercial-Streaking Sheep

Part of the fun of the Superbowl is the commercials!

Mom says...

and I quote "It's the Steelers way. If we can't out play them then we can break them."

I never knew she was so blood thirsty. hee hee.

Pittsburgh Steelers Polka

Brett Keisel - Fear the Beard - Pittsburgh Steelers Fight Song

Don't Disrespect The Terrible Towel

Pittsburgh Steelers Terrible Towel

Steelers Fight Song - The Men of Steel 2010 Powerhouse Mix

Steelers Fight Song 2010/2011: http://www.steelercountrysong.com

Go Steelers!

Anyone who knows me knows I'm a huge fan of the boys in black and gold. So I thought I'd share some love in the form of some videos while I'm watching the game (and drinking beer).


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kzWrL0xLYps


GO STEELERS!!

Six Sentence Sunday - Walking with Synn

This Sunday my six are from Anom'tam 1: Walking with Synn. Now available at Cobblestone press.

His face...he was so pale. The man’s white skin glistened. It was almost bluish, with pale smudges of tan. He looked fragile and ill, but behind that terrifying exterior was a stark beauty so breathtaking she thought for a moment he must be an angel.

Then his shadowy eyes opened, and she saw the madness lurking in their dark brown depths, ready to claim him. He bit down on his lip and pinched his eyelids closed.

She couldn’t help but stroke her hand down his smooth cheek.


Curious? Here's the blurb:

People die under the sun as well as the moon, but most Tascryn demons turn to ash in sunlight. A special class of demons called Anom'tan, Soul Walkers, are paired to offer the strength walking under the sun requires so that no mortal soul is left without guidance.

When Sayvor and his brother are attacked, both their lives will depend on his ability to remember the ones who stole his brother. But without his brother, Sayvor’s strength is failing and his only hope is within the arms of willing lover to help him recover the memories his team needs to save them both. Dr. Sasha Washington never expected therapy to be this much pleasure.

Want to know a little more about this story? You can find excerpts and related books at: http://www.lshannon.net/Anomtan.html

Check out other sixes at http://www.sixsunday.blogspot.com/

Shannon
http://lshannon.net/

First Kiss Friday: Walking with Synn

This week's First Kiss Friday is from Anom'tan 1: Walking with Synn, now available at Cobblestone Press.

Sasha forgot to breathe.

Damn the man. His voice tickled through her, arousing places he had yet to touch. With voice alone, Sayvor made her hot and wet. His hands wandering lightly over her body seemed almost excessive. And this was when he was ill with grief. When he was at full strength, would he make her come with just his voice? She wouldn’t doubt it.

“So…do you object?” His hands stilled as if he were giving her a chance to choose.

How could she object to amazing sex that would just happen to maybe save his life? She didn’t bother to answer him with words. Instead, she leaned forward and claimed his mouth in a deep, searing kiss. After the first plunge of her tongue, Sayvor returned her kiss just as fiercely.

On and on they sparred. Without breaking the kiss, he dragged her body against his hard chest. She wrapped her legs around his waist and settled into his lap, framed by his powerful thighs.
He devoured her, taking turns plunging his tongue into her mouth in a tantalizing imitation of sex and sucking her tongue into his. The satin robe tore under his demanding fingers. He ripped it down the back and peeled it off her body.

The fabric caught on her hands and he twisted it, holding her captive. She moaned at the restraint. Like when he’d controlled her mouth as she’d blown him, binding her hands just did it for her. She ground her hips against his thick hard-on and used her body to beg for more.

He freed her lips and in a single motion, flipped her body over so she lay on her back with him above her.


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