Sunday, February 27, 2011

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

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Shannon
http://lshannon.net/

Friday, February 25, 2011

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/

Sunday, February 20, 2011

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

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Shannon
http://lshannon.net/

Friday, February 18, 2011

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/

Sunday, February 13, 2011

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

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Shannon
http://lshannon.net/

Friday, February 11, 2011

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/

Sunday, February 06, 2011

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

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Shannon
http://lshannon.net/

Friday, February 04, 2011

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.


Learn more about this story at http://www.lshannon.net/Anomtan.html
Or buy the book here.

Shannon
www.lshannon.net