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!!
Sunday, February 06, 2011
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/
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/
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
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
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