Get Ready for Magic, Shifters, and the Coolest Cat Ever! #CataclysmicShift

Hi — 

I’m so excited to tell you that the re-release of Cataclysmic Shift is only 3 days away. This is a book in my paranormal series called The Aloysius Tales, and the first time it released, some mix ups in categorization meant a lot of people missed the book. If you’ve read either of the other Aloysius Tales — Spell Cat or Brush with Catastrophe — and enjoyed them then you’re not going to want to miss Cataclysmic Shift. But you don’t have to have read those books to enjoy this one.

This story includes not only witches like the other books, but also a shifter, and the coolest cat ever, Aloysius.

Here is the blurb —

Aloysius, the magical black cat and powerful witch’s familiar, isn’t afraid to go into battle to protect his master, but the outcome of the fight turns his feline world upside down. A direct hit of magic steals not only his memories and power, but even the body he’s lived in for several centuries. When he wakes up naked on the floor of a veterinarian’s office, it isn’t as the cat Aloysius, but as the sixteenth-century French gentleman Alain Bellarose. And when Alain sees sexy and enigmatic veterinarian Luke Elliott, he decides he’ll make the best of his time as a human.

Luke is a man with secrets who generally prefers the company of animals—though the flamboyant boy who washes his face with the side of his hand and tries to lick his own privates might prove an exception.

Meanwhile, Witch Master Killian Barth and his secret weapon, Sammy, struggle without Aloysius’s power to draw on. Two evil females are circling, and seeing the coven’s weakness, they’re about to move in for the kill. When Alain’s memories return, he’s faced with the ultimate dilemma: protect his community or stay with the man he loves.

If you’d like to read a full excerpt, click HERE. 

You can buy it at HERE. The release is September 13th and there will be a blog tour with a nice prize, so be sure to visit!  : )

 

CATACLYSMIC SHIFT from Tara Lain is Coming! July 23rd.

Hi everyone–
Happy news for cat lovers. the third book in The Aloysius Tales, called Cataclysmic Shift, will be released from Loose Id on July 23rd.

Here’s a little preview:

Super cat, Aloysius, may be the most powerful witch’s familiar in the world, but when he takes a blast at the hand of an evil witch he loses it all — power, memory, and his feline form — to become the ethereal  human beauty, Alain Bellarose. When Alain wakes up naked on the floor surrounded by dogs and cats, his eyes first set upon Luke Elliott, the handsome and mysterious veterinarian.  Suddenly, the prospect of being human doesn’t seem so bad. Luke has a lot to hide and he likes animals way more than people, but he can’t resist the flamboyant boy who washes his face with the side of his hand and tries to lick his own privates!  The loss of Aloysius depletes the power of Witch Master, Killian Barth, and that of his “secret weapon” Sammy and leaves their coven sitting ducks for two very nasty females. When Alain discovers that he’s really a powerful cat, he’s faced with the ultimate choice. To protect his community, or stay with the man he loves.


That’s all for now! Just wanted to whet your appetite. If you want to get ready for Cataclysmic Shift, you can  read Brush with Catastrophe.  LOL : )

Hop Over to the Sweet Spot and Get Appreciated!

Hi everyone–
Saturday (today) is Reader Appreciation Day at The Sweet Spot. Get over there and enter to win as well as chat with a bunch of great authors. Here are the details!

M/M Reader Appreciation Day

When: Saturday, May 18th from 8 am – 8 pm EST
Where: The Sweet Spot Yahoo Group (http://groups.yahoo.com/group/TheSweetSpotMM)

The following authors have generously donated these books or other prizes:

  • Anna Lee – ebook copy of THE PRINCE OF GALERIR
  • Tyler Robbins – ebook copy of A BEAUTIFUL LIE
  • Willa Okati – ebook copy of IT TAKES PRACTICE
  • Willa Okati – ebook copy of MIGHTY CASEY (releases at the end of May, winner will receive their copy at time of release)
  • Lori Toland – winners choice of ebook copy of THE LONG CON or DANGEROUS SUBMISSION (also check out Lori’s free spring fling read this weekend: ENGLISH CHAPS)
  • Michael Mandrake – ebook copy of winner’s choice from backlist
  • JM Cartwright – ebook copy of BRAINY AND THE BEAST
  • Sarah Madison – print copy of THE BOYS OF SUMMER (if winner is in Continental US, otherwise e-version outside the US)
  • Amanda Young – ebook copy of RECESSION
  • Vicktor Alexander – ebook copy of THE ALPHA KING
  • L.M. Brown – ebook copy of TO SEE THE SKY in pdf format
  • J.P. Bowie – winner’s choice of ebook copy of FLY TO HIM from the anthology Promoted by the Billionaire or A HIGHLANDER IN LA
  • Tara Lain – ebook copy of BRUSH WITH CATASTROPHE (THE ALOYSIUS TALES)
  • Diana DeRicci – ebook copy of HEALED BEGINNINGS (releases next week, winner will receive their copy at time of release)
  • ebook copy of Featherweight Press charity anthology LOST AND FOUND edited by Kris Jacen (stories by DH Starr, Michele Montgomery, Dakota Chase [aka Kiernan Kelly], Tom Webb, Caitlin Ricci, MF Kays [Freddy McKay], Diane Adams, Tabatha Heart, DC Juris, and Jeff Erno) – ebook donated by Jambrea Jo Jones
  • Jambrea Jo Jones – ebook copy of winner’s choice from backlist
  • Sloan Parker – winner’s choice of $15 Amazon.com gift card or All Romance eBooks gift card
  • S.J. Frost – ebook copy of winner’s choice from backlist
Thank you so much for coming by!  : )

What’s Going On with Tara Lain Books?

Hi everyone–

This is just a quick update on my current WIPs and projected books. Since last year i had a book out every two months pretty much, this is a different schedule! I have actually written four books over recent months. Here is the status of each:

The Pack or the Panther — It has been submitted to some prospective new publishers and we are waiting for responses. This book is a MM paranormal.No guesses on release dates but hopefully this year.

MM Contemporary FREE book the title of which i can’t reveal  — This is the book for the Love Has No Boundaries event at the MM Goodreads Group. The book will be released for free in May very likely.

Cataclysmic Shift — This book is contracted and i’m currently writing it. It’s the third in The Aloysius Tales. MM Paranormal. I imagine it might be out in the summer.

YES! There will be a new Balls book! I’ve signed the contract but i have no word on scheduling. There should be more on this soon!

I hope to finish Cataclysmic Shift by the end of May along with a heap of editing. Then i get to start something brand new! Do you have any preferences. What kind of book would you like next?

Thanks for coming by. My Big Backlist Weekend is coming up here this Saturday and Sunday with my special guest, Z A Maxfield. Plan on stopping by! : )

Werewolves and Kindles and Cool Stuff! Oh My! Milly Taiden’s B’Day Bash with WOLF PROTECTOR

Hi everyone–
This is a VERY fun week here on the blog with some of your favorite authors as my guests, Today and tomorrow — Milly Taiden, the sassy, adorable writer of werewolves extraordinaire! Milly’s new novella, Wolf Protector, has taken off like a shot. It’s bounding around the bestseller list like a wolf puppy. And Milly is the QUEEN of contests — she even outdoes me — so be sure and check out the rafflecopter below and sign up to win!. Here’s Milly —

Inspiration
The most common question I get ask is: How I get inspired.
I think each person is different and for some writers they love music, sound, photos, scenery, etc. Me? I’m easy. I need complete quiet. *insert laugh*. I guess because it’s one of the few things I get the least of, it’s what helps me really get in the zone of whatever story I’m trying to tell. I enjoy writing in a nice bright place with quiet and a room that isn’t too cold or I end up sleepy. I hate interruptions and usually lose focus if people come in and out or talk to me. I can end up pretty pissy (something my husband figured out a long time ago).
Blurb:

A woman with a secret…
The Federal Paranormal Unit is an elite squad of supernaturals dedicated to solving missing persons cases. Erica’s gift allows her a special connection with the crime, but it comes at a deep personal cost… Until now, she’s kept her gift a secret, even from the other members of the team. But this case will throw her together with Agent Trent Buchanan. He’s the object of her secret desires, but he’s also a cocky womanizer. She’d rather swim in shark-infested waters with a paper cut than admit she has feelings for him.





A man with one desire…
Wolf Shifter Trent wants Erica more than he’s ever wanted any woman. He’s spent years patiently waiting for her to admit that she wants him too. Working one-on-one in a race to find a serial killer, Trent’s patience and Erica’s resolve wear thin. When Trent discovers the truth about Erica, will he accept her for who she is? And can he protect her from the horrors that her gift brings?


A case that pushes them to the edge…
Erica will have to risk it all if she wants to stop the killer, and when she does, Trent may have to put his own life on the line to make sure his mate is protected…


Short Excerpt:

“Brock, he’s doing it again!” Erica glared at the Casanova walking beside her, hating how good he

looked in his black T-shirt and ass-hugging jeans. Trent Buchanan. He was her daily temptation and ultimate fantasy. And she’d rather wax her nipples in public than admit it to him. Butterflies swarmed her stomach, twisting and twirling her into one giant, aroused mess.


“What’s Buchanan done this time, Villa?” Brock, their team leader, asked without looking up from the papers on his desk.


“He’s staring at me.” She growled and dropped in one of the empty chairs, huffing out a breath.


Buchanan, The Bastard, as she liked to refer to his cute ass, grinned at her. His full, sexy lips caught her immediate attention. “Excuse me, I can’t help it if it’s a beautiful day, and I’m glad it’s Friday. You’re a grump, Villa.”


It was so unfair that she had to keep pushing him away when her body wanted to curl around his big frame. But if she ever did that she’d turn into another Trent groupie, and that was not her thing. She’d seen the other women in the department walk after him, ogling and almost drooling, as if he were the lead singer in a rock band. Pathetic.


Buchanan folded his arms over his massive chest. Erica’s entire body throbbed every time she looked at him. She drank in the inciting vision and argued with her lust for dominance. Disgusted with her body’s responses, she glared at him again. Her eyes strayed to the scar on his upper lip. She gulped and curled her fingers into her palms, digging her nails deep. Whenever she glanced at the tiny scar, she wanted to nibble and run her tongue over it. It was driving her insane. Thankfully he couldn’t read her mind, or he’d be having a hell of a time making fun of her tough talk.


“Villa, just look at me.” He opened his muscled arms wide and did a full circle for her. Once he was facing her again, he leaned on the wall. He winked at her. “If you didn’t have a stick the size of Texas up your ass, you’d realize what a catch I am.”

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Author Bio:

Want to know about her? Milly Taiden (aka April Angel) was born in the prettiest part of the Caribbean

known as the Dominican Republic. She grew up between New York, Florida and Massachusetts. Currently, she resides in New York City with her husband, bossy young son and their little dog Speedy.
She’s addicted to shopping for shoes, chocolate (but who isn’t?) and Dunkin Donuts coffee.  She loves hearing from readers so feel free to connect with her.

Contact Milly


Email: millytaiden@gmail.com
Website:  http://www.millytaiden.com
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/fansofmillytaidenaprilangel

Books:

As Milly Taiden

Wolf Protector – Federal Paranormal Unit – Book 1

Wynter’s Captive

Halloween Heat III – Mate Event

Fate’s Wish

Sharp Change – Black Meadow – Book 1

Coming Soon

Caged Heat – Black Meadow – Book 2 (New)

Fever

As April Angel

Party Crasher

Wicked Valentine – Sizzling Encounters – Book 2

Stranded Temptation

Mr. Buff – Sizzling Encounters – Book 1

Coming Soon

Lucky Break – Sizzling Encounters – Book 3

A Hero’s Pride 

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The Title of My New Paranormal Romance is a Hint at the Story!

Hi everyone–

I officially began writing the third book in the Aloysius Tales last night. Fun! This book will follow Spell Cat and Brush with Catastrophe. What is this book about? Well, here is your first clue. The title of the new book is:

Cataclysmic Shift

So have you got an idea? What do you expect?  : )

Gay Vampires IN BLUE POPPY FIELDS with Ciaran Dwynvil with Fun for You!

Hi everyone–
I’m happy to welcome Ciaran Dwynvil to the blog for the first time! He has the newest book in his Guardian Demon Series  called In Blue Poppy Fields and you have a chance to see how it all begins if you enter his contest. Here’s Ciaran:

Thank you, Tara, for having me as your guest today. I’m very excited to be here to tell you about my newest gay erotic paranormal fantasy, In Blue Poppy Fields. The book will please not only all fans of Belial, the Prince of Trickery, the Lord of Lust and the Antilight… aka Guardian Demon, but all readers who love vampires.

Though… vampire stories differ greatly as we all know. Some have gloomy, horror atmosphere, some are full of blood and violence, still others brim with dark sensuality. How should you know ours would be to your liking? Apart from reading a sample chapter on Amazon or Smashwords to get a feel of the tale, you can learn about various aspects of a vampire’s life in our world during In Blue Poppy Fields release tour. Let’s first take a look at the book and then we will move on to our topic for today. Vampire body at work.

In Blue Poppy Fields blurb: A victim to another man’s cruelty, talented and beautiful theater actor Adhemar Lebeau learned not to trust and not to love anybody but himself. Falsely accused of his master’s murder, he has to accept assistance of mysterious Count Sanyi Arany to later discover his savior is a vampire. Forced both by a fatal illness and aftershocks of torture experienced during his unjust imprisonment, Adhemar agrees to the only possible cure. Rebirth.

Healed in body but not in mind, he guards his independence, free will and heart. He is not able to give love, only the fulfillment of lust. Yet, satiation of sensuous longing is not enough for his Sire and he knows it. When an eerie malady strikes and seems to deplete Sanyi’s life energy for unknown reasons, Adhemar understands his fears and agrees to keep a street boy, Reyach, as a pet for both of them in hope it will soothe the unspoken worries.

Out of necessity he finds himself in the role of the only hunter in their company, and out of attachment he accepts the responsibility readily. Indulgence in blood and carnal pleasures fill his nights and vampiric powers give him the feeling of safety. Until the evening when he carelessly falls prey to High Demon Belial’s plays that quickly turn into more than either of them has bargained for.

In spite of a hard start, Adhemar feels burning urge deep in his heart and no matter how much he denies it, the cause of the strange sensation is a budding seed of affection brought to life by the insufferable demon. But letting Adhemar learn to love somebody other than him is not what seemingly innocent Reyach plans.

Vampiric powers, indulgence in blood, hunting… yes, we know it belongs into a vampire’s night. But how does his body really work? Before you learn, let me say that we will speak here only about one bloodsucker race, the true vampires of the night. And now we start and will follow one vampire through the centuries:

The first change he experiences after his Rebirth are his suddenly heightened senses sharpening every perception. He becomes the predator of the night and his body adjusts to help him find and fell his prey easily. Whisper sounds like loud talk, the night sky glimmers with myriads of stars, the air is full of wafts of pleasant or not so pleasant aromas. Still shaky from the Rebirth experience he doesn’t know yet that all these changes that overwhelm him easily right now will later turn him into an unstoppable force when he is on the hunt. In time he will learn to control the extent to which he allows himself to be engulfed in the gale of sensations.

But one sense he won’t try to block. Feeling. Quickly will he discover that it provides incredible satisfaction in carnal pleasures. The downside to it is that agony is just as intense. But let’s hope that this vampire fledgling doesn’t experience pain for some time after his Rebirth. That was painful enough.

The next thing he finds out is that a hunt fills him with an immense boost in strength, that he feels invincible right before and through the blood taking, that the sensations of culminating bloodlust are comparable with an orgasm. During his first taking he also learns that he can control the length of his fangs pretty much like a cat controls its claws. It will become second nature to him and will allow him to live in the world of mortals without raising suspicion.

So, please forget about sharp nails or pointy ears. Such features would make it impossible for the vampire to live in the town, don’t you think? The truth is, if you met a vampire in our world, you wouldn’t know it until it was too late. The only warning signs would be his lower body temperature and enigmatic, hypnotic allure. But don’t we all sometimes have cold hands and aren’t we attracted to beauty? Unless our vampire makes a fatal mistake that would expose him to mortals, he can feel rather safe.

After a couple of successful hunts he realizes that the taste of blood differs from victim to victim and that the adrenaline rush and endorphins coursing through one’s veins change the taste for better. For this reason he will try to hunt regularly though he might find other sources of blood too. While his lovers might become willing donors and the surge of endorphins their veins carry during lovemaking twined with bloodtaking will almost compare to the experience of hunt, it won’t be the same. The fear a prey feels before his death adds an irresistible flavor to his blood.

And the young vampire will need plenty of it. One mortal victim per night for several decades. His body simply must accumulate enough of life energy. Only that will allow him to sustain himself. What would happen if he didn’t feed so frequently and didn’t receive enough of energy? He wouldn’t die. But the paralysis of daily slumber would strike with every night without feeding earlier and earlier in the predawn hours. That might prove fatal if the paralysis came outside of his dwelling. He would also feel weak and in the end might not even be able to overpower his quarry. Eventually, after seven to ten days he would fall into a coma that could only be broken by the gift of blood.

For this reason his Sire insists on the first hunt to take place during the first night of his immortality and then regularly… every night with no exceptions.

Provided that the young vampire survives the first critical nights sound and safe, his powers start to grow. He might not be aware of the subtle changes but with every victim he takes, a residual energy transfers into his body and adds to its power. He becomes stronger, faster, more cunning. If he suffers injuries he is able to heal them more and more effectively with every passing night.

Somewhere at the age of one hundred immortal years, he does no longer need to feed every night. He can skip one or two feedings weekly without sacrificing any of his powers. He is now also better able to control his bloodlust and postpone it to the most convenient circumstances. This makes him far less vulnerable to exposure of his true nature to mortals.

As the centuries pass and the stream of blood and energy continues to feed him, he turns to be almost indestructible. Around his seven hundredth birthday he only feeds around once a week and his wounds heal almost instantly. The only ways to kill him are to either decapitate him or burn him to ashes. But by this time he has grown so cautious that mortals have almost no chance to uncover his secrets.

You might ask: what about sunshine? The truth is that only one race of bloodsuckers, the true vampires of the night, can be destroyed by sunrays. We will discuss the other races in another post during the tour.

But back to our vampire. He is now one of the most powerful immortal creatures roaming the night. But despite all his powers, some of his bodily functions work as they used to when he still was a mortal man. He sweats, cries, climaxes just like a mortal. And yes, when the nature calls, he seeks a dark alley not to pull a victim to the ground but to take a leak. That you didn’t know this? Well, vampires don’t exactly put these details into an advertisement for the immortal life. But just think about a kitten. It receives only milk as its nourishment but it doesn’t mean the fluid just disappears inside and never sees the light again.

Now my vampires frown at me because I’m revealing such intimate details from their existence. I’d better stop right now.

But if you are interested to learn more about them in our world, you can find a list of topics and the schedule of the whole tour here.

We spoke about a vampire’s senses a lot and so also the excerpt will be dedicated to the first moments of experiencing their sharpness.

Do so, Sir,” Vincent encouraged him in a quiet whisper that sounded like a shout and Adhemar winced. “It will pass. You will grow used to it,” Sanyi added his silent holler and Adhemar’s eyes narrowed under an assault of new pain.

Every sensation is now more intense, Sir. Your senses have sharpened and you will need time to adjust,” Vincent breathed softly like a summer night breeze. It still felt like a scream right next to Adhemar’s ear but at least not delivered into his ear canal directly. Maker, you can’t make things easy on me just for once. Can you? No, it wouldn’t be you after all, Adhemar smirked sarcastically and sat up.

Taking in the surroundings with new eyes, he almost gasped. He could see… everything. Every tiny wood fiber in the beams, every stroke of the long gone brush on the paint of the door, the smoke of the candle rising to the ceiling. He could watch it dissolving slowly into the air if he wanted to. Overcome with the strangeness of such sharp vision, he quickly glanced at his companions and this time really gasped. In horrified fascination. Sanyi’s mouth and chin were coated by a crust of slowly drying blood. His or Vincent’s? And the sheets were a damp, creased, reddened knot. Maker!

Vincent’s eyes sparkled in barely repressed amusement and his lips curled in a tiny smile just before he enlightened him: “Giving birth makes a bed rather messy, Sir.”

Did the little peek into our world capture your attention? In Blue Poppy Fields is currently available at Amazon and Smashwords.

It can be read without being familiar with other books in the Guardian Demon Series but you now have an opportunity to win one of the twelve copies of Trails of Love I Crawl Part 1 that opens the beguiling world of this series. Participation is easy enough for anybody over the age of eighteen. The more you help others find me and Guardian Demon Series books, the more chances to win you will have.

What can you do?

  • Recommend my books in reader discussions on Goodreads, Shelfari or other platforms you are active at

  • Follow my blog, like my FB page, follow me on Twitter

  • Rate my books on Goodreads

  • Review my books on Amazon, Smashwords, B&N or Goodreads

  • Feature my books and your reviews of them on your blog if you have one

  • Tell your friends about Guardian Demon Series

  • Tweet about In Blue Poppy Fields, FB links to release tour articles, reblog them, Pinterest them, Stumble upon them… whichever platform you fancy is welcome

My giveaway form will give you more suggestions. Winners will be announced on my blog on the 11th of April. http://ciarandwynvil.wordpress.com/

I hope to see your entry in the giveaway and thank you for your help in spreading the word of mouth about Guardian Demon Series.

With this I hand over Tara’s blog back to her. It has been my pleasure to be your guest, Tara. Thank you for having me over today. 

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Thank you Ciaran! And thanks to you guys for visiting. Here’s the Rafflecopter for you to enter!


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How About a Little Brush with Catastrophe? And a 21st Birthday!

Hi everyone–

I have some great guests joining me this week — Ciaran Dwynvil tomorrow and Malia Mallory on Thursday. Be sure to stop by and read their wonderful posts and enter to win some books! On top of that, TODAY i’m a guest blogger at Sharing Links and Wisdom to kickoff the month-long birthday celebration of my friend, Emily Wells. It’s Emily’s 21st birthday at the end of the month. I’m giving away a book on my post, plus there’s a $50 GC up for grabs. So come over and enter HERE. 

A very happy thing that happened this week was a lovely new review for my paranormal, MM romance, Brush with Catastrophe. Elise at Sensual Reads said:

Brush With Catastrophe is Tara Lain’s second book in the Aloysius Tales. It is just as much a delight to read as Spell Cat.  Sammy feels as if there is something wrong with him.  His magic is pitiful and he cannot seem to find a boyfriend.  Then everything changes.  Ryder’s appearance keeps changing and Sammy’s angel may not be an angel at all.  Sammy is not sure what to make of the changes, but he has no choice but to go with them.  Brush With Catastrophe has the right balance of humor and seriousness, the perfect heroes, an amazing cat, and an intriguing plot.  Brush With Catastrophe by Tara Lain is one book you do not want to miss.

So just to help you do “not miss it”  LOL, here is an excerpt between my hero and the villain!

Excerpt Adult: Brush with Catastrophe by Tara Lain; MM Paranormal with Witches!
Available from Loose Id   Amazon
College art student Sammy Raphael is a crappy witch. And he can’t get a boyfriend. Sammy’s had a

passion for his BFF, Ryder McMasters, for years, but Ryder is straight and human. Talk about hopeless causes! And where other supernaturals can bring down lightning and manifest wealth, all Sammy can do is paint. True, the “prophetic” paintings he does at night always come true, but they never predict anything important — until he paints a picture of a gorgeous man who turns out to be Ryder but so changed he’s barely recognizable. Then Sammy paints an angel –who turns out to be a devil that threatens Sammy’s community and the man he loves. With the black cat familiar, Aloysius, at his side Sammy steps up to save the world–with a paint brush.

Heat. Bubbling, boiling. Hells, what kind of dream was this? Turn over. Reset. Sammy shifted but couldn’t move from his back. Wait. Breathing in his ear. Not Al’s. Shit, his cock was on fire! Sammy shot to the edge of his bed and sat up. His cock throbbed. “Hells. What the fuck is going on?”
Lucien beamed at him, lying on his side on the bed, fully clothed. Had the guy been jerking Sammy off? “Ah, my dear. I knew you regretted our not having sex, so I thought I’d do something to relax you.”
“What the fuck? How did you get in here? What is this?”
Lucien laughed as he reached out his hand and grabbed Sammy’s cock. “Don’t pretend you don’t want it, darling. This hard-as-a-spike penis of yours tells a different story.”
Gods, his rubbing felt good. But somehow not in a good way. Sammy’s body wanted to surrender, but his brain screamed at him. He hadn’t asked for this. He summoned what will he could and pulled his body back against the headboard. “Look, I get that you might think I want sex. But that doesn’t mean you can break into my place and force yourself on me. Go home and call me tomorrow, like you said.”
Lucien sat up, and his eyes narrowed. “Perhaps I made a mistake. But since I am here now, with cock at the ready, why don’t we just fuck?” He dived toward Sammy, who skittered off the edge of the bed and hit the wall hard with his back.
“Have you lost your mind? Get away from me.” His heart beat fast, and his cock had definitely given up any desires and was in full-flight mode with the rest of Sammy’s body.
Lucien came up on his knees. “You need more persuasion, little witch?”
“No!” Was Lucien being cute? Maybe he was turned on by violence like that other witch who had come from Europe and tried to seduce Killian.
Lucien began a low, mumbling chant. Then Sammy heard a shriek from the bathroom. Aloysius.“Al!” The damned witch had locked the familiar away. Shit, how much power did that take?
The chanting got stronger. Sammy felt like energy flowed out of his fingertips and formed a puddle on the floor. Soon he’d be that puddle. He inched away from Lucien, his naked back still to the wall in the narrow space behind the bed.
Lucien gazed at him, and his blue eyes shone. “Stop being silly, Samlyn. Let’s just have sex and get it over with.”
“If you’re trying to woo me, asshole, you sure have a funny way of showing it.” But his knees felt like rubber.
“Merrrrrwaorrrr.” The shriek echoed through the room. Sammy’s neighbors were pretty private, but somebody had to hear that cat. Surely they’d report it.
Lucien walked on his knees across the bed toward Sammy. Sammy wanted to run, but no body part was cooperating. The angel beamed. “Let me get that lovely penis back in action. I can make you come until you black out from pleasure. You know I can.” He mumbled the chant.
“No, Lucien, no!”
Lucien’s brilliant beauty darkened. “Now you’re just being silly, aren’t you? Say you’re being silly.”
“Merwaaaaoooowr.”
Lucien spat, “Shut up, you fucking cat.”
“Merwaoooowwwwrrrrrr.”
The caterwauling shrieked through the room; Sammy’s ears hurt, and Lucien cringed like it pained him too.
Lucien raised the decibels on his chanting, and Sammy flowed to the floor like his bones had dissolved. The witch leaned over him, grasped Sammy’s hair, and pulled his head back. “Time to fuck, little witch.”
Had to fight. Had to. This witch would not force him. No!
“Merwaooooowrrr. Merrrwaoooorrrr. Merwaowrrrrr.”
Lucien unfastened his fly and pulled out that unfurled cobra cock.
Sammy’s brain screamed. Shit, no. Not in me!
Lucien shoved Sammy until he fell sideways with his ass twisted toward Lucien. The strange dick that got scarier looking by the second pushed against his ass. Sammy took a deep breath and managed to raise a leg high enough to slam Lucien hard back on the side of the bed. Lucien’s golden head cracked on the footboard.
“How dare you?” Lucien rose back up. “It’s time to stop playing.”
Playing? Was the guy nuts? Sammy scooted along the wall until Lucien grabbed his hair. Ouch! Hells.
Lucien’s chanting got louder, and that cock reptile came straight at Sammy’s mouth.
“Merwwwwwaaaaaowwwrrr.”
Were the walls shaking? Gods, blackness. Couldn’t fight. Going under. Felt good to give up. Give up.
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Thank you so much for coming by. Be sure and drop by Emily’s place and come visit my guests this week. :  )

Big Backlist Weekend with Rent Boys, Witches, Cat Grant and Moi! Books for You!

Hi everyone–

Welcome to the Big Backlist Weekend! This month, my guest is Cat Grant.

These weekends are a way for me to celebrate friend’s books and give away one of my own. So, please leave an email address in your comments. One comment will enter you to win both books. There will be two winners. If you win a book you already have, we’ll work something out! And if you want to pop a little Like on my Facebook Page i won’t mind at all.

Cat has brought us her rent boy story, Priceless. Don’t miss this one!

When love’s for sale, who really pays?
Connor Morrison is a 3D optics pioneer, the star of the UC Berkeley physics department, and a socially-inept workaholic. And with his dear friend and business partner, Steve Campbell, handling their investors, he’s content to remain in the shadows. That is, until he meets the gorgeous and starry-eyed physics student Wes Martin.
Wes is brilliant but broke. Ever since his scholarship fell victim to the financial crisis, he’s had no choice but to sell his body to stay in school. Already half in love with Connor, Wes initially resists Steve’s offer to be Connor’s thirty-fifth birthday present. But in the end, Wes is too broke—and too smitten—to say no.
Connor has no idea Steve bought Wes’s attentions, and he quickly falls under the young man’s spell. Yet after one night together, Wes disappears. He can’t bear to hook with a man he could so easily grow to love, but he also can’t bear to tell him the truth. Besides, if he sleeps with Connor again, there’d be no way to hide the bruises one of his regular johns loves to inflict. Only one thing to do: let Connor go. Walking away is painful, but not nearly as much as building a relationship on lies.

Excerpt:

The relative peace of Steve’s balcony lay at the far end of the room, but he had to run the gauntlet to get there. Fortunately, he got waylaid only by people he already knew—his department chair and a couple other professors eager to discuss the 3-D optics conference coming up next weekend. After exchanging some obligatory small talk, he managed to slip away, stepping onto the balcony with a grateful sigh.

Blessed peace and quiet washed over him as he lit up a Marlboro and stared over the railing at the twinkling city lights, the sky a gorgeous, deep blue with barely a hint of the ubiquitous San Francisco fog nipping at its edges. It was usually like nuclear winter here even in July, but for the past week or so the weather had been positively balmy. Might as well enjoy it while it lasted.

“Can I bum a smoke?” A voice jolted him from his solitary musings, and he swung around. A young man stood in the doorway. Dark hair, pale skin. Couldn’t have been more than twenty. Smiling, the young man wandered over. Not very tall—in fact, he only came up to Connor’s shoulder. But, God, he’d never seen anyone, male or female, with such perfectly pink lips, or eyes so blue they rivaled the night sky. Where the hell had he come from?

It dawned on him that he was staring. “Um, of course. Here.” His fingers suddenly rubbery, he fumbled in his pocket for his cigarettes and nearly dropped them trying to get one out of the pack. Luckily, the young man hadn’t noticed—or maybe he just had the good grace to pretend not to.

The young man propped the cigarette between those full lips, and Connor lit it for him, watching half-mesmerized as he took his first drag and then exhaled, the smoke issuing from his mouth in a long, steady stream. “Thanks,” he said. “I should probably quit. Everyone keeps telling me it’ll stunt my growth, but I guess it’s a little late for that, huh?” An awkward, silent moment, then he laughed, holding out his hand. “I’m Wes, by the way.”

“Connor Morrison.”

“Yeah, I know.”

Connor’s eyes widened. “You do?”

“Well, you are the guest of honor.”

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My backlist book i’m featuring today is MM paranormal — Brush with Catastrophe. 
Excerpt: Brush with Catastrophe by Tara Lain; MM Paranormal with Witches!
Available from Loose Id   Amazon
College art student Sammy Raphael is a crappy witch. And he can’t get a boyfriend. Sammy’s had a passion for his BFF, Ryder McMasters, for years, but Ryder is straight and human. Talk about hopeless causes! And where other supernaturals can bring down lightning and manifest wealth, all Sammy can do is paint. True, the “prophetic” paintings he does at night always come true, but they never predict anything important — until he paints a picture of a gorgeous man who turns out to be Ryder but so changed he’s barely recognizable. Then Sammy paints an angel –who turns out to be a devil that threatens Sammy’s community and the man he loves. With the black cat familiar, Aloysius, at his side Sammy steps up to save the world–with a paint brush.

Aloysius fascinated Sammy. Knowing the beast looked like a cat but was actually so much more played with Sammy’s mind. While he hadn’t seen it himself, he’d heard reports of Aloysius screaming down the lightning from Killian’s shoulder when they had defeated the head of the Witches’ Council who was trying to control the future of witchery through deceit and manipulation. Total feline scariness.
Killian stepped up to the lectern. Sammy glanced back at the rows and rows of students who had filled in behind him. Dr. Barth sure was popular.
“Good morning, and welcome to the History of Mystical Practice. Is everyone in the right place?”
One girl sighed, “Oh yes,” and everyone laughed.
Killian smiled. “Please put your notebooks down, place your feet flat on the floor, rest your hands in your lap, and close your eyes.”
Sammy glanced at Ryder and Chen, who both looked as mystified as Sammy felt. Sammy closed his eyes.
Killian’s voice sounded soothing. “Take a deep breath in through your nose and out through your nose.”
Much wushing and hissing filled the room.
“And another one. Now keep your eyes closed, but look upward as if you could see the spot between your eyebrows. Stare at that spot. If your mind wanders, just bring it back to that spot.”
Light. Wow. Like somebody had turned on a bulb in Sammy’s forehead. No, more like a candle, because it felt warm. The warmth spread up through his head until it reached the top of his skull. Then it seemed to reverse and started to pour like oil down over his brain. Gods, it felt so good. Silky, sweet, soothing. He let the heat fill his head, comforting every cell. Light sparkled behind his eyes. The sparkles and the oil meshed into a blanket of iridescence that stretched on and on and on…
“Sammy. Psst.”

What? He opened his eyes, and Chen was staring at him. At the front of the class, Dr. Barth was lecturing away. What happened? He smiled at Chen. “Sorry.”
Chen whispered, “No problem. I was worried when you didn’t wake up. Did you actually go to sleep?”
Sammy shook his head. “Not exactly.” He turned his attention back toward Dr. Barth, but out of the corner of his eye, he could see Ryder staring at him. Sammy went to take a note. What the hells? On his notepad, he’d drawn a picture of himself with Aloysius, the familiar, on his shoulder. Every detail was sketched in pencil down to the silken texture of the cat’s fur. Had he done it while he was asleep? No, he hadn’t been asleep, just…somewhere else. But maybe wherever he went was enough like sleeping that his prophetic painting had kicked in. Was this going to happen? Weird.
Sammy flipped the page and took notes, trying to focus on Killian, who was telling the class they would have the chance to practice many techniques in their journey through the history of mysticism. Sammy wasn’t sure what to make of the practice they’d just done. Maybe he was tired from his midnight art frenzy.
Finally the class was over. Food seemed like a good idea. He’d only had the egg and latte this morning, and last night he hadn’t eaten much of his veggie burger because he’d been nervous about impressing Arnold. What an idiot. Anyway, lunch. He was light-headed.
Sammy shoved his notepad in his backpack and stood beside Chen. Ryder waited behind him.
“Mrwar.”

What? Sammy looked around, then felt pressure on his shins.
“Mrwar.” Aloysius did figure eights, rubbing his silky blackness against Sammy’s jeans.
“Hi, fella. Hey, good to see you.” That was kind of true even though the cat made him nervous.
Aloysius jumped up on a seat. The crossed blue eyes stared up at Sammy. “Mrwar.” And in one fluid leap, the cat soared through the air and landed smack on Sammy’s shoulder. Just like in the drawing.
“Whoa.” Sammy staggered back two steps and felt Ryder’s hands gripping his shoulders. The grip was strong and warm.
“Mrwar.”
Ryder laughed, but all Sammy could feel was the heat and pressure of those hands.
Ryder laughed again. “He’s licking me. His tongue is scratchy!” Sammy glanced back and saw the cat scraping his long tongue over Ryder’s fingers. There was something about the power of Aloysius’s tongue that Sammy ought to remember, but the synapses in his brain weren’t firing. The synapses in his cock, however, ran rampant. Every one of Ryder’s long fingers on his shoulders seemed to have a direct connection to Sammy’s balls.
Too soon, Ryder moved his hands. Would that they had traveled to Sammy’s butt but no such luck. Ryder looked at Sammy. “You okay?”
Sammy cleared his throat. “Fine. Aloysius startled me.”
“Has he ever done that before?”
“Nope.” Sammy reached up tentatively and patted the cat’s head. Aloysius pushed into Sammy’s hand, and he giggled. “What do you think he wants?”
“Mr. Raphael, Mr. McMasters, Mr. Chen.” Killian stood in the aisle, leaning into their row. He was always formal in class. It suited him. Plus, Ryder was human, so Killian couldn’t reveal too much familiarity. Killian smiled. “Al seems to have taken to you, Mr. Raphael.”
Alvish, now Ryder, looked up. “Al? Do you mean me, sir?”
That made Sammy’s heart do a double take. He wished Alvish had taken a liking to him.
Killian smiled. “I call Aloysius Al, but perhaps I should call him Al number one.”
Ryder shook his head. “No, sir. If you wouldn’t mind, I’d like to be called Ryder. It’s my middle name.”
Killian leveled his gaze at Ryder. “A new name to go with your metamorphosis, I gather?”
Ryder nodded. “Something like that.”
Killian reached out a hand to Aloysius. “Come on, Al. We have places to go.”
Sammy felt the cat circle his neck like a winter scarf and heard him begin to purr. Sammy reached up to dislodge him and got teeth, gently but firmly, placed in the pad of his thumb. “Uh, Dr. Barth…”
Killian raised one fair eyebrow. “A new regime, I see.” He looked at Al. “Are you sure, Al?”
The cat released his teeth from Sammy’s flesh and purred louder.
“All right, I’m sure he has his reasons. Enjoy your guest cat, Mr. Raphael.”
“What? But sir… I don’t know how… What in hell am I going to do with a cat?”
Killian laughed. “Anything he wants.”
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There. You have variety in your books today! Leave a comment with your email. You have Saturday and Sunday. We’ll announce winners in the comments on Monday. Thank you for coming! 

Big Weekend Book Bash! 9 Authors and 9 Books for You!!

Hi everyone–
Thank you to all who have followed and supported our Paws with a Cause Blog Hop for the last 8 days! The Hop is now closed and winners of the grand prizes will be announced in a few days!

BUT the Big Weekend FREE Book Bash is just beginning. Because each of our Paws bloggers is giving away a book and no one had too much time to enter to win each book, we’re extending the drawing for our 9 FREE books and 2 GCs through the weekend. Until midnight Sunday EST. This means you can’t enter to win the grand prizes from the Hop –those are closed. But you can enter to win any of our author’s great prizes. If you have already entered for these prizes during the Hop, you don’t have to enter again, but if you missed any of the blogs, you can go back and enter NOW —


Tara LainHearts and Flour and $5 GC

Cat CavendishThe Second Wife

PG ForteA Taste of Honey

Katya ArmonkTo Hiss or to Kiss

Lynn LorenzEdward, Unconditionally

Belinda McBride – Choice from Backlist

Elin GregoryAlike As Two Bees and a $5 GC

Lisa Henry and JA RockThe Island and choice from backlist


How Do you enter? Pay attention because this is tricky! Do NOT enter on this blog post. Go down through the previous 8 posts. You can use the Links or you can scroll down.Admire the content if you have time.  Leave a comment with your email on every book drawing you want to enter.

Does that mean you have to enter 8 times to be considered for all of them?  YES! (Hey, we’re talkin’ 8 prizes some with 2 parts!)

Okay, hope that makes sense. If you leave a comment on this post i’ll wave at you but you won’t be entered. You have to scroll through the posts to enter. If you want to donate to Paws With a Cause, that will be fantastic, but you won’t be entered in the Hop. That’s over. But you have a solid chance of winning one or more of 9 books and two GCs if you leave your comment and email on each blog! 

Got it? All of the blogs are fabulous so i’m sure you’ll enjoy browsing these amazing stories of extraordinary animals! Have fun and remember to leave your email on each entry, okay!  Start scrolling down now or click on each LINK listed above!  : )