SALE! Limited time WOLF IN GUCCI LOAFERS for 99¢! #TaraLain

Hi! To celebrate my new werewolf book, Rome and Jules, releasing March 6th, Dreamspinner has put up this Special Sale on Wolf in Gucci Loafers, one of the most popular paranormal novels I’ve written. Grab it quick!

For a limited time, WOLF IN GUCCI LOAFERS is on sale for only 99 Cents!!

Grab your copy now at Dreamspinner

 

Wolf In Gucci Loafers
(Tales of the Harker Pack Series, Bk 2)
By Tara Lain

Socialite Lindsey Vanessen wants someone to love who will love him back—an impossibility for a gay, half-human, half-werewolf. Too aggressive for humans, too gay for wolves, and needing to protect the pack from human discovery, Lindsey tries to content himself with life as a successful businessman. But when someone starts kidnapping members of wealthy families, Lindsey meets tough cop Seth Zakowsy—the hunky embodiment of everything Lindsey wants but can’t have.

Seth has never been attracted to flamboyant men. What would the guys in the department think of Lindsey? But intrigue turns to lust when he discovers Lindsey’s biting, snarling passion more than matches his dominant side. It might mean a chance at love for a cop in black leather and a wolf in Gucci loafers.

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And be sure to get your copy of Rome and Jules, the werewolf homage to Shakespeare! Buy it HERE and everywhere!

Wolves and a Panther for 30% OFF! #paranormalromance #dreamspinnerpress

Hi — I know some of you are big fans of paranormal romance as well as scifi and fantasy. So heads up because you can get Wolves and a Panther for 30% OFF! Among other things. Dreamspinner Press is having a big sale on all their paranormal, scifi and fantasy titles, which is a whole lotta great books, my friends.

I’ll tell you about my books in this sale —

The Pack or the Panther — my first ever werewolf book and the first book i wrote for Dreamspinner Press. If you like cats, you may especially like my hero, Paris Marketo, the independent, snarky, self-centered, gorgeous yummy panther shifter. See an excerpt HERE.

 

 

 

 

 

Wolf in Gucci Loafers — one of my most popular heroes, the amazing, flamboyant, powerful, effeminate Lindsey Vanessen, is the star of this book. I had the most fun writing this book and it’s just as wild as its title suggests. See an excerpt HERE.

 

 

 

 

 

Winter’s Wolf — this book boats the most alpha of my alpha male heroes, Winter Thane. He wrote himself and i think is just as yummy as you might guess. See an excerpt HERE.

 

 

 

 

 

All of my books in the sale are under $5.00, so a great time to grab some werewolves.

Thank you for coming by!

Tara Lain’s Favorite Heroes #gayheroes #LGBT

Hi —

I recently was asked by USA Today which hero i most enjoyed writing. I said that was an unfair question because it was like asking which child is your favorite. Ultimately, I selected Billy Ballew in Knight of Ocean Avenue because that was a book that had to be told and practically wrote itself. It’s also the number one favorite book of all my readers, so i imagine a lot of people would agree with my choice. But if i investigate my total body of work — currently almost 40 books — the answer to that question is a bit more complicated. I have a number of favorite heroes for various reasons. Billy is certainly one of them. Here are a few more in no particular order —

Paris Marketo in The Pack or the Panther — Paris is a hero you either love or hate and a lot of my readers do both. Why? Because Paris is a Panther Shifter and is in every way a cat — self-centered, solitary, snarky, and suspicious. I’ve found that readers who don’t like cats, don’t like Paris and vice versa. I adore him but then i love cats. The real gift of the character is that, like a cat, if Paris ultimately gives you his trust and his love, you’ve received a gift of inestimable value.

Raven Nez in Tackling the Tight End — This is actually one of my favorite books. It explores the Native tradition of the two spirit and my hero, Raven, is someone who has internalized that idea since childhood. As a result, he’s able to see being gay as not just okay and acceptable, but actually a gift — something given as a unique blessing to the world. I loved writing this books and this hero.

Rodney Mansfield in Fire Balls — This is one of my most popular books and characters — the tiny, feisty fireball of a guy who may look like a queen but he’s a badass in a fight — and in bed. Rodney popped up in my first Balls book, Volley Balls, as the best friend to my hero. He himself was the least likely of heroes and so, of course, is one of the best.

Roan Black in the Scientist and the Supermodel and Genetic Attraction — Unfortunately, these early books of mine are not currently available (i have to get them self-published and back on the market) , but i have to mention that they contain one of my favorite heroes of all time — Roan Black, the supermodel. Roan was in essence my first hero — these books are the first two romances i ever wrote — and he embodies all of my romantic fantasies. I hope to get him back into your hands this year.

Snowden Reynaldi in Driven Snow — Snow is a khaki-clad, chess-playing physicist nerd who loves the golden quarterback of his college. He’s brilliant, awkward and shy and has his own internal dialogues. He was a blast to write and remains a fave of mine.

Funny huh? In most cases, these aren’t even my most popular books, but the characters have managed to capture my heart. I also love Ian Carney in Lord of a Thousand Steps, Winter Thane in Winter’s Wolf,  Jamal Jones in Canning the Center and Tom Henry, the hero of my upcoming book, Fool of Main Beach. But then, i pretty much adore all my heroes. It’s very hard to choose.

 

 

Dirk Greyson Does Paranormal! CHALLENGE THE DARKNESS — Wolves in Yellowstone.

ChallengetheDarknessFSHi! Please welcome my friend, Dirk Greyson, to the blog. Dirk is a Dreamspinner author too and this is his first foray into the world of furry heroes! Keep reading to enjoy an excerpt from this exciting new book. But first, here’s Dirk —

I want to thank Tara for having me as her guest. It’s so wonderful of her.

Challenge the Darkness is my first endeavor in writing paranormal stories, but I have been an avid reader of them for quite some time. I love these kind of stories with their magic and where anything is possible. Of course with that possibility comes the challenge of creating a rich believable world that seems plausible within the story, and seems to have existed long before the story takes place and will continue to go on once it’s over. That longevity is difficult to achieve.

For this story I used as a backdrop the reintroduction of wolves into Yellowstone. Up till that point, my shifter wolves have been hiding, but with the reintroduction of the wolves, there became a natural population for them to hide within. Of course the rebuilding of shifter society brings its own challenges, especially then one wolf decides he wants to rule it all.

It’s truly funny, but that’s the basic premise statement that I used to begin this story and from there, Mikael, Denton, their families, packs, and a host of amazing characters sprang to my mind. This is very much a story of love, strength, learning to rely on each other, and building trust as a couple, and even more importantly as a community. I hope you love it!

 Challenge the Darkness

Author: Dirk Greyson

Series: Yellowstone Wolves

Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Release Date: Aug 31 2015

Edition/Formats Available In: eBook & Print

Blurb/Synopsis:

When alpha shifter Mikael Volokov is called to witness a challenge, he learns the evil and power-hungry Anton Gregor will stop at nothing to attain victory. Knowing he will need alliances to keep his pack together, Mikael requests a congress with the Evergreen pack and meets Denton Arguson, Evergreen alpha, to ask for his help. Fate has a strange twist for both of them though, and Mikael and Denton soon realize they’re destined mates.

Denton resists the pull between them—he has his own pack and his own responsibilities. But Mikael isn’t willing to give up. The Mother has promised Mikael his mate, told him he must fight for him, and that only together can they defeat the coming darkness. When Anton casts his sights on Denton’s pack, attacks and sabotage follow, pulling Denton and Mikael together to defeat a common enemy. But Anton’s threats sow seeds of destruction enough to break any bond, and the mates’ determination to challenge the darkness may be their only saving grace.

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Excerpt:

His home was a larger version of the guest quarters. Exposed beams, paneled walls, heavy, masculine furniture—it was the home of a man. His mother had done her best to soften the place when she and his father had lived here, but she knew the battle was lost once Mikael took over. He liked things simple and didn’t do fussy. However, that didn’t mean he hadn’t let his mother help him decorate. The walls were filled with pictures of his family and pack. This great room was the center of the pack and where everyone spent a lot of their time.

Mikael threw his dirty clothes in the hamper and went right to his bathroom, where he brushed his teeth and took a shower before crawling into bed, envying the boys who had someone to curl up with at night. He’d slept in a pile with his brothers and sister until they’d found mates and had families of their own. Now, as alpha, he slept alone, just like as leader he alone made decisions and accepted the consequences that affected his entire family. He hadn’t really understood what his father had done and how effortlessly he seemed to do it until Mikael had taken over for him after his death. He had known he was expected to lead, and he thought he’d been prepared for it. But after five years, there were still times when he wondered if he was strong enough to protect his family. After tonight he wondered that even more. Could anything protect them from Anton should he turn his sights in the direction of Mikael’s family?

 

The meadow was unlike any he’d ever seen or smelled before. Wait… yes it was. Somewhere from deep inside, a long-faded memory, one nearly dead, sprang to life. The sky was bluer, the wind fresher, the trees more pungent, the breeze perfect. He stood with nothing between his skin and the kiss of the breeze. This was her domain, and he remembered the first and only other time he had been here.

“Your fears are well-founded.” She stepped from behind a tree, the sun forming a type of halo. Her eyes were as dark as a night sky with stars transforming the blackness from menace to beauty, for that’s what she was—beauty personified, with lips the color of the strawberries that covered the small glen near the compound in early summer, and hair the color of summer wheat.

“I understand.”

She didn’t need to explain. Her meaning was clear as an image of Anton in wolf form filled his mind.

“The last time you were here I showed you your mate. Remember him, and remember that you will need each other far more than you will initially realize.”

Mikael lowered his gaze. “I understand,” he repeated.

“No, you don’t, but you will eventually. Remember that I have chosen him for you.”

“I will,” Mikael said because he had no choice. She was his goddess, the one who had seen the pack through the decades of darkness and eventually found a way for them to rejoin the light. He owed her everything.

She chuckled and her eyes danced, galaxies whirling in their depths. “It may not be as easy as you think.” She was clearly taking some enjoyment in this. “You will need to face him.” Anton as a man flashed in his mind. “But how you face him will be up to you.”

“Why are you telling me this? Isn’t Anton one of your children too?” Goddesses were a mystery, but it seemed they should play fair.

“No. He is definitely not one of my children. He is not of the light.” She turned as birds glided down to her head, landing gently in her hair. “I must go, and you must return.”

“Why tell me this?” The light faded and the meadow with its trees and green disappeared into the darkness.

“So you will know.”

 

Mikael opened his eyes and breathed in the familiar scents of home. He was back in his own bed. Damn, goddesses were flashy.

“Don’t complain—I could have taken you to the North Pole.”

Gentle laughter filled his head and then faded away. He lay still and hoped she was gone as he shivered slightly at the thought. He got up and walked to the window, pushing the curtains aside before staring out into the darkness. Whatever that dream had been, the message was clear. He’d already known he had a mate out there somewhere, and he assumed that the experience he’d just had meant he was going to meet him soon. After a few minutes, he turned, pulled the curtains, and went back to bed. He needed his sleep for what he was going to have to do tomorrow.

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Dirk is very much an outside kind of man. He loves travel and seeing new things. Dirk worked in corporate America for way too long and now spends his days writing, gardening, and taking care of the home he shares with his partner of more than two decades. He has a Master’s Degree and all the other accessories that go with a corporate job. But he is most proud of the stories he tells and the life he’s built. Dirk lives in Pennsylvania in a century old home and is blessed with an amazing circle of friends.

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Grace Duncan’s DEVOTION — Look At This Fabulous Cover!

Hi everyone! Please welcome my friend Grace Duncan to the blog and look at this beautiful cover. Enjoy a nibble from Grace Duncan’s DEVOTION, her new fuzzy, sexy novel.

DevotionFSWill Tanner realize he’s wrong and claim his mate before Finley’s devotion is gone?

Devotion
Published by Dreamspinner Press
Release date: September 11, 2015
220 pages
Cover artist: Reese Dante
Preorder: http://hyperurl.co/xje1c8

 

Blurb:

Finley Cooper is tired of waiting for his destined mate to be ready to claim him. In deference to human laws, he’s already agreed to wait until he’s eighteen. But now his birthday has come and gone—and his mate has a new set of excuses. Finley doesn’t understand it any more than his wolf does, and he’s beginning to wonder if fate made a mistake.

Tanner Pearce wants nothing more than to claim his mate, but he worries that Finley is too young. Tanner will never forget what happened when his best friend mated at Finley’s age, only to have that mate end up feeling trapped and breaking their bond. While rare, it can happen, and the fallout Tanner witnessed as his best friend tried to deal with the break has haunted him for years.

When Finley finally has enough, he threatens to find someone who will claim him if Tanner doesn’t, and Tanner realizes he needs to come to terms with his fears or risk losing his mate forever.

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Excerpt:

Finley fumed silently in the passenger seat the whole way back to his parents’ house. He was tired of waiting. Two years of being put off by his mate, the one the fates had chosen for him. Two years of intense sexual frustration—jacking off provided very little relief—knowing who he wanted, who he should have, but not being able to have them. He wasn’t about to go fuck someone else, not when he had a mate—even if he didn’t have the man—but he was tired of not having him, of not having anything.

Two years of watching the one person who wasn’t supposed to be able to walk away from him… walk away from him. Time and time again.

He held on to his anger as long as he could. He wasn’t going to give in to the other stuff until he was in his room, away from his parents and sisters, and Tanner had left again and was far enough away that it wouldn’t transmit over their bond. He’d always bemoaned the distance limitation of it, loving that feeling of connection, however light. But now he was glad for it because he couldn’t let Tanner know how all this was feeling. He couldn’t. He could not let Tanner see how much it hurt to be rejected over and over and over again.

He was beginning to wonder if Tanner really wanted him. He didn’t understand why Tanner couldn’t see that he could get all those experiences and still be mated. That he didn’t want those without Tanner. That he wanted to be with Tanner when he succeeded in school, wanted to see Tanner’s pride in him for doing well.

He knew, eventually, Tanner was going to be alpha, and, as the alpha’s mate, there’d be responsibility to go with that. But Tanner’s father wasn’t anywhere near ready to step down. It would be quite a few years before that was even an issue. As long-lived as they were, Tanner’s father, at forty-two, was still considered young as far as shifters go. They had time for that.

So he couldn’t figure out why. Tanner’s excuses were just that: excuses. The only thing Finley could get from them was that Tanner didn’t really want him and hadn’t figured out how to tell him yet.

Oh, he knew Tanner wanted him physically. The few times he’d managed to get Tanner to kiss and make out, he’d certainly felt Tanner’s response. Like in the club, Tanner was usually as hard as he was. But he couldn’t get so much as a mutual hand job out of the man, much less anything more.

He didn’t understand it. He did get why they waited until he was eighteen before doing anything, even if he didn’t like it. There was no way they could end up in a human jail. Their wolves couldn’t take that kind of captivity, and when they spontaneously shifted from the stress… well, that just wasn’t going to work. So he’d waited, because he knew there was always the chance someone from the human high school he attended could call and even his parents couldn’t get them out of it.

But the waiting was killing him. Especially since he had a lot more invested than his dick. He’d long since fallen in love with his mate, long since added his heart to the mix. And knowing that love wasn’t returned was eating at him.

He’d started his little trips to the clubs right after he’d turned eighteen and Tanner had started giving his new excuses—college, experiences, the whole pile of crap. So Finley had decided he needed to try to push things, provoke something more out of Tanner. He wanted to see if he could get Tanner to do something.

But so far all he’d gotten was the occasional dance, like tonight, and more often, annoyed looks, a lot of sighs, and being dropped back off at his parents’ house while Tanner went home. Alone.

And Finley went to bed to jack off. Again.

He couldn’t even seem to get anything possessive out of Tanner. Tonight, his grabbing the blond guy’s hand had been the first time anything like that had happened. Most of the time, Tanner just grabbed him and dragged him out of the club.

Finley was tired of waiting. He was tired of dancing around this shit. He was tired of being put off. He was eighteen, hadn’t so much as touched another guy’s dick, much less had sex, and he was sick of it.

Most of their kind were mated at this time. He knew some were waiting longer, usually because they went to college and the like. And Finley might have happily gone off to college and taken another four years—if he hadn’t met his destined mate and this hadn’t felt so urgent.

But it did and he was going crazy from it. It was time to force the issue. If Tanner didn’t want him, it was time to find someone who did.

He wanted his destined mate. He wanted the man he was in love with. But he could, and would, sever the bond that they’d started and form one with someone new.

Someone who wanted him.

Maybe it was time for a change of scenery. No one else in their pack was gay, much less interested him. In fact, the only other two teenagers his age had both been jocks in school and very much not someone he hung out with. His grandparents had been hinting that they’d love for him to visit, and his grandmother—who didn’t seem to understand the age thing either—had been going on and on about this new “pup” in their pack who was gay.

When Tanner pulled up in front of Finley’s house, he couldn’t bring himself to say a word. He climbed out, slammed the door, and went in the house without looking back.

He called to his mother to let her know he was home, then took the steps two at a time. Once he was in his bedroom, he stripped to his boxers, curled up on his bed, stared at the ceiling. He listened for Tanner’s car to pull out of the driveway; then he’d give in, let the memory of their meeting fill him as it seemed to do so much these days. And once Tanner was far enough away, he could let the rest of his emotions out.

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About the author:

Grace Duncan grew up withgrace_nohate a wild imagination. She told stories from an early age – many of which got her into trouble. Eventually, she learned to channel that imagination into less troublesome areas, including fanfiction, which is what has led her to writing male/male erotica.

A gypsy in her own right, Grace has lived all over the United States. She has currently set up camp in East Texas with her husband and children – both the human and furry kind.

As one of those rare creatures who loves research, Grace can get lost for hours on the internet, reading up on any number of strange and different topics. She can also be found writing fanfiction, reading fantasy, crime, suspense, romance and other erotica or even dabbling in art.

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3 Bestsellers in the All Romance Top 10! Tara Passes Out!

WintersWolfFSPackorthePanther[The]LGWolfinGucciLoafersLGHi everyone —

By the time you read this, it might have changed, but at this moment, this author — moi– has three books in the Top Ten Bestsellers on All Romance eBooks! This is the overall bestseller list on the entire site. 3 Bestsellers! Holy CRAP! The Pack or the Panther is #2 today (was #1 yesterday!). Wolf in Gucci Loafers is #5, and Winter’s Wolf, my new release, is climbing at #8. This is really beyond exciting and i thank you all so much for making it happen.

Just to whet your whistle, here’s an excerpt from the new release, WINTER’s WOLF!

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EXCERPT: WINTER’S WOLF by Tara Lain – Winter Sees the FBI

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http://www.amazon.com/Winters-Wolf-Tales-Harker-Pack-ebook/dp/B00TQBXT3Y/

At Dreamspinner:

eBook: http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=6064

Paperback: http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=6065

At All Romance eBooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-winter039swolf-1739182-145.html

At B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/winters-wolf-tara-lain/1121237329?ean=2940151626262

Winter Thane was raised on the two cardinal rules of werewolf existence: don’t reveal yourself to humans under penalty of death, and there’s no such thing as a gay werewolf. It’s no surprise when his father drags him from his wild life in remote Canada back to Connecticut to meet his old pack in hopes it will persuade Winter to abandon his love of sex with human males. Of course Dad’s hopes are dashed when they come face-to-face with the gay werewolves in the Harker pack.

Winter takes one look at FBI agent, Matt Partridge, and decides bird is his favorite food. Partridge is embroiled in an investigation into drug dealing and the death of a fellow agent. He can’t let himself get distracted by the young, platinum-haired beast, but then Winter proves invaluable in the search for clues, a move that winds them both up in chains and facing imminent death. Winter quickly learns his father’s motives are questionable, the pack alphas are a bunch of pussies, humans aren’t quite what they seem, and nothing in the forests of Connecticut is pure except love.

Winter scanned the room. Back in the far corner, three males sat at a table. Not a lot of light except for a candle, but Winter could see even in the pitch black. Fuck, two of the males were huge. One looked older and carried some weight around his middle, but the other would probably be Winter’s height and looked as inhuman as Winter did. Shiny, silver-cast hair and eyes that reflected light when he glanced up toward the candle. The third male—Winter caught his breath. Human. Why would those two powerful wolves be sitting with a human when no others in the club mingled at all?

Hell, he’d like to mingle with him. What a human.

How could he get closer? He looked around for a men’s room sign. Yeah, perfect. If he went just a little out of his way, he could walk past that table, get a whiff, and see the man up close.

He glanced at Damon, who seemed to be studying the crowd like he was searching. Winter set the beer bottle on the bar. “Excuse me a minute. I’m going to find the washroom.”

“Okay. I think it’s back there.” Damon pointed exactly where Winter wanted to go.

Winter slid off the barstool and walked slowly through the crowd toward the indicated door. Fortunately, as he passed the table where the human sat, a woman came toward him, and he stepped aside to let her go by. Breathe deeply. Whoa. Man, what a nose-full. Both wolves were superpowerful—at least Damon’s peer. But the human? He smelled like food in the very best way. Like sweetness and musk with whiffs of pine and sandalwood and—something good to eat, but not necessarily with Winter’s teeth. Oh well, maybe some teeth would be involved. He grinned, raised his eyes, and the man stared at him.

Most humans shied from Winter. Too big. Too strange. This guy’s eyes widened when their glances met, his nostrils flared, but no fear showed on his face. Winter’s cock rose in his jeans. Down, boy. What was the attraction? The guy was nice-looking. Brown hair cut institutionally short and wide eyes that might be green. Still, most people would have drooled over the tall wolf with the silvery hair before they’d ever notice the human. Not Winter. The man’s eyes shone with intelligence and curiosity; his skin glowed with a passion for life that his conservative haircut didn’t advertise. Damn, Winter wanted to pick the guy up, carry him into the forest, and swallow his cock for dinner. The desire made his hands shake, and he clutched them.

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WINTER’S WOLF by Tara Lain is RELEASED! $25 GC

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Winter’s Wolf 
(Tales of the Harker Pack #3)
By Tara Lain
Blurb:
Winter Thane was raised on the two cardinal rules of werewolf existence: don’t reveal yourself to humans under penalty of death, and there’s no such thing as a gay werewolf. It’s no surprise when his father drags him from his wild life in remote Canada back to Connecticut to meet his old pack in hopes it will persuade Winter to abandon his love of sex with human males. Of course Dad’s hopes are dashed when they come face-to-face with the gay werewolves in the Harker pack.
Winter takes one look at FBI agent, Matt Partridge, and decides bird is his favorite food. Partridge is embroiled in an investigation into drug dealing and the death of a fellow agent. He can’t let himself get distracted by the young, platinum-haired beast, but then Winter proves invaluable in the search for clues, a move that winds them both up in chains and facing imminent death. Winter quickly learns his father’s motives are questionable, the pack alphas are a bunch of pussies, humans aren’t quite what they seem, and nothing in the forests of Connecticut is pure except love.

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Excerpt

Walk slowly. Look casual. Matt left the way he’d come—out the back door. When his feet hit dirt, he jogged away from the club and ducked behind the shed that had been built on the edge of the forest.
Going to die. Heart can’t beat this hard and survive.
He leaned against the shed and gasped for breath, but his cock had grown to the size of a monster, stealing all his oxygen. Think. What the fuck are you doing? No reasonable human being could believe that Winter Thane wanted Matt Partridge, so there had to be an ulterior motive. The dude had asked the marshal about him. For all Matt knew, Winter could be involved in the disappearance of the agent. Maybe he wanted to discredit Matt or—maybe he had something to do with the weird wolf stories. Jesus, the only man he’d ever seen who looked more like a wolf than Cole Harker had to be Winter Thane. Those eyes. Even his teeth were sharp. All the better to eat you with. He closed his eyes and banged his head against the metal siding. Those teeth scraping his cock—
“Dreaming of me?”
Matt’s eyes flew open. “Shit! How did you get here?”
He looked over his shoulder. “Like you said. Out the front, around the side.”
“But I didn’t hear you.”
He grinned. Oh yes, those teeth glistened. “I’m sneaky.”
Matt took a breath, pushed away from the shed, and walked a couple of steps toward the trees. Need distance. “Look. I don’t mean to lead you on, but I’m with the FBI and this isn’t a good idea—”
The hand that gripped his shoulder must have been iron. In one move, Winter grabbed him, pulled him against a body so hard and hot it penetrated Matt’s jacket on contact, hauled Matt’s head back, and covered his mouth in a devouring kiss.
Tongue. Teeth. Perfection.
Winter held Matt’s head both hard and gentle, like he wanted to control him but didn’t want to hurt him. Oh God, so nice. He tasted like beer and smelled like—what? Musky and clean at the same time, like Matt’s dog Buster when he was freshly washed. Man, he wanted to bury his nose in Winter’s neck like he did with Buster.

 

Winter reduced the speed and intensity of the kiss from fast food to a gourmet meal. He licked and nibbled, tasted and savored, his tongue a finely tuned instrument exploring every cranny of Matt’s mouth. He’d never been so completely kissed. So much so that even the screaming pressure of his cock couldn’t make him want Winter to move on. Matt twined his arms around Winter’s neck. Standing only six feet, he couldn’t get his cock to meet Winter’s, but the prod of that big rod against his belly made him want to beg. He pulled his mouth away an inch. “I should arrest you for carrying a lethal weapon.”

 




Tales of the Harker Pack Series


        

 

About the Author

Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in LGBT erotic romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now somewhere around book 23. Her best­selling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best Ménage, Best LGBT Romance, Best Gay Characters, and Tara has been named Best Writer of the Year in the LRC Awards. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. She often does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft.
She lives with her soul­mate husband and her soul­mate dog in Laguna Beach, California, a pretty seaside town where she sets a lot of her books. Passionate about diversity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says on her tombstone it will say “Yes”!

You can find Tara at

               
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Hi everyone — I’m so excited to reveal the cover for my new release, WINTER’S WOLF. I must confess, when the Dreamspinner Art Department sent it to me i gasped i loved it so much. Hope you like it too. Enjoy! Oh, BTW, you can order the book right now from Dreamspinner if you want to be first!  LOL See the links below.  : )
Winter’s Wolf 
(Tales of the Harker Pack #3)
By Tara Lain
Blurb:
Winter Thane was raised on the two cardinal rules of werewolf existence: don’t reveal yourself to humans under penalty of death, and there’s no such thing as a gay werewolf. It’s no surprise when his father drags him from his wild life in remote Canada back to Connecticut to meet his old pack in hopes it will persuade Winter to abandon his love of sex with human males. Of course Dad’s hopes are dashed when they come face-to-face with the gay werewolves in the Harker pack.
Winter takes one look at FBI agent, Matt Partridge, and decides bird is his favorite food. Partridge is embroiled in an investigation into drug dealing and the death of a fellow agent. He can’t let himself get distracted by the young, platinum-haired beast, but then Winter proves invaluable in the search for clues, a move that winds them both up in chains and facing imminent death. Winter quickly learns his father’s motives are questionable, the pack alphas are a bunch of pussies, humans aren’t quite what they seem, and nothing in the forests of Connecticut is pure except love.
Release Date: February 27, 2015

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Excerpt

 

Matt’s heart stopped beating. Cliché, Partridge. Watch the clichés. Still, that’s what it  felt  like. Walking  straight toward  him,  like  he  was  being  pulled  on  a  rubber  string, strode that huge hunk of gorgeous he’d seen two nights before. The one related to Cole Harker’s husband. The man moved like an animal, gliding and rippling, and the big bulge in the front of his jeans advertised another kind of animal. Big Bird! Shit, the thing had to  be  at least  at  half-mast,  and it looked  huge. Matt  wanted to  fall  down  and  worship.
Control. Deep breath. He’ll probably walk right by.
Sweet Jesus, he stopped right in front of the table.
“Hi.  I’m  Winter  Thane.  I  saw  you  here  the  other  night  with  my,  uh,  cousin  by marriage, Cole Harker.”
Matt swallowed. Try to be cool. “Yes, I remember he went to speak with you. I’m Matt Partridge.”
“Yes.”
Matt’s eyes widened. Had Winter asked about  him? “Would  you,  uh, care to join me?”
“Thanks.”
Trying  not to  stare at the  play  of muscle in those  hard thighs and the large  bulge between proved more than he was up to. When he glanced up from his inspection, Winter Thane gazed at him with a small smile. It said Caught ya. Matt cleared his throat. “Uh, I was just about to order a beer. Would you like another?”
“No,  I’m  good,  thanks.”  Winter  wrapped  his  beautifully  shaped  lips  around  the head  of the  bottle,  seemed to lovingly  caress it  for  a  second,  and then  sucked  down  a drink.
Holy crap.
Matt waved at the waitress, who hurried over, gazing at Winter most of the time. He ordered a beer, and she rushed off, actually bumping into a patron because she couldn’t stop staring over her shoulder. Who could blame her? Matt chuckled. “You must get that a lot.”
The  guy  shook  that  snowflake  hair.  “No.  Where  I’m  from  there  aren’t  a  lot  of females.”
“You must enjoy being here.” Matt swallowed.
Winter  shrugged.  “City  guy  like  you’d  be  used  to  it.  For  me  it’s  new  and  pretty weird.”
Matt laughed. “Who’d look at me?”
Winter’s blue eyes flashed up. “Who wouldn’t?”
Matt’s  mouth  opened  but  nothing  came  out.  Finally  he  got  his  brain  and  tongue connected. “So, uh, you’re visiting the area?”
Winter’s pale brows pulled together. “My father’s theory is we’re here to stay. I’d say the jury’s out.”
“Not a good experience so far?”
“An  old Chinese  curse  said,  ‘May  you live in interesting times.’  So  far the trip’s been interesting.” Those melted ice eyes raised slowly to Matt. “But it could get better.”
Every  resolve  Matt  had  ever  made  tried  to  dissolve  in  that  field  of  blue.  Come on, Partridge. You’re investigating these people. The  arrival  of the  waitress  felt like  a lifeline, and  he  grabbed the  bottle, threw way too much money  on the table, and  drank down half the contents in one pull.
“Thank you, sir.” She batted her eyes at Winter and left.
Winter pointed at the bottle. “Thirsty?”
“Uh, yes, I guess so.”
“So you’re the law?”
“How’d you know that?”
Winter grinned. “Aside from the haircut that speaks of gray suits and gray cars?”
Matt ducked his head and ran a hand over his carefully barbered light brown hair.
“Bad, huh?”
“Nah. It’s cute. Besides, I asked Ben Freedman about you.”
Matt’s heart leaped and stomach sank—the war of suspicion and desire. “Why?”
Again, the long, slow gaze. “I think you’re gorgeous.”
Matt frowned. Suspicion won. “Come on. Don’t give me that shit.”
Winter cocked his head. “You don’t believe me?”
“Of course  not. Why would a  guy like  you think  I’m  gorgeous?” He  drawled the word and narrowed his eyes. “Did you hear somewhere that I’m gay? What the fuck are you playing at?”
Winter smiled slowly. “I hoped you liked men. Or maybe I should say, I hoped you liked me.”
“Who the fuck wouldn’t like you?” He pushed his bottle away. “I should go.”
Winter’s  hand  clamped  on  his  forearm.  Long,  slender  fingers  carved  with  sinew.
“Please don’t. I’m not a very civilized creature, so maybe I don’t know how to say what I feel.”
Matt tried to catch his breath. “And what’s that?”
“That I want to take you out into the trees and fuck you until you scream.”
Every cell in his body  froze—except his cock, which expanded like someone was blowing it up through a hose. “Who told you I’m gay?”
“No one. I don’t know if you’re gay. I don’t know if I’m gay. I don’t give a damn. I just know I want to suck you and fuck you until daylight.”
Matt  stared  into  those  mesmerizing  eyes,  and  his  hands  shook.  He  couldn’t  look away. “People don’t say shit like that.”
“People don’t. I do.”

 

About the Author
Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in LGBT erotic romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now somewhere around book 23. Her best­selling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best Ménage, Best LGBT Romance, Best Gay Characters, and Tara has been named Best Writer of the Year in the LRC Awards. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. She often does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft. She lives with her soul­mate husband and her soul­mate dog in Laguna Beach, California, a pretty seaside town where she sets a lot of her books. Passionate about diversity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says on her tombstone it will say “Yes”!

You can find Tara at

               

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WINTER’S WOLF by Tara Lain Release Date Moved to Feb 27th!

WinterHi all —

I’m so excited to announce that the release date of my new paranormal novel, WINTER’S WOLF has been moved to Feb 27th (from March 30th) so the Wolf is coming! I can’t show you the cover yet — we’ll be unveiling it in two weeks (Jan 27th) when the book will go on pre-order. Winter’s Wolf is the third book in Tales of the Harker Pack. It tells the story of WolfinGucciLoafersLGWinter Thane, half-brother of Lindsey Vanessen (star of Wolf in Gucci Loafers). Unlike Lindsey who is half human, Winter is all werewolf in more ways than one. Winter develops a very inconvenient passion for an FBI agent.

If you plan to read Winter’s Wolf, would you please mark it as a To Read at GOODREADS?

There will be some great specials associated with the release, plus we’ll have a Blog Tour and a Facebook Party. There will be lots of chances to win the book too, if you’re a subscriber to my NEWSLETTER.

Watch for the cover because it’s spectacular! The picture above is a placeholder — my inspiration photo. Yummy isn’t he?

Thanks so much for coming by. I’ll update you on Winter’s Wolf in the weeks to come. : )