It’s Friday, and I’m chatting at Beth Wylde’s yahoo site with Dirty Birdies and giving away a free digital copy of one of my books – winner’s choice.
Beth Wylde is once again celebrating Pride Month during the month of June. GLBT authors will be chatting at her group every day and will be hosting giveaways. Today I join Dirty Birdies Cassandra Carr, Tara Lain, Victoria Blisse, Lucy Felthouse, Jessica Freely, Kay Berrisford, Lily Harlem. Check it out at Beth’s group: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/bethwylde
GIVEAWAY: Winner’s Choice – digital book from my booklist: To enter my giveaway leave a comment on my blog which m/m sub-genre you like to read : Contemporary, Paranormal, SciFi, Fantasy, BDSM, Steampunk, Mystery
And for a double entry – subscribe to my blog – scroll down to the end of the page and you’ll see the box where you enter your email. Let me know if you subscribed.
I will choose a name on Saturday and post it here and email the winner. Good luck and thanks for supporting Pride Month!
I have lots of books to chose from. If you like contemporary series you might want to check out my Woodland Village series – Blue Skye, Ryan’s Harbor and John’s Match. For a stand alone there’s Out of Bounds, a contemporary coming out story and Lover’s Trill featuring a rock star and a classical violinist.
My paranormal books are about vampires vs. Kresniks in Last Chance and Fighting Chance. Angels and Protectors in Sins of Lust and a shape shifter tiger in The Tiger Within and the Hunter Within. Plus more… Just click here for my book list.
Thou shall not kill.
For archangel Razi-el, he had no choice. He would break God’s commandment again if it were to save Uri-el from a demon’s talons. Yet even God’s most trusted archangel cannot avoid punishment. No longer Razi-el, he is now Izar, a Protector sworn to kill for the angels.
When a Protector kills an angel, Izar is summoned to work alongside Uri-el to capture the killer. Izar is shocked when his bloodlust spikes hot for the archangel. He knows better than to go after forbidden fruit. Refusing to give in to temptation, he ignores his body’s tempestuous arousal for Uri-el until a heated argument turns his blood into molten lust.
As they rush to find the killer, their passion plays into the demon’s plan. Izar will have to make a choice between life and death if he is to save Uri-el again.
Yay. My new book is out – Perceived Love published by Musa Publishing! It’s part of the Finally Ever After series.
Pride will be the death of him.
When psychic Nate Coleman dreams of a murder, he knows it’s a premonition. He can’t forget the image of his ex-lover with a bullet hole through his chest. Nate has no choice but to confront William and face the skeptical scientist’s ridicule.
Dr. William Ryner doesn’t believe in what he can’t prove. When Nate comes back into his life, it’s not to rekindle their love, but to bring up more of that mumbo jumbo that split them apart.
Despite William’s refusal to listen, Nate can’t ignore the premonition. And, William can’t ignore Nate. Before the gunman strikes, William must either trust in Nate’s ability or rely only on the facts, but if he does the latter, pride could be the death of him.
A sudden burst of noise tore the air. Nate pivoted around in time to spy a figure wearing an orange baseball cap dashing through the crowd, a silver object glinting from the shadowy hand. Metallic odor wafted under Nate’s nose. Blood.
The scene transformed, images melting as though he’d stepped into a surreal painting. Eerie silence fell over the park. The crowd had vanished, and he stood alone in the middle of the bandstand. Nate was dreaming, but the realization didn’t calm the hammering in his chest. Something evil had taken place, and he could taste the bitter aftermath.
Then he saw the reason for his dread. A lifeless form lay in a crumpled heap on the stage. Nate’s legs felt as if they were tied down by weights as he trudged toward the body. Blood leaked from the man’s chest, his head bent down, hiding his face. Fear swept through Nate, and when he lifted the chin and peered into the lifeless face, his heart plummeted. William.
Nate fell to his knees, shaking William’s shoulders, crying out his name over and over. But William didn’t stir. He lay still as the air smothered them. What good was Nate’s psychic ability if he couldn’t save the man who meant everything to him?
Nate woke with a start, his heart pounding. He reached for the water glass on the nightstand and almost dropped it. Rarely did he dream of death, but when he did, he heeded the warning. That it was William he’d seen in his nightmare made it more complicated.