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Release Day!

December 9, 2011

Today is a release day for me. Not a big release, but it’s still a release! Alpha’s Pride, which was originally published in Wild Passions, came out on its own today. It was co-authored with K. Piet, and it’s going for $1.99, ebook only. 😀

Alpha’s Pride

Alec and Nahale are feral-Maith, genetic offshoots from a fantastic race. Their clan is home to many kinds of feral characteristics, but the powerful predators—wolves and felines alike—are the protectors, hunters, and leaders. Both Alec and Nahele enjoy their arrangement, finding pleasure with one another away from prying eyes, but Alec’s worries about their clan’s security have long fallen on deaf ears.

Under pressure, Alec challenges Nahale for leadership of their clan, threatening to destroy the relationship they’d been building for years. Nahele is anything but weak, and his stubbornness could endanger the clan’s stability, not to mention his own life. When push comes to shove, Nahele is confronted with the most difficult choice a leader can face: resist and maintain his pride or yield control of the clan to the feral-Maith he once trusted.


You’ve seen Alec already in my Advent series (his short with Tavish is over here), and you’ll see Nahele again later in the month (with his lover, Keegan).

I can’t wait to truly tell Alec and Tavish’s story and Nahele and Keegan’s story (though their story is MASSIVE). It makes me so impatient!


Also, Other Side of Night: Bastian & Riley is now available in print. 190 pages, and $9.99! 😀


Finally, a little teaser from one of the bonus shorts that will be available in the Advent: Collected Shorts release that won’t be available for free anywhere.

From the short Orion:
Alaric loved to watch Orion. There was something about the slight, boyish frame, the petulant lips, and how he looked encased in leather. It made hunger gnaw at him as he watched Orion all but crawl into their next meal’s lap. The broad, muscular man squeezing Orion’s hand stank of whiskey and arousal, but under that odor was the rich, musky scent of blood.

Orion rocked in the man’s lap, and Alaric ground his teeth together. The boy was getting too close. And then Orion licked up the man’s throat, slid his hand between them to massage their prey’s cock through his jeans. Even from fifteen feet away, Alaric could hear the man groan, the sound deep, drunk, and needy. Jealousy flared as brightly as hunger, and then Orion’s black eyes—surrounded by black kohl and red shadow—focused on Alaric.

On him.

In those black, soulless depths, Alaric saw himself, saw how devoted Orion was to him, and how bored he was with the human. Food. That’s all they were, that look said. It said… watch me capture him, bring my mate a bountiful meal. Alaric felt a smile tug at his lips, and he faded back into the shadows, leaving the club and heading back to the loft he shared with Orion.

He didn’t have to wait long, though, before Orion ushered the man into their den, a fey, pleased smile on his face as his heels clacked on the concrete floor. Alaric didn’t think there was anything sexier, deadlier, than his petite, slim Orion, tempting men who liked their conquests young.

Orion, though, was anything but young.

The man blubbered some kind of protest at the sight of him sitting on the far corner of the bed, but Orion turned on him and pursed his lips. “Shh,” he comforted, drawing a single finger across the drunk’s stubble. “Don’t mind Alaric. He just likes to watch.”

Alaric fought the dual urges to growl and chuckle. Orion was good, but he was only partially right. He only liked to watch Orion, not their prey. Not that it mattered. Orion put on his best alluring smile and tugged the man toward the bed, but his eyes were on Alaric as he allowed the drunk to push off his coat and ride his shirt up his slender torso. Orion knew he was watching, damn him, and the sight of his dark nipples peeking out from under the black, synthetic fabric sent a shiver down Alaric’s spine.

He paid no attention to the man’s compliments, or even to the man himself. All he cared about was the way Orion masterfully lured the man closer and closer to him, from one side of the bed to the other, with little kisses and licks, like he was some treat from the ice cream truck. The moment the man was close enough for Orion’s liking, he straddled him, pulled him eagerly down for a kiss, and tilted his head. The fool took the bait and kissed down Orion’s neck, and Alaric saw the ruthless gleam in Orion’s eyes as Orion smiled up at him.

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