#NewRealease Spotlight: COLD NIGHT MOON, by Naomi Clark

Thanks for having me here on your blog today! I’m really excited to be sharing my latest release, COLD NIGHT MOON – book five in my Urban Wolf Series. This is a series that’s really so close to my heart for a lot of reasons, and it’s great to be back in Ayla and Shannon’s world. I’ve been with these characters for six years now, and I like to think that each installment, whether it’s a short story like this or a full-length novel, has expanded the world and see my werewolf ladies grow. In COLD NIGHT MOON, I get to play with some British folklore (always fun!) and give Ayla and Shannon a romantic break in the woods…well, a sort of romantic break, anyway. I hope you’ll love it!

 

 
Excerpt


“We’re
going home,” I said, hoping my voice didn’t sound as shaky as I thought it did.
“No!
Can’t you hear her! It’s so beautiful, Ayla, I have to see… I have to find
her…” She slapped uselessly at my arms.
I had
to change position. I couldn’t really see past her head and if she started
kicking, she could take out my knees with those heavy hiking boots. But I
didn’t want to let her go to try and put her in a better hold. With a groan, I
sort of rolled her in my arms so we were face to face. Her expression was one
of angry hunger, nothing like the Shannon I knew. She slapped me, her gloves stinging
my cheek.
“Let
me go!”
I
growled and hauled her over my shoulder. She kneed me in the stomach and
pummeled my back, shouting now.
“Put
me down! I have to see her!”
“There’s
nobody there!” I cried, frustration boiling over into anger of my own.
“Please, Shannon—”
She
kneed me again, knocking the breathe from me, and I stumbled. Her weight
overbalanced me, pitching us both into the snow, with Shannon landing on top of
me. While I wheezed for air, she tried to scramble off me, but I grabbed her
wrists and clung on. The sheer panic on her face scared me. It was the intense,
mindless panic of an animal fleeing a wildfire, a human watching a friend die.
You couldn’t reason with that, couldn’t snap someone out of it.
She
twisted and thrashed, trying to free herself, while snow soaked through my
jeans and slid into my boots, sending chills through me. I was fighting the
elements as well as Shannon, and whilst I could outfight Shannon if I wanted, I
couldn’t hold off the cold forever.

 

I
gritted my teeth. “I’m so sorry,” I said, and then I headbutted her.

 

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About the Author
Naomi likes writing, perfume,
fancy tea, and unfathomable monsters from the dark spaces between the stars,
not necessarily in that order. She has been writing stories ever since she
learned how to write, but is still trying to master the art of biography
writing. When she’s not dealing with werewolves, demons, or sea monsters, she’s
hanging out with her cat and probably watching a documentary about Bigfoot. If
the cat isn’t available, she’s with her fiancé watching cookery shows and
silently plotting her next book.

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#NewRelease Spotlight: POMEGRANATE, by Erzabet Bishop

Blurb:
What if everything you thought you knew was a lie?
Crafting spells, running her shop, and hanging with her
lover, Hayden, was all Persephone Carraway wanted out of life. The future was
filled with endless possibilities as long as it was with the girl of her
dreams. But Hayden has a secret and, it turns out, so does Persephone.
One night in the Underworld will change things forever…
Demi, Persephone’s mother has developed a designer
pomegranate, infusing it with her daughter’s blood. A single act of betrayal
will craft war with the old gods and the Fae, leaving destruction in its wake.
Persephone is drawn into a web of myth and magick where nothing is at it seems,
even herself.
Myth. Magic. Pomegranates…
Facts:
Genre- Lesbian fantasy, paranormal, twisted myth, romance,
BDSM
Pages-64
Pairing: f/f
Series-Myth and Magic #1
Published: October 9, 2015
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Audiobook: upcoming
Buy Links:
Decadent Publishing: http://goo.gl/a2DfDi
Excerpt:
Persephone took a breath. Her mouth was dry and her skin
slick with sweat. She was thirsty. So thirsty. Her eyes wouldn’t focus, and her
heart was racing.
“You look like you could use this.” A woman in a black mask
and unbuttoned tux jacket approached, holding out a bottle of water. The white
dress shirt was halfway open, straining against her breasts. Every movement
tugged against the soft flesh, hinting at the bounty buried beneath the fabric.
Vest unbuttoned over leather pants and kickass boots, she made Persephone’s
breath catch in her throat. The woman’s black hair was slicked back into a
tight bun, her red lips plump and succulent.
Hands shaking, Persephone took the bottle. “Thank you.” What
is wrong with me?”
“This is your first rave, I take it?”
“Yes.” She drank the cool water, each swallow bringing her
more clarity. Soon the bottle was drained and dangled empty in her grasp.
“It can be a little much when they turn on the purple wave.
Here. Sit.” The masked woman led her to a chair. Large and white, it faced an
enormous fireplace. Green fire burned within. Persephone fell into the chair,
her dress spilling around her. She watched the green fire dance, marveling at
the images unfolding. Her mind was still muzzy but she saw…no….
“Faces…there are faces,” she gasped, trying to push
herself up from the chair.
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About the author:
Erzabet Bishop is an award winning author who loves to write
naughty stories. She is the author of Lipstick, Dinner Date, Crave,The Science
of Lust, Arcane Imaginarium: Spirit Board, Holidays in Hell, Mallory’s Mark
(upcoming 2016),The Devil’s Due (upcoming 2016), Charity Benshaw’s Enchanted
Paddle Emporium (upcoming 2016),Tethered, Sigil Fire, Glitter Lust (upcoming
2016), Written on Skin, Club Beam, Pomegranate, A Red Dress for Christmas, The
Black Magic Café, Fantasies in Red, Sweet Seductions: The Erzabet Bishop
Collection, Holiday Cruise, Fetish Fair, Temptation Resorts: Jess, Temptation
Resorts: Marnie, Taming the Beast, The Erotic Pagans Series: Beltane Fires,
Samhain Shadows and Yuletide Temptation along with being a contributor to many
anthologies. Erzabet has been a finalist in the GCLS awards for 2014 and 2015.
She lives in Texas with her husband, furry children and can often be found
lurking in local bookstores. She loves to bake, make naughty crochet projects
and watch monster movies. When she isn’t writing, she loves to review music and
books.
Follow her reviews and posts on Twitter @erzabetbishop.
Links:
Amazon author page: http:// amazon.com/author/erzabetbishop/

#NewRelease Spotlight: THE SEA WIFE by Naomi Clark

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It’s probably no secret that I love shapeshifters, but normally I stick with werewolves. What can I say, I’m a traditionalist when it comes to these things! For THE SEA WIFE though, I branched out. It’s impossible to be a fan of folklore and mythology and not know about selkies. There are loads of different stories surrounding these seal shifters, but I think probably the best-known is the idea that, if a man steals a seal-woman’s skin, she’s trapped and forced to become his wife. It’s a sad story, but then, romantic tragedy seems to be a key element of selkie lore.

In THE SEA WIFE, I wanted to play on that element, but hopefully you won’t find Charley and Nessa’s story too sad! I like a little hope and happiness in my love stories after all!

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Charley and Nessa are from two different worlds. Nessa is a selkie and Charley is all too human. When selkies and humans fall in love, tragedy can follow. For Charley and Nessa, that never seems to matter when they’re together. But when Nessa’s seal skin is stolen, the lovers uncover all the reasons humans and selkies should stay in their separate worlds.

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In seconds, Nessa was up on the ledge beside her, and Charley pulled her into her arms to kiss her fiercely. Nessa tasted of sea spray and sunlight, her long dark hair smelt of sea lavender, and her body fit perfectly against Charley’s, just as it always had. Now Charley was truly home.

They didn’t need words to greet each other, not really. They’d been meeting in this cave since Charley was fifteen. They’d been kissing since she was sixteen. Nessa slid her hands into Charley’s hair, freeing the messy red waves from the loose knot she’d tied them in. Nessa’s fingers trailed down Charley’s throat as they kissed, then down to grab the hem of Charley’s t-shirt. They broke the kiss briefly so Nessa could pull the t-shirt off and toss it aside. She fumbled with Charley’s bra, as she always did, and Charley giggled, as she always did, and slipped it off for Nessa. That too, was tossed away carelessly.

Charley skimmed her hands down Nessa’s bare back, relishing the little shivers she caused. She pushed away Nessa’s heavy locks and kissed the curve of her neck, licking drops of seawater from her skin while Nessa cupped Charley’s breasts and ran her fingers round her nipples. Charley sighed, burying her face in Nessa’s hair and soaking up her light, delicate touches. They’d been apart too long and she needed Nessa with an urgency that wouldn’t settle for light or delicate. She slid her arms round Nessa’s waist and pushed her to the blanket. She stood quickly, hopping like an idiot to kick her jeans off, and Nessa watched her with barely-contained laughter.

“If you just didn’t bother with clothes at all…”

“I’d be arrested for public indecency and you’d never see me again.” Charley dropped to her knees beside Nessa, trailing her fingers over Nessa’s stomach and down between her legs.

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About the Author3

Naomi likes writing, perfume, fancy tea, and unfathomable monsters from the dark spaces between the stars, not necessarily in that order. She has been writing stories ever since she learned how to write, but is still trying to master the art of biography writing. When she’s not dealing with werewolves, demons, or sea monsters, she’s hanging out with her cat and probably watching a documentary about Bigfoot. If the cat isn’t available, she’s with her fiancé watching cookery shows and silently plotting her next book.

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Twitter – @naomi_jay