I’m delighted to announce that my publisher, Evernight Publishing, is giving away a $50.00 Amazon Gift Card to one lucky romance reader! And right in time for the holiday season! The winner will be selected December 15th.
Just send an email to: evernightmarketing@gmail.com with the Subject: “EP Giftcard” with your name and the email where we can send the Amazon Gift Card if you’re the winner.
Can you believe it’s already November? YIKES! I can hardly believe the year is almost over… and what a ride it’s been. I’m over the moon to let you all know that I have THREE new titles coming out with Evernight Publishing, soon! And I’m also in the process of re-publishing some of my indie books as well. I hope you’ve all had a fantastic spooky holiday. I hope all that sugar can keep you awake long enough to get through a few of these beauties!
🍂💋 BOOK FAIRS & SALES 💋🍂
🥀⭐ SPECIAL EDITION BOXSET ⭐🥀
Treat yourself to an AMAZING once in a lifetime Special Edition Boxset Collection from my bestie, and fellow bestselling Australian author… Amelia Shaw! Let’s help her smash her $10k goal and get all those tasty Stretch Rewards! I’ve personally read this series and can wholeheartedly say if you like your paranormal romance filled with sexy shifters and BBW then you’ll LOVE Power Magic, a stunning 4 book series where each curvy witch finds her Happily Ever After with not one, but two shifter brothers!
Thank you once again for reading, and for your support! If you haven’t already, don’t forget to Subscribe to my Newsletter. Until next time! I hope you have an amazing and safe Halloween!
If you love shifters and monsters, but prefer M/F novellas… scroll further down!
After a little trial and error, and some deliberation with others in the industry, I’ve decided to return The Fated Mark series to the stewardship of this pen name. I have no real need of multiple pen names when I already have such a wonderful and supportive M/M readership here! So, I apologise for the confusion… but the series is back here where it ought to be!
And on that note, in case you weren’t aware during all the chaos… Book 15, The Gator’s Fated Mate, is now available for pre-order! I had to push the release date a tiny bit, but it’s definitely coming! Take a look at the trope map below and get ready to one-click!
BLURB: (not even up on Amazon yet!) A rare stallion shifter, Holin is vulnerable to many a predator in Terrestria. Without a herd to call his own, he survives day by day. The mere idea of love and happiness seems impossible. But Fate won’t allow Holin to suffer without a mate… When an injured horse barrels into his wetlands, an ancient Alpha gator is caught off guard. Prey rarely enters his domain willingly—let alone smell like his heart’s desire.
If you love shifters but crave the M/F dynamic, I have another series you may be interested in! There are a couple that are M/M, but each title stands alone, so there is no harm is skipping or picking where you want to start. Introducing the Hearts of Avalar series!
As the series has evolved over time, it’s not the easiest thing to navigate as far as finding them all in one place! There isn’t really a ‘series’ link I can provide due to the nature of each novella’s publication, so I’m going to provide you a list you can go through as you desire. Whilst each story stands alone, there is an overarching storyline spread through out them all with cameos and reoccurring characters, and as such, it’s best enjoyed in order, including every book. Despite this, every single one can read as a one-and-done treat! So, feel free to explore the series as you see fit!
The Hearts of Avalar Series Reading Order: Book 0, Celestial Hearts ~ solo ebook (series prequel). Book 1, Wild Hearts ~ features exclusively in the Alpha Male ebook & paperback anthology. Book 2, Carnal Hearts ~ features exclusively in the Alpha Male: Manlove ebook & paperback anthology. Book 3, Immortal Hearts ~ solo ebook. Book 4, Arcane Hearts ~ solo ebook. Book 5, Winged Hearts ~ solo ebook. Book 6, Forsaken Hearts ~ solo ebook (COMING SOON!)
Bookmark/star this newsletter to keep track of it, or, the next best thing I can do is offer you all my Universal Book Link, where you can navigate, yourself, to the Hearts of Avalar menu, where you can then scroll the in-reading-order books by cover.
Thank you once again for reading, and for your support! If you haven’t already, don’t forget to Subscribe to my Newsletter. Until next time! I hope you have an amazing and safe Halloween!
Let’s celebrate Halloween TODAY! I mean, why not? You know what they say… there’s no time like the present! And what better excuse do you need than a spicy Halloween monster romance novella? CURSED DESIRES is the treat you didn’t even know you needed. So, place your pre-order today and you’ll be enjoying this sinfully tasty tale by the 21st of October! Just imagine the anticipaa– *grin*
BLURB: It’s All Hallows’ Eve and Mara Coleman’s planning some practical magic. Tired of spending her days in Salem alone, she heads out into the crisp autumn forests to summon a familiar. It seems an easy solution to a simple problem. But as the old adage warns … Be careful what you wish for. Mara’s summoning works more effectively than expected and instead of merely acquiring an animal companion, she allows a centuries-old, cursed creature into her home. And whether she likes it or not, the golden-eyed monster intends to keep her in bed all Halloween!
Every week I’m going to do a Book Spotlight until I run out of books! So, let’s go! Have you read Loving Monsters: Volume 1? (Book 1 – 5 of the Loving Monsters series) If not, what are you waiting for? Read on for the blurb and an excerpt to capture your imagination!
BLURB:
5 wickedly dark and delicious monster romance novellas in one beautiful paperback collection! Featuring Jack the Trickster in Sinister Desires, The Grim Reaper in Deathly Desires, The Devil in Infernal Desires, The Kraken in Twisted Desires, and The Mothman in Lunatic Desires!
I’m not ready to die! I cry out in my mind—to God, the universe, my foremothers, or All Hallows’ spirits; I can’t be sure. Everything that has previously existed in my life has narrowed down to one imperative goal: survive. Heart set on home, I push myself until my lungs are burning and a pain flares in my side, stealing the breath from me. I gasp out in pain, my hand finding the confluence of my hip. A fucking stitch! You’ve got to be kidding me. Not. Now!
But in the next second, the stitch is the least of my problems. Something catches my boot, and suddenly I’m airborne. A scream rips from my throat as I fly for what seems like forever. I hit the sodden ground hard and shriek as pain radiates through me from my chest. My ankle feels like it’s at entirely the wrong angle.
“Fuck!” I sob, drawing myself up onto my knees. Reaching out for something, anything, with which to support myself, I find a large crooked stick. Gritting my teeth, I mutter a string of profanities under my breath as I clutch it with both hands, pulling myself up by sheer force of will. A low growl rumbles behind me, and I forget how to breathe. This is it. This is where I make my stand. This is where I die—in the woods on Halloween. Fucking perfect. A ridiculously nervous, bordering on maniacal laugh escapes me as I turn to face the wolf.
“All right, bitch,” I say, raising the stick like a baseball bat. “Let’s do this. If I’m going to die, you’re going to be chewing on my fat ass with one mother fucker of a headache!”
The wolf growls again, baring its fangs in a vicious snarl of warning.
“Come on!” I goad. “What are you waiting for?”
The wolf lowers its head, pawing at the earth as it gets ready to launch.
No. Fuck you! And then, committing my weight to the swing, I lash out first, bringing the stick around in a wide arc. I catch the side of the wolf’s face, and it seems as though the moment plays out in slow motion. I see the wolf’s flesh ripple with the impact of my blow, and its nose scrunch as the force knocks its head to the side—causing it to stumble and yelp.
“Come on! Is that all you’ve got? Where are your friends?” I shout, trying to ignore the searing pain in my ankle. I gingerly put weight on it, struggling to keep my balance. The wolf growls again, and its pack stalks from the darkness. “All right, now this is a party!” I scream at them, gripping the stick tight. If I’m going down, I’m going down swinging!
The wolves’ golden eyes glimmer in the moonlight like jewels. They’re such beautiful beasts. If only they weren’t trying to eat me… A brisk breeze ruffles my hair, and the air behind me chills so suddenly, and unexpectedly, that it feels like some cruel trickster has snuck up on me and tipped a bucket of ice-water down my spine. I freeze in place as the wolves whine. One after the other, they back-step, their glittering eyes focused somewhere behind me. Then the wolves flee as one, turning on their heels, deciding that I’m not worth standing up to whomever—or whatever—lurks at my back, bringing the chill of the grave with it.
Trembling, I will myself to turn and face my unexpected savior. Or is it damnation? Agonizingly slowly I find the courage to pivot around. Eyes on the ground, my gaze travels up a weathered black trench coat which whispers eerily in the mist as if it’s alive, like sentient, breathing shadows. I swallow the bile that creeps up my throat, daring to look higher still.
An imposing figure reveals broad shoulders, and upon those intimidating shoulders sits a pumpkin—a jack-O-lantern to be exact. With the most menacing, soul-sapping, sharp-toothed grin, and angled, hollowed-out eyes that burn not with the innocent flames of tea-light candles, but with the fucking fires of Hell. I open my mouth to scream, but no sound escapes. Not even a squeak. My lips move, but my lungs fail me.
The jack-O-lantern opens its coat with long, green, provocatively clawed fingers to reveal an equally moss-green body; the body of a man, but not. My unblinking gaze trails down solid pecs to find a ridiculously ripped set of abs … and then… Sweet mother of God! This abomination is packing the biggest, thickest cock I’ve ever seen. It must be twelve inches! And it’s green, too!
I can’t do anything but stare, immobile as the monster steps closer, its blazing eyes dancing with a terrifying intelligence. I gasp as a leafy vine creeps out from under his trench coat, trailing over the moist earth. Its delicate tendrils twist around my ankle, wrapping it up like a bandage of green gauze; then they tighten, and a cry bursts out of me at the sharp but fleeting pain that follows. I watch with rapt fascination as the vines uncoil, releasing my leg, only to disappear back beneath the jack-O-lantern’s coat of darkness.
I instinctively twitch my ankle, then gasp, glancing up at the towering monster before testing my weight on it. “It doesn’t hurt,” I whisper in awe. “You fixed it?”
The jack-O-lantern tilts its pumpkin head the way a curious cat might, as if it wants to communicate.
“Thank you,” I stammer, raising my voice above a whisper. “You saved me from those wolves, and now you’ve re-set my foot.” I lick my lips nervously when no conversation is forthcoming. “Can you speak?”
The monster shakes its head slowly from side to side, never taking its burning eyes from me. It watches me for a time. Then another tendril snakes out, writhing toward me to seize my wrist, tightening just enough to hurt. It tugs, drawing me nearer and nearer. I stumble forward, eyes wide, my heart in my throat as the living pumpkin vines pull my gloved hand toward its monstrous, green, dark-veined cock.
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Not enough Halloween spookiness for you? NO PROBLEM! My bestie’s newest book has just gone live and it’s available in ebook, paperback, and audio! Treat yourself. You totally deserve it.
BLURB:
He’s handsome, funny, and a real Romantic. Unfortunately, he’s dead.
Voicey, irreverent, and delightfully gothic.’ Keshe Chow, Sunday Times bestselling author of The Girl with No Reflection ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
When student journalist Emma goes undercover to investigate a secret society resurrecting long-dead literary icons, she expects to discover nothing more than a group of college girls with Ouija boards. What she doesn’t expect is to accidentally summon the spirit of never-quite-famous poet, Nathaniel Harker.
Now, Emma’s got a brooding, besotted nineteenth-century poet following her around. But whilst initially determined to write the article of a lifetime, she quickly discovers that the lure of her very own love-struck tortured poet is hard to resist…
However, as they fall for each other, Emma realizes the sorority sisters are onto her ghostly secret. It’s up to her to keep her poet safe no matter what the cost—but will protecting Nathaniel also mean losing him forever?
How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days meets Ghosts in this quirky, gothic, dark academia spooky romance.
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