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Friday, April 21, 2017

Spring Into Spring With These HOT New Releases Plus A Special Exclusive From "Red Cloud Rising".

Spring is officially here and so are some great books.

   Did the Easter Bunny leave you a little blue this year? No worries, these Paranormal and Sci Fi steamy reads will have you forgetting that lonely bunny trail.







      Coming in at first place is no surprise, is the latest installment in J.R. Ward's Black Dagger Brother Hood Series, "Chosen". If you survived "The Shadows" then you already know that Layla, a beloved Chosen in the vampire society, has given birth and while she should be enjoying the joys of motherhood, her heart still goes to Xcor; a traitor and one of the villainous Band of Bastards. Xcor cut things off with Layla but that hasn't stopped her heart from aching. (Get your Kleenex out now folks) Xcor has done it all. He has killed, he has stole. He barely survived the Bloodletter and his small band of misfits depend on him. The last thing he's ever thought for himself was love let alone the love of a Chosen. He's had to purchase everything in blood and bone.

   That's all you are getting from me except for that this book is one hell of a roller coaster ride. If you thought that "The Shadows" ripped the heart in two, then you haven't seen nothing yet. You will hate some of your beloved favorites and you will root for ones you never thought you would in this book. It's one of the best ones that Ward has written in quite some time. 

                                    *****SPOILER*****

    I told myself I wasn't going to give any spoilers, but here's one...Forget everything you thought you knew about the Chosen because Layla for all her purity and sweetness, she's total bad ass in this book. No joke. She went from Mary Quite Contrary to that Xena chick.  Oh and Lassiter has a huge surprise and I'm not even dropping that one and no, there are no ass less chaps or Elvis moments. Sorry.






Nalini Singh is back with our favorite Archangel Raphael  and his hunter borne Elena in her latest installment of her Guild Hunter Series, "Archangel's Heart"  Elena is the only human to ever be "angel made" and true to Nalini's heroines, she's no cookie cutter wall flower. Elena is about as tough as they come but she has a weakness; Raphael, the strongest of the Archangels. After stopping another Archangel and the Cascade from ending the world, Elena grows uneasy with the relative new peace. She's constantly on guard for when that "other shoe drops" and her world and everything and one that she loves is thrown once again into the mouth of hell. Her "shoe" comes in the form of an invitation that cannot be turned down, not even for Raphael. The Luminata are older than time itself and they have summoned the Archangels for a meeting. Elena is not only troubled by the impending meet and greet, but she's also worried about the Archangel that no one seems to know anything about that nearly tried to end the world. 

Once again Elena and Raphael are thrust into not just a battle with outside forces but against themselves.

This book, like all her other Guild Hunter books are like these intricate but delicious puzzles that grabs the reader and immerses them into the story. If "The Da Vinci Code" had been this much of an adventure thrill ride with some sexiness thrown in, I might have not fallen asleep halfway through it.
Maybe.




Forget about that Channing Tatum guy and get ready to not only have a cold shower ready, but your heart strings pulled with Cheyenne Meadows' Human Interaction Series. In her first three books, Shy is a recently widowed college student and gopher who is trying to raise two twin boys on her own when she finds herself at a strip club and at the mercy of one of the dancers, Meat.
Meat is a shifter and aside from being the club's sexiest dancer, he's also a private eye who has no inclinations of settling down, let alone with a human woman, but Shyanne is different in more ways than one. In the first three books not only will the reader be seduced and thoroughly getting an experience way better than that Magical Mike guy, but will find themselves laughing at all the comedy with this series.

In her fourth installment, "Interaction with a Dragon", Cannibal is one of the most feared Enforcers around and having to break in a new gopher, personal assistant, is not something he is looking forward to. Alex is in need of a job and dealing with a surly Enforcer is just something she's going to have to do to stay out of the homeless shelter. When Cannibal is summoned to his home, he has to take Alex with him but what neither of them expect is the sparks that fly between them, literally, since Cannibal is a dragon shifter.  Be ready for one heck of a sexy adventure ride with "Interaction with a Dragon".





Ever been on a blind date? Ever been on a blind date with a vampire or a werewolf? Let's flip for it. 

In these two delightfully sinful funny treats, Cheyenne Meadows tells the stories of Charlotte and Timber. 

In "Heads: Vampire" Charlotte is a skeptic when it comes to love let alone love at first blind date. When her match maker friend, Ginger, pairs her with Ethan, a very arrogant and snobby vampire she believes her night cannot get much worse. However, when she's his only hope of not ending up ash at morning's light, Ethan discovers that there's something he finds endearing and surprising about Charlotte. 

In "Tails: Werewolf", Rock doesn't really have the time to go on a blind date but with a power shift coming up within his pack and the stress to find his "mate", he agrees reluctantly to a New Year's Eve blind date. 

Timber is the perfect example of a woman who doesn't need a man to define her. However, down deep she wouldn't mind  having an equal partner. The werewolf she's been paired with however, seems to be more of a hound dog than a date until he shows her he's more than the beast he shifts into. Rock and Timber's budding romance is threatened by another who would see Rock dead rather than happy, let alone as Alpha of the pack. Rock convinces Timber to let him keep her safe but who is going to keep him safe from all her questions about werewolves?


Cheyenne Meadows delivers on the steamy passion while providing the comic relief. 



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Exclusive Excerpt from

"Red Cloud Rising" 

by 

Nikki Noffsinger

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Lahni closed her eyes, begging the tears that pricked her eyelids to not fall. It would be so easy to believe everything. Her chest hurt, and it was almost unbearable the longer she sat there, but sit she did. She was unaware her hands were shaking until he took them into his own hands.
“I-I can’t do this Shiloh. I can’t,” she whispered, hoarse from the emotions choking her.
Shiloh moved so fast she didn’t have any chance; he covered her body with his and cupped her face with his hands as he laid her down against the soft forest floor. Before she could say another word, he claimed her mouth, and she was helpless to stop him because kissing him had been all she had wanted to do since he’d arrived on her family’s lands.
As he moved against her, she felt how hard he was even through her jeans. The friction made her need increase. His hand moved gently from her face to her breast, and her body arched into his as if it had missed his touch as well. She couldn’t help but moan against his lips as he massaged and teased her breast.
He lifted his head as he pulled her shirt up so he could suckle at her breast, and she stiffened. His head snapped up, and he met her eyes. His voice was tender when he said, “If you want me to stop, just tell me, Little Owl.”
Nervousness and shyness made her voice quiver. “I have never been with anyone.”
Shiloh tilted his head and smiled a little. “It’s all right, Lahni. I don’t mind if there were others before me.”
She licked her swollen lips. “No. I mean, I haven’t had others.”
He pushed himself up and flipped his hair to one side so he could see her. “It’s all right if there had been. I have seen you with men.”
Lahni pushed at him as her libido took a nosedive and her temper rose to the surface. “Let me up. Let me up. Get off me now!”
He let her up but kept hold of her wrist. “Why are you angry? I don’t understand. All is forgiven. It’s fine.”
Her jaw dropped open. “Forgiven? What exactly do I need forgiven for?” She narrowed her eyes. “How many women have you been with, Shiloh Red Cloud?”
Shiloh frowned. “I don’t think that is important. I told you, it doesn’t matter.”
“Oh, you bet your sweet ass it matters.” She stood up. “Oh, it matters all right, buddy. You’re willing to forgive me for being a tramp when I have been with no one in all these years, but you have been hound dogging it up.” Her hands fisted as she fixed her shirt. “I knew this was a mistake, but oh no, no I had to throw myself right at you and the heartache to follow.”
His eyes nearly glowing silver, his muscles taut, he said, “I have been with women. Does that hurt you? Every time I saw you with some man, all I wanted to do was find him and rip his throat out and feast on his entrails. I slept with women, but it was only because I wanted you.”
Lahni snarled. “Well, bully for you! While you were sating your anger between the legs of everything with a twat, I was trying to forget you, but unlike you, I couldn’t just spread my legs for any man who thought I was some prize to be had. That isn’t even what makes me mad, though. I didn’t expect you to stay chaste. Hell, I hoped you would have found someone else to fall for. What pisses me off is that you couldn’t believe me. What would you have thought had I just laid there when you stuck your dick in and found I still had a hymen? Would you have just assumed I had surgery, or would you have even known what it was I was giving you? God, you make me sick!” She shifted and shot out of her clothes, leaving them in a heap as she burst into a run. She ran faster over the lands she’d known her whole life, not wanting to hear anything else from him.
Shiloh growled as he shifted and went after her.
Lahni, stop! I’m sorry. I was stupid.
Go to hell, you bastard! I’m done with all this, and done with you! I’m going home, and then I’m leaving for good. Have a nice life, Shiloh, because you’ve wrecked enough of mine!
He was bigger and faster, and he cut her off and snarled at her as he kept her trapped, daring her to run.
Lahni, you are mine. I have been with others, but none of them were you. I never made love to a woman the way I wanted to with you. I only wanted you to know that I didn’t care if you’d had past lovers, only that I was your last. I am sorry, baby. So damn sorry. But don’t take this from us. We can’t survive without one another. There is no Shi without his Little Owl. Do you remember when I gave you that name?
Stop. Stop trying to make me crazy. We’re toxic, Shiloh. We’re just two pieces that can’t fit!
Lahni shifted back, her body shaking with sobs, her braids covering her face.
Shiloh shifted and pulled her into his arms. “I’m so sorry, baby, so damn sorry, but don’t run from me. I can’t lose you again.”
Lahni sobbed into his chest. “I can’t either.”





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Thursday, October 15, 2015

IT'S OFFICIAL! Red Cloud Rising is HERE!


    "A man’s life is a circle from childhood to childhood, and thus it is in everything where the power moves."
A Lakota Sioux (Teton Sioux) Proverb by Black Elk

          Lahni Wahpeton is her family’s wild child. Like her parents and siblings, Lahni is a shifter from a long line of proud Lakota Sioux wolf shifters, and she is powerful in her own right. She came home to help her family defeat an ancient evil. As soon as she can tie up loose ends with her family, she’s heading back on the road and far from Shiloh Red Cloud, the man who broke her heart years ago.

Shiloh knows he broke Lahni’s heart, but he’s not about to let go of her now. Lahni is fiercely protective over her independence but more so of her heart, and she won’t be locked into a cage.

Lahni and Shiloh won’t just be fighting the past and igniting their own passion; but they will have to battle against a treachery that is centuries old that threatens their very lives. 

Excerpt:

It had been over a week, and Lahni was ready to get back to the open road. She loved her family dearly, but she felt trapped, especially with Shiloh so close, even though he hadn’t so much as glanced her way



She passed Zander’s room, and Jaycee lay beside him, stroking his thick fur. Jaycee looked up at her with tired, worried eyes but managed a slight smile.



Jaycee’s father had caged and drugged Zander before leaving him helpless to the poison of the chupas. It still sent a cold chill up Lahni’s spine when she thought about how Jaycee’s father had been so blinded with prejudice and hate that he was willing to go to any lengths to keep Jaycee from Xan.



Jaycee and Zander were soul mates, and their bond ran deep. Jaycee and her mother were both shifters, but it wasn’t until Jaycee’s father caught his daughter and Zander together that he became so filled with hate even though his beloved wife was a wolf shifter like his daughter.

Lahni’s heart ached. Zander was her brother, and losing him would have ripped her apart.

“Hey little sister, are you guys good?” Lahni asked softly. “Do you need anything?”

Jaycee returned her smile and shook her head. “No, we’re good. He’s been awake more today than the past few. He’s getting stronger.”

“If you need anything, all you need do is to ask. We love you two.”

“Thank you, c'uwé, my sister.”

Lahni softened. They all loved Jaycee, and because she was Zander’s mate, that made her family even though Zander had been postponing the actual ceremony.

Jaycee’s heart still grieved the loss of her father. None of them could understand how her father could have hated them so much as to make a fatal deal with the most evil of creatures.

Lahni shuddered as she walked down the staircase. Soon she’d be back to her life, and she wouldn’t be able to shift for months, so she decided to go for a run. She shifted as she leapt off the porch.

She sped into the woods she’d grown up in and knew well. Her senses were honed and sharped. Faster she ran, leaping over tree branches. As a youngling, her father had shown her the beauty of nature and taught her to rely on her instincts. Her grandfather had shown her how to use her gift and not be afraid of it. As she grew older, she’d run these same trails with her brothers, showing them that even though she was a girl, she could run with a pack of boys.

She ran until she reached the high cliff that overlooked Hope Falls, and came up short when she caught sight of the great clan leader, Shiloh Red Cloud. He was regal as he sat in his wolf form—a massive silvery-gray wolf.

Lahni respected yet hated him. She stepped out of the trees and sat at the far end of the tree line; Shiloh had his attention trained below as he watched over his people. He was a great leader and a fierce fighter, but he was also arrogant, thick headed, and the sooner she could get back to her life, the better. Shiloh had no place in her life, not anymore. Just as she was about to head down to the base of the falls, she heard him in her mind, speaking to her through the telepathic connection their kind shared.

Lahni, what are you doing here?

She bared her teeth at him. I don’t need your permission to be here. Remember, these are my family’s lands, not yours.

Shiloh didn’t so much as flick an ear at her, keeping his eyes on his people. You still haven’t answered my question. Why are you here?

Why are you here? I came here for a run, but had I known you would be here I would have gone somewhere else.

Shiloh turned his head, his gold eyes glaring at her. You’ve got a knack for running the opposite way, Lahni. One of these days, you’re running will be over.

She turned and flicked her tail at him. Well, today isn’t that day.


****

Lahni returned home and ran up the stairs to her room. She shifted and closed her door, her heart thrumming hard against her ribcage. It wasn’t the run but Shiloh. The man was insufferable. She wrapped her arms around her torso as she paced, her mind a mass of chaos. She fought to push the past down, to keep it from surfacing, but the memory of how he used to look at her with laughing eyes as they ran through the woods together, hand-in-hand as children, made her chest ache.



“Lahni Bird, I got you. Come on, Lahni, catch up quick!”



“Wait Shi, I can’t run that fast.”



“Oh yes you can, Little Owl. If you don’t, I’m going to let Nauru know you let me kiss you.”

Lahni laughed as she caught up to him. “You won’t do that because Nauru will want to know why you were letting me kiss you.” She stuck her tongue out at him and ran on ahead.

Tears streaked down Lahni’s face. As children, they had adored each other and had stayed close up through most of high school. Everyone, including herself, thought that they’d be mated one day. Then he left and broke her heart.

She watched out the window as she saw her family returning home. Her eldest sister, Khloe, was mated to Cinjin, who was Shiloh’s right hand. Lahni bore Cinjin no ill will, but seeing him with Khloe made her remember what it was like to want the very thing they had with each other.

Lahni got dressed. There was no way she was staying home. The walls were starting to close in. Music was always her go-to, and right now she was running toward it. She grabbed her guitar case and headed down the stairs in search of someplace to jam, even if it killed her. As she cleared the stairs and grabbed her black leather jacket, she heard her mother gasp.

“You’re not leaving so soon, are you?”

Lahni set her guitar case down and hugged her mother. “Mama, I’m just going out for a little bit. I’m not due back on the road for a while yet. I’ll be back, I promise.”

Mai cupped her daughter’s face before giving her one final hug. “There are changes coming for you, my little wild child. Be ready and don’t fear them.”

Lahni nodded and smiled, but inside she cringed. Her mother was clairvoyant and was seldom wrong. Her great-grandfather had been a powerful chief whose brother was the Great War Chief, Crazy Horse. Crazy Horse was said to have had the gift of visions. Lahni always believed that was why so many of them were gifted. Nauru and Bodhi both could communicate with other animals. Khloe had the gift of healing, like their father’s mother. Caleb and Zander were empaths, but Caleb was the stronger of the two. Nyx and Dakota both were strong with intuition. The twins, her baby sisters, were powerful. Karma and Ari not only were precognitive, strong clairvoyants, but also could divine energy from fire and lightening just like their grandfather, Night Horse. Her two little sisters were a force to be reckoned with. Sometimes when Lahni watched them finish each other’s sentences, it sent a shiver up her spine.

Lahni turned and headed out the door. Sitting beside her brother’s truck was a silver wolf. Lahni groaned and tossed her guitar case into the back of the truck.

Her brother, Dakota, came running out. “Hey, can I come along?”

Lahni narrowed her eyes at him. “Depends. Are you going as my brother or as my keeper?”

Dakota smiled. “Brother. Always your brother first.”

Lahni flipped one of her white- and pink-tipped braids behind her ear. “All right, you can come, but I don’t want one complaint.”

Dakota climbed in. Lahni heard a low growl from behind her, but she didn’t even turn around. She climbed up into the truck and pretended she didn’t see that the wolf had taken four steps toward her. Dakota held up a peace sign as Lahni backed out and peeled out of the driveway.

The silver wolf didn’t give chase.






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About Me: I am a mom of two and a Ni Ni to a little elf-ling named Zoey Rae. I have always loved books and writing since I was very young. I write children's as well as Paranormal Romance. Being able to mix my asylum of characters with parts horror, parts fantasy, and romance lets me find new ways to create my art. I have always had a great love for our Native Americans and their lore. I hope to donate a portion of sales from "Red Cloud Rising" and "Cursed Awakening" to The Native American Rights Fund (http://www.narf.org/). Please click the link to make your own donation to help with education, ending Native American Child Poverty, reservation and tribal aid, and much more. 

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