Monday, April 6, 2015

Monday's Montage Mantlepiece: Bones by Eli Easton, Jamie Fessenden, Kim Fielding, BG Thomas

Vodou. Obeah. Santeria. These religions seem mysterious and dark to the uninitiated, but the truth is often very different. Still, while they hold the potential for great power, they can be dangerous to those who don’t take appropriate precautions. Interfering with the spirits is best left to those who know what they’re doing, for when the proper respect isn’t shown, trouble can follow. In these four novellas, steamy nights of possession and exotic ritual will trigger forbidden passion and love. You cannot hide your desires from the loa, or from the maddening spell of the drums. Four acclaimed m/m authors imagine homoerotic love under the spell of Voodoo.

The Bird by Eli Easton
Colin Hastings is sent to Jamaica in 1870 to save his father’s sugar cane plantation. If he succeeds, he can marry his fiancée back in London and take his place in proper English society. But Colin finds more than he bargained for on the island. His curiosity about Obeah, the native folk magic, leads him to agree to a dangerous ritual where he is offered his heart’s most secret desire—one he’s kept deeply buried all his life. What happens when a proper English gentleman has his true sensual nature revealed and freed by the Obeah spirits?

The Book of St. Cyprian by Jamie Fessenden
"When Alejandro Valera finds a book of black magic in New Orleans, he ships it to his friend Matthew in New Hampshire so he can read it when he gets home. Unfortunately, Matthew’s dog, Spartacus, gets to the package first, and Alejandro returns to find Matthew locked out of his apartment by the suddenly vicious pit bull. The boys call on all the magic they know to free Spartacus from the evil spirit, but they might need to accept that they’re in over their heads."

Uninvited by B.G. Thomas
When a hot tip leads Kansas City reporter Taylor Dunton to a series of grisly murders, his investigation points to Myles Parry and his vodou shop. Myles wants nothing more than to practice his religion in peace, and he hopes Taylor can help him show the community they have nothing to fear. The problem is all the clues point to Myles as the suspect and only Taylor can help him prove his innocence. However, this case has also caught the attention of the vodou spirits of the Lwa... and they've taken an interest in Taylor as well.

The Dance by Kim Fielding
After being surrounded by deaths and near-deaths, introverted chemist Bram Tillman wishes he could undo the past year. Then beautiful Daniel Royer shows up with a warning about more danger ahead—and a promise to use vodou to help Bram discover what’s trying to kill him. But while Bram’s attraction to Daniel grows, vodou spirits change Bram in unexpected ways.

Author Bios:
BG Thomas
B.G. Thomas lives in Kansas City with his husband of more than nine years and their fabulous little dog. He sees his wonderful daughter just often enough to miss her when she isn't there. He has a romantic soul and is extraordinarily lucky to have many friends.
He loves science fiction and fantasy, horror, and romance, and has gone to SF&F conventions his entire adult life. He's been lucky enough to meet many of his favorite writers. He has made up stories since he was kid; it is where he finds his joy. In the nineties, he wrote for gay magazines but stopped because they wanted all porn without plot.

Excited about the growing same-sex romance market, he started writing again. He sent out a story and was thrilled when it was almost immediately accepted.

"Leap, and the net will appear," is his personal philosophy. "It is never too late," he states. "Pursue your dreams. They will come true!"

Eli Easton
Having been, at various times and under different names, a minister’s daughter, a computer programmer, the author of paranormal mysteries, a game designer, an organic farmer, an avid hiker, and a profound sleeper, Eli is happily embarking on yet another incarnation as a m/m romance author.

As an addicted reader of such, she is tinkled pink when an author manages to combine literary merit, vast stores of humor, melting hotness and eye-dabbing sweetness into one story. She promises to strive to achieve most of that most of the time. She currently lives on a farm in Pennsylvania with her husband, three bulldogs, three cows and six chickens. All of them (except for the husband) are female, hence explaining the naked men that have taken up residence in her latest fiction writing.

Jamie Fessenden
Jamie Fessenden set out to be a writer in junior high school. He published a couple short pieces in his high school's literary magazine and had another story place in the top 100 in a national contest, but it wasn't until he met his partner, Erich, almost twenty years later, that he began writing again in earnest. With Erich alternately inspiring and goading him, Jamie wrote several screenplays and directed a few of them as micro-budget independent films. He then began writing novels and published his first novella in 2010.

After nine years together, Jamie and Erich have married and purchased a house together in the wilds of Raymond, New Hampshire, where there are no street lights, turkeys and deer wander through their yard, and coyotes serenade them on a nightly basis. Jamie recently left his "day job" as a tech support analyst to be a full-time writer.

Kim Fielding
Kim Fielding lives in California and travels as often as she can manage. A professor by day, at night she rushes into a phonebooth to change into her author costume (which involves comfy clothes instead of Spandex and is, sadly, lacking a cape). Her superpowers include the ability to write nearly anywhere, often while simultaneously doling out homework assistance to her children. Her favorite word to describe herself is "eclectic" and she finally got that third tattoo.

All royalties from her novels Stasis, Flux and Equipoise are donated to Doctors Without Borders.

BG Thomas

Jamie Fessenden

Eli Easton

Kim Fielding


Release Day Blitz: Luca by Gina Whitney

Title: Luca
Author: Gina Whitney
Series: I Love the Way You Lie #1
Release Day: April 6, 2015
Anger is like a thorn in the heart...the roar of my courage and the cold sweat of my fear.” ~Luca

Pyromania is an impulse control disorder in which individuals repeatedly fail to resist impulses to deliberately start fires, in order to relieve tension or for instant gratification.

Damon Luca, or Luca as they called him. I thought of him more as Damien, the fucking devil within these walls that now is my life. Dark, broody, and deadly to any woman. Mind-blowing, soul-shaking, raw sex appeal. He was a tall statured boy with broad shoulders and a pair of green eyes that set my soul on fire. His inky black hair framed his hard, chiseled features. He had the type of body that had no business being on a seventeen-year-old. I knew that once he fully developed, he'd be nothing short of drop-dead gorgeous. As I said...deadly on the eyes...and dangerous for your heart.

My name is Allison. I met Luca through an unfortunate event when we were younger. I’m now twenty-four, and this is my story. My fucked up life. It's not a pretty one. Then again, the most interesting ones aren't...are they? This isn't your usual love story. Anything but. There are no blue skies, rainbows, or unicorns. Only own personal arsonist. He had the ability to set my panties on fire, leave my body smoldering, and turn my heart into burning embers. He scared the hell out of me, made me feel. He opened my eyes to the world of twisted love. But love no less. This scary, beautiful man stole my heart from a young, tender age and refused to give it back. Here’s our story…

This story is deep, dark, and deals with real scars and growth because of them.

Author Bio:
Gina grew up reading Judy Blume, and Nancy Drew books. She was raised in the town of North Valley Stream, New York(Long Island), and attended community college for fashion design. At 19 years old, she opened a boutique. She's published four novels so far. Blood Ties(PNR), Beautiful Lies, Saving Abel, Forgiving Gia and soon Luca. When she's not writing, you can find her with friends and family. She resides in Massapequa, NY with her two beautiful boys. Reading has always been a passion and obsession of hers. You can usually find her typing furiously while shouting obscenities over her latest WIP. Her guilty pleasures are: a good laugh, being snarky, espresso, Pistachio ice-cream, alternative music, sunflower seeds, I.P.A's, twizzlers, and above all steamy swooning angst filled novels. She's pathologically obsessed with anything to do with royals, Games of Thrones, White Queen, Vampire Diaries, Resurrection, SOA, The Vikings and The Originals. If you'd like to chat, hit her up on Facebook or Twitter.

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Release Day Blitz: Hope For Us by Sydney Aaliyah Michelle

Title: Hope For Us
Author: Sydney Aaliyah Michelle
Series: Hope #3
Genre: Contemporary, New Adult Romance
Release Date: April 6, 2015
What do you hope for, still?

Carrington Olivia Butler spent the last few years taking care of her son all by herself …with a little help from ex-boyfriends trust fund, but her past haunts her around every corner. Carrington hopes a move to Arizona will giver her some much-needed distance from her past.

Jackson Latre Mitchell has spent four years in the NFL, but he is one mediocre season away from being a bust. Jackson hopes a trade to Arizona will turn his career around … as long as he can avoid distractions.

Carrington and Jackson are back together again. Will their newfound ambition, continue to push them apart or will they discover, they have no hope without each other?

**This book contains adult subject matter. Not intended for young readers.**

Carrington Olivia Butler
     A bead of sweat made its way down my butt crack as I wrapped my hand around my seven-year-old’s spare inhaler. It would work if my throat closed up, right? Holding the plastic contraption offered some comfort as I sat in my boss’s office waiting for him to fire me.
     I stared at the portrait on the wall. My boss, Adam Coulon, sat stiff-back and uncomfortable with his mousy wife and two ordinary looking children. I eyed the divorce papers sitting in the middle of his desk. I knew they were there because I drafted them. He didn’t fit in. I guessed that was part of the reason they were getting a divorce.
     Adam was hot, for a forty-year-old southern lawyer. While I caught him checking out my curves, he treated me with respect. So the fact I was willing to give him a little something if it would save my job showed my desperation.
     I did not mean that.
     The something, something part, not the desperate part. I was desperate. I didn't want to start all over again.
     I worked for Adam part-time throughout law school and full-time during the summers. He changed so much in those years, so did I. Mrs. Coulon, did not. Another reason he was moving to Arizona and she was staying here.
     My eyes focused on the sadness in his wife’s eyes.  They met in elementary school. I wondered if he knew in the second grade that she would turn into the woman in the photo.
     Shit, I was stuck here, too. What did that say about me?
     “Hey, Carrington, I’m sorry to keep you waiting.” Adam shuffled in wearing baggy jeans, tennis shoes, and an untucked golf shirt. The baseball hat completed his casual look. He dropped a few boxes behind the desk and fell into his chair.
     At least he could have dressed up to send me packing.
     Adam started his own law firm after he graduated from law school. He grew up in Tallahassee, worked his way through school, and built his career around sports and Southern charm. He would say the key to being a good lawyer was to be in the right place at the right time and have the right people notice you.
     Mr. Griffin, my son’s grandfather, respected the hell out of him because he graduated from FSU. I liked him because, despite several attempts, Mr. Griffin couldn’t hire him.  He built his business from the ground up and ten years later, he had law firms fighting over him.
     Hence the reason for my sudden unemployment.
     “So, have you been to Arizona? What do you think of the place?” he asked.
     “No. I’ve never been. I heard it’s hot in the summer.” I bit my tongue to stop myself from continuing.
     Is he really asking me for my opinion of his new hometown? Unbelievable!
     “Yeah, but it’s a dry heat.” He chuckled.
     I shook my head as he emphasized the absurd cliché about Arizona heat.
     “Yeah, no humidity, but no beach, either.” Maybe I could convince him that Phoenix sucked. Not that he spent much time at the beach. Neither did I.
     “True, but the firm is great. Have the right areas of practice to get involved in some interesting stuff.”
     “Great.” My hands tensed, but I removed them from around the inhaler. Perhaps, if I passed out, he would take pity on me and not fire me.
     Every time I got my life back on track, something out of my control threw it off its axis.
     I headed off to FSU seven years ago, ready to start my adult life and within a year, I got pregnant and my boyfriend killed himself.
     A year later, with optimism and a newfound ambition, I headed back to FSU ready to claim the man I should have been with in the first place. Jokes on me, he already had a girlfriend. Even though he ended it with her, when I found out he slept with both of us on the same day, I dumped him.
     At least that’s the story I am going with.
     I got through all of that, graduated from undergrad and law school, and found a great job. All while taking care of my son without relying on anyone’s assistance, and now I had to start all over again.
     “On my last trip, I thought I would find a place in the city, but then fell in love with Paradise Valley. It’s only a twenty-minute drive to the office, and the golf out there is beautiful. You play golf?”
     “No sir, I never had time to learn with a five-year-old running around. Jack’s been with his grandfather, though.”
     Oh shit, why did I mention Mr. Griffin?
     Mentioning my son's uber-rich grandfather was not the right approach. My goal was to emphasize how losing my job would be a great hardship on me ... and my poor child ...who I raised ... all by myself.
     “But you can’t beat Florida for the variety of golf courses.”
     “Yeah, but Phoenix is beautiful. I’m looking forward to doing some hiking. Besides, working with the Cardinals, you know what that means?”
     “No, what?”
     “Season tickets." He grinned.
     My heart rate sped up as the conversation turned toward NFL talk. Anything football-related soured my mood. I hated that ‘Are you ready for some football?’ song.  I used to love football. Now, it gave me a headache, which wouldn’t be so bad if my son weren't a football fanatic.
     "Plus, the Super Bowl is going to be held there in two years. Perfect timing.”
     Why is he rubbing it in?
     “Yeah, perfect timing.” I grinned and suppressed the urge to throw up. For him, perfect timing, but for me, the timing couldn’t be worse.
     “I’ll be working closely with the Cardinals. The firm has worked with the owner’s family for over forty years.”
     Four years later, my heart ached with the mention of anything that reminded me of Jackson Mitchell. He was the one who got away or the one I pushed away, depending on who you asked.
     Since the reunion experiment that blew up in my face, we have spoken maybe six times … in seven years. In contrast, he spoke with my son Jack all the time.  And no, I'm not jealous.
     He called Jack on his birthday every year. When I answered the phone, our conversation consisted of two, maybe three sentences. I got a text when I graduated from law school as neutral and non-emotional as the one I left him when he got drafted.
     I answered his text the same way he answered mine.
     Carrington: We both desire to be happy!
     I assumed he knew about my life, but he stayed away. Mr. Hotshot NFL quarterback had no time for his mentally unstable, friend, enemy, …I had no clue what Jackson and I were to each other.
     He maintained his good godfather status by spending time with Jack every chance he got. Jack insisted on watching every game. Jackson was his godfather and explaining to my son the complicated relationship dynamic between Jackson and me was TMI for a child.
     I pushed my feelings aside and did the right thing. I never denied him a chance to see Jack. I went as far as to allow Mr. Griffin to take Jack to a few games.
     I shook my head.
     “What’s wrong?” Adam asked.
     “Oh, nothing, what were you saying?”
     Come on Carrington, the least you could do is listen while your boss is firing you.
     “Well, like I said, the firm has offices in over ten cities, and they want to pursue business with some other franchises, as well. Not just in football. Anyway, I’ll be doing a lot of traveling and visiting the kids in Tampa once a month, so I’ll rely on you. You’re my eyes and ears when I’m out of the office. It will give you a lot of access, but the pace is similar to here, so you will have plenty of time with Jack.”
     I nodded.
     “Are you listening to me at all?” Adam asked.
     “Yes, travel a lot, eyes and ears, yeah, I got it.” I blinked and sat up. “Wait, what?”
     “I’m offering you a position at the firm in Phoenix.”
     “I’m sorry, what?” I tilted my head and leaned in closer, gripping the arms of the chair. It wasn’t sinking in. I had my brain all set to hear bad news. “Really?”
     “Yeah,” his eyes narrows, “but I’m starting to forget why?”
     A smile crept up at the corner of my mouth; I cleared my throat and breathed a little easier.
     “Because I am a great lawyer and because you can’t get along without me.”
     “Something like that.” He laughed and stood up from his desk with an envelope in his hand. He came around to sit in the worn-out brown leather chair. “Carrington, you are a damn good lawyer and you like to do all the stuff I hate to do, like read. I think you would do great in Phoenix. We could both use a change of scenery.”
     He blinked away the pain in his eyes as his eyes peeked at the portrait of his family.
     “You don’t have to answer me right away. Read over the offer letter and let me know if you have any questions." He handed over the envelope and returned to his side of the desk. " I need an answer in one hour.”
     “I thought you were firing me.”
     “Technically, I am. Coulon and Associates no longer exists.” He gripped his desk and nodded.
     He was moving onto bigger and better things. Change, whether you want it or not, was never easy.

Author Bio:
Sydney Aaliyah Michelle is a New Adult Contemporary Romance writer, a voracious reader and movie fanatic who hails from Texas.

After surviving 5 1/2 years living in China, she had the courage to finally pursue her passion and become a writer.

Sydney has been blogging at for three years, where she interviews people about their tattoos, discusses her favorite movie quotes, reviews books (New Adult & only the ones she loves) and journals about her writing and editing process.

An active tweeter, she is also a JuNoWriMo (2x) and NaNoWriMo (2x) winners who notes the sci-fi action flick "The Matrix" as the best representation of her life in the past. She is blessed to be awake now and doing what she loves.

She can recite the entire script for the 80's teen comedy/drama "The Breakfast Club" and loves any and everything associated with the Avengers Movie, especially Tony Stark.

When it come to books, Sydney reads many different genres, but some of her favorite writers are Stephen King, Cora Carmack, Alex J. Cavanaugh, Cassie Mae & Emily Bronte. The Great Gatsby, Under the Dome, Losing It, CassaStorm, Switched, & Wuthering Heights are her favorite books.


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Breaking Away Series by Meli Raine

Series: Breaking Away
Author: Meli Raine
Genre: New Adult Romance, Suspense
Release Date: March 2015

Finding Allie #1
Chase Halloway’s father is the president of Atlas, the drug dealing motorcycle gang that terrorizes most of our desert town.
My stepfather turns out to be a rival drug dealer, and I’m pretty sure he killed my mom two years ago.
I’m not supposed to fall in love with Chase. He’s not supposed to know I even exist.
But when he finds me, he can’t let go.
And when I find myself in his arms?
I hold tight.
I have to.
Because if I don’t, I might just die.
With or without him.

Chasing Allie #2
It turns out my stepfather has plans for me.
Plans that make dying look like a walk in the park.
He’s selling my virginity to a Mexican drug lord to get out of debt.
Chase just found out and is here to take me away to safety. To the ocean. To my dreams.
But while I’m gone, a murder takes place back home.
I receive a phone call. It’s the police.
I’m the prime suspect.
And if I go back, I may become the prime victim.
They say love conquers all, but can Chase save me from this?

Keeping Allie #3
I’m alone, tied up, bleeding and terrified.
I’m a prisoner at the Atlas motorcycle club compound. Someone kidnapped me, and it looks like it’s Chase.
No one knows I’m here. Then again, I’m no one, right? No mother, no stepfather, and my sister may have been kidnapped, too
They can make me disappear. Or worse. It turns out there are worse things than disappearing.
I thought Chase was my only hope.
Now he turns out to be my worst nightmare.
Something flickers in his eyes, though. A glimmer of love. If I can get him alone, maybe I can convince him to let me go. To let me live.
To let me go back to a time when I thought he was a good guy.
Only Chase has the power to make that happen.
Everything I am is in his hands right now.
And those hands are about to touch me.

It’s so quiet out here in the desert. Hot and quiet. I don’t really need the sweatshirt out here, but I like to pretend I can still smell my Mom when I wear it. I don’t even wash the sweatshirt, not ever, because it feels like wiping away the last little bit of her I have.

A crackle of footsteps makes me jump. Then I freeze. The moon glows in the sky. The stars feel so close on this clear night that I could reach up and stroke one. Every sound thunders through my ears. I hug myself closer. Coyotes aren’t uncommon here, but I’m only a few feet from the front door. I’m not in much danger from animals.

The sound isn’t coming from an animal, though.

“Who’s there?” I call out.

I see the outline of his body as he steps into the light from the porch lamp. My heart skips a beat and my blood pounds through me. It’s Chase, and he’s walking toward me like he has all the time in the world.

Like he’s known me forever.

“Hey, Allie.” His voice is like whiskey poured over silk. My body starts to buzz and a frantic feeling takes form. It combines with my ball of anger inside and I need to move. Run away. Do something. Do anything to make this feeling make sense.

Stop myself before I jump into his arms and kiss him.

Chase decides for me. He walks so close to me that I can feel his own heat radiating out, drawing me closer. I take one step toward him. His hand reaches out to take a strand of my hair and pull on it, gently, like a line that tethers me to him. We’re connected and I’m buzzing, wanting more.

“What are you doing here?” I rasp. My voice betrays me, because even I can hear how much I like him in my words. I’m clumsy and don’t know what to say. No guy has ever come to my house before, or touched me like this. A cold chill floats down from the base of my neck to my waist.

He flashes me that half grin again. My knees turn to liquid. He lets go of my hair and reaches for my hand, the one with the worst of the glass cuts on it. When he touches me, it feels like dipping my whole body in the ocean.

“I want to make sure you’re okay.” The moon seems to shine brighter, Chase’s eyes smoldering, glittering with emotion. He penetrates me with his gaze, nailing me in place. I came outside because I needed to get away from my anger, needed to feel like I could breathe again.

And here I am with him. Like I conjured him.

Maybe saying his name three times really did make him appear.

Maybe I have more power than I thought.

When he reaches to stroke my arm, I let out a giant sigh and realize I’ve been holding my breath. “I’m okay,” I murmur.

“I’m not. I couldn’t stop thinking about you all day. Worrying about you. Wanting to see you,” he says in a husky voice.

The butterfly in my chest turns into one hundred of them. “Thank you,” is all I can think to say.

He just nods. “That was a tough scene.”

“What was that about? Jeff’s never done that before,” I ask. All my questions come pouring out. I can’t ask Jeff anything. “Why did your biker club fight with Jeff and his friends?”

He takes a long, deep breath. I regret my questions. His sigh is hard to read. Is he annoyed? Weary? Worried? Or, worse, angry? Chase’s shoulders rise, his chest expands, and he’s so muscular and intense. “I know part of the reason, but it’s a long story.”

He sounds like he’s just tired.

I smile and spread my arms upward. “I have all the time in the world.”

Chase starts wrapping his arms around my waist with a slow, strong grip. My chest is pressed against his ribs, his belt buckle digging into my belly. Every part of me is racing at light speed, all toward Chase. I have never touched a guy like this in my life. Being held in his arms feels like heaven. I never knew that so much of my skin could sing simply from being touched like this. By Chase. He makes me light up, turns on all the heat and need in me.

“I can think of plenty other things I’d rather do with all that time of yours,” he says darkly. His eyes look at me with the same expression he had back at the bar parking lot, when I licked my finger.

Like he wants to taste me.

Me? Why me? I wonder, and open my mouth to ask the question as he bends down and takes my mouth with his.


The kiss shocks me, his lips so soft and warm. He tastes like mint and grapes, the scent of him a mixture of sweat and heat and dust and musk that I can’t name. If it had a name, it would just be Chase.

My thoughts jam up, jumbling together as his hands slide up my spine, sinking into the hair at my neck. His fingers travel from the nape down halfway through the strands, then he makes a fist. It’s like he’s using me as an anchor.

“Allie, I don’t know why I’m here,” he murmurs against my ear. “I saw you today and couldn’t get you out of my head.” His lips kiss the soft skin under my earlobe. I shiver, inhaling so sharply it’s like I’ve taken all the air in the world into my lungs at once.

Author Bio:
Meli Raine rode her first motorcycle when she was five years old, but she played in the ocean long before that. She lives in New England with her family.


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Business by Zoe Danielle

Title: Business
Author: Zoe Danielle
Series: Phoenix #1
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 3, 2015
Friday 14th Jan 2011

I remember that day like it was only yesterday - it was the worst day of my life and hours later turned into the best day of my life.

Winning the lottery turned Casey Phoenix into one of the highest ranking women on The Sunday Times Rich List in the UK. Filling her days with her businesses, properties and charities, she has no time for anything or anybody. She thought she had it all figured out until she met 31 year old American, Matthew Jackson.

Matthew Jackson is handsome and rich. He’s been set for life since the age of 21 when he and his brother set up their business enterprise, Jackson Industries. Living his millionaire lifestyle with fast cars and fast women. But when he meets Casey he wonders if it’s time for him to settle down.

However, Casey isn’t willing to be his next conquest and they quickly learn that life isn’t as perfect after all.

Sexy, Exciting, Gripping, Compelling, Engrossing, Absorbing, Captivating, Fascinating, Riveting, Consuming, Addictive read

***Please note - this series contains sexual scenes.***

Author Bio:
 I’m 22 years old. Live in a small seaside town called Redcar in the North East, UK. I live with my partner who I’m due to marry in May 2015. I work as a receptionist at a local prestige car garage which I love. When I’m not at work I’m either writing, spending time with my family & Carl, shopping or catching up with the girls over a JD and coke.

Lift -- Authors Raising Autism Awareness Week #1

April is Autism Awareness month, and the romance reading community is celebrating!

1 in 68 children is diagnosed with Autism every year, making it the fastest growing and one of the most prevalent developmental disabilities. Authors Ginger Scott and Kennedy Ryan have organized a MegaGiveaway called LIFT featuring more than 50 authors to raise awareness and acceptance! Each Monday in April, a new rafflecopter will go live, loaded with e-books, audio books, swag packs, signed paperbacks and gift cards from these amazing authors doing their part to LIFT4Autism.

(scroll down for this week's rafflecopter!)

And there's LIFTWear - 4 styles to choose from! All proceeds from the LIFT t-shirts will go to a national autism organization. Click here to order t-shirts until MONDAY, APRIL 13!

House of Theoden(Season 2 of New Haven Series) by Nicholas Bella

Commanded #1
Théoden: On the evening of branding my new son, Noel, my King has called a special meeting of his Court. I can't possibly guess what this meeting is about, as everything within his kingdom is running perfectly. I do know one thing, Ara loves to entertain and be entertained, so at least that's something to look forward to. What I'm not looking forward to is having to see Nolan, Lord of District Four. We really don't get along. Well, as for my children, when the Master is away, the boys will play. In fact, I insist on it.

Noel: I've just received my official brand, the insignia of the House of Théoden. Along with the brand comes a load of responsibilities I am to adhere to. Apparently, my new life involves being an enforcer.
I'm to be trained by Marco, my eldest and most sadistic brother. I'm not looking forward to that, not one bit. At least tonight, I'll get a reprieve. For tonight, we celebrate as only the House of Théoden can.

***Warning: This serial contains strong adult content not meant for sensitive eyes. The novelettes in this serial will be filled with dark, twisted, raunchy and steamy scenes between powerful, sexy men that will either offend you or get ya revved up. This series will not be pulling any punches, and it won’t apologize for hurting your feelings, either. You’ll find no fluff and ruffles here. The vampires are not misunderstood, hopeless romantics looking for love. The werewolves are not cute and cuddly and the dragons aren’t the ones from your childhood. This is NOT a romance. There are approximately 19,100 words in this novelette.***

Ascension #2
Théoden: Tonight, I have to make one of the hardest decisions of my life. I have to choose which two on my children to send off with my Sire, my King, Ara. As you know, I don't like to share what belongs to me, but I can't deny my King what he's commanded of me. The highlight of my evening, however, will be my ascension to Prince of the City. I'm expected to announce my own decree at tonight's ceremony and I can't wait. The citizen of the Kingdom of Ara WILL respect my rule... or else.

Noel: I got a break last night when Théoden allowed his sons some free time. But Tonight is going to be no walk in the park for me. Marco is all business and he doesn't take his job of training me lightly. I'm still trying to figure out what I can and can't do around him, the cruel, sadistic bastard is so unpredictable. One thing is for certain, I want to learn what it means to be a vampire. I don't want to be ruled by my nature... I want to control it.

Negotiations #3
Theoden: I am now the official Prince of the City. The reins have been handed over and I am now fully in control. My first order of business is to fortify the defenses of my territory. Thanks to my King, Ara's decree, my plate is exceptionally full. I have to solidify an alliance with Celestial Dragon King, Evander. I also have to make a new alliance with Wolf Alpha, Deacon. That meeting can either end bloody or amicable. Wolves are a stubborn sort and savage in their quest for more power. This night should prove to be very interesting.

Noel: Marco doesn't play, and he's going to make me regret my foolish decision. I should have listened to Derek. I know not to cross the mean bastard now. This night has been so busy: Theoden's ascension, my training, what happened at the bar, and on top of that, I still have a punishment looming over me. I haven't even begun to search for a human to sire. Hell, I don't even know how? Do I just grab some unlucky bastard off the streets and say, "hey, I'm your new vampire daddy!" This is so messed up, I don't even want to sire anyone, but I have no choice. Also, because I'm Theoden's son, that makes me a General, which I believe is a higher rank than Enforcer. What that means, exactly, I'm not sure... but I know I'll find out sooner or later.

Hunted #4
Théoden: Far be it from me to refuse an invitation from the Celestial Dragon King, Evander. Besides, what's the point of living forever if you can't have fun? A little distraction would serve me well. I still had so much to do this night. Children to Sire, a rebel hybrid to hunt down and a test to conduct with Noel that would surely elevate his status in my eyes. That is, if he passed. Apart from that, there was this matter of hunting Dante. Sure, I enlisted the assistance of wolf Alpha, Deacon, but I didn't want to leave the hunt of Dante solely up to him and his pack, especially with the price being so high. I do know one thing, Dante better be worth it.

Noel: My training with Marco is advancing and the more I learn about what I am, the more I discover who I am. Maybe Théoden had a point when he told me that being a vampire is what I wanted. I don't know. I do know that I find myself enjoying the powers and strength I possess. He really is making me into the vampire he wants me to be. I realize that even more now as I try to figure out who I should sire and why. This person will be my child, an extension of me. How do I want to be represented?

Evolution #5
Théoden: Dante is within my grasp. I'm actually very excited to meet my future son. He's got wolf's blood flowing within his veins, so I know he'll be the stubborn sort, but I do like a challenge. As for Deacon, the wolf Alpha has surprised me. I hadn't expected him to locate Dante so quickly. He's  a cunning one I'm going to have to keep my eye on. His ambition is both admirable and dangerous. As for my King's decree, things are moving along smoothly. I have two more children to sire and then I would have fulfilled my duty. The sooner I'm done with that, the quicker I can get to training my new child. I'm so looking forward to breaking him in.

Noel: As for my obligation to the King, I met his expectations. I've sired my first son and it's been one hell of an experience. I thought I would feel overwhelmed, but Romeo is taking to this life so naturally. I guess you could say that I chose wisely.  I'm also getting the hang of being in control and being his Father. No doubt, Marco's training is seeing me through a lot of transition.  Now, I have to hold up my part in the bargain Théoden made with Deacon. Can't say I'm happy about being used as a bargaining chip, but it's out of my hands. As for my training with Marco, he's promised to put me through the ringer physically. I'm ready to learn more and grow stronger.

Author Bio:
About me? Hmmm, I'm just a person with a wild imagination and a love for words who was sitting around the house one day and said, "Why hasn't anyone written a book like this before?". As with every storyteller, I wanted to share mine with the world. I like my erotica dark, gritty, sexy... and even a little raunchy. I'm not afraid to go there and I hope you aren't afraid to go there with me. When I'm not writing, I love watching movies and TV shows, clubbing, biking, and hanging out with family and friends. I love life.


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Hunted #4

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Punishment #2

Lessons #3

Submission #4

Control #5

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