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BOOK BLAST: Alexei’s Mouse (Werewolves of Manhattan #5) by A.C. Katt

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Author Name: A.C. Katt
Book Name: Alexei’s Mouse
Series: Werewolves of Manhattan
Book: Five
Release Date: May 20, 2016
Pages or Words: 64,118 words
Publisher: MLR Press
Cover Artist: Lex Valentine
Categories: Contemporary, Fiction, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Paranormal, Romance, Wolf Shifters

Blurb:

Alexei Davidoff suffered three years in a Russian labor camp where he was tortured and defiled daily. Alexei knows suffering on an intimate basis. He’s rescued by Armand and Etienne members of the North American Council of werewolves. His household came with him from Russia and all of them are worried that Alexei will go back and challenge both the government and the Russian First.

Then early one morning Alexei goes jogging in Central Park in an effort to get back his strength to fight the Russian First. He finds a prostitute on a park bench covered in newspaper and not moving. Bearing in mind his recent ordeal Alexei decides to help the boy. He lifts up the newspaper and finds a needle hanging out of his arm. The boy is dying of an overdose and he’s Alexei’s Mate.

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Excerpt:
Moscow,

February
Four years ago

Ominous dark gray clouds rolled in. Snow came down as small ice pellets that cut like glass shards on the skin. They swirled around the mourners as they stood over the twin coffins. A northeast wind blew over the loup garou cemetery outside of Moscow. It cut through the thickest coats and scarves. Alexei Davidoff shivered in his beaver coat and hat. His Enforcers lowered the bodies of his former Chief Beta and his Beta’s Mate into the ground. Newly joined, they were dead for the crime of being gay and holding hands in a public square in Moscow.

“This cannot stand. There has to be an answer to this, someone has to stand up against these thugs.” Alexei moved his platinum hair off his face. His navy blue eyes flashed both anguish and resolve.

“The perpetrators were human, one of the government’s army of gay bashers, Alpha. There is nothing we can do. We cannot harm a human, and the government gives us no recourse to law.” The Beta shook his head.

“When is the next protest?” Alexei paced across the icy ground in front of the graves.

“Tomorrow at noon, in the square,” Vasily Yudin, Alexei’s new Chief Beta said reluctantly.

“I will be there.” Alexei watched Vasily’s expression. His body folded in on itself in resignation. Alexei knew Vasily realized it was useless to argue. He saw that his Alpha had made up his mind. Alexei could tell his Betas were scheming to mitigate the damage.

“We’ll go with you, Alpha.” Vasily gestured to Grigory and the six Enforcers in the funeral party.

“No, I will go alone.” Alexei clenched his fists and set his jaw in defiance.

“Alpha, it’s dangerous. We can’t let you go alone. If the FSB picks you up, there is no guarantee that the council will be able to negotiate your release. Please, both Grigory and I think you should let us and the Enforcers go with you, or you should stay at home. The FSB under the current president is worse than the KGB that preceded them. Peter and Sasha wouldn’t have wanted you to put yourself in danger. There is no helping them now.”

“I cannot let this go unanswered, Vasily. The man who did this wasn’t even arrested despite the fact that I reported the assault. I must protest to the authorities. We have an obligation to try to right this wrong. He was one of mine, one of my household, my personal staff. I am responsible.”

“But, Alpha, we can’t let you go alone into a dangerous situation,” Grigory persisted. “We would be shirking our duty as your Betas if we let you go alone.”

Alexei Ivanovich Davidoff straightened his spine and spat. “I will lose no one else to the government. As your Alpha, I am ordering you to stay away.”

“Alpha,” Vasily got on his knees in supplication.

Alexei put up his hand to silence his Beta. “I will hear no more of this. I will lead the demonstration tomorrow.”

Vasily and Grigory hung their heads in defeat.

* * *

March

Three Years Later

“I don’t think I can make it,” Alexei said as he attempted to walk out the front gate of the gulag to the waiting car.

“Let Grigory and I help to hold you up.” Vasily and Grigory each put an arm under one of his shoulders and half-walked, half-carried him to the car.

They strapped him in the back and Grigory spent the twelve hours it took to get to the dacha trying to hold his Alpha up so he wouldn’t fall where he sat.

When Vasily and Grigory finally got him into the dacha, Vasily’s mouth hung open in shock when he took off his Alpha’s coat. Their six foot six, two-hundred-pound Alpha weighed less than one hundred forty pounds.

“What did they do to you?” Vasily asked, tears pouring down his face.

“I was caged most of the time I spent in the gulag. They tortured, beat, and defiled me daily, all because I’m gay and dared to report Sasha’s and Peter’s deaths, and point to who was responsible.”

“They call it prison now, Alpha.”

Alexei sighed wearily, “In modern Russia, they call it a prison. But I’ve been alive long enough to remember Stalin, Khrushchev, and Brezhnev’s slave labor camps. They can change the name but it’s still the gulag to me.”

“Alpha, you need to make the change. It will erase your scars and after you’ve changed a number of times, your injuries. It will take a while. Your injuries are severe.” Grigory helped Alexei into a roughhewn chair.

“I can’t change. I don’t have the strength.” Alexei put his head in his hands.

“Katya, Boris, something to eat for the Alpha, right away.” Katya ran to the kitchen and brought back some borscht.

“Finish this, Alpha. You have to eat constantly so your stomach can extend again.”

Grigory and Vasily knelt in front of their Alpha. Vasily spoke, “We’ve been pleading with the First for three years. The council finally negotiated your early release on the condition that you emigrate once you recover. We took the liberty of contacting Alpha Daurensbourg, from Saskatchewan and the Central US…”

“I am aware of Etienne Daurensbourg. He is a friend.”

“The council arranged for your emigration and that of your household. Alpha Daurensbourg will receive you in New York and already purchased a seven-floor townhouse and nine two-bedroom apartments for our people in New York City. Grigory, I, and our Enforcers will emigrate with you along with Boris and Katya.”

“But I have no funds, and you have families here. There I will no longer be an Alpha. I won’t be able to care for you.”

“You are our Alpha,” Vasily said with a stubbornness he had not shown to Alexei before. Alexei narrowed his eyes.

Alexei didn’t fight the emigration, only their participation. Vasily continued, “That’s the beauty of this course of action. Alpha La Farge, who was the North America’s Second, is no longer an Alpha. He is an Omega scrubbing Siberian toilets and can’t make the change. They sent him here eighteen months ago to die in disgrace for kidnapping The Alpha Mate. You have blood right to his territory in Colorado. Alpha La Marche has it now. I know he finds the packs fractious because he has no blood tie and they want one of their own. I’ve made inquiries. He’ll give it to you and you can become Second in North America.”

“I don’t want to be Second, Third, or Fourth for that matter. I can’t save the world. I learned that lesson the hard way. I will see my old friend Etienne Daurensbourg and maybe he can help me find a place to go. I have no funds…”

“Excuse me for the interruption, Alpha, but you do,” Vasily said with some satisfaction.

“As your factotum, Boris handled your funds. He put all of your accounts overseas as soon as the government started its campaign against homosexuals, only leaving enough rubles in Russia for operating expenses. As soon as they arrested you, he liquidated the rest of your investments and wired the funds to our London banker who in turn, had them sent them to The North American Alpha for safekeeping. Alpha La Marche reinvested everything. The American Stock Market has done very well. You are worth ten times what you were before and it’s all protected from the Russian government.”

“We bought first-class tickets to New York flying Air France on a nonstop flight to JFK where Alpha Daurensbourg will meet our party. Alpha Daurensbourg would have sent his jet, but the Russian government refused entry. However, Alpha Daurensbourg obtained green cards for the whole household. It’s all arranged for as soon as you are able to travel,” Grigory added.

It took until November for Alexei to regain his health and put on enough weight to have the strength to make the change that would take away the scars from the constant whippings. He still had some internal bruising that would only go away with time. Alexei needed rest, food, and a place to recover. But, even many transformations couldn’t take away the psychological damage the gulag caused, the malaise of the soul. For that, Vasily thought his Alpha needed a miracle. As soon as Alexei could bring out his wolf, Vasily and Grigory had their Alpha and his party on a plane to America. It was right before Yule.

* * *

At Alpha Daurensbourg’s urging, Armand La Marche, the Chief Alpha of North America, gave Alpha Alexei Ivanovich Davidoff the territory of Colorado and a seat as Fifth on the Loup Garou Council of North America.

“You were Second in Russia, Fifth is an insult,” Vasily complained.

“No, it’s not. I’m grateful. I’m tired of tilting at Russian windmills. I need time to gather my strength and clear my mind. I have a place waiting for me at Garou as the officer in charge of Research and Development once I’ve fully regained my health.”

“You’re entitled to…” Grigory sputtered.

“I’m entitled to nothing. I was born in Russia. My mother was a citizen of the United States. She never filed for American citizenship for me when I was born. It was too long ago. I’d have to forge papers and with my accent, they would know I’m Russian which in the current climate, is not a good thing. I have a green card. I can become an American. For once, I’m going to be able to do the job I trained for. I have degrees in three kinds of sciences. Research and Development is where I belong.” Alexei sighed. “I don’t want anything else.”

“Your status…”

“If you are upset about the reduction in my status, go work for the new Russian Second.” Alexei’s face turned hard.

Vasily bowed his head in supplication baring his neck. “No, Alpha, we’re yours. Whatever you decide to do, we will go with you. I just wanted you to have options.”

“I’m taking an option. I’ll be Fifth and grateful for the consideration. I’ll leave the politics to Armand. Obviously, he’s better at it than we are. Although there has been some resentment, miraculously gay bashing is now a hate crime in the United States, against federal law, and gay marriage has become legal.”

Meet the author:

AC Katt was born in New York City’s Greenwich Village. She remembers sitting at the fountain in Washington Square Park listening to folk music while they passed the hat. At nine, her parents dragged her to New Jersey where she grew up, married and raised four children and became a voracious reader of romantic fiction. At one time she owned over two thousand novels, until she and her husband took themselves and the cat to New Mexico for their health and its great beauty.

Now, most of AC’s books are electronic (although she still keeps six bookcases of hardcovers), so she never has to give away another book. AC is a late bloomer, however, she claims to have found her niche writing LGBT romance.

She hangs out at ACKatt.com and ackattsjournal.com; where she keeps her blog. To get snippets of new releases and Works in Progress subscribe to AC Katt’s Kattery by sending an e-mail to mlhansel@gmail.com.

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Blog Tour and Review: Wolf, en Garde by A.F. Henley

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Welcome back to the blog tour and giveaway for my newest release, Wolf en Garde. I’ve been taking these opportunities to introduce, or in some cases re-introduce, the characters and places found in the story through tiny teasers from the novel. And we’ve finally got to the point in the tour where we’re meeting some new characters – the people that represent those folks that live on the other side of the wolves.

While this character isn’t a major one in the novel, he is a very good indicator of the people that Lyle, the MC, as well as Lyle’s family, have been accustomed to dealing with. The “law,” so to speak… the guys that the wolves don’t want to see standing at their door.

Before we get to it, though, as a thank you for joining me, I want to remind you to read through to the end of the post to find out how you could win your very own signed, print copy of Wolf en Garde, a sterling silver (nickel and lead-free) Howling Wolf Bangle, and a $20 gift certificate to the Less Than Three Press book market!

And now, I present:

Tiny Teaser: Introducing – The “Law”

The grumble died on his tongue as he swung the door open and stared at the man on the step: head to toe in a shapeless forest green suit, a god-awful ranger’s hat finger-clasped in one hand, a shiny gold bison-detailed badge over the left pocket, and a just-as- shiny gold bar over the right pocket with DWIGHT J. ROSIEN inscribed on it. Definitely, most assuredly, not a Girl Scout and a good step up from Boy Scout. A park ranger. With rank, if the suit and the shinies could be trusted.

Dwight smiled (or attempted to pass the flick of his cheeks off as one, anyway) and extended his hand. “Lyle? Lyle O’Connell?”

Lyle narrowed his eyes. “Who’s asking?”

All the right kind of people, Lyle,” Dwight said smoothly. “Can I have a few words with you?”

“It’s not my house.” Lyle crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the frame of the door. “I really shouldn’t let anyone in without the owner’s consent.”

Dwight J. Rosien offered Lyle another quick, not-quite smile. “Such a good little guard dog, aren’t you, Lyle?” He waved a hand at the open door and stepped forward. “It would be in your best interest not have this conversation on the front porch.” He leveled his gaze with Lyle’s. “Wolf.”

Lyle’s blood seemed to turn to ice. “Who are you?”

“An associate,” Dwight said casually. “Or, if sets you more at ease, let’s say a friend of a friend.” He pushed past Lyle and walked into the foyer. “I’ll get right to the point so we don”t end up getting interrupted by the return of Mr. and Mrs. Connor.” He looked over his shoulder. “You might want to close the door.”

Nothing on Lyle’s body wanted to work. His feet didn’t want to cooperate as he turned back to the house. His fingers didn’t want to unclench and shut the door, though he managed to force them to do both. But there was no way he could insist on his throat opening enough for speech. Instead, in the now-darkened hallway Lyle watched Dwight (J. Rosien, Lyle’s head repeated) peek into the various rooms that led off the foyer and assess the area.

“There has been some…” Dwight let his words trail off, he shrugged, and he came back toward Lyle with a slow, deliberate walk. “Some odd activity. Some disappearances. Normally things like that would be out of my, oh, let’s say pay grade, but I believe these particular ones might be a little different than your normal, run of the mill disappearances.” His eyes were like chips of ice as his gaze bored into Lyle’s. “Would you know anything about these, Lyle?”

Lyle had to swallow hard before he could reply. “Why would I?”

“You know I can’t tell you that.” Dwight softened his expression and leaned closer. “At least, I shouldn’t. But these are… oh… special people. People we’ve been watching for some time. You do know who I mean when I say ‘we,’ don’t you, Lyle?”

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Blurb:

Three years ago Lyle made a mistake that cost him his freedom, and almost his life. Now, sick to death of watching his father love the man that Lyle wanted, Lyle accepts an offer to leave Wolf, WY behind and see what life in Washington, D.C. can do for him instead.

When Lyle comes across a seductive, attractive stranger with a fascinating yet terrifying view of humanity, he’s more than intrigued. It doesn’t take Lyle long to realize that Arius isn’t just playing games, though, and when Lyle runs across a secret in Arius’ lair he has no choice but to flee, even knowing his actions will enrage Arius.

On the run, with only a psychic’s second sight and his own instinct to help him, Lyle has nowhere to go but home. The only question is, will they have him when he shows up.

Genre: Gay, Paranormal, Urban Fantasy
Notes: Wolf, WY contains some explicit and violent content
Book 2 in the Wolf series

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I’d like to take this last moment to thank 3 Chicks After Dark for having me back as a guest today. It’s an honour and a pleasure to be here again. I am truly grateful for all that you, and sites like yours, do for authors like me.

And a great big thank you to you, my friends, for reading and joining me. Best of luck with the giveaway and I hope you enjoyed the post!

Until next time,

AF Henley <3

Meet the author:

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Henley was born with a full-blown passion for run-on sentences, a zealous indulgence in all words descriptive, and the endearing tendency to overuse punctuation. Since the early years Henley has been an enthusiastic writer, from the first few I-love-my-dog stories to the current leap into erotica.

A self-professed Google genius, Henley lives for the hours spent digging through the Internet for ‘research purposes’ which, more often than not, lead seven thousand miles away from first intentions but bring Henley to new discoveries and ideas that, once seeded, tend to flourish.

Henley has been proudly working with Less Than Three Press since 2012.

Find more here:
Website: http://afhenley.com/
Amazon Page: http://www.amazon.com/A.-F.-Henley/e/B00FIODWSK/
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Our Thoughts:

After everything that went down between Randy, Vaughn and Lyle in the first book, I wasn’t surprised to see that Lyle was still struggling. A family trip back to Randy’s home in Washington, DC is the perfect opportunity for Lyle to find himself.

Lyle is still struggling to come to terms with Vaughn and Randy’s relationship. At this point he’s not sure if he loathes the fact that they’re together, still has feelings for Randy, or if there’s something more or something less. All this time Lyle thought that there was an attraction to Randy but it was a power struggle. It was more of a meeting of minds and brawn between him and his dad. All this time he’s thinking he has to be a beta, but Lyle is a true alpha. He’s strong and he’s more in touch with his wolf and the senses the wolf enhances, when in his human form.

Randy’s mother, Mary, pushes for Lyle to get out and roam the area much to Vaughn and Randy’s dismay. They can’t necessarily say no without looking overbearing. Lyle seizes the opportunity to get out from the scrutiny of his father and away from Randy and Vaughn’s relationship. During his ventures out into the streets of the DC area, Lyle meets Arius–a vampire. Lyle knows he should be afraid of the vampire, he knows that he should run from Arius, yet he can’t.

Arius is an extreme character. He has these grand, exuberant, and often scary rants that Lyle sometimes agrees with but overall just thinks they’re the delusions of a crazy man. He is attracted to Arius but he’s not sure if that attraction is from Arius’ manipulations or true feelings.

A combination of events are set into motion causing Lyle to realize that Arius is up to more evil than he had ever imagined. Arius also has some unbelievable partnerships. Lyle rescues Rafe from Arius’ clutches. Now he must race towards home, back to Wolf, Wyoming. Sometimes one just needs to go home. Sometimes the ties that really are the strongest and the people who really can help are those who were thought to be against you all along, that’s what Lyle learns.

Lyle finds his way, his true self, in this book. It takes him awhile but once he sees what he truly wants he’s finally on the right path.  He wants to be heard, to be the strong wolf he knew he was when everything started to fall apart. Coming home, his family stand beside him again and the interloper, Randy, is the skeptical one. That speaks volumes to Lyle and it really lets him see that the attraction isn’t there anymore. With Rafe, Lyle also realizes that he can have love and family. He’s put into the same situation that his father was put into in the first book and he now knows how hard of a situation that was and how difficult it is to get out of it. It’s going to take both his man and his wolf to win this fight but Lyle is strong enough and determined enough to come out the victor.

AF Henley weaves quite the tale! He has a very eloquent writing style and really keeps you hanging on until the bitter end, wondering what is going to happen! The book ends with us knowing that there could potentially be more to come for Vaughn, Randy, Lyle, and Rafe.  We also get the sense that the tides have changed and the wolves are not going to be pushed down any longer. It’s time to get back in touch with their original roots and the strength they once had as packs.

RATING: BAD ASS BOOTS!!!

COVER REVEAL: Naughty Cupid by Deanna Wadsworth

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Cover Artist: Paul Richmond
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ABOUT THE BOOK:

The name’s Lio, and you may have read the beginning of my story in A Cupid’s Wager. Well, hold on to your hats, because there’s more to tell about your favorite cupid working in the Gay Division of the Inter-Dimensional Association of Cupids.

Remember Ethan? That Aztec god of the winds who busted me shooting a closeted human with a gay lust arrow? Yeah, I haven’t been able to forget him either. Even though I have a rule against getting it on with other supernaturals—especially ones working for the Straight Division—my magic is drawn to Ethan and all his tattoos and piercings in a way I cannot control.

But after that night of mind-numbing sex, now I gotta face my evil ex-boyfriend and a suspension by the IDAC for “misplacing” arrows. They took my quiver, and I have to figure out how to get my arrow privileges back before they’re taken forever.

Ethan seems to think he can help me, but I don’t know how anybody can make this cupid believe in love again.

Release Date: June 6, 2016
Published by Dreamspinner Press
Book Length: 75,000 words, 178 pages
Categories: Alternate Universe, Erotica, Fantasy, Humor, M/M Romance, Paranromal, Romance

 

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EXCERPT:

“You know the lust arrows only work if the person’s mind is open to it. I shot Raymond with a Class 4 gay lust arrow. They only have a little more juice than a few tequila shooters. They can’t make a straight man gay.”

“But that is what you are trying to do,” Ethan shot back.

“You know it doesn’t work that way.”

To prove my point, I materialized one of my long purple arrows.

Without warning, I stabbed Ethan in the heart with it.

“Oww!”

The arrow exploded in a burst of light and glittering purple dust, the blast blowing our hair back.

When the magic cleared, the stunned expression on Ethan’s face cracked me up. “Now, do you spontaneously wanna suck my cock?”

He gaped at me like I’d lost my ever-lovin’ mind. “What did you do that for?”

“Don’t get your panties in a wad. Class 4G lusts can’t make someone gay. You’re born that way. There’s even a Lady Gaga song to prove it.”

His big hand rubbed where I’d hit him. “You should not have done that, Lio. You have no idea what you just did.”

“I already shot an unauthorized arrow tonight, what’s one more? Besides, unless you’re gay, it won’t affect you.” I waggled my brows. “So what are you so worried about? Got sumthin’ you wanna confess?”

He actually growled at me.

“Build a bridge,” I told him. “If anyone has a right to be pissed off here, it’s me. The gaydar says Raymond is gay, yet you asshats over in SD decided to shoot him and a woman with true love arrows. Talk about a douche move. Forcing the man to lie to himself and everyone about who he is. And how is that fair to do to the girl? She’s a victim too!”

“The IDAC does not consider a gaydar to be a reliable source of information,” he said, completely ignoring the more-than-valid complaint.

Humans were born with a variety of sexualities, but there were only a limited variety of arrows to complement the IDAC’s narrow-minded ideas on sexuality. In a nutshell, there were gay arrows and the naturally more powerful straight arrows. Don’t get me started on the complexities of targeting anybody not gay or straight. I was glad not to be assigned to those fledgling subdivisions of GD because they often had to work with the jerks in SD. However, both primary divisions had arrows for love (red) and lust (purple), each with four different strength ratings—one being the most potent. In other words, the Class 1S love Ethan had been using was the highest strength straight love arrow—aka the most powerful of all arrows.

Hence his being so pissed at me.

“I’m not gonna sit here and argue politics with you. We both know I’m already in trouble for an unauthorized arrow launch. Make that two,” I amended, gesturing to his chest. “Why the fuck do you think I don’t have love arrow privileges anymore? Hell, the sparks our collision set off will raise questions too. I’m already busted. Fine! I’m ready to face whatever comes my way. When I set out to do this, I knew there were risks.”

“Set out to do this?” he repeated, looking utterly appalled. “You mean you have done this before?”

I swallowed, feeling like a child being scolded. “Only on unattached people.”

“I cannot believe you would do that to someone! A person’s decision to come out is deeply personal. You have no right, Lio! None!”

Yeah, but the Fates did, I supposed. Who put those bitches in charge, anyway?

I didn’t know what Ethan’s big fat beef might be—besides the one in his pants—but I had to get my ass out of this sling. “Like I said, I’m already busted. If you think Raymond isn’t gay, let’s just follow them”—I pointed to my unauthorized mark and the guy with him, both of them deliberately brushing hips and shoulders as they walked down the street—“and see what happens. If he changes his mind, I’ll admit the gaydar is inaccurate, I’ll turn myself in for interrupting your mark, and you won’t even get in trouble.”

He glared. “And if your arrow works, I suppose you get to walk?”

“If I’m right, and those two dudes get their freak on, you can do what you want with me.” Too bad that wouldn’t be those full lips around my dick. “But you give me back the gaydar and you don’t tell anyone I have it or that I was here.”

Ethan looked at the device in his hand as if it would explode or jump up and bite his cock off. His expression would’ve been funny if this weren’t so serious. He seemed to be weighing something in his mind, and I felt his anger retracting. Still, an aura of incredible danger and masculinity wafted about him. My heart thumped wildly, both from nerves and the exotic spiciness of his skin. Knowing his ferocious appearance was tempered with an innate goodness made me a little hot.

Okay, a lot hot.

Though it went against every rule I made for myself, I couldn’t stop picturing Ethan naked. Sure, I was as horny as any cupid, but something about this Aztec amplified all of my senses far more than usual—especially the ones below the waist.

“I cannot believe I am saying this,” Ethan said slowly. “But I will give you one chance. One. But if you ruin that man’s life, your ass is mine.”

“Talk dirty to me,” I purred.

He lowered dark brows. “You are not funny.”

“I think I’m a really fun guy. Especially when I’m naked.” I couldn’t help myself and gave him a suggestive wink. “And whoever said a little dick up the ass would ruin a man’s life? Ever try it? The orgasms are un-fucking-believable.”

Ethan curled his lip and growled at me like an angry cat.

“Jeesh, sorry I mentioned it.”

He seized my arm in a viselike grip. “Come.”

If I’d known going with Ethan would turn my world upside down, I would’ve grabbed my gaydar and run, taking my chances with my boss, the IDAC, and even the Fates. Because I wasn’t prepared for what was coming my way.

Not at all.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Deanna Wadsworth might be a bestselling erotica author, but she leads a pretty vanilla life in Ohio with her wonderful husband and a couple adorable cocker spaniels. She has been spinning tales and penning stories since childhood, and her first erotic novella was published in 2010. She has served multiple board positions at her local RWA chapter and with Rainbow Romance Writers of America. When she isn’t writing books or brainstorming with friends, you can find her making people gorgeous in a beauty salon. She loves music and dancing, and can often be seen hanging out on the sandbar in the muddy Maumee River or chilling with her hubby and a cocktail in their basement bar. In between all that fun, Deanna cherishes the quiet times when she can let her wildly active imagination have the full run of her mind. Her fascination with people and the interworkings of their relationships have always inspired her to write romance with spice and love without boundaries.

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Blog Tour with Review: The Artist and His Alpha (The Alpha and His Omega #3) Lisa Oliver

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The Artist and His Alpha by Lisa Oliver
The Alpha and Omega Series Book Three
(Each book is a self-contained story and can be read as a standalone.)
Release Date: January 29, 2016
Pages or Words: 65,900 words
Publisher: Oliver Group Publications
Cover Artist: Lisa Oliver
Categories: Erotica, Fiction, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Paranormal, Romance, Wolf shifters, True Mates, Alpha and Omega

We’re thrilled to host a tour spot for Lisa Oliver’s newest release, The Artist and His Alpha. Lisa has graciously taken time away from her fabulous writing to answer a few questions for us. Enjoy the interview and the heart pumping excerpt!

Which of your characters gave you the hardest time about not following your initial plans?

Funnily enough, it was Caden in The Artist and His Alpha. When I saw the picture of Caden I thought he was this sassy mouthed little sneak who would really give his Alpha a run for his money. But it didn’t happen. When I sat down to write him, it turns out he was hiding from the world and was a virgin. I have learned not to go against what my characters tell me, and just write them the way they come across.

What is the strangest job you ever had and have you used it in a book?

I have had a lot of jobs, and I don’t consider any of them strange, but I do use the times I worked behind a bar quite often in my books. I was also a night shift taxi driver for two years and some of the stories and things I saw then leach out into my books sometimes.

How obsessive are you about small factual details in your stories? ie. do you research which side the gas tank is on in your hero’s car of choice, before you have him fill it up…?

Not quite that obsessive, no, but I do check details – bikes, cars, styles of houses. In a recent book I was writing about bear shifters and I went online to find a honey based soda drink, because he doesn’t drink alcohol.

What is the nicest thing ever said about your work in a review?

I often get readers who tell me that they were “just going to read a couple of chapters,” and then sat up until the early hours of the morning finishing a book. I also had one lady tell me her husband had to go out and get takeout for dinner for their kids, because she was reading my book and she couldn’t put it down. I know what that feeling is like from reading other people’s books, and it always makes my feet twitch when I know someone feels that way about mine.

If you had all the time and really informed beta readers to help you get it right, what characters or genre would you like to write that you haven’t quite tackled yet?

I think I would write an M/M paranormal historical romance. I have a personal fascination with British history, especially around the Victorian or Tudor times, but the amount of detail I would need to know would be staggering, and would probably interfere with the storyline if I tried to do it. It would be nice though, to give it a try.

Thanks for being with us Lisa! We enjoyed having you and loved your candid answers.

Blurb:

Caden Wolfe lives his life hiding from the world. As an Omega with a brute of an Alpha looking for him, he can’t afford to take any chances. He is happy enough with his art, his one good friend Felix and his agent who adores his paintings. It’s a far cry from life on the streets and Caden is determined to keep working hard, and stay out of the spotlight. Staying away from all things wolf is easy enough in the city, until he meets the one man with the potential to blow his cover and his way of life, out of the water.

Sean Black has it all – a brother for pack, a home pack that is still supportive but far enough away not to interfere with his daily life, a good business, and men who clamor for his attention every night of the week. The last thing he wants or needs is a mate, but after a brief meeting with a gorgeous artist, he realizes his life will change, and not necessarily in a good way.

A misunderstanding leads to danger for Caden and Sean has to make a choice. Can he give his Omega what he needs, or should he make sure he’s protected and then walk away? A rogue Alpha with an agenda of his own, a trap, and trouble from the council are just a few of the things this couple will have to contend with if they are ever to have their HEA.

The Artist and His Alpha

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Excerpt:

“Holy shit, he has a gun. Caden, for fuck’s sake don’t shoot!”

Sean heard Felix yell and he damn near pushed Liam off the fire escape, leaping up the last of the stairs. He could understand how Felix would want to talk quickly, especially if a gun was involved, but he had to see Caden for himself. As he stood on a rickety ledge he was momentarily stunned by the vision in front of him. A huge lit space littered with canvases spoke of hard work, dedication, passion for art and an apparent disregard for mess. And in front of it all stood Caden – locked, loaded and ready for bear.

The young man looked even better than Sean remembered. His slim, pale torso gleamed under the light, his unruly mop of straight blond hair falling just over the top of one eye. All Caden appeared to be wearing was a pair of jeans that hung low on his hips – a truly sexy picture. But it was the confident way Caden held the gun in his hands, and the unflinching glare in his eyes, that touched Sean’s heart. Felix had been right about one thing. Caden was determined to defend his home, and he looked more than capable of doing it. Damn, if that idea didn’t slam Sean in the groin and hang on.

“What are you doing here, Felix?” Caden’s voice held traces of nervousness that wouldn’t be noticed by human ears, but Sean noticed that the hands holding the gun didn’t waver.

“I was worried about you,” Felix called out, stepping closer to the glass, his hands spread to show he was unarmed. “We all were. You wouldn’t answer your door; you weren’t taking my calls. I had to know you were all right. We’re friends, Caden, I thought you trusted me. Now please, let us in. This damn ledge is fucking unsafe and you know I’m scared of heights.”

Caden held his glare for a long minute, and Sean wasn’t sure the young man would ever move. But then he carefully raised his weapon, removed the magazine, which he tucked in his back pocket, and then walked over to rest the gun against the wall. Only then did he come towards the large panes of glass, releasing a latch, which Sean realized was actually a door latch. What he had mistaken for windows doubled as large sliding doors.

Once all three men were inside of what was a huge space, Caden seemed unsure of himself. “I know we’re friends,” he said to Felix hesitantly – scared, but apparently determined to defend his actions. “I’m not doing anything wrong.” His eyes seemed to catch Sean’s automatically and Sean was shocked to see they were full of fear again. “I’m an adult. This is my place, my territory. I’m not intruding on anyone’s space. I have a right to be here.”

Sean realized in that instant that Caden’s immediate fear had a name – the Black Brothers – and damn, if that didn’t make him feel sick. He and Liam were full-blown Alpha wolves, and his little Omega must have thought that they had a pack, or at least a right to the territory he lived in. No wonder the poor guy had locked himself in and refused to talk to anyone. He was terrified of losing his home and possibly his life.

Felix looked confused. “No one said you didn’t have any right to be here. This is your home, bought and paid for. No one can take it away from you so long as you pay your taxes, and your trust does that for you.”

“Then why did you bring them?” Caden hadn’t stopped looking at Sean, but clearly Liam was included in the ‘them’ comment as well. “They know what I’m talking about. Why are they here, if not to beat me, torture me, rape me and then kick me out of my home? That’s what men like them do. What are they doing here?”

Meet the author:

Lisa Oliver had been writing non-fiction books for years when visions of half dressed, buff men started invading her dreams. Unable to resist the lure of her stories, Lisa decided to switch to fiction books, and now stories about her men clamor to get out from under her fingertips.

When Lisa is not writing, she is usually reading with a cup of tea always at hand. Her grown children and grandchildren sometimes try and pry her away from the computer and have found that the best way to do it, is to promise her chocolate. Lisa will do anything for chocolate.

Lisa loves to hear from her readers and other writers. You can friend her on Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/lisaoliverauthor), catch up on what’s happening at her blog (http://www.supernaturalsmut.com) or email her directly at yoursintuitively@gmail.com.

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Our Thoughts:

Sigh. I love the Alpha and Omega dynamic in paranormal romance books. Lisa Oliver delivers a tasty morsel with this take on the relationship dynamic between and alpha and an Omega.Plus, we get fated mates, power struggles and a nervous, lone wolf Omega!

Sean goes to an art show with his brother, grudgingly. He’s rather be anywhere else, but Liam insists on trying to get this specific artist to do a mural for their club. Something about his wolf paintings being the most realistic he’s ever seen. When Sean sees the small, cute blond that is the artist, he’s instantly attracted to the man. One handshake, a sniff of the man’s scent and he is head over heel because that awkward in public blond man is his mate and an Omega wolf to boot!

Caden knows he’s in trouble and asks his friend Felix to take him away from the art show as fast as he can. The man he met is an Alpha and nothing good will come of this Alpha meeting Caden. All Alphas from his past have ever done is abuse, ridicule and take his possessions. Caden is literally fearing for his life after meeting Sean.

So begins the push for Sean to move into Caden’s life and make him his Fated mate for ever and always. Caden comes from a pack that never followed pack law. A rogue wolf that was evil and abusive. Caden has no idea what it is like to be in a true pack. One that values its members but also treasures Omega wolves. Sean has to win over a reclusive, abused wolf, and show him what it means to be loved, valued and treated as an equal.

Along the way Sean makes many mistakes. His bravado gets in the way multiple times. He’s not used to being the pursuer. Usually men fall over him and beg him for attention. Caden is so far from that. Once Caden comes out of his shell, he’s not going to stand by and let other men try to move in on his man. On the flip slide, he’s still not sure of himself and doubts how much Sean loves him and if he’ll be enough.

I enjoyed the ebb and flow between Sean and Caden. They were hot and cold throughout the story. Caden had so much to fear and tried hard to have faith in Sean, but with them being such a new couple, that was hard to do. When Caden’s past threatens their happiness, they flounder again. Sean flounders the most. He makes many mistakes, but his brother and dad are there to help him realize how much a fool he is each time.

I found this to be a sweet story! Sean isn’t too hardcore Alpha. He’s pretty likeable even if he was a manwhore before Caden! Caden is sweet and broken yet stronger than he realizes. Together they were sensual, caring and sassy.

RATING: BAD ASS BOOTS!!

Tour Dates & Stops:

4-Apr: My Fiction Nook

5-Apr: Molly Lolly

6-Apr: Full Moon Dreaming

7-Apr: Mikky’s World of Books, Outrageous Heroes, Unquietly Me

8-Apr: Open Skye Book Reviews

11-Apr: Jessie G. Books, Gay Media Reviews

12-Apr: Parker Williams

13-Apr: Bonkers About Books, Scattered Thoughts & Rogue Words

14-Apr: MM Good Book Reviews

15-Apr: Hearts on Fire, Book Lovers 4Ever

18-Apr: A.M. Leibowitz

19-Apr: Inked Rainbow Reads

20-Apr: Velvet Panic, BFD Book Blog

21-Apr: Nephy Hart, The Dark Arts

22-Apr: Alpha Book Club

25-Apr: Happily Ever Chapter, Making It Happen

26-Apr: Oh My Shelves, Bayou Book Junkie

27-Apr: Dawn’s Reading Nook, Love Bytes

28-Apr: Wicked Faerie’s Tales and Reviews

29-Apr: 3 Chicks After Dark, MM Book Escape

 
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