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Claimed By Desire by Skye Jones

7/28/2015

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I'd like to welcome fellow Liquid Silver Books author Skye Jones to my blog. She'd like to tell you about her new release, Claimed By Desire, book two of her hot new Wild Hunters series. Claimed by Desire tells sexy wolf shifter Dylan’s story. Although part of a series, the book can be read as a standalone.  

Blurb

Dylan Roberts returns to the Wales of his birth a changed man after the violent death of his mate. Having turned his back on being a bounty hunter and sworn off love for life, all he wants now is revenge.

When he meets Aeron Lombardo, his new farmhand, Dylan resents the intense attraction that blossoms between them. But Aeron won’t stop pushing, and soon things take a hot and sexy turn.

As passions rise, danger rears its ugly head. Now Dylan and Aeron must choose whether to separate or commit to one another totally. Will Dylan take the final step and claim his new mate?


Excerpt

Not knowing what else to do, Aeron waited until they’d turned the corner and then flagged down the first passing cab. His stomach hurt. He figured he’d been winded, but in all likelihood not seriously injured in any way. The pain wasn’t any worse than the fights he used to get into at school. It could have been bad, but the crowd got rid of them before it turned ugly. As the cab slowed to a stop, he leaned down to the window and gave his address.
 
“You’re not getting in my cab, bleeding all over the place. Been fighting and drinking, eh? Sorry, but I don’t need the hassle.” The driver wound his window up and drove off.

Bleeding? Aeron touched his hand to his face. His lips and mouth were dry, but as he moved his fingers up toward his eyebrow he felt sticky liquid and cursed as he pulled his hand away. The tips of his fingers were covered in blood. 

Another cab crawled by, and he tried his luck again, only to get the same result. He’d two options: give in and call the police, spend hours giving a statement and waiting around in Accident and Emergency, or get the night bus. Neither of which appealed. With the way his luck ran this evening, the driver might not let him aboard. Or the same men might be on the bus, ready for round two.  

He scrolled through the contacts in his phone and called David twice, but he didn’t pick up. He tried Sasha, but no luck there either. They were probably somewhere too noisy to hear him call.

Next he tried Rhys but again got no answer. Fuck, his body ached! He needed to get home and lie down. Should he call Dylan? His boss would probably come pick him up, if at home. But might he blame him for fighting? Then again, he’d helped patch up Dylan only last week with his mysterious “I fell on some glass, honest” routine. Nausea started to swirl in his belly and the earth tilted on its axis. Great! He didn’t need to be adding puking to the mix. Desperate, he dialed Dylan, his fingers shaking. The phone picked up on the third ring.  

“Hello.”

“Dylan?” His voice wobbled as he spoke.  

“Yes. Who is this?”  

“Me. Sorry, Aeron. I’ve been…in an accident. I’m in Llandudno. Can you come and get me? I don’t want to go to the hospital.” He almost laughed at the way his pleas mirrored those of Dylan’s from a few days ago.  


“Where are you?”  

“In Llandudno.”

 “Yep, I got as much, but where exactly?” The curt, no nonsense reply helped him focus.

He turned to the hotel and looked up. “I’m outside The Royal. Park up on the seafront, near the corner with the Marks and Spencer’s, and call me. I’ll come out. I’m going to sit in the hotel bar and wait, so I’ll be safe.”

 “I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

 
He hung up. He didn’t stop to think until he sat in the soft chairs of The Royal Hotel. When he did, he started to freak out. Why the hell did he think it a good idea to call Dylan? What possessed him to ring his boss to come get him all beat up on a Saturday night?

 But he’d not known who the hell else to call. And as he sat and thought, he realized something else. Dylan had never hesitated, not once.
 

Buy links   

Amazon US:  http://www.amazon.com/Claimed-Desire-Wild-Hunters-Book-ebook/dp/B0104X9COC/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1437309202&sr=8-3&keywords=skye+jones

Amazon UK:   http://www.amazon.co.uk/Claimed-Desire-Wild-Hunters-Book-ebook/dp/B0104X9COC/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&qid=1437309322&sr=8-4&keywords=skye+jones

B&N:               http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/claimed-by-desire-skye-jones/1122248981?ean=9781622102365

Liquid Silver:    http://www.lsbooks.com/pre-order-coming-soon-romance-books-c322.php

About the author

Skye Jones is an erotic romance author who writes about that moment when lust and love meet head on. Stalk her on Facebook here:
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Skye-Jones/297399473794965?ref=bookmarks

For giveaways, news, and free stories, sign up to her newsletter here: http://eepurl.com/bdVZ-5

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Falling Forward by Audrey Jane Andrews

7/17/2015

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I'm pleased to welcome to my blog fellow Liquid Silver Books author Audrey Jane Andrews. She has a new book coming out in a couple of days. Audrey, introduce yourself, please.

First, I’d like to thank Annette for hosting me on her blog. I’ve never been featured on a blog before, so naturally I am excited and scared. Excited — I’m on a blog! Wow, cool!  And scared — I’m on a blog! What if I say something stupid that will be written in stone for all the Internet to see?


My answer: Meh — who cares?  So let’s begin this adventure.

I was a strange child. Strange in that I was very emotional and had an uncanny attention to detail. For example, when my parents took me to see an orchestral performance of Swan Lake, the music made me cry. First goosebumps, then tears, all at the age of 7. I daydreamed as well. The droning boredom of math class usually stirred up a story about how a tornado was going to take out the school. And we, the brave girls and boys of fourth grade, were going to have to survive this apocalypse eating cafeteria meatloaf and melting ice cream sandwiches.

By high school, storytelling came natural to me, and I took as many classes as I could to enhance it. As an unruly and hormonal teenager, I preferred dark plots and suffering emotions. I always kept a notebook close by and filled it with overheard witty dialogue, descriptions of scenery, and extreme human behavior. My parents thought that I was having a break from reality and took me to a psychologist, who said I was normal but had the brain of a novelist, screenplay writer, or nosy neighbor. Naturally, I focused on the first two, opting to explore the third when I reach 80.

I wrote all through my teen years and won the creative writing award handed out by my high school.

While attending the University of Connecticut, I took a job as a 911 dispatcher to pay the bills. Yes, 911 — real murders, robberies, and car chases. I’ve seen and heard it all! Talk about a strange twist of life. Some of my calls have been on the national news, and one even ended up in the Inquirer. Although I was paid well, working 911 made me die a little each day. Crime, death, sickness, and throngs of angry people — every single day — took its toll. Exhaustion kicked in, as did general crankiness. I felt too young to be this way, and when I found myself putting my toddler daughter in front of the television because I was too tired to play, I knew something had to change. A leap of faith was needed.

I quit 911, and I told myself to write my heart out.

It’s been two years since that happened and I have completed two novels with a third on the way.  And I’m proud to say that one of my books, Falling Forward, is being published by Liquid Silver Books. It’s release date is July 20, and it’s currently available for pre-order. If I’ve learned anything during my 42 years on this planet, it’s to live a genuine existence. You don’t have to change the world or strive to be a billionaire, but you should be true to yourself.

Those words bellowed through my head as I wrote, and the outcome is books with very down-to-earth and flawed characters. Don’t expect an airbrushed Cosmo magazine when reading my books. Instead you’ll follow Kate Kleider, a pretty but neurotic 20-something who tries to find her way in the world after growing up with a schizophrenic mother. In Falling Forward, Kate needs to find a date to her favorite ex-boyfriend’s wedding. The problem — she’s just moved to Southern California and knows nobody. How can a maladjusted recluse find a man in the land of bikinis, BMWs and bonfires?

Thank you everyone for taking the time to read about little old me. If you want more information on my books, please visit www.AudreyJaneAndrews.com.


About the book

The love of her life is getting married and cynical businesswoman Kate Kleider needs a date. When she ventures out into the world of beaches, bikinis, and bonfires, she finds surfer dude Jamison Rigby. Jamison agrees to be her date, but he’s got something more on his mind … he’s determined to loosen her up. Full of passion, humor, and even a bit of mystery,
Falling Forward by Audrey Jane Andrews will be a welcome addition to your contemporary romance library.



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