Teaser Tuesday – Kira Shayde

Desires at War: Primal Shifters Book Two

 

When the humans became animals, the animals became humans. Shape-shifting humans. And the African lion, the pinnacle of hunters in the wild, replaced man as top dog in the Serengeti. The disparaged spotted hyena, often the more tenacious and successful predator on the savannas, was the lion’s natural enemy. Becoming human didn’t change that. It only made it worse.

 

Months as a POW leaves lion shifter Fix Ainran struggling to recover, but he can’t get the curvaceous Caryn Plumar out of his mind. Yet the beautiful daughter of the hyena Chairman only torments the disabled former soldier with heated trysts before pulling away.

 

No matter how much she desires Fix’s touch, Caryn’s obligations involve more than fighting for an independent hyena state in a land ruled by lions and fraught with war. She must sacrifice any chance of happiness and freedom by marrying within the clan to ensure her safety.

 

Unable to stay apart, Fix and Caryn defy societal rules and risk their lives as they battle enemies, search for the truth about his captivity…and fall in love.

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EXCERPT

 

As if she wasn’t miserable enough, the clouds cracked opened and rain poured down in sheets. She groaned. Rainy season in the savannas meant weeks of uncertain weather, and she’d stupidly left the palace without an umbrella or poncho. Before long, the rain slicked her clothes to her skin and plastered her hair to her neck. Halfway to her car, she stopped and simply stared up at the gray skies. Was this a sign?

 

Nothing but a toy. Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, immediately washed away by the rain. A clap of thunder muffled her sob.

 

A voice called out her name, and she glanced over her shoulder. Soaked from the rain, Fix pushed hard on his wheelchair, head down. Strands of wet sandy-red hair fell over his eyes.

 

“Screw you!” she yelled into the strong wind, not even sure he could hear her.

 

His chin lifted, and his gaze burned fierce. She could’ve sworn she saw anguish in those piercing lion eyes, and her resolve wavered. No, just her imagination. After whirling around, she sprinted across the parking lot, her waterlogged sandals sending rain splatters up her bare legs. Approaching her car, she fumbled in her purse, digging for the remote.

 

A hand clutched her wrist, and she gasped, jerking back. Like a second skin, Fix’s wet T-shirt outlined his wide shoulders, broad chest, and wiry biceps.

 

“No,” he growled. “Don’t leave.”

 

“Let go of me!” She clawed at his fingers.

 

“Stop it, Caryn.” With lightning speed, he grabbed her other wrist. “I can explain.”

 

She twisted, her wet locks of hair slapping against her face, but his grip merely tightened. She yanked against his hold. “Fix, stop. You’re hurting me.”

 

He released her at once.

 

Staggering into her car, she glared at him. “I’m not interested in being a member of your pride. Not my style.”

 

Strain etched his chiseled features. “Please don’t leave. I’m not involved with Zuri.” He wiped rainwater from his eyes. “Zuri has a boyfriend. She was just trying to help me.”

 

“Help?” Caryn barked out a sharp laugh.

 

He dragged a hand through his drenched hair, slicking it back. “She thought by making you jealous, you’d realize…”

 

His pained stare fell to his legs, and Caryn’s heart stopped cold. She pressed a fist to her mouth. How could she have been so clueless? She should never have let him leave her garden angry. She hadn’t meant to give him the impression he was any less of a man.

 

Bracing his fists on his legs, he exhaled deeply. “It was stupid of me to play along with Zuri. But I wanted you to see that I’m still a desirable guy, even with—”

 

Caryn swooped down and cupped his face in her hands. “You are a desirable guy,” she said. “Too damn desirable. That’s the problem.”

 

His gaze met hers, and his lips parted slightly. A blinding bolt of lightning split the sky, and a clap of thunder reverberated around them.

 

“Maybe we should take cover from the storm,” he said, reaching to open the back door of her car. He cocked his head, eyeing her from head to toe. “You’re soaked, Ms. Plumar, did you know that?”

 

She looked down, her thighs visible through her now sheer dress. “I take it you can see everything?”

 

“Oh, yeah.” His slow grin left her breathless. “And lacy bras are a total turn-on for me.”

 

Her knees weakened, and she clutched the door handle, struggling to control her conflicted feelings. Didn’t he understand where this could lead?

 

“Come on, baby,” he urged. “Let me warm you up.”

 

His deep, sexy voice lit a fuse inside her. More than desirable, this man was downright dangerous. Damn straight he knew exactly where this could lead.

 

But would she follow?

 

 

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ABOUT KIRA

 

Kira enjoys studying love, sex, and relationships, and has a thing for shapeshifters, demons, mythological gods, the fae, and chocolate cake. As a romance writer, she explores somewhat atypical pairings and settings and can’t help adding a twinge of societal awareness to her works, but the focus is always on the developing romance, passion, and happy endings. Some of her books are erotic romances, but you won’t find any hard-core BDSM. Kira prefers her hero and heroine to share the power and share the love.

 

You can find Kira at www.kirashayde.com | Facebook | Twitter | Instagram

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Monday Mayhem – carpel tunnel edition

I’m writing at a full-on sprint these days. The deal isn’t signed, sealed, and delivered yet, but there’s been  offer, acceptance, and a panic-inspiring deadline set. So, I’ve spent the last twelve days cranking out words. I need to have the first  draft done before I leave for the Romance Writers of America conference in late July.

I’m about halfway there.

As usual, the first run at it will be far too wordy. I can already see the threads I’m going to have to cut, and some I need to sew up. But I’m having a great time with these characters. They’re fun and snarky, and thankfully, they seem to like talking to me. Plus, you know I love a deadline. I love smashing them to pieces. Boo-yah!

So, if I’m a little quiet for the next few weeks, you’ll know why. When things are official, I’ll sing it from the rooftops. In the meantime, picture me doing a lot of these moves:

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Weekend Writing Warrior – 6/28/15

More from my current WIP, Play Dates, the first book in what I hope will be a series featuring some hot single dads and the women who capture their hearts! How about a little kissy action this week?

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He dipped his head and captured her mouth. The kiss started slow and sweet, but ended so mind-bendingly hot she wondered how she’d ever though the word ‘sweet’ could apply. He gave her a half second to catch her breath, then kissed her again. This time, his tongue swept into her mouth. Demanding its due. Reclaiming every bit she might have inadvertently washed away. When he relinquished her at least, her breath came in short, soft puffs that bounced off him and washed back over her.

He trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down her throat. When he reached the base, he nuzzled the little notch between her clavicles then dipped his tongue into the hollow. Her breath caught and held when he lifted his head to look her straight in the eye.

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Fangirl Fridays!

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Got a crush? It’s okay to spill it here. Fictional boyfriends battling it out for your affections in your dreams? Talk movies, TV shows, books, or even video games. Do tell! Anything goes on Fangirl Fridays!

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Teaser Tuesday – Diana Cosby

An Oath Broken – book #2 in The Oath Trilogy

Giric Armstrong, Earl of Terrick, takes no pleasure in escorting a feisty English lass to her betrothed. But he needs the coin to rebuild his castle, and his tenants need to eat. Yet the trip will not be the simple matter he imagined. For Lady Sarra isn’t the only one determined to see her engagement fail. Men with darker motives want to stop the wedding—even if they must kill the bride in the process.

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Enjoy an excerpt of An Oath Broken! http://www.dianacosby.com/anoathbroken.html#excerpt

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Monday Mayhem – Daddy Issues

I married my father.

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Not for real, because that would be illegal and more than a little icky, but I married a man just like him. One of those fellas who was just born to be a dad. A guy who wants nothing more than his kids around where he can keep watch over them. He shares a few other charming and not-so-charming quirks with my father (he goes from zero to over-reaction in 1.2 seconds, loves ice cream and anything chocolate, and whatever happens, it’s always because the other driver wasn’t paying attention), but I figure on the whole, I came out ahead in this game.

I hope and pray that one day our kids truly to realize how very lucky they were to have him. He has been the one steadfast and constant (if sometimes overbearing and annoying) force in their lives. It’s nice to see them starting to appreciate him now that they are adults.

Mostly, it’s fun to watch him morph from Daddy to Granddad. I was only eleven when my parents became grandparents for the first time. I swear they were body snatched, because they were not at all the same people with my nephews and nieces as they were with me. They were more like…my grandparents.

The circle of life has come our way. Now we’re the ones who do nothing but indulge. Discipline? Not our problem. Rules? At Granddad’s house? Not hardly. We’ve divvied the grandparenting duties between us. So far, I am in charge of cookies, hugs, and comfort, and Granddad handles playing and exploration. It works for us.

I married a guy just like my dad, and I have to say, it’s been a good thing. The pure pleasure he gets from even a few minutes with our grandson is a joy to behold.

So…behold:

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I think I chose pretty darn well!

 

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Weekend Writing Warrior – 6/21/15

More from my current WIP, Play Dates, the first book in what I hope will be a series featuring some hot single dads and the women who capture their hearts!

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“I can stay for a while tonight, but I’ll have to leave. I always pick Aiden up early.”

Okay, he was laying ground rules. Ground rules were good. She played it cool as her bra straps started a slow slide over her shoulders and down her arms. “That’s fine.”

There, that should do it. We can go for the wham-bam and call it a night, or we can go at it a little more. No pressure, no expectation. Well, almost no expectations.

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Thanks for reading! Let me know what you think, and be sure to check out all of my fellow Weekend Writing Warriors!

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Fangirl Fridays!

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Got a crush? It’s okay to spill it here. Fictional boyfriends battling it out for your affections in your dreams? Talk movies, TV shows, books, or even video games. Do tell! Anything goes on Fangirl Fridays!

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