Capturing Their Flame #coverreveal

I hope everyone is having a wonderful Wednesday. It's started out to be a great day. Well, today's post is going to be relatively short. So without further ado, I present to you the cover for Capturing Their Flame  Stone Passions 1.

Harris Channing did this cover and I love it!

 Naomi Hardin heads into gargoyle territory to see a play without a second thought.  She never expected to run into any gargoyles, much less two men who claim she’s their mate. She’s drawn to the two gargoyles, but will escape from them. Although they’re gorgeous, she has plans for her life and they don’t include biologically chosen mates.
Neil Conrad and Isaac Phillips are thrilled to discover their mate at a theater. Although she’s not happy, she’s trespassed into gargoyle territory and is fair game. They take her home to show her they belong together, but discover they’ve brought her right into the path of danger. Someone is targeting the gargoyle.
They must gain her trust and love while they learn to trust her as well, because they’ll need her help against some of the attacks coming at them. They’ll have to face the trouble coming for them in order to claim her love and begin their life together.

Scheduled to release on November 21

I'll keep you updated and post the pre-order link as soon as I have it!

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October update: Stone Passions and bullet journaling #amwriting

So I wanted to do an update.

First up, the really great news. I published this on my facebook page, but also wanted to do it here. I recently signed a contract with Siren Publishing for Capturing Their Flame: Stone Passions 1.

In Capturing Their Flame, two gargoyle males find their mate and bring her home. But danger has targeted the gargoyle and they'll have to protect her to keep her.

So the 1 on the end of that title. Yes, it means that it's a series right off the bat. I already have the second plotted out and ready to go.

I'm writing on Les right now and trying to get myself back in the flow. I've had a lull in productivity and am working on getting back to the routine that worked.

I'm revising Love's Bounty now. I need to do some world building for this story. As I wrote it, the focus changed and I need to flesh that out.

I'm still working on daily pages and mindful exercise.

I've also been trying a little planning and tracking in a bullet journal. I still track words and other things in excel. I heard about the bullet journal on one of the loops I'm on and decided to give it a try. At the moment, I'm not using anything other than a normal notebook I had lying around. There are some notebooks that some people recommend for it. Before I buy one, I wanted to make sure this was a good fit for me.

(I've tried several planning and organizing methods over the course of this year, trying to find something I like enough to keep doing. Some didn't last very long. Some I pushed myself to keep going on even when it caused me more time and effort than it saved to make sure that I give it a fair chance. One overwhelmed me and made everything I wanted to do seem more daunting than when I first started it.)

I'm still giving it time, but I do like it. I'm adding stuff to it to help it be more useful to me. Sort of a cross between bullet journal/writing notebook. And that's what I've been doing.

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The sweetest words and update #amwriting

I typed those sweet words on Fiery Bliss earlier. It's a wonderful feeling. (Still not sure about that title. I don't think it suits, but I'm putting off changing it until I get into the revisions. I'll give more thought to the themes, the characters, and action and work out what does fit with that story.) I'll put it aside and revisit it as soon as I can.

It will be a little while before I actually say hello to the characters in the stone Passions 2 story. For the next few days, I'll probably work exclusively on Leslie. The plot for that story is done, but there are some things I want to work on in the notebook before I get into the story. I have some handwritten notes that I haven't transferred over yet. Those need to make it in before the kitty who rips paper decides those look yummy and in need of a big hole in them.

A Cougar's Mates (Leslie's Story) is moving along. Most of the scenes haven't given me any problem at all, but you know there has to be one or two to throw a kink in the works.

I still haven't received an inkling about who should be after Leslie other than Penny, so I'm plotting out her book. Shonna and Dixie have been very quiet about their mates. Well, I do think I know one of Dixie's mates, but he isn't even in the city yet. She hasn't met him. He won't make an appearance until the next book if the characters behave.

I'm also trying to decide which witch to work on next in the Moon Witch stories and trying to discover which man will soon meet his match. I know which one deserves this chance, not only at love, but at a little payback for what was done to her.  I'll have to do some more digging and thinking about which sister to choose and her man.

Aside from the revisions, that's almost all that's going on at the moment. More on what else is in the works in a later post

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First Excerpt: A Cougar's Mates (WIP) #amwriting

Today, I'd like to share an excerpt of A Cougar's Mates. I'm still writing this story. This is about one thousand words from Chapter One. I hope you enjoy!

Leslie tossed back her drink and looked around the bar. The Wild Beat was rocking tonight and packed with cougar females. That was because she’d set up a plan. She couldn’t avoid the Chief forever. His brothers were home now or they would be soon. She wasn’t sure.

They added to the factor of possibly running into one of them when she was out. She did not want to run into one of them and go to their home to find it smelling like another woman. She felt possessive of them and because she’d caught John’s scent, her body had kicked into high gear.

She was pumping out pheromones, but luckily, they didn’t affect every male. They’d only heighten the arousal of her mates as theirs would for hers. Although other shifters around her would realize something was different about her.

In the last week, she hadn’t been comfortable. Not just because everything within her pushed her to go find her mate. No, she’d worried she might run into John every time she left her house. She knew he didn’t do traffic patrol much, but he had been known to take a shift. She hadn’t been able to enjoy driving within the city since she’d caught the man’s scent.

She wanted him to realize he didn’t need to look for a mate, that he had a mate and she was right here in the town. There was nothing to slow a male cat’s roll like realizing he had a mate. On the other hand, she didn’t want the man to realize who exactly that mate was yet. She was still pissed about the almost daily turnover of lovers in his bed. So she’d enlisted the help of almost every cougar female she knew.

Chloe’s mates came by to see her almost every girls’ night they had. Today, Logan would definitely be by to see her. He’d worked nights last week and had just started the morning shift. So he hadn’t seen her all day. He’d come by just to see her and then he’d join Jason and the others at another bar. Leslie hoped John would be able to catch her scent off Logan, because she planned to make sure he had the scent of other cougar females on him as well.

“So, plan Man whore Take-down is in full swing?” Chloe met Leslie’s eyes.

Chloe was resplendent in a green and black top and a black skirt tonight. She looked good with her red hair falling down her back. The slight frown when she thought no one was looking did concern Les, as did the tightness in her shoulders and jaw.

There was something going on with that girl. Well, other than the whole trying to get pregnant thing and having enough sex to make every woman around her jealous. She wasn’t pregnant yet and last week, she’d been upset about that. But she’d seemed to have calmed down about that by the end of the conversation with them. So why was she tense and quiet tonight?

“Yeah, with luck and your big man’s unknowing cooperation, the big manwhore will realize he has a mate, but not know who the hell she is. I’ve got a few friends here and they’ll come into contact with Logan as he comes over here and as he leaves.” Les smiled at the thought. She’d like him to feel something close to the frustration she’d felt over the last weeks. She adjusted the position of the straps on her sleeveless violet top.

“You’re lucky I like you or I might get a little upset about the thought of other women touching my Logan.” Chloe narrowed her eyes on Leslie. “Anyone else suggests allowing women to bump into him and rub against him and I might have to bounce them across the parking lot. The only thing saving them is the fact that I know they’re doing it to help you leash that tomcat.”

“Thank you for being so cooperative.” Leslie smiled. “I can assure you that they don’t have any designs on your man, even if he is gorgeous, and are doing it only because I’m their friend.”

“Have you heard anything from said gorgeous man?” Shonna asked.

“Not—” Chloe’s voice cut off as her text tone cut through the lull of noise between songs. “Well, this is from him. He says he’ll be here in about five minutes and he’d like a big kiss since a quickie in the back room is out of the question.”

“More information than I ever needed to know about that.” Dixie scowled at Chloe.

“Maybe I should feel sorry about tormenting you, but I don’t. Mainly because you revel in doing the same to me.” Chloe grinned and took a long drink of her nonalcoholic cocktail. Wild Beats had become inventive with their offerings in that variety since Chloe had decided to get pregnant.

“Yeah, enjoy it, girlfriend, because I will be getting you back.” Dixie folded her arms across her chest.

“Will you?” Shonna glanced to Dixie. “You know you haven’t found your mates yet. There’s still the anxiety and issues that come with doing that. I’m sure she’ll enjoy watching you go through that the same as you did her.”

“And you’re in the same boat. You haven’t found your man.” Dixie turned glare at Shonna.

“Yeah, but I’ll only have to deal with one. Much easier and fewer issues.” Shonna chuckled. “I totally don’t envy you bears and cats that part.”

Two people stopped by the table. Les turned her head and smiled widely. She’d hoped the black-haired woman would stop by. She didn’t recognize the human woman beside her, but that wasn’t a surprise. She normally saw Maggie when they were at Pride functions.

“Everyone, I’d like to introduce Magdalena Black. She’s the sister to our illustrious alpha cat.” Leslie glanced over at her friends. “And she’s a good friend. I’ve known her since we were both kits in the same child care center.”

The others said hello, but Les saw them glance to the woman with Maggie.

“Hi, you can call me, Maggie. Almost everyone does. This is my friend, Penelope Steele. She goes by Penny though. This girl helped me get through college calculus.” Maggie gestured to the woman at her side.

Penny said hello. “Hi, I hope you don’t mind me being here. When Maggie told me what was up with the calling together of the cougar females, I had to meet you. A couple of my friends got hit by the John Dark sex them and kick them to the curb train. They totally weren’t expecting one night and then nothing more.”

“You have some experience with male cats?” Leslie tilted her head. The girl didn’t strike her as the type of woman who chased shifters for sex.

“Ah, no, Maggie clued me in early about shifters only getting serious with their mates. I’ve never been one for casual sex so if someone showed interest, I didn’t give them any encouragement. From what I know of mating, I was pretty sure that they’d let me know if they were my mate.” Penny smiled.

“Yeah, they would, but until they meet that woman, a good portion of shifter males are man whores.” Les shook her head.

“And afterward, they’re just stupid.” Maggie slid a glance at her friend.

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Guest #CoverReveal! Gethyon by Pippa Jay #sfrb #scifi

I'd like to welcome Pippa Jay to the blog today! She's revealing the cover to her latest book, Gethyon.
Read on to get a taste of her latest Science fiction adventure.

Abandoned. Hunted. Out of control.

Gethyon Rees had always felt at odds with the universe, and hoped for an escape among the stars. But discovering he has the ability to cross time and space with just a thought brings more problems than it solves: a deadly bounty hunter who can follow him anywhere, the unwelcome return of Tarquin Secker—the mother who abandoned him—and an ancient darkness that seeks him and all those with his talents.

When an unforgivable act sets him on the run, it’ll take more than his unearthly powers to save his skin and the lives of those he cares about. It’ll take a sacrifice he never expected to have to make.

A science fiction adventure novel previously published by BURST (Champagne Books), and part of the Travellers Universe. A 2014 SFR Galaxy Award Winner for Most Awesome Psychic Talent and a 2015 EPIC eBook Awards finalist in the Science Fiction category. Also now includes the SF short story The Bones of the Sea.

“With colorful worlds full of nuance and dimension, characters that walk off the page, and themes that anyone who has been either parent or child can relate to.” J.C. Cassels, author of The Black Wing Chronicles series

“This fast-paced, gripping ride zips through time and space, love and loss, rebellion and acceptance.” Anna McLain, SFR Galaxy Award judge

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As they topped the cliffs above the beach, Callon squealed, and Gethyon veered sharply from the boulders blocking their path. His fingers trembled in the steering gear, and the bike responded by swerving from side to side, his blurred vision bringing them too close to the cliff edge. He clicked on the automatics to steady their flight, and the bike settled.

Moonlight gave him a path to follow, but he switched on the night guidance systems anyway. Bright lines of color covered the central panel, projecting a screen before his eyes. Holographic images overlaid reality and highlighted the safe path ahead, but the lines shifted and broke. Gethyon blinked and shook his head, trying to clear it. How many times had Dephon hit him? Did he have a concussion? Every movement sent pain lancing through his skull, and he struggled to keep his focus. Could he make it home?

The bike jolted hard beneath them as though it had struck something. Callon screamed as Gethyon fought to right the craft, but another impact set them careering perilously close to the cliff edge.

He yanked the trilobyke toward safety, and straight into a collision with another modified bike. Both engines screamed as his opponent kept his bike abreast of Gethyon’s, the rider leaning hard into them. Gethyon drove his fingers deep into his controls to jerk his bike forward with a burst of acceleration, and the attacking craft dropped back. With a swift glance over his shoulder, he turned right, away from the cliffs, darting across the path of the slower craft as they left it behind.

A shape zoomed into view to his left, and he spared it a quick glance. Tyos, his augmented glider faster than Gethyon’s but lighter in frame, closed in on them and hovered inches from the rear vanes. To his right, another heavier trilobyke moved in alongside and nudged them.

“Land!” the rider of the trilobyke yelled at him.

Gethyon stared at him, and recognized the face under the clear visor even if he couldn’t put a name to it: another of Dephon’s companions. Did they really think he would do it? Or that they could force him to obey? They’d more likely kill him and Callon in the process. Were they insane, or just too drunk on alcohol and adrenaline to consider the consequences?

As if in answer, the heavier bike smashed against them, pushing them back toward the precipice. He forced his craft steady, but Tyos rammed into the rear vanes and they careened toward the cliff. Red lights pulsed from the console and a piercing alarm rose, drowning even Callon’s shrieks. He yanked back on the grips to brake, to at least slow their mad plunge, but the collision had sheared off a braking vane and they plummeted over the edge.


After spending twelve years working as an Analytical Chemist in a Metals and Minerals laboratory, Pippa Jay is now a stay-at-home mum who writes scifi and the supernatural. Somewhere along the way a touch of romance crept into her work and refused to leave. In between torturing her plethora of characters, she spends the odd free moment playing guitar very badly, punishing herself with freestyle street dance, and studying the Dark Side of the Force. Although happily settled in the historical town of Colchester in the UK with her husband of 22 years and three little monsters, she continues to roam the rest of the Universe in her head.

Pippa Jay is a dedicated member of the Science Fiction Romance Brigade, and Broad Universe, blogging at Spacefreighters Lounge, Adventures in Scifi, and Romancing the Genres. Her works include YA and adult stories crossing a multitude of subgenres from scifi to the paranormal, often with romance, and she’s one of eight authors included in a science fiction romance anthology—Tales from the SFR Brigade. She’s also a double SFR Galaxy Award winner, been a finalist in the Heart of Denver RWA Aspen Gold Contest (3rd place), the 2015 EPIC eBook awards, the 2015 RWA LERA Rebecca (2nd place), and the GCC RWA Silken Sands Star Awards (2nd place).

You can stalk her at her website, or at her blog, but without doubt her favorite place to hang around and chat is on Twitter as @pippajaygreen.

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