This Years Holiday Strippers

Why be nice, when naughty is so much fun

 

This year’s Holiday Stripper stories can be found in these exciting holiday-themed anthologies:

A Very Cryptid Christmas

This holiday season it’s nice to be naughty. We’ve got some tales that are truly bawdy. In the coldest months of the year, the hottest cryptids come with holiday cheer.

Monsters aren’t just for Halloween.

https://books2read.com/u/bQPvJd

Coming October 18th

 

Christmas Wishes and New Year’s Kisses

Christmas Wishes & New Year’s Kisses: a wonderfully festive collection of holiday-themed novellas and short stories from some of the world’s most loved indie authors⁠

https://geni.us/ChristmasWishes2022

Coming November 1st

 

Shifter Christmas Howlidays: A Paranormal Romance Anthology

Join USA Today Bestselling & Award-winning authors as we come together to celebrate the Howlidays with steamy Shifter Christmas stories just for you.

Lions, Tigers, Dragons, Bears, Wolves, and more await you in this collection of holiday paranormal romance and urban fantasy tales.

Naughty or nice, escape between the pages and get swept away with the new book boyfriends waiting under the tree.

Stories guaranteed to jingle your bells.

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0B3GZ2126

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Coming December 1st

An Improper Derailment: Chapter 23

Where Mary gets a big stick
limestone pillar formation near Castle Rock in a prairie of western Kansas 
Catch up with Chapter 22…

Start the series from the beginning…

When we last left Mary, Mary was pouting as Mary is want to do.

She spent the next several days pouting as she realized that the men in her life had done nothing but make her miserable and that the man she would want to stay with, wanted nothing but a paycheck.

The prairie grasses gave way to more rugged terrain.

“This is where I leave you,” Hanska announced. “Kim much prefers to wade through the grass than she does to wade through rocks. Plus, this is not the territory of my friends. I would not be welcome here.”

“Would we be welcome?” Mary asked.

“We’ll be safe enough,” Marshall said. “It was good to see you, my friend.”

They grabbed each other’s arms and then embraced.

Mary embraced Hanska. “Thank you, my friend. I have learned so much and I will miss you.”

She hardly knew who she was, embracing a man to who she wasn’t related to. Embracing a man who her entire life she had been fed stories of fierce warriors and noble savages. He was noble, he was fierce, and he was kinder and more generous than others she knew who thought themselves to be better men. They were not. Mary was convinced, Mr. Hanska was the better.

She rubbed she patted Kim on the flank. She couldn’t quite bring herself to embrace the sauran. But Kim too had also changed her perceptions of the world around her.

Marshall handed her her coat. “You’ve got to carry your own things now. We no longer have a beast of burden to accompany us.”

“I thought that’s what you were,” she smirked up at him.

Marshall chuckled deep in his gut. It was the kind of sound that Mary could grow to love.

Mary kept her complaints to herself as they trekked through the even terrain. Marshall found a small branch that he used as a walking stick.

After watching Marshall with the staff her day she finally questioned him. “Why do you have a large walking stick? You are hardly a feeble old man.”

“This isn’t just a walking stick. It’s going to be a handy club if needed.”

“Why on earth would you need a cudgel?”

“For the wild animals out here.”

“But we haven’t seen any. Why would you need a cudgel to protect us from any wild animals? What do you expect to be out here?”

“We haven’t seen anything because we were traveling with a sizable saraun,” Marshall started. “Big cats, wolves, foxes. There are all kinds of predators out here that think we look a lot like lunch.”

“Oh! Should I have a big stick too?” Mary scurried in close behind Marshall, not wanting one of the aforementioned predators to think she was an easy meal. “

“It wouldn’t do you no harm.”

“And how does one pick a stick?” Mary asked as she started to look at the ground they were walking over.

“You just start picking them up and you’ll find one that feels right.”

“I don’t know if I can do this.” She let he hands fall uselessly to her sides. Every time she turned around she was overcome with the enormity of their situation.

“Miss Mary, you have learned to trap and cook a rabbit. If there’s anybody who can do this. It’s going to be you.”

“I think you have more faith in my abilities than I do than I do myself.”

Marshall stopped and turned to look at her. “Mary, you’ve been leading the life of a lady but now it’s time to learn to live a life on the land. And you’ve been doing a fine job of it. You’ve done much more than I anticipated.”

She could hardly believe her ears. Marshall was paying her a legitimate compliment. She dabbed at tears that suddenly formed in her eyes. She knew exactly why his simple compliment was causing a surge of emotion in her breast. He was the first man to ever think her capable of doing anything.

Marshall turned from her. Ignoring her sudden display of tears. “Come on, Mary don’t dawdle. You see those ridges up there?” Marshall pointed out into the distance. “We need to make them by nightfall so so I need you to pick up your pace. We need to go a little faster.”

“But my stick?”

“If we find one, we find one. You’ll be fine without it. What won’t be fine is if we don’t make it. We should be able to find some caves or at least a canyon wall to shelter up against.”

“But we’ve been sleeping in the—” she cut herself off. “We’ve been sleeping in the open with Kim. And Kim scares off the beasts, the little beasties that would want to eat us.”

“Precisely.”

It was hard walking in the hot sun somewhere along the way, Marshall stooped to pick up a nice hefty branch and handed it to Mary.

It was a decent walking stick a little on the big side, which was probably important if it also needed to serve her as a potential weapon.

The sunset, just as the terrain changed yet again. And cliff walls began to form around them. The sounds of nature changed from the random buzzes of bugs and chirps of birds to a mournful lowing sound that carried on the wind.

“That’s probably a herd of cattle over yonder,” Marshal pointed somewhere vaguely North. “We don’t have to worry about cows. And if there are cows close by, we may not have to worry too much about predators.”

“Maybe they’ll go after the cows instead?” Mary asked.

“Exactly. What I’m concerned with is…” he paused and held his finger up. There was a chittering sound. He raised his eyebrows nodded and pointed at Mary. “That. That’s the sound we have to be aware of.”

“And what is that?” Mary asked.

“Well,” Marshall hemmed and hawed, drawing out his answer. “You’re not gonna like this.”

Find out in the next installment what it is that Mary is not going to like.

©2022 Lulu M Sylvian

Berserker Boys Wolf now available in Shifters Ever After

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Join this Fantastic Book Club

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Join LoveBite Book’s free book club and we’ll send this month’s book from your preferred category(ies) to you right away. Plus, we’ll send you a new book every month from a new author! Don’t worry, we only send emails for each category with the link to download the book, author spotlight, exclusive giveaways, and updates from the featured authors. That’s it. Can you really say no to this chance to read shifters, vampires, witches, and aliens ready to keep you warm all night long?
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Merciless Few MC Anthology

New release

NEW RELEASE!

MERCILESS FEW MC ANTHOLOGY

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𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘉𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘈𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘊𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘈𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘉.𝘈.𝘊.𝘈.

Get your knees in the breeze and ride along with the Merciless Few MC!

One Club.

Fifteen Chapters.

Give no quarter.

Show no mercy.

We are the Merciless Few MC, an outlaw club hell-bent on saving those good souls tormented and abused using any means necessary. When you ride with the men of the Merciless Few, loyalty and respect are earned. But will love open their hearts or break them? Join our chapters as we take you on a thrill ride you’ll never forget.

Fifteen talented authors have joined together to write their own unique stories about a brotherhood of alpha bad boy bikers! 

All proceeds from this anthology are going to Bikers Against Child Abuse B.A.C.A.

Authors: Aleisha Maree, April Lynn Baker, Carson Mackenzie, Emily Rose,

Isla Cross, JA Lafrance, Linny Lawless, Lila Grey, Nathan Kingsly, 

Roux Cantrell, Rowan St. George, S. Courtney, Shannon Heighton Hicks, 

Sunny Mawson, W.A. Marlow

 

Immortal Legacies: Author Interview with Silvana Sanchez

Immortal Legacies
A Paranormal Romance & Urban Fantasy Vampire Anthology

The Prince of Twilight by Silvana G. Sánchez

How I went from slaughtering chickens to beheading vampires 
and ruling them all.

I’m a vampire, but no ordinary one. After all, the Prince of Twilight is a title not easily earned.
No one is who they seem, at least not in my hometown, Mexico City. We have witches and monsters galore walking among us.
Who was to say I’d become one of them?
The Prince of Twilight is a fun fast-paced action-packed adventure that takes place in the heart of Mexico City. When vampires break into the lives of Beatriz and Demián, orphan siblings who live in La Condesa, a world of magic opens before their eyes. Before they even realize it, they’re trapped in a whirlwind of dark magic, curses, and monsters.
Will they survive to the most horrible weekend of their lives? 
 

Keep reading for Silvana’s interview, and an exciting excerpt from Prince of Twilight

 

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Interview with Silvana Sanchez

USA TODAY bestselling author, Silvana G. Sánchez writes monsters with a heart of gold, villains who are the heroes of their own stories. 

She lives in Mexico City with her husband Eric, twins Iker (†)  and David, and two Shih-Tzu puppies she lovingly calls her dragons, Wookie and Padme. When not cutting eyes open in her practice as an Ophthalmologist, she’s known to write dark fantasy novels in her writing den. You can find her lurking on her Facebook page and the Reader’s Den, her reader’s group, and on TikTok. Stop by to say hello. She doesn’t bite—not always, anyway.

Q: How long have you been a writer and how did you come to writing?
I started taking writing seriously when I was 9. I submitted a short story to a state contest and won first prize. That got me published for the first time, and I was swept in a blur of TV interviews and such. My passion for writing only grew since then.

Q: What currently compels you to write?
I have so many stories to tell. That, and my readers. They’re the absolute best!

Q: Where do your characters come from?
They come from the world that lives and breathes in my head. Sometimes, I’m inspired by specific people who’ve made an impact in my life.

Q: Who is a favorite character that you’ve written?
Demián from The Prince of Twilight is a little heartbreaker, definitely! And I’ll always have a special place in my heart for Ivan Lockhart, my first antihero. My favorite villains are Gavriil Alexeev and Alisa Lockhart from the Unnatural Brethren series.

Q: What’s coming next for your readers?
My dark fairytale retelling series Cursed Kingdoms comes out 2022. The first book Ash and Snow goes up on preorder starting January!

Excerpt from Prince of Twilight

I give her a stern look. “One ring to rule them all,” I mock in a low-pitched voice, but I crack a smile as my impression of Gandalf the Grey is far from polished.
Melissa bursts into laughter. She leans against me, and I wrap her with an arm in a warm embrace. The fact that I’m able to get that much joy out of her in a moment like this pulls a broader smile out of me.
The metro makes the last stop at Bellas Artes. As soon as the metal doors slide open, the metal monster spits us out into a sea of people. We find each other near the exit, making the climb upstairs on our way out of the station.
It’s a ten-minute walk across La Alameda, then a few more blocks down Independencia avenue until we arrive at the old theatre.
Doves sprint into flight as we reach street level. The symphony of murmurs, laughter, and singing mingles with the sweetness of an organillo playing Las Golondrinas. It’s a cloudy day, and even though it’s noon, the light is dim. It might rain at any moment. But one can hardly expect different weather in the middle of April.
“Let’s stop for a while over there.” I point at a spot in the Alameda, where vendors and demonstrators tangle in a colorful landscape of plants, artesanías, and bright planks of cardboard and fabrics inked with peaceful claims of protest.
We gather under the shade of a jacaranda tree. The kids drop their backpacks to the floor. “Let’s check out our weaponry,” I say, half cynical, half in dread. “Miguel, what did you bring?”
The boy opens his backpack, exposing a pair of holy crucifixes, two flasks of holy water, and a bag of salt. It’s Xóchitl’s stuff. “Is that the exorcised salt?” I ask. Miguel nods swiftly. “Do you guys know how to use these things?”

 

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Immortal Legacies

Embrace the dark. Dare to take a nibble and depart from the mundane.

Join bestselling and award-winning authors as they cross the threshold into worlds filled with mouth-watering creatures of the night. Packed with desire and passion, these drool-worthy vampires are determined to capture the hearts of their fated mates.

Give in to your cravings with Immortal Legacies. One bite could change your life.