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 Highland Burn

SERIES – Book one Guardians of Scotland

AUTHOR – Victoria Zak

GENRE – Scottish medieval paranormal romance (shifters)


LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – 186

PUBLISHER – Victoria Zak

COVER ARTIST – Z creations


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About the Book

Will Love’s Flame Quench the Dragon’s Fire? …

The past never stays in the past, it rears its ugly head eventually. James the Black Douglas knows this all too well. With a past that has left him vengeful and his dragon blood thirsty, his reputation as a ruthless warrior haunts his enemies in their sleep. As his allegiance stands with Robert Bruce, the King of Scotland, he must now repay a debt to the king and agrees to marry his daughter, Abigale Bruce. The problem is he doesn’t want a wife. When flames start to burn out of control between him and the auburn-haired lass, he must decide to either kindle the flames of passion or shelter her from the truth and set her free.

It’s What Shines in the Dark That Brings Forth Your True Light…

Determined to keep his daughter safe and out of the hands of the English, Robert hides Abigale behind the safe walls of a nunnery. After eight long years of living her life in seclusion, Abigale is finally set free. But her new found freedom comes to an abrupt halt when she learns of her betrothal to the infamous Bogeyman – James the Black Douglas. She soon finds herself falling in love with the uncontainable and haunted man. Is her love enough to soften his hardened heart?

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Chapter one

“Fergus, the water is verra refreshing. Why don’t ye join me?”

The white stallion inhaled deeply then snorted, as he ate from a patch of lush green grass.

“Well, ye dinnae have to be rude about it.”

Long white hair with streaks of gray fell over his muscled neck as the fine steed shook his head and stomped his hoof. He pulled on a blade of grass, indicating that he was perfectly content grazing near the loch’s edge.

A slight giggle escaped her mouth as she splashed at her horse.

Abigale Bruce had ridden hard and fast through the glen most of the morn. Since her father’s recent successful victory over the English at the battle of Bannockburn, Abigale had been freed from the nunnery. Her excitement of finally being able to explore her new-found freedom was too much to hold back as she charged through the forest. Now she rewarded Fergus with a patch of grass while she cooled off in the loch. Oh how she cherished these moments; they were few and far between.

Eight long years at Dunfermline Abbey wasn’t the ideal place to grow up, but she had no choice in the matter. Her father, Robert the Bruce, King of Scotland, had placed her there in order to keep her safe from his enemy, the English. Throughout her time at the Abbey, King Edward, the King of England, had gotten close to capturing her a few times, but the small secretive community of nuns had held true to their oath and kept her hidden well.

Unhappy about the newly crowned King of Scotland, the English had captured Abigale’s step-mother, half-sister, and her two aunts, and had also beheaded three of her uncles. Humiliated, held prisoner behind iron bars of a bird cage, and hung from the Tower of London had been the women’s fate. Even though her freedom was taken away, Abigale knew it was nothing compared to what they had endured.

Abigale’s trouble had started as soon as she walked through the gates of the abbey. Robert Bruce had given Dunfermline Abbey a generous contribution to repair part of the church that had been attacked by King Edward. In return he requested that Abbot Benard take his daughter in and protect her. With such a gracious amount of coin given, the Abbot could not refuse. Therefore Abigale, at the wee age of ten, had been left at the abbey and placed in the cruel hands of Abbess Margaret.

Since Abbess Margaret was in charge of twelve nuns, she declared she had not the time to look after the wee brat, so she left Sister Kate in charge of Abigale. Abbess Margaret was a beautiful middle-aged woman with short, raven hair, and possessed the ability to inflict the cruelest of punishments. She watched and waited for Abigale to slip up so she could take pleasure in punishing her. Abigale knew why the woman hated her; she was jealous and thought it unfair that she had special treatment just because she was the king’s daughter.

Abigale was afforded a few exceptions to the rules. Because of her lack of interest in taking the vow to become a nun, she didn’t have to cut her hair like the other sisters. Furthermore, she could marry, and own property. Although there was one rule that had to be followed; she had to be obedient. And Abbess Margaret took great pride in punishing a disobedient Abigale. Sending Abigale on a daily pee pot cleaning always seemed to make the corners of her thin lips twitch. “Ye’re no princess, a bastart child who her own father has abandoned.”

After a few missed visits from her father and daily tongue lashings from Abbess Margaret, Abigale started to feel pushed aside and abandoned, yet her spirit held firm.

Sister Kate had kept a watchful eye on Abigale, keeping her work-load full so she would stay out of trouble, but trouble seemed to follow her wherever she went as if she was born into it. Abbey life wasn’t the life for her. She grew to hate the prayer bells, for they rang eight times during the day starting at the wee hours of night. The blasted bell would ring either when she was sound asleep or assisting a monk in surgery. More times than not she was late to prayer and being tardy was frowned upon. The consequences were harsh, in fact they were harsher than falling asleep during worship. Abigale knew this all too well; she had fallen asleep in a choir stall one night. Sister Kate had been the circator that night, pacing up and down the aisle as she shined her bright cresset lamp into the stalls checking if anyone had fallen asleep. A sharp point with a stick to her ribcage had woken Abigale up quickly. Of course she got a rap on the legs for that one. Thank God it was Sister Kate, for she showed her mercy.

Now that she was home, her father was more than ever adamant about keeping his family safe. He vowed to never allow another Bruce woman to be captured by the filthy Sassenach. Just as Abigale thought she’d regained her freedom, here she was once again with it ripped away from her by an arranged marriage to her father’s first in command. Who better to protect her than the Bogeyman himself?

Trepidation crept over her, sending a shiver through her body as she thought about the man her father had arranged for her betrothal. “The Black Douglas,” she thought. A man with a reputation that would make the Devil himself shudder with fear. A ruthless warrior who had fought in many battles with her father. The English feared him terribly, making up nursery rhymes warning their wee bairns to “hush before the Black Douglas will get ye”. She’d never met the man before, but the deal was done. Her father had arranged the marriage and Abigale was to abide by his orders.

Abigale turned to Fergus who was chewing on a blade of grass. “At least ye don’t have to marry the Bogeyman.” She shuddered. Saying it out loud made it all too real.

For a moment she wondered just what the Black Douglas would look like. Could her father be so cruel as to wed her to an evil, battle-worn old man? Nay, who could possibly be scared of an old man? Then again, a warrior’s reputation lived on even after death. Or mayhap he really was a monster of some sort, a mythical creature of the night that lurked under your bed waiting to nip at your heels. Abigale was letting her imagination get the best of her. Shaking those thoughts from her head she dipped down into the coolness of the loch, washing away every bit of worry. Today was her day and she was going to enjoy the peace that the loch gave her before it was taken away from her.

Coming back up she lay her body out flat to float on top of the water’s surface. Her light linen shift clung to her petite body, long dark auburn hair spread out and floated with the ripples of the water. Closing her eyes, she opened her arms out wide allowing her fears to fall from her body and sink to the bottom of the loch.

A snapping of twigs alerted Abigale that she wasn’t alone. Quickly she dipped her body down into the water to hide from what was lurking in the woods. Panic pricked up her spine as she searched the glen’s wooded edge for some kind of movement. Nothing… no movement at all. It must be a small animal frolicking through the thicket. Another snap. This time it sounded too close and too loud to be a small animal.

Abigale turned and faced Fergus.

Ears pointing in the direction of the snapping sound, Fergus let out a gut deep neigh.

“Ye heard that too?” she whispered, trying not to draw attention to herself. Abigale slowly moved toward the water’s edge, not making a sound. The last thing she needed was to be attacked by a wild animal or worst yet… a rogue Highlander.

Dripping wet and cold, Abigale stepped out of the water and headed straight for the huge boulder covered in green moss where her dress and her dirk lay. If instincts had taught her anything, it was to never let your guard down and never leave home without your dirk.

A third snap sounded like it came from behind her and way too close. Taking a steady breath, she grabbed her dirk and spun around to meet her attacker face to face. Lunging the blade forward she pointed it at his throat, the tip inches away from piercing it.

“Och lass, I will no hurt ye.” A massive six-foot-four man with vibrant amber eyes stood before her with his hands up in surrender.

Abigale arched a dark brow over deep blue eyes. “How do I know I can trust ye?”

“I have no weapons on me… frisk me if ye dinnae believe me.” With a sly grin he turned around with his arms in the air inviting her eyes to gaze upon every inch of his muscular body.

Abigale took him up on his offer, for she could not will her eyes off him if she tried. Following his every move, her body became alive. Her hands began to itch as she thought about running them down the corded muscles that lined his abdomen. Hulking arms shimmered in the sunrays as if they had been kissed by the sun and she wondered how his arms would feel wrapped around her body. As he turned around, long black hair hung over his big broad shoulders and stopped at his shoulder blades. His lower back tapered in to a firm backside which was covered in a black and gray plaid. Funny… she had a sudden urge to squeeze his buttocks. God could not have forged a more perfect man, she thought.

Being ten-and-eight, innocent, and sheltered behind the walls of the nunnery, she hadn’t had much of a chance to explore the ways of men. In fact if she wasn’t praying, she was in the infirmary mending men severely wounded from battle, or ill. Sister Kate’s nagging voice reminded her that “Ye only have room for one man in yer heart and He would never steer ye wrong.” Only if Sister Kate could see this man standing before her now, even she would blush.

“Ye should no be sneaking up on me like that.” Abigale lowered the dirk, but still kept her grip tight.

The alluring man crossed his massive arms in front of his bare chest. “I was taking a rest while out riding when I saw ye over here. Ye know a bonny young lass like yerself should no be oot alone without an escort.”

“I can take care of myself just fine.”

“Aye, I can see that.” He rubbed his throat.

She stood shivering from the cold or mayhap from the intensity of his gaze; she needed to retrieve her clothes before she caught her death. Then she remembered that she was wearing a thin shift. Surely he could see right through to her naked body? Quickly with her free hand she tried to cover her breasts and still have some dignity. “Would ye kindly turn around now so I can dress?” She motioned with the dirk for him to turn around.

He turned, giving her privacy to dress. “That’s a fine horse ye have there,” he said over his shoulder.

Abigale finished dressing and began to smooth the wrinkles out from her dress with her hands. “That’s Fergus, he’s a gift from my da. A true warhorse.”

Of the few times her father had come to visit her at the abbey, and there were only a few, she remembered the day when he had brought Fergus to her as a gift. A gift perhaps but more like a peace offering for being absent for over a year. Abigale forgave her father, and the white charger quickly became more than a horse, he was a friend.

“Ye may turn around now.” As Abigale glanced up, her heart skipped a beat as amber eyes pierced her, sending a rush of heat through her body. She licked her lips and struggled to swallow past a dry throat. How could this man, who she had never met before, make her hunger for something that she had not yet had? Feeling uneasy, she broke their stare and quickly searched for her shoes.

“Are ye a Highlander?” What kind of a question was that? Of course he was a Highlander… that was a plaid he wore. Way to go, Abigale Bruce, he must think I’m a real dunderhead.

“Why do ye ask?”

“That is a plaid ye wear? “Abigale leaned against the boulder and bent down to slip her shoes on.”


“Then ye must be a Highlander.”

Indeed the ways of Highlanders were much different from the English-influenced ways of lowland men like her father. Still both parties had fought for Scotland until the crown and riches were in their grasp. Some would say that greed was the root of all evil. Abigale thought differently. The crown was the root of all evil. Men fought for it, killed for it, and sold their souls for a taste of the crown and the power it held. The crown grew evil in men and she knew that all too well because it was her father’s own greed for the crown that left her abandoned at the abbey.

The unsettled nature of Scotland had left Abigale hardened. She’d seen firsthand the aftermath of battles fought; mended wounds, prayed over dead bodies, and even buried the dead. The nunnery where she grew up would set up tents to aid those wounded in battle. Abigale would assist in surgery and her passion grew for healing the sick and mending wounds. Life was to be valued, not destroyed.

In a way she blamed Lady Scotland for her misfortunes. Her father’s growing need to fight for Scotland had caused her to stay hidden, conceal her true identity, and grow up without a family. Her whole family had been affected by the battles fought for Scotland and the greed of claiming the crown. Though it was true she had long forgiven the Lady; she could not forget.

The Highlander seemed far away in thought, because he took a while to answer. “Some would say I’m a Highlander.” He approached Abigale. “May I?” The beautiful stranger reached for a piece of hair that was stuck to her face and tucked it behind her ear. He brushed a callused finger down her cheek to her slender neck leaving a fiery path trailing behind.

He held her stare and captivated her to the point that she could not form a coherent thought. Her body was no longer hers to control, her heart dropped, and desire pooled in her core setting her body on fire. This Highlander was so close to her she could feel his breath on her skin, she could smell his masculine scent and soon she wanted to taste his lips.

The mysterious man lowered his head, cupped his hand behind her neck, and pulled her close to him to claim her lips. Abigale drew in a deep breath in anticipation when suddenly a nudge from behind broke her trance. She turned to find Fergus.

“Fergus!” she scolded. “What’s gotten into ye?”

Another nudge by a wet gray muzzle almost sent Abigale to the ground until strong arms caught her around the waist. “I got ye lass,” he whispered in her ear.

For some odd reason the deep rich tone of his voice soothed her. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and leaned back against the warmth of his body. Wait… what was she doing? Abigale Bruce, you are to be married.

Quickly she slipped away from his hold and began to gather up the leather reins. “I should be getting back.” Observing the stallion’s actions, it was clear to Abigale that Fergus did not approve of the stranger.

Jumping up on the back of Fergus, she turned to face the Highlander. The man rubbed the back of his neck as if he was thanking the white horse for saving his arse from making a huge mistake.

She dared one last look at him before she rode off into the glen back to her father’s castle where she would prepare for travel to Castle Douglas and marry the Bogeyman. Her eyes roamed his massive body sketching everything about him to memory; his striking amber eyes, strong masculine jaw line, and the way his eyes strayed over her body. She did not want to forget this man.

If only she did not have to go. Mayhap she could run away with this beautiful man and avoid being married to a monster. Deep down, she was drawn to this mysteriously intriguing, charming and pure male Highlander. He made her think that for once she could be in control of her life and make her own decisions. In a way she envied his freedom. It did not seem fair that she had to marry a man who her father wanted her to marry. Shouldnae one marry for love? But then again, he was a stranger… a mystery. Before she ran away with fantasies she knew better than to think of, she squeezed her legs, sending Fergus into a run. She had to marry the Bogeyman.


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A little about the AUTHOR 

Victoria Zak lives in the sunshine state with her husband, two beautiful children, and three furry friends. Before having kids, Victoria spent fifteen years in the veterinary business and volunteered in pet rescue.

“One of my most rewarding jobs was finding unwanted animals their forever homes.”

A writing career was the last item listed on her bucket list, until she discovered that she wanted to put her stories on paper and breathe life into her characters. Her love for Scotland, curiosity of history, and passion for romance has inspired her to write her first book, Highland Burn.

“Fourteenth century Scotland was a fascinating time in history. Not only was Scotland fighting for their freedom from the English king, their own people fought each other; clan vs clan. Though being a woman of the twenty-first century, I wouldn’t want to live in those unsettled times. But writing historical fiction paranormal romance allows me to escape into their world and breathe a fresh air of romance and magic into that era, which I love to do.”

Victoria loves to hear from her readers. You can connect with her through FB, Twitter, G+, and her website

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Thank you for being my friend~In the pages of a good book bloghop


Hello everyone! First of all, I would like to congratulate In The Pages of A good Book on their one year anniversary and thanks for hosting this fabulous blog-hop!

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I just loved the topic of friendship for this hop. I have met many wonderful friends online through blog hops, my reviews (yes I have had several people chat me up on reviews and two of them are now some of my closest friends.) I have met some in face-book groups and those are now my rocks. Vicki, Ellie, Misty, Georgina, Casey Emil, what would I do without you girls.
Facebook gives us the opportunity to follow and chat with some of our favorite authors and it is so cool to actually get to be friends with authors I love and actually talk to them about their books.
So I believe deeply, though I have never met any of my online friends yet, there are many I have bonded with and can truly say they are my dearest friends, and someday I wish to meet them all.
I also love writing and reading stories with great friendships, especially if that friendship turns into something more. In my stories, friendship is the basis of many of many hot romances. Do they all end happily ever after?  No not always, sometimes perhaps happy for now, or even sometimes they lead into other things. I feel life isn’t always happy ever after, but friendships usually are.

In First Bite~my paranormal romance  wish to release soon. Friendship is key. Merah lost and on the run from her vampire maker could use all the help she could get.  It’s even better that the help comes in the form of a sexy lab technician that just happens to know a bit about vampires..

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Cat’s Meow~ Reviews that Purrr~~Embracing His Syn by A.E. Via



Title: Embracing His Syn


Author: A.E.Via




Length: 107,160 words


Publisher: Via Star Wings Books (July 28, 2014)


Purrs: Very explicit  Meows: ♥♥♥♥♥

About the Book:

Sergeant Corbin ‘Syn’ Sydney had dedicated his life to becoming the best detective. So when he heard there was an opening on the notorious Atlanta Narcotics Task Force, he jumped at the chance. But, what he wasn’t ready for was realizing just how lonely he’d made himself, when he observed the loving and dedicated relationship between the two men he served under: Lieutenant Cashel ‘God’ Godfrey and Lieutenant Leonidis Day.

Syn prepared himself to accept his lonely fate until he walked into a small pub and met the long-haired, tattooed bartender, Furious Barkley. Before Syn can even understand why, he’s overcome with feelings he barely recognizes: passion, yearning, craving. And if the dark, lustful gazes are anything to go by, Furious might be feeling the same things for him.

Just two thing needs to happen before Syn and Furi can give each other what’s been missing from their lives for so long… Syn needs to find the evidence that proves Furi’s innocence of murder, as well as protect him from a past that refuses to let go.

God, Day, Ronowski, and Johnson are still as entertaining as ever…

You’ll swoon over God’s massive take-charge attitude…

You’ll laugh hysterically at Day’s never-ending wit…

You’ll fall in love with Furious’ mysterious, sexy demeanor…


You’ll embrace Syn…

 Author’s Disclaimer: This book DOES NOT contain polygamous sexual pairings.


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 My Review:  Once again AE Via has created some smoking hot men. I loved Syn and Furi ( don’t you love her paly with names?) .Don’t forget Cash and God. If you haven’t met them yet you will love them and get a good taste of them in this book too.

I really liked how Syn goes after Furi and doesn’t give up, though he was still a bit unsure of his sexuality.  I also liked that Furi surprised me quite a bit in this story and I liked that they were so easy to figure out.  Plus damn the dynamic between Syn and Furi.

There is a bit of mystery, lots of action, a good story line, lots, and lots of smokin hot man-sex. I will say that for me I could have lived with a little less of them in the bed and a little more of their day to day life and police work.  That’s just my personal taste.  Having said that, it was fantastic and I loved the end and hope to see more of all these hot sexy men!


So if you like, porn stars, sexy bartenders, mechanics (yes Furi is all that), cops, action, suspense, drama and super-hot man-sex…This is definitely for you!

 * I received a copy of this book free-of-charge from the author in exchange for my honest opinion. All opinions expressed are my own** I received a copy of this book free-of-charge from the author in exchange for my honest opinion. All opinions expressed are my own*

Reviewers note:

If you like this and want to know more about God  and Cash and some of the other characters check-out Nothing Special.

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And Leo (Cash) first appears here and this is a great book also… You Can See Me..




Why did self-publishing drop 46%?(reblog)


This isn’t something I normally do, but I think this is something worth sharing to all my friends whether you are an author or a reader it affects us all. if you agree please share. This is copied from my friend Siggy Buckley’s blog and by Ron Knight. all credit is do them!Thank you guy for such a great, insightful post

Why did self-publishing drop 46%?

file000532567424Over the years, people have claimed that traditional publishing is a dinosaur, eBooks are the future, and self-publishing is taking over. However, the facts don’t support those theories.

Before moving on, the purpose of any blog on UP Authors is to help you make decisions and move forward productively. We don’t guess at UP Authors, nor do we give you our opinion. We stick with reality and leave the fiction to the writing of stories.

Traditional Publishing Update

Traditional publishing has taken a small dip…1.6%. In terms of business, that’s “Holding steady.”

Traditional publishing isn’t growing. It’s not failing. It’s holding steady.

Han Huang, Director of Product Management for Data Licensing at Bowker said, “Traditional print production is holding up relatively well…industry reports that eBook sales growth has been slowing.”

eBook Update

Remember that traditional publishing doesn’t put a lot of funding into eBooks. This is why they can raise the prices to $14.99. If they sell eBooks, it’s a bonus.

Traditional publishers use statistics to make business and marketing choices. It’s a fact that 6% of readers prefer only eBooks and 46% of readers prefer only printed books. (Wall Street Journal) There are some readers that purchase both eBooks and printed books, but the numbers are low.

Yes, there are 200% more published eBooks than last year, but only 6% of readers are interested in buying those eBooks. Do you see the difference?

Self-Publishing Update

In 2010, there were 3,844,278 self-published books. It was a time when people started going on their own to find other sources of income. They put up their own website, uploaded a book to Amazon, signed up for Facebook, and realized that publishing and marketing was cheap.

That turned out to be the problem with self-publishing…cheap.

Books were rushed and poorly written.

Publishing was rushed, which flooded the markets with first-time authors.

Marketing was rushed, producing low results.

In 2012, self-publishing dropped to 2,042,840 titles and in 2013, self-publishing dropped to 1,108,183.

I’m not great at math, but that’s about a 50% drop each year, which means by 2016, there may only be 130,000 self-published books.

What’s the main reason self-publishing is fading away?

Huang, an expert in product management said that self-published books are, “Marketed almost exclusively online.”

Traditional publishing uses multiple ways to market, along with focusing on specific areas to market which is based on the author’s genre, storyline, and characters.

Self-published authors attempt to market books to the entire world via Amazon, social media, and their website.

Here’s the good news!

Every self-published author that continues on this trend will fade away. It’s not my opinion…it’s a fact.

For those of you that want to succeed at self-publishing, then you can succeed by following traditional marketing methods.

Here’s a list of traditional ways to market. Remember that you don’t have to do all of this at once. Mix and match, invest what you can, but this is your only way to survive and eventually sell millions of books.

~ Target Market Research (Knowing which cities would purchase your book. Also, which cities have the highest income and education rates.)

~ Book Conferences

~ Events

~ Book Signings

~ Book Clubs

~ Media Coverage

~ Advertisements (Billboards, Newspapers, Commercials, Movie Theatres)

~ Press Kits

~ Book Reviews

~ Reading Samples/Serialization

~ Speaking Engagements

The next stage should be…

~ Placement of books in big box stores

~ Placement in bookstores, both chain and local (Especially bookstores that report numbers to the Bestsellers List)

~ Placement of books on the end-caps of bookstores and big box stores

~ Film Adaptation (There are resources for film adaptation. See below.)

Some authors feel it’s great news that self-publishing is fading away. This opens the door for authors that are going to stick it out and adjust their marketing. Meanwhile, the authors that rush a book on Amazon will soon fade away.

Start a budget for marketing, even if it’s only $50 a month. This simple adjustment will propel your career, while other authors find a different career…

“There’s a big gap between you and the all-time bestselling authors in the world. Inside that gap are billions of potential readers.” ~ Ron Knight

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The Cat’s Meow~~New Release–Dawg Days


Hello! My name is V.L. Locey, and I`m a multigenre erotic romance author. Before I get all caught up in chatting about things that go bump in the night, I`d like to thank Cathy for having me here!


Do you remember what movie first made you jump? For me, it was the classic and B-rated monster movies. As a child I would watch Scream- In with Dr. Shock, a horror host in the Philadelphia area. I loved all the old black-and-white monsters such as Dracula, Frankenstein, The Mummy, and The Creature from the Black Lagoon. My favorite, even as a child, was Lon Chaney Jr. as The Werewolf. I`m not sure what drew me to that character so powerfully, but to this day I have a soft spot for shapeshifters.


When I saw the call for submission for Dawg Days, I knew I had to pen a tale to submit. I already have one shifter book on the market, An Erie Halloween, from Torquere Press. Another in the series, An Erie Operetta, will be released in early 2015. For this anthology I wanted to do something a bit different but wasn`t sure what. Then I stumbled across some Kurdish folk music while looking for a music prompt to share with my local writers group. And there it was. The answer to what I would submit. With that beautiful music as inspiration, I crafted an M/M fantasy short story called Night of the Jackal about two jackal shifters on a world far different than ours.

Dawg Days

Blurb: Sahl and Jasim are outcasts. Alone on a world covered with shifting sands, the two males live and love day by day, eking out an existence. One night, hunger drives Jasim, the largest of the two jackal shifters, into recklessness. Leaving Sahl behind, Jasim crosses the river in the hopes of stealing from the resting caravan.

It is Sahl that relays the story of this night. Of how he, the weaker of the pair, must face many dangers to locate, and hopefully free, his lover from a terrible fate. Can Sahl find his mate in time, or will both males end up as new pelts upon the Madr Pash drying racks?You can buy it here

You can buy the anthology Dawg Days  at  Torquere

You can buy just the single Night of the Jackal Torquere



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Here is a little about  The Night of the Jackal!

I groom myself as I wait, seated under the cool gaze of the moon sisters. I clean my snout with my paw as a slow drum beat erupts from the Madr camp. I am not aware of when our kind left the other humans. We know hatred from the non-skin wearers caused us to move into the desert. That is all we know of it. That slight has never been forgiven. The travelling bands use us as a means to frighten their children, telling them sand jackals will carry them off if they wander from camp. I have never stolen a child. I have found their small bones in the sands and gnawed upon them, for the core is tasty. This caravan is known as Madr Pash. They are famed for being great hunters. My stomach rumbles. Oh, what I would give for a fish! A large red one such as we see rising to the surface of the river when the sun brothers kiss the moon sisters in greeting.


A shout from the Madr camp startles me. My head jerks to the side. The sound was quick, sharp, but still it lingers in the wide width of my pointed ears. I shoot to my paws. Jasim! A loud hoot bounces over the silver sands. A dark fear overtakes my heartbeat. I shake the dread away. Jasim needs my help. Even if I am the smaller one in size, I am just as stalwart as Jasim. I jump from the rock to the craggy riverbed. The going is slow, difficult. My paws slip into between the smooth, wet rocks. Across the river, voices rise in song. Clapping erupts. I pick my way along, wincing when a claw is bent backward. The moon sisters are fat. They guide me.



L. Locey loves worn jeans, belly laughs, reading and writing lusty tales, Greek mythology, the New York Rangers, comic books, and coffee. (Not necessarily in that order.) She shares her life with her husband, her daughter, one dog, two cats, a steer named after a famous N.H.L. goalie,  a pig named after a famous President, and a flock of assorted domestic fowl.When not writing lusty tales, she can be found enjoying her day with her menagerie in the rolling hills of Pennsylvania, fresh cup of java in hand.When not writing lusty tales, she can be found enjoying her day with her menagerie in the rolling hills of Pennsylvania, fresh cup of java in hand.

When not writing lusty tales, she can be found enjoying her day with her menagerie in the rolling hills of Pennsylvania, fresh cup of java in hand.When not writing lusty tales, she can be found enjoying her day with her menagerie in the rolling hills of Pennsylvania, fresh cup of java in hand.

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More  Awesome books by V.L. Locey  available at Torquere Press books:

 Two Guys Walk Into An Apocalypse (Part of the He Loves Me For My Brainssss anthology), Two Guys Walk Into An Apocalypse

Two Guys Walk Into An Apocalypse 2:It Came From Birmingham, Love of the Hunter, Goaltender`s Penalty, All I Want for Christmas, Every Sunday at One (Part of the 2013 C

Love of the Hunter, Goaltender`s Penalty,

Goaltender`s Penalty,

All I Want for Christmas, Every Sunday at One (Part of the 2013 Charity Sip Anthology), and coming soon . . .Two Guys Walk Into An Apocalypse 3:He`s A Lumberjack And He`s Undead and Early To Rise.

Every Sunday at One (Part of the 2013 Charity Sip Anthology), and coming soon . . .Two Guys Walk Into An Apocalypse 3:He`s A Lumberjack And He`s Undead and Early To Rise.

and coming soon . . .Two Guys Walk Into An Apocalypse 3:He`s A Lumberjack And He`s Undead and Early To Rise.

and Early To Rise.




Cat’s Meow~is it Business or Pleasure?


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 Business or Pleasure

AUTHOR – Ashley Ladd
GENRE – Contemporary GLBT Erotica
PUBLICATION DATE – August 22, 2014
LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – 40,822
PUBLISHER – Totally Bound

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A Little About The Book

Guy Rogers is extremely attracted to his new realtor, Tom Beaudreaux. As a passionate vegetarian and animal activist, he’s ecstatic that Tom is a kindred soul. He could never be with a carnivore. Unfortunately, Tommy isn’t really a vegetarian or animal activist. He never said he was either, he just didn’t eat meat when he was with Guy. And maybe he emptied his house of all meat and dairy products before inviting Guy over. In fact, Tommy’s family owns the most popular barbecue restaurant in town and if his family has their way, he’ll manage the new location.

When Guy finds out that Tommy eats meat and his family owns a restaurant that is a monument to eating meat, he’s livid and doesn’t know if he wants anything else to do with Tommy.

But then Guy’s life gets crazy –his dad’s paranoia blossoms into violent dementia, he gets arrested for picketing a doggy mill, and then he winds up in even more legal trouble. When Tommy sticks by him through all his trouble and does everything he can to help him, Guy wonders if he’s been too militant and narrow-minded. Perhaps he can learn to live with people who have opposite views.

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Guy Rogers is an avid animal activist and vegetarian who, unfortunately knows the inside of a jail cell too well because of his beliefs. He’s been known to throw away his good pans when his father cooks meat in them. He would love to find his special someone but he holds high standards. They must share his values and beliefs.


Tommy Lee Boudreaux is a real estate agent who is happy with his career. However, his family is putting pressure on him to quit the real estate biz and manage a new location of their restaurant, one of South Florida’s most popular barbecue joints. So far, Tommy is holding up against the pressure and refusing their demands. However, he’s not against partaking of a good barbecue sandwich or enjoying the blue grass music and entertainment when he visits his family.

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4 meows,  heat level: Moderate

Tommy finds Guy a very interesting and unusual man. He never mixes business with pleasure, but something about this man feels different.  They couldn’t be two more different men. The more time Tommy spends with Guy the more he likes him.


Guy is a big animal and environmental activist. He doesn’t eat meat and hopes that someday he will meet a likeminded man. His real-estate agent is a very attractive man and after a few luncheons, Guy thinks he has found mister right. Until he finds out Tommy hasn’t told him everything.


This is a really good book. I like the uniqueness of Guy’s character. He is strong, opinionated and at times I though he was a bit of an ass. Both men’s dads are good background character’s especially Guy’s. This book touches on some very good life issues. We are dealing with two homophobic fathers, though at least neither has disowned the son. Tommy’s dad wants to run his life even if it is for a very good reason to make sure he is taken care of, and poor Guy’s dad.  Guy has a decision we may all have to face someday (though hopefully not in such a dramatic situation).


If you like real-estate agents, animal rights activists, strong men, family issues, barbeque, some pretty-hot man-sex and a really great romance this is for you!


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Gunshots rang out as they turned onto Guy’s street.

Tommy looked at him and mouthed, “Shit! You don’t think…?”

“I hope not. I don’t know.” Guy pressed the gas pedal to the floor and the car shot forward, fish-tailing.

Tommy fisted the door, hanging on tight. “I hope we’re wrong.”

Guy’s intuition told him he wasn’t. His knuckles turned white they held the steering wheel so tightly. Unafraid for himself but scared for his dad, he pulled into his driveway and jumped out of the car, with Tommy close on his heels.

The woman next door ran outside screaming, tearing out her already tattered hair. She pointed at her front door. “Your father’s shooting up my house and is holding a gun at my dad’s head. He’s going to kill him. You’ve got to do something.”

Tommy yelled as he began dialing on his phone, “I’m calling the police.” As if on cue, police sirens blared in the distance and grew louder by the second.

“I’m going in. I have to stop him.”

“Wait for the police. Don’t put yourself in danger,” Tommy ordered forcefully.

“I have to take the chance. He could kill someone before the police get here. I can’t let that happen.” He put himself in harm’s way for animals, so certainly he could risk his life for his own father and other fellow human beings. He had no choice. It would be his fault if someone got hurt.

So he ran through the open door flailing his arms, hoping he would be in time. “Dad! It’s Guy. Don’t do anything. I’m here. You’ll be okay.”

“He’ll be okay? What about me? He’s got a shotgun pointed at my head threatening to blow it off,” the elderly neighbor cried.

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About the author

Ashley Ladd lives in South Florida with her husband, five children, and beloved pets. She loves the water, animals (especially cats), and playing on the computer.

She’s been told she has a wicked sense of humor and often incorporates humor and adventure into her books. She also adores very spicy romance, which she weaves into her stories.

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Cats Meow~ Caterpillar by Ashlyn Forge


Title: Caterpillar


 Author Ashlyn Forge


Genre: , mm-romance, science-fiction


Length: 40 pages


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A little about the Book: Two alien cultures clash as their strained symbiotic tradition is torn apart by the Earthman’s invasion of their world.

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My Review:4 meows

This is a very beautiful is set on a planet where the dwellers go through three stages. They can only mate in one of them and a King was going to the mating caves when an assassination attempt left him vulnerable. A summoner found him and nursed him to health and helped him to the caves even  though the Leveler King was very harsh and hard to get along with..

This is a very beautiful is set on a planet where the dwellers go through three stages. They can only mate in one of them and a King was going to the mating caves when an assassination attempt left him vulnerable. A summoner found him and nursed him to health and helped him to the caves even  though the Leveler King was very harsh and hard to get along with..

This is a beautiful tale of two cultures and classes being forced together even if for only a short time.

If you like new worlds, science fiction and an


Now for a  little about the Author: Ashlyn Forge spends most of her days editing, writing, and editing. Because of her love of stories, storytelling, and the imagination in general, she has had an off-and-on again relationship with Writing for a number of years.

She would be nothing without the help and support of friends and strangers alike in the form of indie writers and editors. She is sincerely grateful for their help.

Her only ambition in life is to see one, if not all, volumes of the Toys and Soldiers Series tucked neatly under everyone’s pillow.

If it were not for the discordant jumble of ideas clamoring for attention in her head, she would take up crocheting.


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Book Blast!! Almost a Cowboy by Em Petrova


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Title – Almost a Cowboy
Series – Family Tree Series
Author – Em Petrova
Genre – Contemporary western romance
Publication Date – Aug 7, 2014
Length (Pages/# Words) – novel – 87k words
Publisher – Taliesin Publishing


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Utah Davies is a recluse by choice, shunning his family and denying the ranch that needs his care. His personal life is a broken fence-line of past failures, neglected relationships, and The One that got away. After his father’s death, Utah is summoned home and faced with a secret in the form of a dozen or so more siblings he—and the family—had no idea existed. A clause in the will states he must find the family scattered across the country and unite them all for the reading. Trouble is, he has no clue where to begin.

Until he comes face-to-face with the old flame that burned his heart to ash.

In the July of their love, journalist Caroline Wilks refused elopement with Utah. After that, she made a series of bad decisions starting—then ending—with a nightmare marriage to a drunk. But when hunky bad-boy Utah struts back into her life, the only peace from the soul-deep throb she’ll get is between him and a mattress. He refuses to believe she’s nothing more than a hard-nosed journalist known for digging up more dirt than the family coon dog, but she knows better—or does she? And how can Caroline take the time to help Utah find his scattered family when she has a feature story due by the end of the month? Maybe the human interest piece is standing right in front of her in the dark, brooding cowboy.

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Em Petrova lives in backwoods Pennsylvania, where she raises four kids and a Labradoodle puppy named Daisy Hasselhoff and pays too damn much for utilities. She loves to write gritty characters with lots of heart and is well-known for scorching, panty-soaking erotic romance.



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The Cat’s Meow Cover reveal –~Doesn’t Play Well With Others~By~ Casey Harvell


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Doesn’t Play Well With Others #DPWWO

By Casey Harvell

Disclaimer: This book is going to be for mature audiences (18+) ONLY due to seriously excessive foul language and minor sex and violence.

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Selene Warren has it rough. After her mom passes when she’s little, she gets stuck with her aunt (a crack-whore.) Life with Selene’s aunt lacks any type of love or support. Selene constantly struggles and when she turns fifteen her aunt is diagnosed with H.I.V. It soon becomes apparent that her aunt expects her to take over the family business and Selene runs for dear life.

She manages pretty well for a couple years. One day she saves a scruffy looking kid from a window. Before she knows it she adopts a stray of her own. Life seems a bit better until Selene gets stabbed trying to protect the kid.

Selene makes it, but discovers the kid is no normal runaway–he’s the only son of a VERY rich and prominent family. A new friend comes forward to clear Selene of possible kidnapping charges, but for the life of her Selene can’t figure out why the hell a rich kid would rather live on the streets than on a ritzy estate.Alex wants to break down the walls around Selene so badly. Selene’s life leaves her with no room to trust anyone. For as long as she can remember she’s had to rely on herself. Will Selene be able to escape her degenerate world? Because she doesn’t play well with others.

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Here are some awesome quotes from Selene!


“Well, color me the picture of fucking responsibility.”

“Listen kid if we’re going to stick together you have to get one thing straight. I don’t like people.”

“I know that I’m screwed and I still can’t help the word vomit that spews from my mouth.”

“I won’t take dirty money and if you think it’s anything but that then you’re a fucking moron.”


“Whatever the fuck is wrong with me right now denies me the opportunity to lie like I should.”

“What the fucks a Thor?”

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Amazon Bestselling and USA Today Recommended Author Casey Harvell resides in the great Hudson River Valley of NY with her husband and their two sons. Casey is slightly zombie obsessed. She uses the word ‘boom’ and attaches the ‘pants’ on the end of words frequently. You can find all of Casey’s books on her website

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Other Books by Casey Harvell:

The Decisions Series:

Righteous Decisions (Decisions Series Book One) eBook always free!

Harsh Decisions (Decisions Series Book Two)

The Electric Series—USA Today Must-Read Romance Series!

Charged ~Reboot~ (Electric Series Book One) eBook always free!

Shocked (Electric Series Book Two)

Stand Alone:


Aliens, Death & Zombies: A Compilation of Short Stories


Coming Soon (2014-2015):

Soul Decisions (Decisions Series Book Three) *Final Series Book

Wired (Electric Series Book Three) *Final Series Book

Eclipsed Agony

Don’t You Cry

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Cat’s Meow reviews that purrr~~Breakfall by Kate Pavelle


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by Kate Pavelle
The Fall #1
Publication Date: June 27, 2014
Genres: Contemporary, Erotica, LGBT, Romance



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A little about the Fall Trilogy: Book One

Sexual assault doesn’t discriminate. Aikido instructor Sean Gallaway learns that when he falls prey to a violent stalker. Asbjorn Lund, a karate sensei on campus and a Navy vet, yearns to teach Sean how to survive. How to overcome. How to recover. Sean feels hunted and alone as the stalker escalates, testing his boundaries. With the entire dojo at his back, Sean resolves to play bait. He will catch the predator stalking him and reclaim his sense of self if it’s the last thing he does. Yet Sean’s hunger for justice clashes with Asbjorn’s protective streak, and their budding romance might not survive their war of wills.

My review: I give it 4 meows.  Ok I am going to be painfully honest here.  There were times I thought about giving up. Several times in fact.  I can’t say it’s because the story is slow far from it. But, all the martial arts speak overwhelmed me.  I have to admit at one point  about 30 percent in, I thought about sending an email and saying id run the spotlight but drop the review.I talked to a friend that had read the book and she  urged me to go on and keep reading that I was almost at a turning point and that she knew my reading taste and assured me I was gonna really like this book. A lot. So I went on. at almost 40percent I still had my doubts then my mouth dropped open and my eyes bugged out.  A few more pages and I was crying. This is a good thing for me. I love books that make me cry.

Yes, I am extremely glad I kept going. There became many twists and turns. some frustrating moments, some beautiful moments and some scary moments. I can’t wait for the next book in this trilogy.

If your a true MM romance lover, I urge you to read this.

If you like martial arts( or even  if you don’t), If you like new adult contemporary, some suspense, coming out, accepting one’s sexuality, close friends, fight clubs( now these I loved) aikido, karate, and plain ole, good romance this is for you.



About the Author

Kate Pavelle

Just about everything Kate Pavelle writes is colored by her life experiences, whether the book in your hand is romance, mystery, or adventure. Kate grew up under a totalitarian regime behind the Iron Curtain. In her life, she has been a hungry refugee and a hopeful immigrant, a crime victim and a force of lawful vengeance, a humble employee and a business owner, an unemployed free-lancer and a corporate executive, a scientist and an artist, a storyteller volunteering for her local storytelling guild, a martial artist, and a triathlete. Kate’s frequent travels imbue her stories with local color from places both exotic and mundane.

Kate Pavelle is encouraged in her writing by her husband, children and pets, and tries not to kill her extensive garden in her free time. Out of the five and a half languages she speaks, English is her favorite comfort zone.

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