Hey friends!
It’s been a while, and I have about a million things I need to tell you. First off, Celestial Sins is FREE and Cosmic Confessions is just $0.99 today and tomorrow (2/27-2/28)!
Oh. Also. Cosmic Confessions is live, and full of all the spicy, lizard-y goodness you’ve been yearning for since Celestial Sins. Scroll to the bottom of this email for a snippet of Fiona’s first time with Orion—it’s been a long time coming, and yes, I do mean that both ways.
It’s been a busy month.
I’m so excited to announce that this wonderful monster romance anthology is now live on Kindle Unlimited! The next entry in the Alpha Worlds series—a Jack and the Beanstalk retelling—is the very first story in the collection. I hope you fall in love with Alovir and Jess, just like I did!
I’m also so excited to be starting a Street Team! This group will get a free ARC for every release, and a space to discuss spoilers with other fans. My Street Team is exclusive and limited to just 30 people, so you’re going to want to APPLY HERE if you want guaranteed ARCs and a welcome swag pack!
Got comments about Street Teams? Just comment on this post or respond to this email and I’ll fill you in!
Weeks ago, I promised you a bonus scene to Nebula’s Tower, and I’m finally delivering! This is less spicy than most of my bonus scenes, but I promise you’ll love this post-script to Aiden and Marian’s story.
I’m also so excited to share Ami Wright’s new series with you, starting with Farrokh! This cat man is so very spicy and delicious, and I’m sure you’ll love it. Ami has so many exciting things going on right now, and I definitely want to make sure you’re along for the ride <3
And now…your spicy snippet from Cosmic Confessions. Enjoy!
“You’re thinking too much, princess,” Orion says, his voice a low growl.
“Don’t call me that,” I say, gazing up at him.
“Then what do you want me to call you?” he says. The words are teasing, enticing, and he ducks his head beside mine to let his tongue flicker over the nape of my neck. He’s scenting me, I’m sure, but it feels incredibly intimate. “Queen? Mate?”
I inhale sharply, remembering Ryker calling me his.
“Just Fiona,” I whisper.
“Mm…Fiona,” Orion drawls, and his tongue scrapes over the shell of my ear. I let out a harsh breath and my hands find their way to his abdomen, clutching at his hard muscles.
“You’re not doing this because of what I am, right?” I ask, the words pushing past my lips even though I’d prefer to swallow them. But I’m sick of feeling like they only love me because of a title.
I just want someone to be interested in who I am.
“I’m doing this because I want it, and because you want it, if your scent is any indication,” he says. His words are measured, controlled, making the chaos inside me rage that much harder. “And because I think we’re both going to enjoy it.”
His right arm continues to pin me against the wall, but his left slides along my ribs and under my loose black shirt, his talons deliciously sharp. For a second, it occurs to me that the Witches may have been wrong and that he’s about to tear me open, but the thought vanishes when his long tongue flicks out again against my collarbone, then lower.
I know what he can do with that tongue, and I can’t wait to get a taste.
“I’m not like you, you know,” he says. “Not like your Merati or your Skoll either.” His talons press into the flesh of my thigh, and I’m certain he’s about to tear right through my clothes, but I don’t really care. “Are you sure you’re ready?”
I nod, looking up at him. “Is it bad that I’m more turned on because of that?”
He bares his teeth in something akin to a smile that comes off more like a snarl. “Oh, delicious human,” he says. “You are adventurous indeed.”
His thumb hooks into my waistband and slices right through the fabric, and I let out a gasp as he gives me a wicked glance. “You meant to do that,” I say, my voice coming out more as a whisper than with the mocking tone I intended. Orion chuckles deep in his chest, a hint of subharmonics making him seem ever more alien.
“I don’t do anything by accident,” he says. “Steady hands.”
I can’t help the whimper that escapes me as he presses his talons into my exposed hip, drawing just a hint of pain. This must be what he was talking about–it can be useful, sensual, and it makes me all the more sensitive when he ducks his head to nip at my neck with his sharp teeth. My pants are tight enough that they’re still clinging to my other leg, falling in tatters around my core, and when Orion steps closer, I feel him through the fabric.
And yes, he is very, very different.