Welcome to my November Birthday Bash! If you are a returning birthday bash participant then you know I do a variant of this very year. If you are new, HELLO!!!

This year we are having a group of amazing authors join us to share their own birthday party with fictional characters of their choice (I’ll share mine on my actual birthday of November 22nd). I’m always happy to see whatever they have to share with us. My author friends are always so imaginative and I love hearing what they are currently working on.

I’ve also decided to promote one of my books each day! I will post a chapter and a universal buy link (possibly in random order). As this is the first of the month and during my favorite time let’s kick this off with a contest. $25.00 Amazon card, winner chosen on Sunday (because why not). To enter post your favorite thing about fall other than pumpkin…LOL!

If all goes well my next Moon Pack book, Questioning Quain, will be out on my birthday!

Thinking of the Moon Pack. If you are a new reader to me we will start off with one of my first books Attracting Anthony. It is also available for free!

If you are an uber fan and have read this already you can still enter the contest 🙂

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Chapter One

“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this,” Anthony Carrow muttered to his friend, Steven Dell, as he glanced around the club. After two seconds, he seriously considered walking back out. If it hadn’t taken Steven weeks to get a membership to the shifter-owned club, Anthony would’ve left after the first few minutes. However, he wasn’t going to ruin Steven’s first visit.

No matter how much he wanted to.

He’d dressed how Steven had requested but that didn’t diminish the fact that he felt like an idiot. He wore his leather pants without a shirt, exposing both his pierced left nipple and the brilliant memorial tattoo on his back. It made him feel more naked than he was used to in public. It took him a moment to realize less people were looking at him than at the young man walking past him with a leash attached to the harness around his cock; a leash clasped in the firm grip of a slim man with silvery hair, wearing a designer suit and walking with the smooth grace of a werekin.

In reality, with his magical disguise, he drew less attention than the dozens of men standing around like they were waiting to take part in a Mr Beautiful pageant.

He remembered the days when he used to bar hop, until he’d been taken off the market by the love of his life. Pain jabbed at him as he remembered why he could now visit these kinds of places again.

This is all a horrible mistake. The thought whipped through Anthony’s mind in a dizzying fury, setting his nerves strumming so loudly he was surprised the noise didn’t echo off the ceiling of the crowded bar.

Panicked, he turned to flee.

A strong grip clamped onto his shoulder, holding him in place.

“No escaping. You promised you’d come with me, and we both know you need to get out more,” said Steven, Anthony’s best friend. He watched the provocative pair with the cock leash pass with interested eyes.

“I know but I don’t think I’m ready,” Anthony stuttered. How could he convey the utter terror he had of falling for someone else just to lose them again? Drew had been Anthony’s sun, moon and shining star. To stand there in a sea of attractive people for the sole purpose of finding someone again struck Anthony as wrong on so many levels he could barely function beneath the weight of them.

“You’ve barely dated since Drew died.” Steven flashed Anthony a sympathetic smile. “You know he’d want you to move on, and although I appreciate your new look, I don’t think you did it for me.”

Anthony stifled his laughter at Steven’s rueful expression. Even though he had agreed to accompany his friend to the club, he’d cast a strong suppression spell on his appearance so he wouldn’t stand out in the crowd. Anthony didn’t need a stampede in his direction on his first night out. Easing into the dating scene gently was the only way he could even think about dating again. Even now, it felt more like dropping straight into the ocean rather than a gentle wade to get his feet wet.

Looking at the club’s clientele, Anthony had doubts he was going to find a nice, quiet man to dominate him. He missed his Drew, the strong man who’d been his lover until a heart attack killed him at the age of fifty. Anthony was brokenhearted at the death of his lover, especially knowing that if he’d been home at the time, he might have been able to save him.

Magic did nothing if you weren’t there in time to use it. Instead, he got home to find his lover dead on their living room floor. An event in his life he knew would stay with him for hundreds of years. Despite what they said about ‘time heals all wounds’, he knew some injuries to the soul never healed. They might scab over a bit but underneath the pain would always be tender.

The spell he’d cast before coming to the club had dulled his gleaming golden hair to a dirty blond and subdued his naturally glowing skin to a light bronze. Features normally heart-stoppingly fine roughened beneath the weight of magic, changing his typically beautiful features into a pleasing but not memorable face. Everything else he left as nature made it, figuring there would be a lot of muscular bodies in the crowd so he wouldn’t stand out. Due to his spells, he was now attractive enough to get a man but not gorgeous enough to overshadow his handsome friend.

However, as much as he wanted to find another person to share his life with, the mere thought of dating sent pain ripping through Anthony’s chest. Shifters as a group were fit, and as his eyes roamed over the dance floor filled with hot flesh and eager partners, all he could think of was that none of them were Drew. Images of his dead lover flashed before his eyes like a moving picture, peeling back his careful indifference to expose a loss so deep it threatened to drown him. Taking a deep breath, Anthony steadied his pulse and forced a reassuring smile to his lips, hoping to stave off the worried expression he saw in Steven’s eyes.

Surely three years was long enough. He could do this. He was ready. Maybe if he chanted it a few more times in his head it would become true.

“You aren’t asking me to go out more. You dragged me here because you want moral support for your mate hunt. Why you even want a mate is beyond me.”

He didn’t even want to imagine what would happen if Steven found and lost his mate. Werewolves bonded for life, something that could be good or bad depending on your mate. If Steven died because his mate did, Anthony would never forgive him. Bastard.

“You have something against wolves?” Steven’s challenging tone caught his attention from the crowd. His friend’s eyes glowed feral in the club lights.

Anthony felt an uncomfortable number of people turn toward him with disapproving expressions. Great, just what he wanted; to insult a room full of werekin. A low growl sounded near them. Anthony’s temper flared, but he firmly held it in check. Steven would never forgive him if he crumbled the building and ruined Steven’s mate hunting grounds.

He felt the surrounding people lose interest in his conversation with Steven once they decided he wasn’t a threat. Nothing would be worse than a human hunter sneaking onto shifter property. Anthony had heard of that happening in other cities, and the resulting carnage wasn’t good. The amount of damage the hunters did was nothing compared to the wolves’ retaliation. Towns had lost whole populations in shifter/human wars.

“Don’t be an idiot. We’ve been friends forever. If I had a problem with wolves you’d know it by now. I have something against mates,” Anthony snapped.

“Oh don’t start that.” Steven’s voice wasn’t unkind, but the underlying firmness in his tone told Anthony his best friend was running out of patience. “Just because your lover died doesn’t mean you can’t find another. Besides, if you don’t start dating again, your parents will intervene, and I’ve met your parents. They scare the crap out of me.”

Anthony shivered at the memory of his parents’ matchmaking skills. “Last time they fixed me up with a fairy.”

Steven snorted. “I thought you didn’t like labels.”

“No. He was an actual fairy, you know, from Faeland,” Anthony corrected.

That got Steven’s full attention. “What happened?”

Anthony shrugged. “Let’s just say it didn’t work out.” He wasn’t going to relive the horrible details of that blind date, even for his best friend. Fae princes were a touchy lot. The one he had dated became a bit obsessed, and Anthony’s father had to put a magical sanction on him. “Anyway, it just proved I wasn’t ready to date.”

“Fuck it, Anthony, it’s been almost three years. Even if you don’t want a mate, there are plenty of hot guys here for a hookup. You can’t be celibate for the rest of your life. Hell, even if I don’t find the ‘one’, it’ll still be fun shopping.” His hungry gaze briefly scanned the crowd before turning to lock eyes with Anthony, his blue eyes filling with compassion. “If you didn’t think it was possible to find someone else, you wouldn’t have come.”

Anthony looked away, blinking rapidly. “I know. I do. It’s just hard.”

Sighing, he looked around the bar. It was an extremely selective club; they didn’t let just anyone join. He knew Steven went through a detailed screening process to get a membership and have Anthony put on the approved guest list. He was only one of a handful of friends who were on it. No one got in without a background screening; a wise move on the club owner’s part. It would be all too easy for a hunter to persuade a naïve shifter he was their friend only to go on a killing spree once he got inside.

Everywhere Anthony looked there were men and women dancing, drinking, and doing things not usually allowed in public. There were certain advantages to belonging to a private club, and as long as no money exchanged hands between partners, just about anything was allowed between consenting adults.

Tonight, it was Steven who was on the hunt to find his one and only.

Adopted as a baby, Steven’s parents were full human and knew nothing about the complex world of werewolf society. It wasn’t for lack of trying, but there were only so many facts you could find on the internet. Werekin didn’t give up secrets to people not of their kind or their mates. Steven’s parents were sweet and tried hard, but they weren’t werewolves. Steven’s entry into the club would be his first submersion into werewolf culture.

Anthony tried to be supportive of his friend’s search for a mate, but it was hard. Part of his soul died with Drew, and he doubted he’d ever be able to reclaim it. He worried that Steven’s hopes of hearts and flowers would end in tragedy like his own love affair. It wasn’t better to have loved and lost; it was fucking unfair.

Still, Steven was right; he couldn’t stay alone for the rest of his life, and werewolves were known for taking charge in the bedroom. There was nothing he loved more than a firm hand.

With that thought in the forefront of his mind, Anthony looked the room over with new eyes. Instead of trying to keep hidden, he assessed the others to see if any would appeal to either him or to his not-so-discerning friend.

As if catching onto Anthony’s thoughts, Steven shared a wicked smile, and the pair prowled the room with new intent.

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87 thoughts on “Welcome!

  1. Even though I live in Arizona and don’t see the leaves change color every fall. I do love seeing all the different colors on television and in pictures.

  2. Favorite thing about fall in S Florida is cooler weather so I can open up the windows.

  3. My favorite thing about fall is the cooler weather and the leaves changing.

  4. I loved Anthony’s story as well as everyone else’s that series 💞.
    My favorite things about Fall are the cool, crisp air, change in color of the leaves along with their smell.
    SNIFF….ahhhhh! 😜

  5. My favorite part of fall is the sunrises. That mix of color as it peeks over the tall corn stalks that are awaiting harvest. If I’m really lucky I get the extra visual of a deer emerging from between the stalks. A splash of dark and golden brown blended with a background of vivid orange, yellow and red.

  6. My favorite things about fall are the sounds, smells and colors. I love to take long walks in fall to see the beautiful leaves. To hear them crunch under my feet. There’s just something about the smells of fall in the air, almost like your smelling the colors. Happy Birthday month Amber!❤️

    Sent from Debbie’s iPhone


  7. My favorite part of fall is the colors changing. It’s always a lot of fun to take motorcycle rides down back roads just to see the trees.

  8. As I am typing, I am watching the sun shine through the trees reflecting the reds and yellows of the leaves. The beauty of fall is my favorite part.

  9. My favorite thing about fall is being able to go outside and go puddle splashing with my kids and dancing in the rain with my daughter. I get to pull out the extra blankets I love that my husband loathes- he runs hot! I get to pull out my fall clothes and bundle up with hats and gloves!

  10. As I live in West Texas the thing I love about fall most is the cool weather it is a wonderful change from the Summer. As we don’t have trees here I do miss the fall colors but cooler is better than color.

  11. I love the changing colors of the leaves. I grew up in Arizona so never really saw that until moving to the Northwest. They’re so bright and vibrant; its really quite lovely.

  12. My favorite thing about fall is all the different trees changing the colour of their leaves. Walking in the forest with all those different colours is amazing.

  13. I live in Maine, so we get amazing fall foliage. I love bundling up in warm clothes and going for a hike surrounded by the beautiful colors!

  14. I love the weather. It’s not so cold that you need to bundle up and it is not so hot that it is miserable outside. Good walking weather.

  15. The weather is much cooler but not too cold. I hate being hot or cold and fall means Halloween and Halloween movies.💛 And yes they have pumpkin everything in the fall. I love pumpkin. 🎃🍂🍁🍁🍂🍁🍁🍂🍁🍁🍂🍁🍁🍂🍁🍁

  16. I like seeing the leaves turning colors for Fall. Particularly in the north east states. They are gorgeous. I try to get at least one load(I drive a truck) up there during that time.

  17. My favorite thing about fall is being able to go outside and not immediately start sweating 😄 (Texas problems!). I also love busting out my fluffy blankets and snuggling on the couch.

  18. I like the changing colors; I live near a lot of trees and its always so pretty to look at. 🙂

  19. My favorite thing about fall is betting on when our first snowfall will be. Living in the Mountains you never know if it will be September or October.

  20. The thing i Love about fall is the rain and shift in energy. The coziness and mixture of physically and elemental energy betwen nature and humans

  21. The change of colours in the Woods. I walk my dog a lot, and I love how beautiful it is this time of the year

  22. My favorite thing about fall is celebrating our birthday with my twin. I also like the colors of the leaves and the cooler weather.

  23. The quality of light that only autumn has. Stargazing on clear cold nights (good luck in the PNW!). Drinking fresh squeezed apple cider and eating piping hot cinnamon cake donuts (Yum–it’s a Michigan thing). Jumping into a newly raked pile of leaves! Afterwards, rake the now crushed leaves into the compost pile! (I like to give Mother Nature a helping hand).
    Happy birthday month Amber. I love the Moon Pack series and have all the books–eagerly awaiting Questioning Quain.

  24. My favorite thing about Fall is the start of a new school year. I could probably write a short story about this subject alone, but I’ll simply say that long, boring, untethered days FINALLY come to a close so I can focus on what’s important: classrooms, textbooks and learning. The crisp air and brilliantly colored maples, oaks and elms provide the best backdrop to that time of year, too. Bouquets of sharpened pencils, indeed!

  25. I like the fall for the weather and change in the leaves. I also like it because it’s the start of the holiday season.

  26. Happy Birthday month!!! ❤
    Heh, my favorite thing about fall are the changing colors. It's almost as beautiful as spring. The reds and Yellows falling off the tree's are always so beautiful to me. 🙂

  27. I love the leaves changing colors in the fall. It’s almost as pretty as the flowers blooming in the spring.

  28. I love the cooler air. It’s not too cold and not warm. A light jacket is usually all you need. Great weather to curl up in a chair with a good book and coffee/hot chocolate.

  29. I enjoy the changing of the leaves to their glorious reds, oranges and yellows and the different quality to the sunlight that makes them sparkle.

  30. Moon pack is the best…
    My favourite thing this time of year is it gets dark early so spend more time with the kids and I love all the different colours around. X

  31. The sunlight in the late evening just before it sets. It turns everything amber. It’s just so ethereal!!

  32. Hello from a lurker, and fellow fall baby.
    What I love about this time of year, is it’s cool without being cold. A blessing in sunny SoCal.

  33. I love how the weather gets just cold enough that layers are perfect and I can wear my scarves.

  34. Living in Melbourne the summer is really hot, so my favourite thing about autumn is that the temperature starts to drop and we start gettting cooler days.

  35. I love the changing of the leaves. But the draw back is I have a lot of dead leaves in my yard to clean up.

  36. Paula stole my answer, though mine was going to start “Living in Florida…”, lol. Aside from the cooler weather, I absolutely love Halloween, so fall means I get to celebrate one of my favorite holidays!

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