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Lewis Larson had always thought he’d have female mate. His goal to eventually settle down with a woman and have a bunch of children hits a snag when a sexy vampire crosses his path.

 

John Lesley knew he wanted the sexy werekin as soon as he saw him. Unfortunately convincing a commitment shy wolf to bond with a vampire hits a snag when family, enemies and a trio of babies get involved.

 

Excerpt:

The memory of his last encounter with John made him shiver. One kiss and a small grope shouldn’t have turned his inner wolf into a wimpy, needy bitch who wanted to roll over and expose his belly. He readjusted the backpack on his right shoulder and tried to calm his animal half.

The pretty receptionist gave him a bright smile she’d polished like a new penny.

“Can I help you?” she asked.

“I’m here to pick up some paperwork for Tam Larson,” Lewis explained.

Her professional smile warmed at his words. “You must be Lewis. Tam told me you’d be stopping by. I’ll let Mr Lesley know you’re here.”

“No! I mean, you don’t need to disturb him. Can’t you just sneak inside and grab it for me?” He gave her his best, charming smile, hoping desperately she’d take the hint and not ask any probing questions.

Please don’t make me see John. Lewis chanted in his head.

She leaned forward and asked with a conspiratorial air. “Are you afraid of him because he’s a vampire?”

“Yes,” he lied easily, giving a not completely fake shudder.

She didn’t have to know his unease stemmed from the surge of lust he got whenever he remembered a certain vampire nibbling on his neck. He feared John’s bite but for an entirely different reason than she suspected. The hunger surging through him at the mere thought of the John Lesley meant Lewis, more than anything, needed to stay away.

He didn’t receive the help he’d hoped for.

“It’ll be okay. I’ve been with Mr Lesley for three years now, and I’ve never known him to attack anyone,” she said in a reassuring tone.

Crap.

She picked up the phone, no doubt to tell John that Lewis had arrived. Before she could dial any numbers, the door to the vampire’s office opened, and a stunning man with blond hair and icy, blue eyes walked out. His annoyed scowl changed to one of pleasure when he caught sight of Lewis.

“Who do we have here?” the man asked.

A sniff revealed the stranger to be a vampire, who did nothing to Lewis’ libido and still placed John Lesley as the only male capable of triggering Lewis’ hormones.

“You may go in now, Mr Larson.” The receptionist’s cold tone chilled the room. She didn’t approve of the vampire.

“Oh, you don’t have to rush away on my account.” The blue-eyed stranger remarked with a frown. “Larson? You don’t go by Tam also, do you? I’ve been trying to get an appointment for months. I’m Allard Brown.”

“No. Sorry. I’m his brother, and I don’t get involved in Tam’s business dealings.”

Some days, Lewis didn’t envy his genius brother. Everyone wanted something from Tam.

Lewis would hate all the attention. Some people were just born to shine brighter than others.

Lewis’ brother Tam glowed with the ferocity of a supernova.

“Go on into my office, Lewis,” John Lesley stood in doorway and waved a hand to beckon Lewis closer. Damn, Lewis hadn’t even heard him approach; the vampire had softer steps than a sneaky werewolf.

Instinct had Lewis walking away from the stranger who screamed predator without saying a word. Lewis might not be the strongest or smartest wolf on the block. Hell, he didn’t even have the most power in his own family, but he had excellent instincts.

As soon as he reached John, the vampire wrapped an arm around Lewis’ waist. Lewis almost jumped from the unexpected contact, but he didn’t want to give the wrong impression to Mr Brown. If John putting an arm around his waist kept the strange vampire away from Lewis, he’d allow the touch. Besides, John smelled delicious. Instinctively, Lewis tilted his head back to get a better whiff. Wallowing in the vampire’s natural aroma, Lewis almost missed John’s growled warning to Mr Brown.

“The Larsons are under my protection, Allard. Don’t forget that,” John ordered.

“What makes you think I want your mangy wolf?” Allard sneered.

John gave a snort, an inelegant sound from the always proper vampire. “If you drooled any more, you’d be in danger of soaking through my carpet. Get going and remember to keep your fangs to yourself.”

Allard growled. “Don’t be so stingy. I wouldn’t hurt him. I’d only take a tiny taste.”

“We’ll talk about your proposal later,” John said in a dismissive tone, not bothering to address the other vampires request.

Allard gave a low snarl and glared at John before turning and stomping off toward the elevator. No one moved or spoke until the doors closed behind him.

Lewis stepped away from John’s touch, ignoring his inner wolf whimpering at the loss of contact.

Clearing his throat, Lewis addressed the vamp. “You have some papers for me?”

John’s blue eyes sparkled. “Sure, and maybe some etchings you’d like to see.”

Lewis choked on his laughter but refused to be pulled into the vampire’s teasing mood. It would be easy enough to ignore a full-out seduction, but his wolf could never resist a chance to be playful.

Shaking his head at John’s nonsense, Lewis followed the vampire to his desk.

Lewis’ phone rang, the lyrics to Born to be Wild spurring him to rummage through his cargo pants’ pockets until he finally closed his fingers around the device.

Lewis pressed the connect button. “Hello, Tam.”

“Hey, Lew, did you get my paperwork?” Tam asked on the other end of the line.

“I’m at the office right now. I’ll have it to you in a bit,” Lewis replied.

His brother’s timely phone call saved Lewis from having to make eye contact with the delicious looking vampire before him.

“Is that Tam?” John snatched the phone out of Lewis’ hand.

He growled at the action.

“Easy, pup,” John murmured, the vampire’s attention already back on the phone.

Lewis half-heartedly listened to the vampire berate Tam over something he did to a client. Lewis shook his head. The sooner John learned that Tam knew best, the better off he’d be. Tam never did anything without a good reason. Not always a decipherable one, but in the end, he always had a purpose behind any action.

Spying a packet of papers with his brother’s name on them, Lewis snatched them off John’s desk. With a quick wave, he scooted out of the plush office as fast as he could go without actually running. He could retrieve his phone later. Lewis didn’t like the electronic leash anyway and only carried it to appease his family. His absentmindedness and disregard for time often caused his mother to call him and remind him to eat or sometimes to come home. He could live without it. No doubt Tam would track down his phone or give him a new one. Lewis shrugged off concern like a duck shedding water.

Smiling, Lewis skirted around the receptionist desk at high speed. The elevator opened as he approached. Pleased at his unusual luck, Lewis slid into the car and pressed the door shut button.

He didn’t want to take the chance John might catch him at the last minute.

Once the doors closed, Lewis leaned against the far wall with a sigh.

“I made it,” he said, smiling.

New Blog Story – Part 1

Here’s Part One of a new blog story, this is unedited and as of now nameless. Enjoy! -Sheri

 

“Vin, listen to me man. My uncle wants to thank you. Now he’s old world and there will be a lot of formalities. Just say yes sir and accept whatever he wants to give you.”

Vin raised an eyebrow at his friend. “He really freaks you out doesn’t he?”

The last time he’d seen Jessie this nervous they’d crashed a vampire sorority party. The girls had loved Vin, Jessie still growled at his less than excited reception.

Jessie licked his lip. “He’s just really important to the vamp world and I know sometimes you can’t help saying whatever is in your mind. Please, for me, hold back a little.”

He’d never seen Jessie this nervous before. Vin knew his friend had a point. He’d never been able to keep the words back. It came from living with an over controlling asshole for a father. He used his mouth as a weapon because his magic could kill. Vin hid behind his words because if he pent up his anger the release could be deadly.

“Okay, got it. I’ll try.”

He would but not too hard. Jess never really understood how powerful Vin’s magic ran through him. As a measure of their friendship Vin had never shown him.

Straightening up his shoulders, Vin nodded to Jessie. Like best friends they could face anything together.

“Master Lorendo will see you now.” The vampire lackey announced.

Vin wondered for a moment how many years lackiness lasted. After all if you were a servant as a vampire would you always be a servant? Surely hundreds of years waiting on someone else hand and foot was the vampire version of hell. Curious he wanted to ask but he didn’t have it in him.

As docilely as possible he allowed the vampire to lead them into a large room where dozens of people were milling around without apparent purpose or reason. Vin realized a meeting must’ve just broken up. It had the vibe of a post-meeting breakdown. Who knew vampires could have boring get-togethers too.

“There he is,” Jessie whispered. Vin could almost hear Jessie’s nerves strumming in the air. He never knew his friend to be afraid of anything. This uncle must be some kind of evil Dracula or something.

Did he want to meet this uncle? Maybe he could email his thanks. Vin turned to where Jessie pointed but after that all sounds outside of his own head were discounted. All the sights around him narrowed and faded from Vin’s head.

Him.

The blond man sitting in a chair at the head of the table had starred in Vin’s dreams for years. His. As if he were in one of his dreams or a waking trance Vin walked forward. Everyone and everything else in the room blurred around him as insignificant and unneeded, details that didn’t require his attention.

When he reached his goal he didn’t wait for the man to speak. He didn’t need words he knew what he wanted. Instead he climbed on to the chair and slid his legs on either side of the blond’s thighs.

“You’re mine,” Vin whispered. There couldn’t be any misunderstandings between them.

Vin plunged his fingers into his dream man’s thick, lush hair and pressed their lips together. At first the man didn’t respond, the lips beneath him remained lax until Vin thought he’d be jerked away. He lifted his mouth only to be yanked back. Fire burned through him as they kissed again.

The heat of their mouths pulled a moan from the man beneath him.

Fingers wrapped around Vin to pull him away yanked him closer. In Vin’s mind the image of the perfect bedroom flashed like a photo. Somehow he knew the room belonged to the man and was located somewhere in this building.

Yes.

They needed a bed. Vin burned with need. His cock hardened with the contact to his dream man.

Focusing on the image Vin transported them there.

A soft whomp filled the air as they landed on the large mattress from Vin’s mind.

For once words weren’t needed even if the dream man watched Vin with wonder. Unable to stand the clothing between them Vin vanished them with a spell even though he didn’t know if he’d be able to retrieve them. He didn’t always do good getting things back after they vanished.

 

Tuesday is for Teasing After All

So thanks to my fabulous husband, who fixed said technical file issue. You get your teaser after all. Please keep in mind that this is from a work that isn’t out yet, and as such may be unedited. So you get a giveaway and a Tuesday Tease, I really am going wild while Amber is away.

 

“You have to take him, everyone else has a partner,” Captain Neil Dowles folded his arms and glared back at Knox Channing. His impatient tone conveyed his lack of sympathy for Knox Channing’s issues.

Bastard.

“I don’t need a partner. You can pass him off to one of those people who like to work in teams.” Knox celebrated his two-hundredth birthday last week. He hardly needed a newbie recruit following him around to hold his cock while he pissed. Knox would never label himself as a people person. Other beings bugged the crap out of him and his inner wolf agreed.

“It’s already been decided by people higher up than me. Don’t worry you’re going to like this one, he’s pretty.” Dowles slapped a file down on Knox’s desk and walked away laughing. The captain’s black demon horns glowed under the fluorescent lights as he chuckled. Anyone that made the captain happy couldn’t be a good thing.

Knox growled. The urge to rip off his Dowles’ head and bounce it like a basketball caused fur to pop out of his arms.

“Easy Knox,” Amari Gustus said in his slow, calming voice. The one he used whenever Knox showed signs of going feral. The zephyr’s blue skin turned pale white when Knox turned his wolf eyes on him.

Amari quickly hid behind his partner, Div Woods a half-troll with a mean right hook.

Knox could feel his wolf rising to the surface. The beast didn’t want to be appeased it wanted to rip out someone’s throat. Only the threat of more sensitivity training kept him from gutting Div and playing his innards like a banjo. His expression must’ve showed his feelings because both detectives backed slowly away to their cubicle and returned to their own space.

“Hello,” a smooth tenor, sweet as honey and four times sexier than Knox’s favorite porn video filled the air.

Knox’s head snapped around so fast his neck cracked. His inner wolf forced him to take a deep breath to assess this newcomer. The scents of metal, earth and fire filled his nose along with a sweeter underlying fragrance he didn’t recognize but wanted to roll his entire body across.

Without thought Knox jumped to his feet, snatched up the newcomer then shoved his nose against the man’s neck. He barely registered lifting the man up as he plundered for more of that rich smell. A low growl vibrated his throat as he inhaled.

A giggle broke his concentration. His usually vicious inner alpha wolf wagged its tail in response to the sound. For the first time ever it wanted to play with someone and not attack.

“Knox, put him down!” Dowles demanded.

Knox growled. He kept the delicious smelling man dangling a good foot off the floor as he examined his find. Calm eyes the color of hammered gold regarded him with amusement. No fear emitted from the man with the amazing smell. He appeared more than happy to dangle from Knox’s grip.

“Hello, I’m Jett Holmes your new partner.”

Fuck the captain back to hell. Jett made GQ models look uglier than full-blooded goblins. When the captain had mentioned Jett’s prettiness he hadn’t been kidding.  With gold hair and gold eyes, Jett all but glowed with the optimistic newness of an enforcer straight out of training.

The thought of anyone rubbing that shine off him had Knox’s inner wolf growling again.

“You can put me down now, please.” Caution had replaced the calm expression of before and the sour scent of unease clouded his luscious smell.

“Oh, sorry.” He set Jett on the ground, careful not to drop him.

“I’ve never met a wolf shifter before.” Jett’s smile glowed as brilliant as the midday sun and three times as warm.

Knox tried to gather his usual grumpy manner to snap out an insult or even a snarl but looking into Jett’s sparkling gaze he lost his will to growl even a little bit.

He accepted the hand offered to him as meekly as an omega puppy.

“What are you?” Knox inhaled Jett’s scent again still not deciphering his fragrance. He’d never smelled anyone like Jett.

Jett tilted his head. “What do you mean?”

“You don’t smell human.”

“Oh,” Jett frowned, a slight downturn of lips that had Knox searching for a way to take back his statement. For some reason causing that frown disturbed him.

Captain Dowles interrupted. “Don’t worry about Jett’s status, Knox. He’s on a need to know basis.”

Knox scowled at his supervisor but didn’t pursue it. The sorrow in Jett’s voice held him back. He’d planned to push off the newbie to the closest willing cop, but he couldn’t now. A strong protective streak prevented him from even considering anyone else good enough to watch out for Jett. The pretty boy needed a powerful partner to watch his back. What if something happened to him? Knox’s wolf growled at the thought.

Knox was the meanest enforcer in the department. Anyone else wouldn’t be good enough. His inner wolf gave an approving bark over his decision.

Jett glanced down as if the ground had suddenly become fascinating or perhaps he was waiting for a hell portal to open up.

“Jett?”

Jett’s eyes flashed around the station at all the people hovering nearby.

Knox growled. He wrapped an arm around his new partner and ushered him towards the elevators. “We’ll talk at the coffee shop.” He made sure to make eye contact with each of the nosy Nellies who thought to make Jett uncomfortable. When everyone looked away —even the captain— his wolf gave a pleased bark.

Jett passively let Knox drag him onto the elevator and didn’t object when Knox wrapped an arm around his waist. The space between them offended Knox’s wolf since Jett didn’t properly carry his mark. His wolf snarled its displeasure at his unscarred neck.

“Stand still.” Knox ordered as he moved to stand in front of Jett. Leaning down he slid his cheeks across each of Jett’s making sure the man was soaked in his scent before stepping back.

“All better?” Jett’s good humor had been restored after Knox’s marking.

“Yes. If you’re going to be my partner people need to smell me on you so they know not to fuck with you,” Knox explained. “It’s for your own protection.”

“Ah. The captain warned me you’d either become possessive or kick me out on my ass. I guess you went for option one,” Jett’s smile warmed Knox again.

 

Tuesday Giveaway…Not Teasing!

Due to some technical file issues, today’s Tuesday Teaser is being replaced with a giveaway. Amber is away on many fabulous trips this week and next week, so I’ll be keeping the blog running. That’s me her PA, Sheri.

 

So for today’s giveaway, tell me if you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, and money was not a problem, where would you go?

 

The Prize: An ebook from Amber’s backlist, or if you have them all, a future ebook of your choice!

 

 

Moon Pack Monday – Elliott 2

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Elliott flung the pencil across the room. Planting his face in his hands he rubbed at his temple with his index fingers. The headaches had been worse lately. Even the air held a heavy weight against his skin. He kept his eyes closed to block out the light. Even dimmed the lights pierced his head.

He missed Parker. His mate had gone out of town leaving Elliott alone. It shouldn’t have been a big deal. As an introvert Elliott enjoyed being alone but he preferred to be alone with Parker.

He slid his right hand down to play with the links on his necklace, Parker’s necklace. The jewelry his mate had given so he always knew he was always on Parker’s mind. For a hard-eyed dominant Parker had a gentler side he only shared with Elliott. If he concentrated on Parker he could speak telepathically to his mate but he didn’t know what job Anthony had sent him on and Elliott didn’t dare interrupt Parker during a crucial time. What if he was chasing down a bad guy and Elliott distracted him?

“I knew I should’ve taken you with me.” Parker’s rich voice jerked Elliott out of his deep contemplation.

“Parker.” Elliott jumped up out of the chair, headache vanishing with the sight of his mate. He didn’t think twice before leaping into Parker’s arms.

“Generally I’d expect more decorum but I missed you to.”

Elliott would’ve spoke. Maybe argued in his defense but Parker didn’t seem upset if the hard kiss he pressed against Elliott’s mouth was any indication. Several minutes passed before Parker finished greeting Elliott. He melted against his mate uncaring if someone walked through the door and got an eyeful. They were always watching Elliott askance anyway, worried Parker would crush them if they upset Elliott. He’d tried to tell them Parker wasn’t like that but Parker intimidated more successfully than Elliott persuaded.

“How did the trip go?”

“I hunted down the mutant that was trying to set everything on fire.” Parker’s grim expression had Elliott sighing.

“You had to kill him didn’t you?”

Parker nodded. “There wasn’t any choice. He wasn’t really there any more.”

“I’m sorry.” Elliott knew Parker didn’t enjoy killing. People didn’t understand the toll it took on someone to kill another being.

Parker shrugged. “It took a while to hunt him. That’s why I’ve been gone so long.”

Two days. It shouldn’t have felt like eternity but it could’ve been longer.

“You do what you have to do.” He didn’t want Parker to feel bad about doing his job.

“I’ve talked to Silver and unless it’s an emergency they won’t send me out of town again.”

From their snatched conversations Elliott had learned the mutant had ran and Parker and Thomas had gone to chase after him.

“Thank you.”

Parker easily carried Elliott to the guest chair where he sat down Elliott and all. He pressed a kiss to Elliott’s forehead before he spoke. “Nothing is more important than you.”

Elliott rested his head on Parker’s shoulder. “I love you.”

Parker rubbed his hand along Elliott’s spine. “Love you back. Now let’s get you home and show you how much.”

“My day isn’t over yet?” He had a pile of paperwork he still hadn’t addressed.

“It is now. Anthony agreed to let you take the rest of the day off and all of tomorrow.”

“That was nice of him.” Any other person and Elliott might’ve suspected Parker bullied him into agreeing. No one bullied Anthony. Elliott could leave with a clear conscience. Sliding off Parker’s lap he grinned. “Then let’s go home and enjoy my time off.”

Parker stood and clasped Elliott’s hand. “Let’s.”

Father’s Day Winners!

Our four winners are:

younela
Paula Hadgraft
Maggie Miller
Noa Gale

Winners, can you email me at authoraccomplice@gmail.com with your preferred e-bookstore choice and the best email to send the GC to?

Thank you!

Stay Tuned!

I have giveaways planned for while Amber is away!