Thursday, January 28, 2016

Revealed, Warriors of the Light 2 by April Zyon



Warriors of the Light 2

by April Zyon

Published by Evernight Publishing

Cover art by Jay Aheer (Simply Defined Art)

divider5 Blurb: Hector is a born warrior and protector. But in the war against evil, he cannot fight alone. While he has his brothers-in-arms by his side, a new element is necessary for this battle. That's when he finds Riley, and he realizes dreams can come true—even for one cursed to walk forever throughout time. Riley Jensen is sensitive to lies—the lies others tell, and any she has ever tried to tell. Seeking out sanctuary behind thick walls is her only escape from the pain. Except now it appears she might be the hunted. Not one to sit back and wait, she goes on the offensive with the help of a powerful warrior. As the danger grows thicker, lies will blend with truth. Only Riley can discern fact from fiction with her gift to keep all the warriors walking the true path.

This is a previously published work. It has been revised and edited for Evernight Publishing.
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Excerpt: He slid a finger down her cheek. “The bond is strong, especially when the woman you care for carries something so amazing and precious within. When she is your other, better half, you need to be close to her in the hope that some of that goodness will rub off on you and help to lighten the load we all carry.” “And you’ve found her?” Damn him for making me ask. She leaned into his touch, all but purring when he stroked his finger down her cheek again. She was as close to him as she could possibly get, her hand resting lightly on his chest as she looked up at him. “Tell me,” she whispered. She had to know that she wasn’t alone in this feeling, that he was as attracted to her as she was to him. “I did,” he answered. “She is an amazing beauty, a pure and kind soul, elegant, poised, and much too good for a warrior like me. She could have any man falling at her feet, yet she seems to have taken an interest in only one. For which I am grateful.” “I have a feeling that she would move heaven and earth for you,” Riley admitted quietly, her face turned up to him as she spoke. Licking her lips, she all but shivered at the need that was in his eyes. “I really think you should kiss me again.” “I think you may be right.” His arms came around her, pulling her up close to his chest, and his head lowered. But he didn’t kiss her immediately. Instead he brushed his nose over hers, then over her cheek. As the anticipation began to build to a nearly explosive point, he finally pressed his lips to hers in a hard, demanding kiss. Riley gave in completely to his passion. She wrapped her arms around his neck. Her hands fisted into his hair. She shuddered and opened to him, his tongue brushing over hers before he took full control. He was dominating her in that moment, and she was fully willing to allow it to happen. Hector’s arms tightened around her as he bent her back over an arm. One hand was soon up in her hair, holding it tight. His mouth devoured hers, and he let out a low growl that shot through her entire body. Then his lips were gone, but his heavy and hard breathing was still a hot brush over her skin. “We should talk first,” he said, his voice not entirely steady. Riley nodded and moved so that she could hug him. Her feet were off the ground, and he was keeping her up, but she was fine with that. She pulled back and smiled teasingly. “You running from this?” He huffed out a breath. “It’s called a strategic retreat, for your information. It’s either that or I have you naked, on the table, with my cock buried inside of you, without a care for the fact that there’s someone else in the house with us. We need to talk before we do anything like that. You need to know what’s going on, and I made you a promise.” Stepping back, he grabbed one of her hands and tugged her up the stairs and down the hall to the room they would be sharing. divider5

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Saturday, January 9, 2016

Bonded, Warriors of the Light 1 by April Zyon

Warriors of the Light, 1
by April Zyon
Published by: Evernight Publishing

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Warriors of Light, 1
In the war between good and evil, a new breed of warrior has emerged. Strong and proud, they will band together to challenge an evil incarnate that threatens to tip the balance between the dark and the light.

Gaius Julius Alexander has learned a number of things over his many years. The bad guys are extremely impolite and their timing sucks. And the best laid plans will always go sideways at the least opportune time. For centuries he’s protected the innocent and fought for what’s right. Solid. Solitary. Dominant—and secretly afraid of turning into the monsters that he hunts. Until a routine assignment changed the game and gave him something worth living for.

Emily Duncan has spent her life trying to do the right thing. Between running her own shop and using her psychic ability to help the police track down cold-blooded killers, she didn’t think her life could get much crazier. Until a tall, dark stranger showed up and claimed that her life was in danger and insisted she go with him if she wanted to stay alive.

Be Warned: BDSM, spanking, anal play
This is a previously published work. It has been revised and edited for Evernight Publishing.

Shaking off the last vestiges of the dream that held him in its grasp, Gaius Alexander rubbed his hands to his face. He sat on the side of the bed, then ran his fingers through his short, ink-black hair and stood. Padding on silent feet to the large French doors, he tossed them open and walked naked onto the marble balcony that faced the rear of his property. Hands braced on the balustrade, he surveyed the land that he owned, the small piece of paradise that he had earned through sweat, hard work, and blood.

Even with all that he had endured and survived, the nightmares still wouldn’t leave him alone and plagued him night after night. Lifting his face to the moon, he looked over the perfectly manicured grounds with the pristine white marble busts of the original vestal virgins. All were women who were far more than what they seemed on the surface. Goddesses, as his people had seen them, one and all. He smirked, wondering just what history would think if he told them the truth of matters.

Before he blew his cover, or at least the cover that he was sane, and called up the History Channel to offer an in-depth interview with none other than Caligula, he was saved by the ringing of his phone.
“What.” It wasn’t a question, and it wasn’t a statement. It was more of a snarled command. The demand of a man that had led others in battle and come out the victor. It was the voice of a man that dared any to screw him around.

“Where?” he asked. When he was told, he growled, “I got it.” His words were low and almost menacing as he shut down the call.

Walking to his closet, Gaius pulled out his clothing. Specially treated leathers went on first. He shrugged into a silk shirt, tucked it in, then opened the second closet door. Looking over the cache of weapons, he chose ones that would fit inside of the particularly made holders on his pants, ones that no one would be the wiser of unless they were running their hands over him very intimately. Which, since he was not in the mood for play, wasn’t happening. After he strapped the weapons onto his body, he pulled out his cell phone and scanned the full workup that Helen and Mercury had created for the woman.

Then Gaius stepped into his shit-kicker boots, complete with steel toes and switchblades that he could trigger with a simple movement. Grabbing his long sword, he put it into the holder on the back of his leather jacket and was off, long strides taking him through his darkened home. A click of a remote had his weapons closet closing and locking with ease.

In the garage, he looked at the available vehicles and decided to go for speed and protection. As much as he would love to take his bike, he knew that, in this instance, an actual car would be necessary. He had been riding a horse since the day he had been born, but Gaius found that he definitely enjoyed vehicles. The European ones were his favorite for speed, but this had to be more than that. He climbed into the heavily armored SUV and started toward the destination—the shop of the little human who seemed to be on the radar of far too many people.

Once he got started on the road, Gaius began to think about the woman he was going to retrieve. There was something about her that called to him. Even now, he found himself pulling out his iPhone and staring at an image of the beauty. There was something ethereal about her.

His thumb stroked over her ebony locks, and he found himself wanting to lose himself in her expressive, brown eyes.

He stopped the SUV. He looked at her again and let out a breath. If he didn’t know better, he would swear that she was his. He had seen it happen before. Had seen some of his brethren falling to the charms of their vestal virgins, and now he worried that would be him. Gaius enjoyed being single. He enjoyed being able to sleep with who he wanted, when he wanted.

Gaius began to think of the other warriors that he had known who had found their other halves, their mates. He groaned. Son of a bitch, I’m mooning over a woman I’ve never met.

He felt his cock harden at just the thought of sliding into her silken pussy. There was no way she was his. He knew he would never be so blessed by the fates and that no woman would ever be so cursed.