Hunter’s Mark by V.S Morgan #newrelease #decadentpub #shifters


Title: Hunter’s Mark
Author: V.S. Morgan
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Length: 74 pages
Genre(s): Contemporary Erotic I/R M/M Paranormal Romance

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Release Date October 10, 2014

Artist Casey Smith lives a quiet life, under the radar of his enemies, until one fateful night he loses control and the astonishing image of a wolf racing down a suburban street splashes all over social media.

Hunter’s bullet never misses its target. The assassin seeks out and kills his prey with a clear conscience by following two simple rules: 1) Don’t kill innocents 2) Don’t kill shifters.

Realizing his latest assignment violates those rules, the hunter activates Princess Protocol and the assassin becomes the protector. Red hot attraction flares between the hit man and his former target. Can Hunter resist the sweet shifter in his care?

He stepped closer to Casey’s stall but stumbled over something small and furry. The toe of one Birkenstock caught on a clump of grass as he attempted not to trample the little beast, and he ass-planted with said beast jumping onto his chest to give him a broad doggie smile.
His buddy laughed piss-your-pants-hard in his ear. Fuck a duck.
“Miss Priscilla!”
The target he’d worked so hard to observe remotely sank to the ground between his sprawled-out legs, peeling the tiny hairball off his chest and setting it on the ground.
“I’m so sorry! Are you okay?”
Big blue eyes fringed with long, pale lashes scanned his body while strong yet gentle hands moved over his ankles and legs, searching for an injury. Oh, a toucher. His wolf basked in the tactile attention. His breath hitched as those hands glided past his knees and skimmed his thighs.
Damn, he needed to get laid after this assignment.
“Oh, my, what a li’l sweetie. Look at those freckles! I wonder if he’s got them everywhere. I’d like to lick them,” Rex crowed in his ear.
He growled.
The other man chortled. “Possessive, much?”
He inhaled deeply, only to be slammed with the force of a Mack truck. Strawberries on a warm summer’s day and fresh-cut grass—shit, his target smelled delicious. He took another breath, and his brain reeled. He’s a wolf shifter, too? Fuck.
Casey’s brows furrowed. “Where are you hurt?”
He forced a smile. “I’m fine. No worries.”
Casey returned the smile, his wide and high beam combined with sparkling eyes. Hunter stared as warmth wrapped around him like a blanket. He had no ammo against such a happy, open expression. The guy freaking glowed.

About the Author:
V.S. Morgan has lived all over the US but calls Minnesota her home now. Her family includes her hubby, son, and a menagerie of pets.

She’s been writing stories since she could hold a pencil and dreams of happily ever afters – even for two hot men – because love knows no boundaries. V.S. writes MC/IR contemporary, paranormal, and suspense m/m and m/f with heart. She plans to branch into fantasy and sci fi romance, as well.

V.S. is a GLBT ally and a lifetime contributor of The Trevor Project.

Website: http://www.vsmorgan.com
Facebook and Goodreads: V.S. Morgan
Twitter: @vsmorgan1

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Unless You Can Be A Unicorn: Delphina Miyares Blog Tour


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Always be yourself… that was the last advice Scout’s Grandma Nora gave her before she died. Scout has spent her life trying to be anything but, but she has a chance to start anew as she moves several states away to college. She had always thought the glowing aura she saw around some people was a childhood fancy, but when it starts coming back just as she’s starting her new life, she learns there was much hidden about who she truly is.

Thankfully, she has a motley crew to help her along the way: a spunky bookseller, a trustworthy pub owner, a commanding grandmother, a possible best friend, and a hot rocker boy who only has eyes for her.

Unless You Can Be A Unicorn is a New Adult Paranormal Romance with content appropriate for a Young Adult audience.


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The Midweek Tease #MWTease

It’s that time of the week again. This time I’m giving you guys a snippet from Submitting to the Boss. Originally this story was for an anthology which I missed the deadline for.

SO lets have a peek into Dee Chapin’s head.

If anyone in the office could read her mind, Dee Chapin would get into serious trouble. She absentmindedly nibbled on her bottom lip as she typed on her keyboard. Every few minutes she peeked over the top of the screen. The way her desk was arranged allowed her an uninterrupted view into her boss’s office. She glanced back down at the screen and randomly typed in some notes she’d scribbled down from the Weston meeting. It wasn’t her fault James was one of those guys who inspired dirty fantasies in the middle of the work day.

Dee liked to think she was completely in control of her crush. Unfortunately her eyes had a life of their own. They always seemed to follow him as he walked across the floor, drifted down his back and checking out his butt. A sight that had her heart beating that much faster. Dee crossed her legs, her pencil skirt pulled tight across her thighs.

She glanced back down at her screen and swore underneath her breath, half a dozen red lines had appeared under the words she’d typed. Dee needed a new job. If there was ever a more pathetic excuse for a crush she didn’t know about it.

It could have been worse; she managed to stop herself blurting out her secret desires whenever he asked her to come into his office. Where do you want me, Sir? Bent over your desk with my legs spread? That wouldn’t be a problem, Sir. Would you like me to take notes? Please Sir, spank me some more. Dee shook her head tension built between her legs; she pressed her thighs together and risked another glance over her computer.

A few more hours, that was all she had to get through and then she could go home. Her plan for the night was pretty unimpressive, rent a movie and order in a pizza. Her thighs probably wouldn’t like her for it but Mario’s did great pizza. Her thighs would get over it.


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The Midweek Tease #MWTease

Welcome back to another Midweek Tease. I submitted Guitars and Cupcakes last week and it didn’t go well. SO this week I’m in rewriting and tightening up the manuscript. I’m hopefully to have it sent back off on Saturday.

They weren’t completely out of sight from the door but Clayton wasn’t in any rush to stop kissing her, drinking in her moans and sighs. He stopped himself short of touching her completely. That would try out to be a dangerous slope giving into the need running through him, like a barely contained river. Instead he pressed his lower body against hers showing her how much he wanted her. Clayton groaned as her fingertips traced the sensitive skin at the base of his neck. The move almost tentative, unsure.

Clayton broke the kiss as Kit pressed her hand against his chest. Green eyes stared up at him. The palest shade of pink coloured her cheeks. He reached up, cupping her cheek feeling the faint tremor that went through her, as he ran his thumb across her parted lips, and stole another kiss.

“Clayton.” She murmured his name. “I can’t do this.”

That got his attention. “I can never find the right moment with you, can I?” He sighed.

Kit laughed. “I should have unlocked the front door ten minutes ago.”

“Rain check?” He dipped his head. God, don’t say no beautiful.

She bit her bottom lip. There it was again. Whoever hurt her to begin with had really done a number on her. “I should say no.”

He pushed off the wall, and walked back far enough until his back knocked against the opposite wall. Clayton didn’t want to put distance between them but it was safer. Especially when it took every ounce of self-control he possessed not to brush his fingers against the bare strip of skin just visible beneath her t-shirt. “But you’re not going to.”

“And why is that?” Her expression became guarded.

“Because you’re as curious about this as I am.” He knew that she was. There was no denying the way she surrendered to his touch. A spark like theirs? It would be a crime not to explore it.

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