I can finally say with confidence that Bonds of Fire will be ready by January 31st! After a holiday vacation then two weeks with the flu, I had to keep pushing back the release date. But now I am well and back at work! The book’s blurb and teaser are also ready. So to whet your appetite for Willow Bellum and Alpha Lyonis Keelan’s story, here is a taste of things to come.
Hotheaded succubus Willow Bellum doesn’t take kindly to being given to the Alpha of the shapeshifters. When the will from her dead father puts Willow under the Alpha’s protection, she runs. Yet no matter how hard or fast she runs, he always seems to catch her. And with each stolen moment together, Willow finds herself relenting to his quick smile and passionate kisses more and more.
When the Alpha finally captures his feisty succubus, he proceeds with a full-on seduction meant to weaken her defenses. Alpha Lyonis Keelan hasn’t made his way to position of Alpha lightly and Willow’s defiance to his touch only makes him more determined to win her. Because whether she wants it or not, Willow is his mate and he plans to keep her no matter what.
As their love struggles to take hold, an ancient demon stalks Willow. Unable to rest until it sees her dead, Willow and Lyonis must stand together or risk losing everything.
I can’t wait to have this book finished and edited. So far it’s my longest and has already surpassed the word count of Chains of Frost. I estimate this novel to be at least 100k when it’s all wrapped up.
Last but not least here is a teaser from Bonds of Fire:
“As if this is any way to woo a lady,” Willow muttered, tugging on the chains around her wrists.
“Well, I’ve tried the more traditional means, but they seem to mean nothing to you.”
Willow’s eyes frantically searched the room, found the source of the voice. She cursed bitterly.
“What are you doing here?”
Lyonis Keelan stalked to the bed where he’d conveniently chained her. Sexist pig. He wore something similar to what he always wore. A baggy pair of khaki’s and a loose, button-down plaid shirt. Simple clothes but on him they looked good enough for a GQ model. God, she hated him.
“Don’t you remember? I saved your life.”
“Well you don’t have to sound so cocky about it.” Suddenly his face was in front of hers. His eyes hard with anger, lips pulled in a frown.
“I am not happy that I had to rescue you from nearly drowning. The water was pitch black. It took longer than it should have to find you. I was terrified you’d die down there,” he said roughly. The way his eyes traced over her face almost made it seem like he cared.
“You don’t care about me so stop acting like it.”
“Oh, but I care very much.” His fingers traced over her cheek. His touch burned.
“You don’t know anything about me, Alpha. So why don’t you back the fuck up.” She used her bitchiest of tones. The kind that made men throw up their hands and back away from her like she had lit dynamite strapped to her chest.
But the Alpha only grinned. “I know everything I need to know.”
She tried not to ask, but it came out anyways. “Like what?”
He smiled bigger. It was happy and had probably charmed many women into his bed. Hundreds of them, thousands…sluts.
“That you are mine.” Willow snapped her teeth at him. He tossed back his head and laughed. “If you want to bite then go ahead, sweetheart. But be warned that my teeth are bigger, sharper, and longer.”
Willow snorted. Men. Always bragging.
She looked pointedly at her chains and the room spun around her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before she said, “Mind telling me why I’m chained to a bed? And know that before you answer, if you say I’m in your bedroom I will kill you.”
Lastly, my website is down for a few days while I switch hosting services. If you need to contact me, find me on Facebook or email me at firstname.lastname@example.org. Otherwise I hope you check out The Bellum Sister’s Trilogy, starting with the first book, Chains of Frost!
Happy reading everyone,
-T. A. Grey-