by Lynn Tyler

Rescue is Here!

I’m so excited to announce that Rescue, Pack Mates book 7 is finally here. Getting Gunny and Pay to tell their story was like pulling teeth but they eventually agreed to tell it.

Falling in love had never been in the plan.

Somehow, among the horrors of war, wolf shifters, Payton Ward and Sven Gunnerson fall for each other and begin a not so secret romance.

But all is not what it seems. After being abandoned by their country in the middle of the Congo, a gravely injured Pay and Gunny, along with their unit, must make the gruelling journey home, leaving a part of themselves behind. There’s a pack waiting for them in Smooth Rock Falls, and it sounds like paradise compared to where they’ve been living.

Pay had thought the jungle trek and his recovery would be the hardest part of his life. He was wrong. Love is more difficult than he’d ever imagined. His beloved Gunny seems to be having second thoughts about their relationship.

Gunny’s head is reeling. One moment he was carrying his injured lover through hell, the next, he was expected to settle down with a mate. But he’s scared; scared of having his heart broken.

With one unit member missing, and the existence of their species about to be revealed, will Pay and Gunny be able to survive, let alone learn to love?

Warning: Hot shifters, sexy romance and cute kids ahead. Author is not responsible for any squeals or exploding ovaries

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Mine to Keep is HERE!

Hello all! Mine to Keep has finally been released.

Chris Towns is overworked and lonely. As the only beta wolf in the Fraser Lake Pack and co-owner of a fledgling business, he barely has time to sleep, let alone commit to a relationship. Until a simple trip to the airport changes everything.

When Eagle Elder Rylan Blake lands in Fraser Lake, he’s expecting to treat a sick, lone eagle. The last thing he expects to find is romance, especially since he’s never felt any type of attraction before.

Just as Chris and Rylan begin to realize their feelings, tragedy strikes, reminding them both why falling in love with each other had been such a bad idea.

Can love really conquer all?

Grab it now from Amazon. Other links will be added as they become available.

Let’s get STEAMY!

What do you get when you take fire and water, add in a missing dragon queen, magic, a pining lawyer and a smexy dragon shifter?

Steam, of course!

Yes, Steam is finally here! 0.99 cents on Amazon for a limited time and absolutely free on Kindle Unlimited.

 

He’s broken. She thinks she’s crazy. Either they work together or the world they know will be gone forever.

Sunny Kerrigan has never quite figured out what was wrong with her. After being raised in a series of foster homes, and even a stint in the local psychiatric unit as a child, it’s not until she’s visited by two strange men that she finally gets some answers about her past. She’s a witch. A fire handler, to be specific.

Sloan Shirer, the MacAlister water handler, has never gotten over the death of his wife. But the arrival of the new fire handler, with a personality that matches her name, shakes him to the core. Suddenly, he’s feeling things he’d thought died all those years ago with his wife.

Sunny and Sloan struggle to find their way as the prophesied battle looms ever closer in this steamy new series.

This book has been previously published.

 

Steam is Coming!

Watch out or you might get burned!

Sunny can’t quite figure out what’s wrong with her. She’s even done a stint in the local psychiatric unit. And it culminates in flame and big men with Scottish accents insisting she’s a witch.

Sloan still isn’t over the death of his wife and now he has to train the beautiful new fire handler. What has he done to deserve this fate?

Add in a missing dragon queen and her drop-dead gorgeous dragon-shifter son, a vindictive witch from a rival clan determined to wreak destruction and a  prophecy predicting the end of the world and it’s a recipe for disaster.

Or for ever-lasting love.

Available at Amazon and through Kindle Unlimited

Holiday Reading 2016!

Stuff your kindle with some awesome reads! Just click on the covers.

Silent Night

This Christmas isn’t about celebration for eighteen-year-old Kyndra, it’s about survival.  

Pierce's Choice

After having been removed from his parents' home for his own safety, Pierce Nevitt has lived his entire life at someone else’s whim. 

Guarding Her Dragon

What happens when a Christmas elf with way too much sass for her little pointed ears finds a centuries old Guardsman buried in the snow?

The Fifth Moon's Wolf

Valentine Lobo is the last werewolf left in all the Coral System. The undisputed leader of planet Lupine, he has been waiting for his genetically engineered bride for centuries.

Blood and Magic

Magic didn’t just find Luke Caulfield. It chased him down, bludgeoned him, and has been dogging him ever since.

Trancing the Tiger

After her parents become infected with the Red Death, Lucy Yeoh flees to Malaysia seeking answers.

Valkyrie's Vengeance

A thirty-year alliance that aligned wolves and hunters has shattered.

Josie's Miracle

A doctor for the White River Wolves, Josie Bennett is devoted to her pack and her calling to heal those in need. Then one fateful night changes everything.

Blackout

Everyone Lara loves, dies. All she wants is to be numb, and she's about to get her wish...

Enchanted by Destiny

In a land ruled by magic, can two elves break a dark curse and forge a new destiny together?

An Angel Fallen

Mark Mayer has fallen for a woman. Literally. He's given up being an angel to chase after his would-be beloved, a werewolf who's gone feral because she won't settle with a mate.

Dying For A Living

Jesse dies for a living, literally. As a Necronite, she is one of the population's rare 2% who can serve as a death replacement agent, dying so others don't have to.


On Santa's Naughty List

What could be better than gifting yourself with a weekend fling with a dark-haired, muscle-bound desk clerk at a high-end ski resort? Why, a wickedly sensual holiday season with the big man in red himself.


Bear Skin

Curvaceous midwife Jenna wasn’t expecting her fated mate to show up in a blizzard.

Shifter

Life lesson number one: Never anger a powerful witch. Too bad Dimitri Sullivan didn’t know the beautiful redhead he met at a bar, bedded, and skipped out on was a witch—let alone a psychotic one who turns him into a diseased-ridden, flea-bitten, house cat.

ife lesson number one: Never anger a powerful witch. Too bad Dimitri Sullivan didn’t know the beautiful redhead he met at a bar, bedded, and skipped out on was a witch—let alone a psychotic one who turns him into a diseased-ridden, flea-bitten, house cat.

Steam

He's broken. She thinks she's crazy. Either they work together or the world they know will be gone forever.

Tuesday Take Over with Rebecca Rivard

Hi, everyone—

I’m Rebecca Rivard and I write dark shifters, sexy fae and other magical creatures—which has to be one of the best jobs ever!

A Special Breed of Shifters

My Fada Shapeshifters series started in a local park. I live in the Chesapeake Bay region, and one day I was swimming in a creek with my husband. The water tumbles over large rocks that could be the entrance to a hidden, other world. One with magical beings like shapeshifters and dryads and fae…

What, I wondered, if someone was watching me—a man, whose world I’d intruded upon? And what if he was a shapeshifter who could shift to water animals.

My series was born. The first three novels feature the Rock Run River Fada—a special breed of water shapeshifters with magical Gifts and the ability to shift into animals like dolphins, sharks and even otters. There are also earth fada, who shift into mountain lions, jaguars, wolves and other land-based animals.

Then there are the fae, like the fae queen in Seducing the Sun Fae, who as the novel begins is being secretly studied by a dark shifter alpha just like the one I pictured there in the woods that day. He plans to seduce her—and then kidnap her.

My latest release is a prequel to the Fada Shapeshifter series. This story took me to 1850s Ireland and an Irish sea fada Seer named Ula—and the Portuguese shifter whom she suspects is up to no good. I’m so thrilled that advance readers are loving the chemistry between Ula and her dark shifter mate, Nisio!

Stealing Ula: A Fada Shapeshifter Prequel

She’s an Irish Seer with a Gift she can’t control…

He’s a mercenary with a dark secret…

Here’s an excerpt:

In this scene, Irish sea fada Ula has followed Nisio, a visiting Portuguese river fada, as he hurries somewhere within her clan’s base. She’s sure that Nisio is up to something.  But he disappears until—

Ula rounded the corner to the last landing—and there on the bottom step was a large, black-haired man staring up at her.

She jolted and pressed a hand to her pounding heart. “Bloody hell! You scared me.”

Nisio’s silver eyes glinted in the shadows. “Did I?” he replied in his slow, careful English as he started up the stairs. “Then I must apologize, senhorita.”

“That’s all right. It’s just you startled—”

She halted as he stepped onto the landing and moved back so that she was against the stone wall.

He set a hand on the wall next to her head. His shirt hung open and her eyes involuntarily dipped to the bare chest just inches away.

Ula was used to seeing half-naked men. Water fada were adapted to cool temperatures. At home in their caverns, they dressed in minimal clothing and went barefoot.

But holy blue seas, the man was beautiful: broad shouldered and heavily muscled with smooth olive skin. Her fingers itched to tangle themselves in the curly black hair dusting his chest.

She swallowed and curled them into her palms.

Nisio’s eyes darkened. “Ula.” Just her name, spoken in a husky voice that sent an answering vibration down her spine.

She moistened her lips. “Nisio. I—” Her mind blanked.

He tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. “You search for me, perhaps?”

“I was, aye.” She nodded vigorously. “I’m just after making sure everything is all right.” It was the truth, but not the whole truth.

One black brow kicked up skeptically. “That is kind. But as I have told you, everything is fine. Your clan, it is most generous.”

“Lovely—I’m happy to hear that.” She gave him a bright smile, and said, “Well, I guess I’ll be on my way,” and went to slip around him.

He moved so that his body blocked hers. “I think not.”

“What?” She froze, her back to the wall, and stared up at him. “And why not, I’d like to know?”

He shifted closer. So close she could feel the heat of him all along her body. Her heart slammed against her rib cage. Slow, hard strokes that stole the air from her lungs.

“You followed me, Ula. I want to know why. The truth, por favor.”

She pressed her lips together. Unable to lie, because it would make her sick, and besides, he’d scent it anyway.

“Nothing to say, hm?” He studied her from beneath lush black lashes that were almost too pretty for a man but were the perfect balance for his lean, hard face.

She drew a shaky breath. She should stop this—demand he let her go. She was in her own clan’s base. He wouldn’t dare hurt her, not if he wanted to make it out of Ireland alive.

But somehow she couldn’t bring herself to say the words. She stared at him, caught by the heat in his expression and something in herself, something that ached for whatever he had to give her.

“You’ve got it all wrong. I wasn’t—” She halted and shook her head.

Sim,” he murmured darkly. “If I were you, I would not speak that lie. It will only make you ill, não é?”

She moved a shoulder.

He stroked the sensitive underside of her jaw, then continued down to where the bodice of her dress came to a vee. “You are here to see to my needs, yes? What if I have need of you?”

She shook her head helplessly. The vision flashed through her mind. This seemed inevitable, something that had been foretold. She reminded herself that she didn’t trust her visions, but Goddess, she ached for this one to be true.

He slipped a finger under her bodice, teasing the top of her breast. She was panting now, unable to fill her lungs. Her nipples prickled, pushing against the thin blue-and-white cotton.

Nisio’s gaze flicked down, taking in the hard points. He gripped her shoulders, muttered something harsh in Portuguese and brought his mouth to hers.

Ula braced her hands against the wall, expecting a hard, punishing kiss. She knew this was his way of teaching her a lesson for spying on him. But instead he halted, his mouth a hairsbreadth from hers and teased the seam of her lips with his tongue. Heat slid over her in sensuous rivulets. Her whole body went taut.

His nostrils flared and she knew he scented her wanting. “Por favor, cara,” he murmured. “I want only a taste…”

Something in her melted at his coaxing tone. She parted her lips and he slipped his tongue inside, tasting her in sweet, deliberate strokes until her head was spinning and her knees felt like jelly.

He lifted his head and took a deep breath.

She gulped. “Nisio?”

He cupped her face. “Shh…”

For a hushed moment, they stared at each other. This close, she could see his silver irises were rimmed with a darker gray, a container for the translucent shimmer of his eyes.

Then his mouth took hers again. This time, one kiss followed another in an unbroken line that left her breathless: deep, drugging kisses. His body pinned her to the wall, his chest hard against her breasts, his erection hot against her belly even through the layers of clothing separating them.

Ula forgot that she was a little afraid of him. She forgot that she didn’t quite trust him. She just wanted more.

A bit about Rebecca Rivard:

As a teenager, I read way too many romances, little realizing I was actually preparing for a career. After a detour through various genres, I’ve returned to my first love. Seducing the Sun Fae: A Fada Novel, Book 1 was a 2016 EPIC Awards Finalist for Best Fantasy/Paranormal Romance and Ensnared: A Vampire Blood Courtesans Romance was a Night Owl Reviews Top Pick.

When I’m not in my writing cave dreaming up stories about dark shifters, sexy fae and ruthless vampires, I can be found taking photos (which I frequently post on Instagram), walking or biking with my husband, or wrestling the weeds in my yard. The weeds are winning.

You can pick up Stealing Ula at any eBook store:

Amazon: myBook.to/StlUlaAm
iBooks:  https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1176305937
NOOK: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1125138639

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/stealing-ula-a-fada-shapeshifter-prequel

And I’m so excited to have stories in two upcoming anthologies! “Lir’s Lady” is part of Once Upon a Midnight Solstice, a box set with 7 sexy paranormal romances that will be out on Dec. 13—just in time for the holidays. “Valentine Kisses” will be in Once Upon a Valentine along with stories from 11 other bestselling paranormal and contemporary authors (out Feb. 14).

Stay in touch! I love to connect with readers.

Email: rivardromance@gmail.com

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Making Magic with Isadora Montrose

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Hello everyone, I am Isadora Montrose and I am thrilled to be on Lynn Tyler’s blog. Today, I want to share with you part of the process of writing my dragon shifter stories.

Dragon’s Christmas Captive is book 5 in my Lords of the Dragon Islands series.
The first thing I do when I start outlining a new book is to look at what the challenges will be for the characters. No challenges – no story. Then I use that to inject humor into the situation. I describe my stories as spicy romps, because they should not be taken too seriously. But the feelings that lead to the hot HEA – those are the real deal and not funny at all!

In my next dragon shifter romance, Dragon’s Christmas Captive, Elven Princess Alexandra has emerged from 800 years of solitude to search for her mate. The humor in the story comes from the collision between Theo’s twenty-first century world and Lexi’s medieval expectations.

To Lexi technology appears to be some new magic – by turns mysterious and powerful, and yet not as easy to use as her own. But equally, she is bewildered by Theo’s ignorance of things she takes for granted.

Dragon’s Christmas Captive

Dragon shifter Theo Lindorm has been hunting for his Fated Mate for 10 years. Elven princess Lexi has been waiting for her Prince for 1000.

She is prepared to settle for this modern day Viking barbarian, and trade immortality for a home and family. All Theo wants is a soft, sweet Valkyrie and some firelings.

If only Alpha Male Theo would play by Lexi’s ancient rules. But this Naval Officer resists her spells, and retaliates with a sensual enchantment of his own. As her attempts to make Theo love her fail, Lexi finds herself trapped in a mortal body snared by human feelings. How could Fate be so cruel?

Here is an excerpt:

“We haven’t got a chance. I’m sorry, Princess, I truly am. But it’s not even a forlorn hope.”

Alexandra folded her tiny arms across her chest. Her green eyes blazed. “You haven’t even tried,” she complained. “It’s your Quest. What kind of a dragon ignores a Quest?”

Theo leaned back in his armchair, crossed his arms, and stretched his legs out in front of him. He was enjoying himself. She was so indignant, and so cute. Mad as a hatter, of course, but cute as anything. Just being around the princess amused him. How could he convince her? He ambled across to his laptop, booted it up and googled the Gulf of Bothnia.

“What is that?” She was suspicious. She swooped onto the keyboard. Her feet sent the screen into a flurry of changing images. She leapt straight up into the air and hovered, wings beating furiously.

“Um, you can’t stand there, Princess,” he said, trying not to laugh. She perched trembling on his bun, holding on to his dirk to steady herself.

“Is it dragon magic?” Her voice was sharp.

“No. It’s technology.”

“What is this technology? Is it some kind of sorcery?” Her trembling increased.

“If it is, it’s white magic. Nothing to be frightened of.” Theo scrolled to the section of the map that showed Severn Island. He tapped the screen with a ballpoint pen. “This is where we are.” He expanded the map and pointed again. “And this is where your tree grew.”

Alexandra had stopped trembling, but now she began vibrating so hard his little dagger shook with the force of her excitement. “There’s my tree,” she cried. “But you cut it down,” she said more doubtfully.

“This photograph was taken some time ago, it shows the past, Princess, not the present.”

“The Pool of Loki is better,” she informed him grandly. “It shows the past, the present and the future.”

“I’m not familiar with the Pool of Loki,” Theo said dryly. “But this map is the best one I’ve got. Can you show me where the dragon fell from the sky?”

“I don’t know,” Princess Alexandra peered down at the screen. Her voice was faint and buzzed with anxiety. “I think you should look at my map.”

She flew down in front of him and stood beside his laptop. A stick shorter than her trident materialized in her little hand. She held it out to him. Theo did not know how to take it without taking her entire arm too. Eventually he laid his palm flat and she placed the minute object on it.

It began to grow before his eyes. Soon it was clearly a tightly rolled scroll wound around an ivory stick with gilded knobs. In a very little while, it was large enough for him to unroll. He laid it flat on his bed, where it gave new meaning to ‘pop-up’. Princess Alexandra stood on his shoulder and squeaked into his ear, as the forests and hills came into high relief.

“This is hard to understand,” she said, “When it’s so cursed big. I don’t know where I am.” She flew down and began to walk gingerly across the map. Her purple and gold dress seemed to be entirely composed of glitter and floss. Her pale limbs winked through the fabric as she clambered uphill and down.

She stumbled and fell. “I can’t find my grove,” she grumbled, fluttering up to his shoulder again.

Theo put his finger down on the little rise that Princess Alexandra’s trees grew on. “This is it, right here.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m sure, sweetheart. I’m good at reading maps.”

“And swimming,” she said. “You wear funny orange colored livery when you go beneath the waves to play with your pets. Carrying drink. You can hold your breath for a long time like the whales. I’ve seen you – many times.”

It took Theo a moment to realize that she thought his dive tanks were some kind of beverage carrier. “It’s a whole new world, Princess, that you’ve woken up in.”

“You needn’t sound so happy about it, Lindorm.”

“What are these little ships here?” With the tip of his pen, Theo tapped the map where squared-sailed vessels bobbed in the blue waves.

“Those are the longships that fought with those of the Snorre the Thief, of course.” Her tone suggested he lacked the brains of the village idiot.

“Of course. And where did Snorre fall to his death?”

“There.” Alexandra pointed with her small trident.

Theo saw that a burgundy dragon struggled on the white frilled waves. The waves swallowed Snorre and spat him out – over and over. A gruesome little animation. His pixie was a bloodthirsty little imp.

A bit about Isadora Montrose:

I write hot paranormal romance. I just celebrated my Indie-publishing birthday on Oct 22. I had no idea that this gig would turn out to be mainly about interacting with readers and other authors. Indie-publishing is a way more intimate experience than I ever dreamed, and I love every minute.

My spicy stories involve heroic bear shifters and hunky dragon shifters and the curvy women who are their fated mates. I have three series: Bear Fursuits, The Bachelor Bears of Yakima Ridge, and Lords of the Dragon Islands. Next year, I intend to launch a Phoenix shifter series of military Alpha Males.

Alpha males who are both tender and protective are the heroes I enjoy reading about, so those are the kinds of guys I put in my books. I want my heroines to be someone with whom the reader can identify: bold, brave women facing head-on the challenges thrown at them by a hard world.

I decided to write stories about full figured women who look like the average woman, because I want my readers to identify with my heroines. Their men think they are beautiful and desirable, and love them to bits.

Right now, I am excited about the holidays. Dragon’s Christmas Captive will be published in Shifters Secrets & Surprises, a box set with 3 other hot holiday romances.

And my full length novel Dragon’s Possession about Theo’s cousin Lars will be available for pre-orders on Nov 21.

Read Dragon’s Christmas Captive and the steamy shorts of Lily Thorne, Emma Alisyn and Anna Lowe in Shifters, Secrets and Surprises.

It will also be available in Kindle Unlimited as are all my other books:

Check out my books on my Amazon page.

I love to talk to my readers. Drop me a line, or join my readers group where I post snippets of my WIP and share new covers, etc.

Email: isadora@isadoramontrose.com
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THANK YOU for making it to the end: The talented Anna Lowe has created a jigsaw puzzle of the cover of Shifters, Secrets & Surprises. I hope you enjoy it: http://bit.ly/2fAqacL

Words and Food: Love at First Read with Monica La Porta

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Thank you for having me, Lynn! Let me introduce myself to your fantastic readers: Hi, my name is Monica La Porta, I write love stories, and I like to build worlds with my pen (or more precisely, with my too big fingers on a battered keyboard) and cook (because I love food.) So, it won’t come as a surprise that I am always trying to shed some pounds and that my heroes and heroines are often eating or preparing their meals. Once or twice, a recipe might have found its way into a story, especially if I was attempting to follow a diet while writing. While I was working on The Immortal Greek (The Immortals, Book 2), I must have gone through a serious withdrawal phase, because Alexander and Ravenna keep eating throughout the whole story; she even cooks for him her favorite dish in a heated scene I had so much fun writing. So, without further ado, have a taste of immortal cooking…

 

Ravenna’s Greek Chicken

“What about Greek chicken?” Ravenna asked.

Alexander stood by the counter, arms on the marble surface, a grin on his face. “Is that an insult?”

She raised an eyebrow. “Please. Give me some credit. If I wanted to insult you, you would have known.”

“Well, you are sharp.”

“You’ve never had chicken à la Greek?” She opened the frozen compartment and took out a plastic bag with a pound of chicken thighs. Once every two or three months—depending on her job—she drove to a farm in Umbria, two hours north of Rome, and bought organic meat she then separated and refrigerated at home.

He laughed. “Never even heard of it before now.”

“Then you’re lucky because it’s my favorite dish and one I can make blindfolded.” She regretted the analogy as soon as it came out of her mouth, and hoped he couldn’t see her fingers were fumbling with the resealable strip on the bag.

“Really? Would you wear one for me?” He leaned on the counter and put his chin on his fisted hands. “It sounds fascinating.”

She turned her back to him and opened the plastic bag by puncturing it with a knife, then set it in a plate she placed inside the microwave. “Don’t get yourself too comfortable. Help me with the onions.”

Alexander strode to the sink and washed his hands. She handed him a dishcloth while checking on the meat defrosting in the microwave. He dried his hands, then reached over the knife block to her right. His arm brushed her shirt over her chest, and her legs became jelly. Instinctively, she felt the need to cover her flimsy blouse and grabbed the kitchen apron she kept on a hook by the fridge.

“Let me.” He laid the knife on the counter, then stepped back and helped her tie the apron’s strings around her waist.

“I can do it—” Somehow, her hands weren’t able to muster such a simple act on their own and they had kept stumbling against each other.

“You smell so good.”

She felt his breath on her neck and a set of shivers ran through her. Her body reacted to his nearness with an enthusiasm that left her looking for support. Where her first reaction would have been to lean back against him, she dropped her hands over the counter beside the sink instead. She tried to maintain as much distance as she could between their bodies, but it felt wrong.

“Like jasmine and sage.” His knuckles trailed the side of her throat from her ear to the hollow on her shoulder. Then his fingers traveled down her side and found their way under the apron, and he traced circles over the shirt and above the swell of her breast.

She wanted more than anything to press his hand lower and recline her head back for her mouth to meet his, but she was terrified whatever happened next would mean so much to her and nothing to him. Aching with need she had never experienced before, she steadied her resolve. “Stop.”

He flashed to her side before she had even finished uttering the command. She noticed his right hand shook as he sliced the onions she had put on the cutting board for him. The tension between them intensified as the cooking preparations proceeded, but he didn’t attempt to touch her again. Despite he was complying with what she had asked of him, it hurt.

“Can you take care of sautéing the onions and the garlic?” She passed him a head of garlic and small pan. “The oil is there.” She pointed at the green bottle on the windowsill over the sink.

He worked as instructed with a certainty in his actions revealing that not only he knew how to cook, but that he also enjoyed doing it. She caught herself staring at him maneuvering the pan over the stove. “Be careful not to burn the onions and remove the golden-brown garlic.”

He laughed. “As you command, Enforcer.”

She rolled her eyes, but her lips turned up in a smile. “My kitchen, my rules.”

He stopped tinkering with the pan, and satisfied by the coloring of the onions, he set it aside. Then he leaned with his back to the counter to face her. “You’re the domineering type, aren’t you?”

Unable to bear the intensity in his gaze, she turned her back to him, and focused on her cooking once again. “I’m glad you finally realized it.” She rolled the chicken she had cut into cubes in the flour, then heated a few tablespoons of extra virgin olive oil in a second pan and cooked the meat.

“Sometimes, giving up power makes you free to feel.” He had walked the few steps separating the counter from the stove and was now towering behind her. “Enhances your senses.” He leaned closer. “Opens your mind to possibilities you would’ve never considered.” He breathed behind her ear, sending shivers up and down her body. “Experiences that transcend pleasure and transport you to a different plane of existence.” Without touching her, he kept whispering so close to her throat his words caressed her skin. “A plane where time and space don’t matter, but only kisses and touches, and hands exploring bodies, and need so raw it kills being separated from her, from him.”

Suddenly, he moved away. Where there had been warmth only a moment before, there was now cold. She gasped and had to steady herself against the counter, her entire body pulsing with energy, her heart galloping inside her chest, her legs melting under her.

“What’s next?” He stood next to her, close, but again not touching.

“What?” She wouldn’t dare look at him, not wanting to expose herself, her thoughts so loud he would read them in her eyes.

He laid his hands palm down on the counter, leaned forward, and tilted his head toward her. “What do you want me to do next?”

She felt his silent call and couldn’t find the strength to fight him. She had tried, but it was futile to deny the attraction she felt for him. The moment her eyes met his, Ravenna was lost in them and decided she must have him. She inched closer.

“Do you want me to cut more vegetables?” Alexander asked.

She blinked.

He smiled. “More onions? What else can I do? I’m so hungry.”

 

The Immortal Greek blurb:

 

Alexander Drako: handsome, famous, rich, and on the cover of every tabloid in Europe. He has done it all and seen it all. Born a Greek in the times of the Roman Empire, he was chosen by a capricious goddess as one of her immortal followers. With his surfer good looks and a playboy disposition, Alexander has been living the life every man dreams of, at least for the last two thousand years.
Tall, elegant, and unapproachable, Ravenna Del Sarto is the perfect example of a modern career woman. An enforcer for the Immortal Council, she brings the bad guys of the paranormal world to justice. She doesn’t have time for fun and has zero tolerance for playboys.
During the highly anticipated End of Summer party, a young immortal commits suicide by jumping from Alexander’s balcony and Ravenna is called to investigate the death. Alexander quickly learns that not only Ravenna’s walls are impenetrable to his easy smile, but she is also bringing him up on charges.
Will she detain him?
Or will his legendary charms help him out of this one?

 

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A few more words about me: Several years ago I landed in Washington State and never left, because I find the mist and the rain fascinating. I write in several genres, from stark dystopian and sweet futuristic romance, to paranormal with an Italian twist. Below are the links to a few freebies if you’d like a taste of my stories. Each title is the first in its series. I hope you will enjoy them as much as I’ve had fun writing them! And don’t hesitate to contact me on my Facebook page if you have any question. I love hearing from my readers! Or sign to my newsletter if you want to keep up with sales and new releases.

 

The Lost Centurion

Gaia

The Fifth Moon’s Wolf

The Priest

Steam ~ When fire meets water

He’s broken. She thinks she’s crazy. Either they work together or the world they know will be gone forever.

From the author of the bestselling Pack Mates series, comes the first novel in her brand new series.

Sunny Kerrigan has never quite figured out what was wrong with her. After being raised in a series of foster homes, and even a stint in the local psychiatric unit as a child, it’s not until she’s visited by two strange men that she finally gets some answers about her past. She’s a witch. A fire handler, to be specific.

Sloan Shirer, the MacAlister water handler, has never gotten over the death of his wife. But the arrival of the new fire handler, with a personality that matches her name, shakes him to the core. Suddenly, he’s feeling things he’d thought died all those years ago with his wife.

Sunny and Sloan struggle to find their way as the prophesied battle looms ever closer in this steamy new series.

Coming soon. This book has been previously published.

What people are saying about Lynn Tyler:

“…it went from being a more or less gritty crime thriller to an ‘Outer Limits’ episode…which I loved!” Amazon reader on Lynn Tyler’s Hunted.

“Lynn Tyler kills me with her talent. I’m standing on top of a chair, clapping my hands hysterically while yelling BRAVA!” Amazon reader on Lynn Tyler’s Pierce’s Choice.

“What a deliciously unique, must read novel in contemporary PNR fiction!…I was immediately blown away as this page-turner grabbed me from the start and held on tight, never letting go even after I had finished then left me craving more!…An amazingly smooth writing style that flows seamlessly throughout this intriguing and unusual story-line, and kept me engaged at all times…I was left holding my breath as my heart raced and I turned the pages even faster to see what would happen next- then I didn’t want it to end.” Goodreads Reviewer on Lynn Tyler’s Hunted.

Guest Post ~ Two sexy shifter doctors

‘Coming In Hot’
 Author Spotlight Tour!

Today’s Spotlight 

Sexual Healing

By
Izzy Szyn!
@izzyszyn

Coming In Hot Paranormal & Contemporary Medical Romance Boxed Set: Paramedical meets paranormal: Shifters, Werewolves, Vampires, and More!

Paramedical meets paranormal in this steamy set filled with doctors, nurses, paramedics, shifters, werewolves, vampires, and more!
Get a dose of romance, STAT! 
Featuring NYT, USA Today, and Amazon bestselling authors, we’re Coming In Hot with paranormal to contemporary, and sizzling to seductive bedside manners by the doctors, nurses, paramedics, and more in this boxed set.
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Two sexy shifter doctors need one sexy paramedic as their mate.
 

 

Paramedic Zoe Whitaker was set to become engaged until “they” came back. Lycan Werepire Doctors Brent Taylor and Liam Barnes have come back to Saginaw Heights for one reason only — to claim Zoe for their mate.

New York Times Bestselling Author Izzy Szyn was born in May of 2014 when a friend dared her to write. Born and raised in Detroit, Mi. Izzy now lives in Oklahoma City with her furchild Misty, the friendliest Chihuahua/Terrier you will ever meet. Currently works in a call center, where she writes in between phone calls. 

Izzy loves to keep in touch with her readers.


Hello! Thank you for this opportunity to talk about my new release Sexual Healing and help my readers get to know me better.)

Tell us about your title featured in this set:

The title is Sexual Healing and it is about 22 pages long (give or take) and I wrote it in ten days. (true story)My computer hard drive crashed 12 days before my book for the boxed set was due to be submitted. Everything that I had written and edited up to that point was lost. I thought I had it saved in one other place but it wasn’t there.

The honest truth was that even though I liked what I had written something didn’t seem right. I couldn’t place my finger on it until I started getting the urge to write another paranormal at the same time. So I decided to go with my gut and turned Sexual Healing from a contemporary setting to a paranormal one.

When I was approached for the boxed set, the first thing that came to my head was Marvin Gaye’s Sexual Healing, so I went with it.

Tell us something about yourself:

I work full-time in a call center, and write in between phone calls. I hope one day to be able to stay home and write full-time.I’m happily single, have a dog named Misty who is a spoiled brat, but loves everyone. I was born and raised in Detroit, but now live in Oklahoma city.

Tell us about your writing process: 

I write what the characters tell me to write I’m a complete pantser as far as writing. Outlines make me sweat.

What is your favourite genre to read? 
I will read pretty much everything, but my fav is erotic.What would you say is the one thing are you most passionate about? 

In professional life I’d have to say get better with each story.When you are not writing, what do you like to do? 

Watch movies, play Kitchen Scramble on fbIf someone who hasn’t read any your books asked you to describe your story in this set (the elevator pitch!) what would you say?

Hmmm, A friends into lovers story with a paranormal twist. Zoe was friends with Liam Barnes and Brent Taylor in high school, but they left when Liam’s parents found them in bed together the night of their graduation party.They return ten years later and things have changed. Zoe is about to become engaged to Liam’s twin brother Derek and Liam and Brent have changed in more ways than one. They are what i like to call werepires, a combination vampire and shifter and they came back to town to claim their mate. Zoe.

Where can readers connect with you? 

I live on facebook or it seems like I do. You can find me on Fb, twitter you can email me. I’m on Instagram too but still forget to go there sometimes.Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/izzyszyn
FB: https://www.facebook.com/izzyszynhome/
Website: http://izzyszyn.weebly.com/


“Hi,” she said to them coming up. “Liam? I didn’t know you’d be here too.”
“When Brent told me that he saw you at the hospital, I couldn’t stay away,” Liam stood up and hugged her. Damn he smelled good. A smoky, woodsy scent that came from him and not some cologne that could be bought. “I’ve missed you.”

“If you’d really missed me then you would’ve contacted me,” Zoe refused to admit that her heart flipped. “When did you get back to town?”

“A few days ago,” Brent replied. “I’m here for a few days as a consultant for a case. But that’s not the only reason why we’re here.”

“Oh,” Zoe’s heart sank. “What’s the other reason?”

“We came for you,” Liam told her.

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