Category Archives: Shayla Black

Are you coming to RT? So are we! Come see us!

A whole bunch of the AM authors are hitting Kansas City next week…come see us at the mega booksigning on Saturday!

The signing takes place during the RT Convention in Kansas City.  Check out the site to see which other authors are going to be there, and to learn more.  The signing is on Saturday, May 4th, 2013 from 11am – 2pm at the Sheraton Kansas City Hotel at Crown Center in Kansas City, Mo.

The AM authors attending:

Shiloh Walker
Sylvia Day
Jules Bennett
Mary Wine.
HelenKay Dimon
Shayla Black
Beth Williamson
Nikki Duncan
Delilah Devlin
Rhyannon Byrd

The mega booksigning is open to the public. There is a $5 fee to get inside and then you get to go crazy and meet and greet like mad.  If you live in or around the area, we’d love to see you!

One Dom To Love is now available!

I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving and found some great sales on Black Friday! I have been busy, busy, busy!

One Dom To Love is available! It’s the first book in the Doms of Her Life series, which is a super-sexy serialized tale of one tempestuous woman thoroughly in love with two men and their fight to see which Dom will come out on top. Jenna Jacob, Isabella LaPearl, and I have worked day and night to bring this story to life. We’re thrilled with the results. We hope you are, too!

One Dom To Love

One Dom To Love

Raine Kendall has been in love with her boss, Macen Hammerman, for years. Determined to make the man notice that she’s a grown woman with desires and needs, she pours out her heart and offers her body to him—only to be crushingly rejected. But when his friend, very single, very sexy Liam O’Neill watches the other Dom refuse to act on his obvious feelings for Raine, he resolves to step in and do whatever it takes to help Hammer find happiness again, even rousing his friend’s possessive instincts by making the girl a proposition too tempting to refuse. But he never imagines that he’ll end up falling for her himself.

Hammer has buried his lust for Raine for years. After rescuing the budding runaway from an alley behind his exclusive BDSM Dungeon, he has come to covet the pretty submissive. But tragedy has taught him that he can never be what she needs. So he watches over her while struggling to keep his distance. Liam’s crafty plan blindsides Hammer, especially when he sees how determined his friend is to possess Raine for his own. Hammer isn’t ready to give the lovely submissive over to any other Dom, but can he heal from his past and fight for her? Or will he lose Raine if she truly gives herself—heart, body, and soul—to Liam?

I’ll also be releasing Wicked All The Way this month and will send you a special email notification when it’s available. I’m currently targeting December 18th , so stay tuned. What’s it about? Read on…

Retired military colonel Caleb Edgington has spent two long years trying to achieve the most important mission objective of his life—but not behind enemy lines. He’s trying to capture a woman with a broken heart. Having lost at love once, he understands being gun shy. The residual fears from Carlotta Buckley’s nasty divorce have stood between them, but he’s done with that. And he’s got the perfect strategy to lure her in…

Carlotta never thought she’d fall in love again. Once bitten, she’s now more than twice shy. And Caleb is everything she can’t handle—fierce, relentless, uncompromising…sexual. She’s managed to mostly avoid him, but now his son and her daughter need their help. Can Caleb and the spirit of the season convince her that she’s ready to take a chance on love again?

There will be some updates on your favorite Wicked Lovers as well. I hope you enjoy it! I’ll let everyone know as soon as it’s available.

In the Audiobook department, “Surrender To Me” has just been released, as well as “Delicious” and  “Decadent.”  “Belong To Me” is slated for a February release, “Mine To Hold” will be available in March, and “Ours To Love” will release with the e-book as well as the print in May!

Coming soon is the 4th installment in the “Masters of Ménage” series “Their Virgin Princess” written with Lexi Blake. We are hoping to have it ready sometime right after Christmas.


“The Virgin Concubine, Masters of Ménage, Book 3” as well as  “Their Virgin’s Secret, Masters of Ménage, Book 2” and “Their Virgin’s Secret” Masters of Ménage, Book 1” are available at all online retailers in electronic format as well as print!  Shayla has all new look to the website and the newsletter, so stop by and read the latest “Whisper” and make a comment to win possible prizes! Check for more details.

Check for more details.  You can also find me on Facebook as well as Twitter @Shayla_Black

Her Fantasy Men now Available

I have been so busy this Summer that I didn’t even realize Fall was sneaking up on me and we are nearing the corner to all of the wonderful Holidays! I have so many new things to tell you about I am not sure where to start!.


Her Fantasy men”, a novella that was once a part of the anthology “Four Play”. Released this week with a spectacular new cover and there’s a hot excerpt on my website!  If you have not had a chance to read this yet, you can find it at Amazon, Barnes & Noble and all of the other usual electronic book retailers.

Speaking of websites- my website is all new! Stop by, let me know what you think of the new design.  It is very interactive and you can post your thoughts on my “Whispers” section as well download the printable book list so you can read in order!

Last month the release of “Their Virgin Concubine ”, co-written with author Lexi Blake was released and so far the reviews are fantastic!  We are hoping to get the 4th installment in the “Masters of Ménage” series, “Their Virgin Princess” out around the end of the year, if not before!


Strictly Forbidden”, my latest re-released historical is now available available  in e-book version is available also at Amazon, Barnes & Noble and Smashwords.  It joins the re-release of  “Strictly Surrender” and should be available in print format within a couple of weeks. I am always trying to keep you updated and I am looking for your feedback on my website, as well as doing some fun give-aways! Check for more details.  You can also find me on Facebook as well as Twitter @Shayla_Black



Their Virgin’s Secret

Their Virgin’s Secret
Contemporary Erotic Romance/Menage a trois

Release Date: Dec 24, 2011

Order: Coming soon!
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Two Men on a Mission

Security Professionals Burke and Cole Lennox have shared women before but never meant to fall in love with one. Their lives are precarious, always on the edge of trouble. But Jessa Wade is too tempting, too perfect to let go. They’re on a dangerous mission, but they can’t help but get close to the beautiful, innocent artist. When their mission takes them to a foreign land, they reluctantly leave their love behind, promising to return for her one day.

A Woman with a Secret

After her lovers disappeared, Jessa Wade bravely moves on with her life, protecting her secret. But when she becomes the target of one of Burke and Cole’s enemies, the men leap into action, vowing to save their woman and to never leave again. As danger stalks all three, they must come together and face the mistakes of their past. On the run and out of time, Burke and Cole will fight for their future with Jessa. But will Jessa’s secret bring them together…or tear them apart?

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Their Virgin Captive
Contemporary Erotic Romance/Menage a quatre
Release Date: August 30, 2011

Brothers Gavin, Slade, and Dex, fall hard for Gavin’s new secretary, beautiful Hannah Craig. The oil executives know they must give her time to get to know them before she can choose one . . . who will seduce the virgin and keep her for his own. But when a dangerous predator begins stalking the small-town beauty, they work together to protect her, abducting Hannah and spiriting her to an isolated hideaway. Once alone with her, none of them can contain their burning desire. Though Slade and Dex don’t mind sharing, Gavin’s tragic past has put distance between him and his brothers. Now, they’re hoping that not only will Hannah love them back . . . but maybe mend their fractured family.

After overcoming her initial fears, the men teach her wild pleasure she’s never imagined. She grows closer to each, their devotion melting her inhibitions. Hannah finds herself embracing love with all three men—and hoping she can heal Gavin’s wounded soul. But her new found happiness turns to terror when her stalker finds her. Will Gavin, Slade and Dex lose their woman to a menace that threatens everything they hold dear, or will they finally unite to make Hannah theirs forever?

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Now that I’ve explained what I’m talking about today, I can move onto the how and why. I’ve been dying to write a ménage book since my last one released in 2008, but I couldn’t squeeze one into my schedule all by myself. I’ve also been so tempted to try collaborating for years and years. In this project and in this co-author, I think I’ve found the perfect blend. I think the book is by turns funny, angsty, and yes, very hot. I’m super excited to share this book and my very first collaboration with readers. For a sneak peek at the first chapter, just click here. Then buckle your seatbelt. Next Tuesday is going to be a wild ride!

March Mania!

Have you ever heard the old saying that March roars in like a lion and out like a lamb? For me, that hasn’t been the case at all! The whole month been roaring with one thing after another. I’m, not sure where the time is going!

The first thing I want to say is thank you to all of you who bought a copy of SURRENDER TO ME during its first week of release! It has debuted on New York Times trade bestseller list for the first time! I am humbled and thrilled. I really appreciate you!!! The book also debuted at #6 on the Neilsen Bookscan trade romance bestseller list, at #1 on the Borders romance trade bestseller list and #40 on the Barnes & Noble trade fiction bestseller list. I am super excited and I thank you so much!

I recently finished BELONG TO ME, the next book in my Wicked Lovers series! When I typed “The End”, it was with a deep sense of satisfaction. I absolutely LOVE Logan and Tara. Their relationship is so hot and tender. It kind of melted me a little. *sigh* I love this series and hope to continue writing it for a very long time. I’ll be starting Tyler’s book next, and I’m feeling really excited. I can’t wait!

I just received the cover for this book from my publisher. I really love it and think it conveys the love and passion that this couple has for one another! I am always thrilled with the amount of input they give me on my covers.

BELONG TO ME is already up for pre-sale at Amazon and Barnes & Noble.

Pre-order: Amazon | Barnes & Noble

For those of you in the Dallas/Ft. Worth area, I will be at signing books with fellow authors Nikki Duncan, Angi Morgan and Candace Havens at the Barnes & Noble in Lewisville, TX on April 16, 2011 at 2pm. We’re planning on making it a spring fling celebration, and I am really looking forward to it!

Lastly, there is now a group of Role Players just starting to play the Doomsday Brethren on Facebook! When they approached me about this I was so excited and honored! You can find them on Facebook by searching for Doomsday Brethren, then joining the public page.

And if you haven’t heard I have joined the Twitter revolution! You can follow me at @Shayla_Black.

Hope the rest of March is fabulous for everyone!


I’m often accused of tormenting readers just before I have a new title release. Okay, maybe I like to tease a little. Or a lot. I won’t deny that I enjoy it. With that said, I’m here today to offer up a new tease. Read on…

Surrender to Me
Wicked Lovers, Book 4

Publisher: Berkley HEAT
ISBN-13: 978-0425236550
ISBN-10: 0425236552
Release Date: March 2011
Genre: Erotic Romance

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© Shelley Bradley LLC

Here, now, her panting breaths mingled with Hunter’s, his unrelenting stare reached through the shadows, promising searing pleasure. Despite her misgivings about his bent for control, Kata wanted him. Badly.

“Don’t stop,” she whispered, raising her hips.

He hesitated, then levered himself up to shut the bathroom door—blocking out Ben’s soft snores. He lowered himself to the mattress again, hovering over her, his stare drilling into her in the shadows. “I’m going to take you alone tonight.”

“I know.”

“Repeatedly,” he vowed.

Her breath caught. Desire branded his masculine face as his hot palm caressed her breast, the curve of her waist, before settling inside her thigh—skating heart-stoppingly close to her pussy. And then he stopped. As she strained toward him, her ache ratcheted up.

He seemed to know exactly what drove her mad.

“Keep talking to me.” His husky murmur whispered across her skin.

“Tell you what I want in bed?” Kata had no doubt he was capable of giving it to her.

“That, and more. I want you to be completely open to me.”


“In every way.” His eyes were solemn, startlingly direct.

Her heart skipped a beat. Kata pulled her lip through her teeth and peered up at the hard, shadowed angles of his face. “What is it you want, exactly?”

“All you’re willing to give me.” He smiled wryly. “And probably more.”

Those murmured words raised all of her red flags. What did he want beyond passion? Surely not more than a night of pleasure with no regrets. They’d been ridiculously in sync so far.

Maybe hinting at possessiveness was his shtick. Maybe he thought women dug it. Whatever . . .

“I can’t promise I’ll agree to everything, but if you do something I don’t like, we’ll talk it out.”

“Good.” His fingers tightened on her thighs. He pried them apart a bit wider, then wriggled down her body. His mouth loomed closer to the ache she desperately needed him to sate. “Kata, I will push you.”

“About the bedside light?” Kata frowned. Would he still want her if he actually saw all her curves?

“For starters.”

She paused. “Hunter—”

“Trust me, honey.”

The way he called her “honey” made Kata shiver. Usually, she hated that endearment, but the way he said it . . . hmm. Then the rest of his words registered in her lust-ridden brain. Trust him . . . with what? Was he trying to tell her that he was into some freaky shit? He’d done ménages before. What else did he have in his repertoire?

“Look, I don’t know how your preferences run, but I have a few boundaries.”

“Such as?” He breathed against her stomach, pressing mind-stealing kisses to her skin.

“I’m really afraid of knives.”

His husky laugh warmed her. “No knives. I’m hard-core, not weird.”

Kata relaxed. Maybe she was overthinking this. “I don’t like pain.”

Hunter shrugged and trailed his fingers through her very wet pussy. “You’ll only get the good kind from me. The last thing I want to do is hurt you.”

She frowned. “Look, in case you didn’t get it earlier, I won’t be dominated.”

“You’ll be fine.”

His voice reassured her more than his words, but he hadn’t done anything to give her pause, other than put out a dominant vibe. She’d run across that before and walked away unscathed. She could handle Hunter, too.

Kata shot him a cocky grin and let her knees relax to the sides, widening her thighs. “Okay, then. Do your worst.”

“Oh, honey,” he chided, his gaze fused on hers. “Don’t doubt me. I will.”

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New Doomsday Brethren releases!

I thought this week would NEVER get here. Like NEVER. I’ve never had a double-release week, so this is awesome! I can’t tell you how excited I am about ENTICE ME AT TWILIGHT. I think Duke became one of my favorite heroes ever and totally surprised me…but I’m getting ahead of myself. Today, I’m going to put up a new excerpt and tease you with a few questions from an upcoming interview with Duke.

Entice Me At Twilight
Doomsday Brethren Series, Book 4
– Duke’s story
Publisher: Pocket Books
Genre: Paranormal/Urban Fantasy Romance
ISBN: 978-1439166772
Release Date: October 26, 2010
Order: Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Borders | Books-A-Million | Simon & Schuster | Indie Bound | Target | Overstock
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In national bestselling author Shayla Black’s electrifying new novel, the Doomsday Brethren fight their mortal enemy for the newest weapon in a bloody magical war: the only woman a magical warrior shouldn’t claim…and the one he can’t resist.

Dangerously handsome Simon Northam, Duke of Hurstgrove, and his uptight barrister brother hardly get along, but crashing Mason’s wedding and stealing his fiancée take sibling rivalry to a new level. Duke’s family knows nothing of his magical prowess or the Doomsday Brethren, so how can he explain that mankind’s fate lies with the beautiful, tenacious bride he longs to seduce for himself?

Felicia is an Untouchable, a rare human whose presence disables magic—even the impenetrable forces surrounding Morganna le Fay’s tomb. The evil witch’s malicious powers could propel nefarious wizard Mathias to ultimate world domination . . . if he can resurrect her. To conceal herself, Felicia must heed her simmering desires to mate with Duke, but he risks binding his life—and sanity—to a lover whose loyalty may be forever torn. He faces a terrible choice: betray his brother for ultimate survival… or lose the woman who tempts him beyond control.

“A little magic, romance and gripping suspense combine to create an enchanting tale. This is truly a top-notch addition to the Doomsday Brethren series.” ~ RT Book Review

5 Blue Ribbons! “Passionate, magical, and just downright sexy…ENTICE ME AT TWILIGHT is the perfect story…” ~ Romance Junkies

“…once again the reader is swept away into a world of danger and magic as the characters grow and the plot thickens. A great series and a wonderful read!” ~ Fresh Fiction

“The latest Doomsday Brethren romantic fantasy, ENTICE ME AT TWILIGHT, is a stupendous thriller… Shayla Black entices readers to stay up long past Twilight to finish this terrific tale.” ~ Harriet Klausner

5 stars! “Shayla Black is a premier writer of passionate yet emotional novels. Danger, passion and emotion make ENTICE ME AT TWILIGHT an attention-grabbing read during every engrossing scene.” ~ Single Titles

Top Pick! “Entice Me at Twilight is an action packed, emotionally intense novel that will enchant the heart… Another great read by Shayla Black that will be added to my keeper shelf.” ~ Night Owl Romance

“…hot and emotional, grabbing readers from the beginning, and the action will keep you on the edge of your seat. ENTICE ME AT TWILIGHT is a book I highly recommend.” ~ Romance Reviews Today


© Shelley Bradley LLC

A sudden crash of the door against the wall, coupled with a feral growl, startled Felicia. Her blood froze and her heart flipped over. Fearing attack, she whirled. It wasn’t Mathias and the Anarki. Instead, she found danger of another kind.

Hurstgrove. His hair was uncharacteristically mussed, as if he’d raked a hand through it over and over. His pupils were dilated. A flush darkened his bronzed face. His wide chest, visible beneath his half unbuttoned shirt, rose and fell with each agitated breath. Need jumped through her belly, then pulsed lower.

“Felicia.” His normally cultured voice rattled across the room, echoing off the walls. Stark. Aggressive.


Oh dear God. His intent was unmistakable. He’d come to claim her.

Felicia bit her lip as her gaze traveled down, over Hurstgrove’s hard abdominals and narrow hips to see— Bloody hell. He was aroused. Very.

In response, her body throbbed, the ache deep, strong, demanding. She released a ragged breath, her yearning to touch him so deep, she clenched her fist to contain it.

From the corner of her eye, she saw the other women exchange meaningful glances.

Felicia frowned. “Hurstgrove, I—”

“Damn it! My bloody name is Simon.” He charged across the room and clasped her in a feverishly tight grip. “You are my mate. Say my name.”

She hesitated. If she did, would the added intimacy give him the green light to ravish her and draw her deeper under his spell? They should seal this union. But as desperately as she wanted him, how could sharing a bed with him not affect her heart?

No doubt he was the sort of lover who made lying back and thinking of England impossible. She shivered. It wasn’t merely the sex—at which Felicia had no doubt he’d be quite skilled—but the intimacy. His kisses. His touch. His sensual heat. His whispered words. His possession. All would deepen her feelings, put her heart in peril. The part of her that had never stopped weeping after Deirdre’s death was terrified of being that unguarded with anyone again.

Felicia tried to ease away from Hurstgrove. His grip held like iron. Both panic and excitement zipped through her.

He glared at the other women. “Get out. Now.”

Jaws dropping, Kari exited quickly, followed by Sydney and Anka. Olivia paused to pat her shoulder on her way out the door.

“Wait!” she called after them.

They went on, falling quickly out of sight. Only Sabelle lingered in the doorway.

Felicia tried to swallow her rising desire and anxiety. “What’s happening?”

Hurstgrove’s fingers dug deeper into her shoulders. “What should have happened the moment you spoke the Binding. I’m going to kiss you, then sink deep inside of you until you know exactly which brother you belong to.”

Felicia sucked in a breath, her insides pulsing at his words.

“It’s mating fever,” Sabelle murmured. “His instincts… He kissed you some days ago, sending his body into awareness. Once he spoke the Call, he became a ticking bomb.” Regret spread over her soft features. “Sorry. I should have realized…”

That Hurstgrove would become sexually demanding? Felicia stared up into his blunt, dominating stare. He wanted her; he meant to take her.

Ignoring her attraction was her best means of self-preservation. Two days ago, she could have. The past twenty-four hours had peeled back his layers, proving he was brave, committed, smart, self-sacrificing. After fleeing through the night with Hurstgrove, kissing him, Binding to him, something in her had changed. She’d cleaved to him in some way that had nothing to do with the words they’d exchanged and everything to do with her feelings for him. Knowing he’d visited a surrogate had ripped her open with a hurt she didn’t want to experience again. But if she refused him, she would.

Doing without him now would hurt her more.

Felicia rubbed at her forehead in confusion. For the first time, she was tempted to indulge in the heady rush of sensations and emotions coursing through her…even at the risk to her heart.

Still, if his fixation with her faded, Hurstgrove could crush her. If? No, when. But what would happen if she rejected him now, didn’t seal this union? Mathias would find her and kill them both.

“What’s happened to him?” she whispered to the witch.

Hurstgrove leaned closer until Felicia felt the heat of his body pouring off in waves. A drum beat of desire pounded inside her. “Buckle up, Sunshine. I plan to strip you bare and taste you, before I sink my cock inside you, so deep for so long, you won’t remember ever being without me.”

Felicia’s desire ramped up viciously.

“It’s a fever. It will pass,” Sabelle assured. “If you don’t want this, I’ll call my Aunt Millie. She can sedate him. She’ll only need to keep him under for a few weeks. A month at most.”

A month! Everything inside her rebelled against that. It was too cruel. And too dangerous.

Hurstgrove had risked everything to save her, done his best to respect her boundaries, even allowing himself to sink into this fever, rather than press her. Even now, with every muscle taut and trembling, he restrained himself, awaiting her reply.

“If we don’t sedate him?” She heard her own voice shake.

Sabelle hesitated, looking as if she was deciding how to break bad news.

Having no such qualms, Hurstgrove gripped Felicia’s chin and forced her to meet his gaze. “There isn’t anything or anyone that will stop me from taking you in every way I possibly can, every moment of every day, until you know you’re mine.”

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Here’s a little snippet of my Q & A with Duke. Enjoy…

Question: I know that most of the wizards were not familiar fighting without using magic. What is it like during one of Marrok’s training sessions?

Answer: Utter hell. In fact, when Felicia asks me about my ability to perform a physical task, I assure her it’s no trouble at all because Marrok is like the most demanding personal trainer. On fast forward. In an endless loop. I don’t look forward to Marrok’s training sessions, but they’re necessary.

Question: You’re family isn’t aware of your powers. How are you able to keep your family from finding out?

Answer: Shortly after my transition, I distanced myself from my remaining family. As a grown man, my mother wasn’t terribly surprised by further cutting of the apron strings, but I apparently alienated my younger half-brother with not only my reserve, but I inadvertently seduced his French tutor, on whom he had a crush. It was the beginning of years of animosity. While painful, it served my purpose.

Question: I hear your brother is getting married. What do you think of his bride?

Answer: Lovely woman. Gorgeous, intriguing, prickly, sexy as the devil… She doesn’t belong with him. Mason and Felicia are definitely friends, but something more? I cannot see that happening. Ever. I regret that I must steal her away from their wedding in order to keep her safe, but I won’t have her in jeopardy for any reason…

I got my copies on Monday of ENTICE ME AT TWILIGHT. Hope you’ll do the same!

Doomsday Brethren about to strike again!

October 26. That’s the day I’ll be releasing not one but two new Doomsday Brethren stories. Today, I’m posting some of the very first excerpt from both of these stories ever. I hope you enjoy!

Publisher: Pocket Books
Genre: Paranormal/Urban Fantasy Romance
ISBN: 978-1439166772
Release Date: October 26, 2010
Pre-Order: Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Borders | Books-A-Million
Simon & Schuster | Indie Bound | Overstock

In national bestselling author Shayla Black’s electrifying new novel, the Doomsday Brethren fight their mortal enemy for the newest weapon in a bloody magical war: the only woman a magical warrior shouldn’t claim…and the one he can’t resist.

Dangerously handsome Simon Northam, Duke of Hurstgrove, and his uptight barrister brother hardly get along, but crashing Mason’s wedding and stealing his fiancée take sibling rivalry to a new level. Duke’s family knows nothing of his magical prowess or the Doomsday Brethren, so how can he explain that mankind’s fate lies with the beautiful, tenacious bride he longs to seduce for himself?

Felicia is an Untouchable, a rare human whose presence disables magic—even the impenetrable forces surrounding Morganna le Fay’s tomb. The evil witch’s malicious powers could propel nefarious wizard Mathias to ultimate world domination . . . if he can resurrect her. To conceal herself, Felicia must heed her simmering desires to mate with Duke, but he risks binding his life—and sanity—to a lover whose loyalty may be forever torn. He faces a terrible choice: betray his brother for ultimate survival . . . or lose the woman who tempts him beyond control.


The next few minutes passed in tense silence until, finally, Duke pulled off the motorway at the only bit of civilization visible. A few scattered cottages, looking as old as the tiny village itself, squatted on a dark, narrow road. At the end, nestled in trees, a plain mid-century house appeared, only visible because his headlights reflected off the front windows.

As he steered the convertible closer, he noted a faint air of lonesomeness. He pulled up in the drive and turned to Felicia. “Wait here.”

He hopped out of the car and sprinted to the little cottage door. A few envelopes bulged out of the mail slot. A peek through the window revealed newspapers littering the floor. No one had been home for days.

Praying the inhabitants were away for the holiday, Duke returned to the car, then followed the drive around the back of the house. He cut the lights and the engine.

“Who lives here?” she asked, frowning.

No idea. “A friend. Let’s go.”

Felicia grabbed his arm as he began to climb out of the car. “You’re lying.”

How could she know that? “We’ll only be here a few hours. Come on.”

“We can’t just barge into someone’s home!”

“This is life or death. We haven’t time to be polite.”

She dug in her heels. “We’re staying in separate rooms, yes?”

It would be wiser for his self-control, but… Duke shook his head. “I’ll do my utmost to respect your privacy. But I can’t let this…man get his hands on you, Felicia. I won’t risk you. ‘Depraved’ is too kind a word to describe him.”

She hesitated, then sighed. “All right.”

Her acceptance of the situation relieved him and made him a bit proud. She was smart and practical…and driving him mad with lust.

At he walked around to help her out of the car, he murmured, “Stay close to me.”

Felicia exited, shivering as she scanned their surroundings. He slung an arm around her and drew her against his side.

Bristling, she backed away. “I’m perfectly fine. There’s no one about.”

“You’d be surprised by the things that go bump in the night.” He smiled grimly at her. “Besides, you’re freezing. Let’s go.”

The moment they stepped away from the car, the January wind whipped through them anew. She shivered in the delicate lace of her wedding dress and crossed her arms, huddling into herself to keep warm.

Stubborn woman. Duke shrugged out of his coat.

“Oh, no. You don’t—”

Felicia didn’t even finish her protest before he settled his dinner jacket over her shoulders. Almost instantly, she sank deep into the warmth of the coat.


Felicia buried her hands in the lapels and inhaled deeply. Duke was already hard, but his erection turned painful.

Cheeks red, she lifted her face from the garment and nodded. “T—thank you.”

At the door, Duke hesitated. If Felicia weren’t with him, he’d simply wave a hand and let his magic open the door. He couldn’t send her two hundred meters away now. Too dangerous. So in addition to kidnapping, less than four hours later, he’d be adding breaking and entering to his criminal repertoire. Wouldn’t Mum be proud?

He reared back to elbow out a little pane of glass above the handle when Felicia tapped his shoulder. She held the key in her hand.

“Where did you find that?”

She gestured to her feet. “Flower pot. I keep my spare there as well.”

Very smart. Duke grabbed the key and stepped forward to open the door for Felicia.

They stepped into the cozy little house with its neutral colors and masculine touches. Duke closed the door behind her and locked it. Just in case, he tried to magically secure the door…but nothing. Damn. He’d have to keep her close and take other precautions.

He passed her on the narrow stairwell, his body brushing hers at the chest, and thighs. He steadied her with his hands on her shoulders. All right, it was an excuse to touch her. The yearning to press her bare flesh against him and unleash his need for her pounded him again, growing dangerously with every moment they were together. Only thoughts of Mason and Mathias enabled him to release her and trek down the hall.

Duke opened the first door. A slightly musty scent drifted out, as if no one had slept here recently. He flipped on the nearby lamp. The room was stark, masculine, minimal, and very small. The owner had squeezed an armoire, a wooden bench, and one narrow tester bed into the room.

It was going to be a long night.

Biting back a curse, Duke ushered Felicia into the bedroom. He took another glance at the little bed. His gut tightened. “Would you like the shower first?”

“If you don’t mind…”

Duke gestured to the adjacent room, and she edged past him, flipped on the light to reveal glossy black tiles lining a stark white shower, then turned. His gaze locked with hers, squeezing the air from his lungs, until she closed the door between them.

Letting out a breath, Duke tore off his shoes, coat, tie, and shirt. He’d rather strip down and ease this aching erection, but Felicia was forbidden, and wanking off to thoughts of her would not be helpful, he knew from experience. Besides, he must stay focused on her safety.

Lifting the dark wooden blinds, he looked outside at the night around him, alert for any signs of menace. He couldn’t see a damn thing beyond the trees, but Mathias must be out there searching, waiting for him to fuck up and expose Felicia to danger.

Suddenly, Felicia opened the bathroom door and peeked out, her face hesitant. “Can you help me? I hate to ask…”

“Anything,” he vowed, crossing the room to her.

She bit her lip. “My dress…”

Then turned her back to him. A row of small satin buttons secured the lace gown from her neck to her waist—twenty of them, at least. And she wanted him to unfasten them? Unwrap her like a package?

A fresh wave of desire swamped him, nearly overwhelming. Dear God, how could he touch those buttons—her skin—and not take more?

Felicia cast a nervous glance over her shoulder again, moving the thick tumble of golden curls that had fallen from her twist out of his way.

Duke did his best to school his face and soothe her as he closed the distance between them. His heart revved, his palms turned damp. He wanted her so badly, he could hardly walk right.

She’s not yours.

With shaking hands, he reached for the first button at the creamy flesh of her neck, just below the wispy curls rioting near her hairline. Another button, then a second, a third…revealing the line of her spine and the softest skin. With each button, Duke exposed more and more of her, and his greedy gaze ate up every inch. The dress fell away, baring the delicate slopes of her shoulders, her upper back, the hint of her small waist.

His breathing turned ragged. As close as he was, Felicia couldn’t possibly fail to notice.

Two buttons left. He reached for the first, and couldn’t resist caressing one fingertip down her spine. She shuddered and looked back, wide-eyed, pupils dilated. She bit her plump bottom lip between her teeth, her breathing sounding harsh in the silence.

Dear God, she was aroused.

Grabbing the last button, he twisted it, sliding it free of its mooring. He had to get away from her before he did something they’d both regret.

The dress sagged forward, and she caught it—but not until it fell from her bare shoulders and slid toward her hips, revealing a bit of the white lacy knickers he yearned to rip from her body.

“Thank you,” she breathed.

“You’re welcome.” His voice sounded rusty, as if he hadn’t used it in years.

Walk away!

But he stood, rooted. Staring.

Felicia retreated—until her back hit the portal. With one hand, she grabbed the edge of the door. To steady herself? To shut it? With the other, she clutched her dress to her breasts. Duke still saw the shadow between them, pale, plump, tempting…

His gaze jerked up to her face. She stared back.

The lust thickening his blood nearly knocked him over, and Duke gripped the door jamb above her head for support. In forty-three years, he’d never felt anything like this.

This was totally unfamiliar and beyond his control.

Duke shuffled closer. Her body heat grabbed him across the mere ribbon of space between them. He leaned in, tilted his head, his gaze zeroed in on her lips, thoughts of tasting her storming through his head.

He was about to make the biggest mistake of his life.

“Stop me,” he murmured.

Felicia stared, breathless, silent.

Heart revving, Duke inched closer, enough to see the little line bisecting that lush lower lip and smell the peppermint of the holiday candy he’d given her in the car. “Felicia, stop me.”

But she swayed closer, her eyes fluttering shut. Her hand left the door and latched onto his bare shoulder. Her touch jolted his system, a lightning rod charging through him. Thought stopped, desire flared.

Yes, he was going to hell, but he’d go with her sweet taste on his tongue.

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On that same day, I will release “Mated” in a totally new anthology with New York Times bestselling author Jeaneine Frost and fellow Texas author Sharie Kohler.

Publisher: Pocket Books
Genre: Paranormal/Urban Fantasy Romance
ISBN: 978-1439166765
Release Date: October 26, 2010
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In the shadowy world of Shayla Black’s Doomsday Brethren, magical warrior Raiden vows to protect his woman and their unborn youngling from evil—and deliver her safely to another man. But once he’s saved her, can he let her go?


A moment later, they stood outside a neo-modern office building. Built in the 1960s and topping about five stories, the concrete structure had been carved with magical runes between each tier of white-draped windows. There wasn’t a soul in sight.

“It looks abandoned.” Eerily so, in fact.

He frowned, grabbing Tabitha’s hand tighter. “Indeed. Bram said the Council ministries no longer use this building. Apparently, it’s been the source of human speculation, particularly the meaning of the runes.”

“I recognize some of the symbols. Magic, mastery, truth, Fate. Death.”

Raiden shrugged, his wide shoulders looking almost menacing in a dark trench. “We don’t have time to decipher it now. I have an uneasy feeling. Let’s move quickly. I don’t want you out in the open where you’re vulnerable to Mathias or any eyes he might have watching.”

“He likely has no idea where I am.”

He hustled her under the building’s portico, deep in shadow, and pinned her with a glare. “Do you really think it would take Mathias very long to figure out that your father had a daughter he hadn’t managed to kill in the attack? And that the daughter carried my child? Once he pieces all the information together, he’s going to be but a breath behind us.”

Dear God, she’d never thought of that before, but her father would have recorded her own birth. There would be no mating listed in The Peers and People of Magickind because she’d never mated. The fact that she carried Raiden’s child wouldn’t be listed until the youngling’s birth, but even so, a wizard with Mathias’s cunning and resources could find that information. After all, he hadn’t managed to outwit most of the Council and stay a step ahead of the Doomsday Brethren by being a half-wit.

“Fuck.” Raiden ran a hand through his long, pale hair. “And once he starts pursuing us, I know where he’ll look first. We can’t go back to your house. Or mine.”

“You’re right.”

“I’ll tell Ronan to warn my father away until this is settled. He won’t be happy, but if we can find what we’re looking for now, then I can set all back to rights soon.”

“Meaning your father can go home, and you can wash your hands of me by dumping me on Sean Blackbourne’s doorstep?”

His face tightened, darkened. Raiden’s temper wasn’t a small thing, and she wondered if she’d crossed some line.

He cursed and turned away. “That would be for the best.”

“For whom?” she challenged, furious to the bone with his oblique answers. “It would certainly be easiest for you. Then you could rid yourself of me, guilt-free and—”

Raiden grabbed her and pulled her close. “Listen to me. I have tried every way I know to spare you more heartache. I was a bastard to you, yes. I seduced you with every intention of walking out the door. I don’t mate. I am my father’s son.”

“I refuse to believe that.” Tabitha shook her head.

“I’m trying to do the right thing now. Instead of seducing you again, I’m warning you away. Which do you think I’d rather do?” He raised a golden brow, his hot gaze wandering down her body.

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