Azros del Mar hates the Sheon. Having suffered brutal abuse at their hands, he is left physically scarred and angry. An escape that nearly cost him his life results in a crash landing on a remote planet. There, surrounded by danger, he finds a woman who fires his blood, triggering a mating hunger so intense it sends him to the edge of sanity.

Kendra is a warrior in hiding. The last thing she needs is a hot-bodied, feral Valorian upsetting her mission…no matter how sexy or tempting the broad-shouldered tiger-mix may be. But when her body begins to show signs of feral heat, she realizes the one man who can soothe the hunger could easily destroy everything she’s worked for.

With war on the horizon, they must fight to stay alive. And together.

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The Other Klaus, a Changeling White HOT Christmas

Genres: Parnormal, Christmas/Seasonal Theme

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ISBN: 978-1-60521-719-2

This ain’t your ordinary Santa man. Leather, jeans, and attitude… oh my!

Luke Klaus has a problem. Christmas will be canceled if he can’t get Destiny, Texas, back on the Holiday Cheer Map. A Christmas wish is all that stands between him and a perfect record. His target is packed with killer curves and a heart of gold that’s been broken one too many times. Lucky for Luke, mixing a little business with pleasure might be just what the holiday doctor ordered.

Noella Davis is tired. Too many years as Destiny’s cheer coordinator has left her drained and disillusioned. Is it a coincidence that brings her face-to-face with her old crush, or does the man in black leather have his own agenda? Either way, she’ll have her cake and eat it too even if she has to tie him to the bed. Maybe her Christmas wishes will come true…

This really is a case for The Other Klaus.

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Luke Klaus has a problem. Christmas will be canceled if he can’t get Destiny, Texas back on the Holiday Cheer map. A Christmas wish is all that stands between him and a perfect record. His target is packed with killer curves and a heart of gold that’s been broken one too many times. Lucky for Luke, mixing a little business with pleasure might be just what the holiday doctor ordered.

Noella Davis is tired. Too many years as Destiny’s Cheer coordinator has left her drained and disillusioned. Is it a coincidence that brings her face to face with her old crush, or does the man in black leather have his own agenda? Either way, she’ll have her cake and eat it too even if she has to tie him to the bed. Maybe her Christmas wishes will come true…

This really is a case for The Other Klaus.

Copyright Dawn Montgomery. warning: adult content.

Chapter One

I’d like to lick the cream off his fingers. Sebastian, king of cats, was sunbathing in a rafter above the cooking exhibition. Her familiar was always interested in food. That’s what made them such a good pair.

Krista eyed the broad expanse of Chase Hamilton’s chest and licked her lips. The polo stretched enticingly across muscles that bulged nicely with his efficient movements in the studio kitchen. There were other places she wanted to lick. And cream wasn’t the only thing on the menu. Her gaze slid down his strong legs and back up to the devilishly charming smile on his face.

Do you think he’s what we’re looking for? Bastian’s amusement slid through the thought-speak.

Krista brushed a stray lock of her bright copper tresses behind her ear. He was definitely what she was looking for. Her magic needed a little sexual tune-up. No doubt tall, dark, and kickass in the kitchen would do nicely for a little holiday treat.

Bastian’s chuckle echoed in her thoughts, and she shot a glare up to the rafters. With a gleam of his eyes he disappeared into the shadows. Coward.

It is always better to retreat and fight another day than to suffer a redhead’s wrath. My mother was a calico. I know these things.

Chase put the finishing flourishes on his festive dish, and the crowd cheered. She had to admit, the sinful creation was definitely mouthwatering. Krista clapped along with the others and then smoothed a hand over her fitted jacket. It wouldn’t do for her to look shabby. She was recruiting, after all.

It was time for a taste test. Time to find out if Chase Hamilton was a good candidate for the Kitchen Witch Society. She reached down into the well of her magic where it settled in her core. A light tap, an invitation, was all she needed. Feral heat uncoiled from deep within. It would turn into a raging inferno before the night was out, no doubt about it. Krista let a sigh slip from her lips at the familiar lustful ache. Christmas time was her biggest recruiting season, and she’d been tapping into her resources way too often. It would be date night with her toys again if Chase wasn’t interested. Hell, for all she knew, he was taken.

Magic slipped from her in a soft caress through her skin, lingering, searching. She was a talent scout with passive magic. One touch and she’d know.

Krista made her way to the set. Her radar slid from her, questing for the taste of magic she needed. Her focus was so intent that she didn’t notice the drop-dead-gorgeous brunette tilting her head flirtatiously toward Chase until the woman cut her eyes at Krista.

Chase, huh? Already on a first-name basis? This is going to be very fun.

Krista shot venomous thoughts to Sebastian but got only light humor in response.

“I would really like to discuss this. Over dinner perhaps?” Now the woman was touching his bare arm.

Krista clenched her jaw. Chase looked down at her hand on his arm and looked up. “I’m already booked for the rest of the time I’m in town.” He pulled away, and Krista’s eyebrows rose.

“You do know who I work for, right?” Undeterred, she slid her fingers across his shoulders to tuck under his collar. He gently extracted her fingers from his shirt. Krista couldn’t help the smile that touched her lips. This woman wasn’t used to being told no. “I know who you work for. I’ve told your representatives on several occasions that I’m not interested. My date for the evening should be here any moment.”

He removed his apron, and Krista’s radar went off. Well that was new. She almost always had to touch the person for her magic to react. His head lifted, and Krista was pierced to the soul by the intensity of his expression. Magic was in his soul. He was a candidate, all right. The part of her that did this for a living was smug. The woman part of her was starstruck. Damn it.

The rugged lines of his face entranced her. Perfect for the camera. She dug her fingers into her jacket to keep from reaching out to touch him. Before she knew it, they were close enough to kiss. His lips lifted in a conspiratorial smile. He was obviously looking for a stand-in date. Maybe she could save the day.

I can do this.

She smiled at him. “Sorry I’m late.” Her voice was breathless.

Mischief lit his expression, and his charming smile made her knees weak. “You’re right on time, as always.” He set the apron down and held out his arms. It was the most natural thing to step in and let herself be surrounded by his strength. She breathed deeply, and the scent of spices, warm male, and all the memories of holidays well spent flooded her. Her passive magic was also jumping off the charts.

A soft throb began deep within her. Heat flushed her cheeks, and she was thankful for the coat that covered the peaking of her suddenly hard nipples.

She looked up. And up. He was a lot taller than she’d first thought.

“I’ve missed you.” He gave her the lightest kiss she’d ever felt. Like the brush of wings on her lips. Her mouth opened on a sigh, and he pressed just enough to give her a taste of him. She tasted Chase… and sugar cookies.

She pulled away and raised an eyebrow. “You were tasting the goods while you were cooking.”

He raised his eyebrows. “I suffer for my art.”

“Excuse me.” The brunette was still smiling, but there was a frigid edge to her that hadn’t been there before. “Have you two been seeing each other long?”

Krista knew the game. She was looking for an in, a way to get what she wanted.

“Every day feels like the first time we’ve met.” Chase was openly smiling now, and Krista’s heart did a funny little trip.

“If you’ll excuse us, we have reservations.” He folded Krista’s hand in the crook of his arm and led the way down the stage.

Bastian.

I know. I’ll be fine. I won’t wait up.

His humor was becoming a little too human. Krista sent thoughts of mini tortures to him, and the cat equivalent of laughter slid along his thought-speak.

Holiday Howlz: Werewolf Woes

Genre(s): Paranormal, Shapeshifters, Seasonal, Christmas

ISBN: 978-1-60521-349-1

Released: December 2009

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Dakota Raynes has come home for one reason and one reason only… to lay claim on the woman meant to be his mate. Six years away has given him time to get the beast under control so he could be the man he thinks she needs. Now if she’d just stop being so damn stubborn!

Lily Deacon has had it with alpha men and their need to push her around. So Dakota thinks he can just waltz right in and take up where he left off? Oh, she’ll let him play all right, but only by her rules. His little Lily is all grown up, and she has a few tricks of her own.

When these two wolves collide, the county will feel the clash all the way to their boots.

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Decadence was so much fun to write. When Marteeka Karland came up with the Sex and Chocolate series I asked myself…what would be the worst thing that would happen to a chocoholic? The answer? Make her deathly allergic to it. Since I couldn’t have my heroine really dying in the first couple of chapters, I decided to make her (mostly) immortal. So Vampire Rachel was given life…er…unlife? The Kitchen Witch Society was created shortly thereafter.

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“You don’t want our assistance?”

“Not if it means being stuck with you.” A lie. From my heart to my lips, a complete lie. This close I could taste the rush of blood under his skin and the flavor of his sweat. The pounding of his heart tugged at the beast enough to make my pussy slicken with desire. Yes, I was lying through my pearly white fangs about not wanting to be stuck with Ryan.

“You don’t like me?”

I laughed at the outraged expression on his face. This one’s ego was too much. “Don’t take it so hard, baby.” I lowered my lashes and touched my tongue to my teeth.

His gaze followed my movement. I heard his heart kick up a notch or two. Was it fear? I was never very good at reading adrenal responses, so I had no idea.

“I never play with my food.” I had the satisfaction of watching Ryan turn that thought over in his mind. The insistent throbbing of my feet took all the fun out of my play so I sighed and waved toward the couch. “Make yourself at home. I need to change since I just got off work.”

“Work?”

I tugged at the clip holding my hair up. My hair tumbled free and I groaned in relief at the pleasure/pain on my scalp. “Yeah. Work. You know, what most people do in their lives.”

“You’re a vampire.” He was following me. Why did that kick my heartbeat up a notch or two?

“Yes. Vampire, not zombie. We covered that already.” I turned in the doorway to my bedroom and held up my arm up to block him following. “I work third shift. Please, for the love of all that is holy, let me change clothes before you kill me. I need my work clothes.”

Ryan’s gaze shifted to something darker. “I won’t kill you, Rachel.”

My lip lifted in a slight smile. “If you’re here to help me eat chocolate, you will.”

“What do you mean by that?” He looked genuinely perplexed.

“Didn’t they tell you? My allergy is fatal. My heart stops beating, my body stops working, and it’s as though I were a corpse.”

He tilted his head and a spark of that earlier arrogance chased itself across his face. “I can help you.”

“No offense, baby, but I think this job may just be out of your league.”

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Genre(s): Paranormal, Vampires, Magic and Mayhem

ISBN: 978-1-60521-321-7

Released: October 2009

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The un-life sucks when you’re the only female vampire in the world allergic to chocolate.

When a wizard with a penchant for kitchen magic comes to town, however, things take a delicious and sinful turn. Especially when he puts himself on the menu.

Chocolate goes well with… everything.

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