Tuesday’s Treat: Cover Reveal with Misha Elliott

Tuesday’s Treat: Cover Reveal with Misha Elliott

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🐺💙 BOOK INFO 🐺💙
Title: Silver Fox

Author: Misha Elliott

Genre: Contemporary Romance, Standalone

Release Date: February 5, 2018

Cover Photographer: Golden Czermak, Furious Fotog

Cover Model: Stuart Reardon

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Tuesday’s Treat: Arctic Bound 1st 5 Chapters Free plus a look at Dire Cravings

Tuesday’s Treat: Arctic Bound 1st 5 Chapters Free plus a look at Dire Cravings

1st 5 Chapters Free

There are secrets in even the smallest of towns…

 Nerina Simpson fled the streets of New York City, hoping to find solace outside the small town of Talkeetna, Alaska. Physically scarred from a fire that claimed both her parents, Nerina keeps to herself while she tries to put the darkness of her life behind her.
When a winter storm forces her into town, she collides with Victor Canidae. An arrogant man who makes it no secret that he and everyone else in the town want her to leave.

Headstrong, and refusing to back down, Nerina finds herself in trouble when her two, four-legged companions get lost in a storm, landing her in the path of an angry bear hell-bent on taking her life. Until a mysterious white wolf comes to her rescue. When she wakes up in a warm cave, the last person she expected to see is Victor.
Stuck in a cave until the storm passes the two decide there is only one way to pass the time, and quickly when you’re getting physical.

***Multicultural Paranormal Romance +18 Light BDSM***

Perma Free

The Reaping was supposed to be three trials. 

Three trials, Victor Canidae had to complete and in doing so-he’d successfully earn Nerina Simpson as his mate.
Three Trials. For him only.
But the Goddess Selene has plans of her own. Plans that are far-reaching and affect not only Pack Canidae but Clan Denali. A concern that has all of the Northern territory pulling out their claws.
The council all agree Nerina is not the answer, in turn, bringing back insecurities and concerns, Victor thought long buried. But with this new twist in the mix, there’s only three things either of them can do.
Face their fears.
Face each other.
And above all, do not fail.

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Two people from two worlds collide in a test of wills.

Olivia Esmerelda Vasques has always been in control—in the boardroom, in the bedroom, and in her life. But when her partner/ex-husband insists she needs a vacation, Olivia is reluctant to give in until the board of directors issues an ultimatum: take a vacation or don’t bother coming back.

So hiking Mt. McKinley it is. Not her idea of fun, especially after she stumbles into something she can’t quite explain and doesn’t really understand. All she knows is that the sexy warrior she meets has promised to keep her safe. The problem is, she doesn’t know if she can survive him.

Bödvar (Blue) Varangian never expected to have his ass handed to him by the saucy firecracker that barrels into him in the woods. Scared out of her mind, and just a bit moody, she’s now his responsibility. However, she doesn’t take kindly to him telling her what to do, even though she’s been thrust into a world of shifters and vampires and is obviously in way over her head. He knows her type, yet he can’t help wanting to tame her. But his cravings run dark; something he suspects will have her running faster and farther than the threat she currently faces.

Can two people from two different worlds find a way to navigate their journey of friendship, love, and their darkest desires?

**PNR, SHIFTERS, HUNTERS, Light BDSM, +18 and over Multicultural/Interracial Romance**

Release of Dire Cravings

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Opening of Dire Cravings (Could change, but probably not) LOL

I did not see a monster drain a man dry of blood. Not possible. It wasn’t real.

Three days.

That’s how long she’d been running nonstop.

Oliva’s legs could not carry her fast enough. She ran, suspecting the creatures who attacked her camp were not far behind. The altitude alone slowed her down. She wasn’t used to being elevated in the mountains. Every sound made her skin crawl and her heart race. There were moments where things were too silent. Like the forest slept while she ran. The erratic beat of her pulse served as a reminder she lived.  With every breath she took, her chest burned. The weather grew colder, wetter. The damp air hindered her movements and made her clothes stick to her skin. The combination of cold sweat against her overheated body exhausted her limbs. Having dry mouth and a swollen tongue only served as an annoyance of things she took for granted. Like water. Food. She was parched while at the same time her clothes were soaked through to the skin. Her only hope, to reach safety and soon. But what was considered safe? What constituted her life no longer in danger?  Dying in the forest, on a forced vacation posed a serious problem for Oliva.

What the hell were those things back there? They couldn’t be what she thought them to be. Vampires didn’t exist. They had to be crazy drugged up men. Yeah. That was it. Psychos. Because anything else would make her certifiable, and Olivia Vasques was not crazy. Those men back at the camp killed the Moore’s, a nice husband and wife. The Chester’s, who were newlyweds. Their throats ripped to shreds and the photographer, Ben, strung up by his feet from a tree limb still alive. His blood seeping into the ice-cold ground beneath him to mix with snow and mud. And their guide, Art, she hadn’t seen his body. There was too much blood and destruction for her to truly digest what her mind was taking in.

 

#Tidbit #Tuesday: Until Her Snippet

#Tidbit #Tuesday: Until Her Snippet

This is a tiny snippet from Until Her. This is from Anna’s perspective and she’s in a state where she’s aware, but isn’t aware to those around her. (If that makes sense) 🙂

I can feel softness. Warmth. Everything around me is calm. I think I can even hear music, but I’m not sure. There is some sort of wild cry in the background. I want to open my own eyes and see what’s making those noises, but my eyes are heavy. Too heavy. The sound gets louder, closer. I’m not scared. Somehow, I know I’m safe. Something feather-soft tickles my face, then down my arm and over my leg. This happens several times. Each stroke lulls me. Pulls me toward a place I know I need to go, but am too afraid to go back to. What if everything changes? What if they’ve all moved on? What if he’s moved on? Who is he, and why can’t I remember his name? How long have I been here?

 

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#TidbitTuesday Until Her Opening Scene

#TidbitTuesday Until Her Opening Scene

Prequel.. Available Now

In the Fictional town of Beauville, anything is possible.

Annabelle Macon left home to become somebody. When fired from her job in New York, she’s anxious to come home. Home is where the heart is, and her heart has always been set on Jackson Storme. But when opportunity presents Anna with an exciting new job back in New York, she doesn’t know what to do.

Sheriff Jackson Storme is happy being deemed a player. He hasn’t found the one woman to call his own, and that’s okay with him. When his baby sister pulls up to the Fourth of July picnic and her passenger steps out, Jackson realizes his woman has made herself known. Will Anna and Jackson’s fire only burn for one night, or can he convince her that the best burn is A Slow Burn…

Multicultural Romance/IR Southern Contemporary +18 Mature Readers Short Read

Book 1 Available Now

Compromise is a word Annabelle Macon knows well.

Sacrifices at home, in college and with her career, have all given her the tools to be the person she is. Now it seems she must also make concessions for her long-time love, Jackson Storme.

Six months into their relationship, and he’s already making unrealistic demands. With distance putting that much more of a strain on their relationship, how are the two ever going to manage?

Old insecurities have a way of resurfacing, making Anna feel less than suitable for someone like Jackson. She’s worked hard to get to where she is now. Her life and her work are clashing, making matters worse. Bringing a whole new meaning to work/life balance. But Anna knows that with a little give and take everything will fall into place, regardless of the obstacles that may stand in her way.

“Interracial Contemporary Romance.” +18 Adult Content

Book 2 Coming Soon.... #TidbitTuesday

I will have a blurb, hopefully posted by the end of this month, but until then, how about a little something from Until Her, to tide you over.

Inhale.

Tap. Tap. Exhale.

Inhale.

Tap. Tap. Exhale.

Inhale.

Tap. Tap. Exhale.

Jackson was breathing and tapping his left foot in time with Anna’s ventilator.

Inhale.

Tap. Tap. Exhale.

His whole fucking world. His entire reason for seeing the light at the end of his dark existence was lying in a hospital bed in an induced coma, and it was all his fault. He should have been honest with her. Explained everything.

 

 

Tuesday Teaser: When had the ground opened up?

Tuesday Teaser: When had the ground opened up?

 

Sweat ran coldly down the sides of her face and the middle of her back. Her heart raced, and she swore each step took forever. She looked over to see that Diamond and Lindy were doing the same. Before she could warn them, she witnessed the oncoming nightmare in slow motion. Lindy got stuck in the mud. Her heel sunk low, and when she tried to pull free, she lost her footing. Nadya watched as Lindy held her breath and struggled—and failed—to keep herself upright. Her body fell forward, and Nadya reacted, reaching for the clumsy female. What she should have done was let her fall. She’d already delayed them once.

Lindy wasted no time grabbing hold of Nadya’s outstretched hand. A lot of good that did because now they were both falling.

And falling.

When had the ground opened up?

 

 

Tuesday Teaser: Diamond

Tuesday Teaser: Diamond

 

The first block they passed was teeming with life. People were out, milling about. Setting up items to sell or trade in the section known as the trading corridor. Darkness floated amongst the fog as they quietly made their way down the block. Buildings were overrun with mangled vines. Roots thick and gnarled with age pushed through the concrete, leaving gaping holes big enough to cause serious injury. This was what Nadya was used to. Not the cleanliness of Diamond’s rooms, or the bright shine that accompanied their splendor. A row of rusted vehicles lined the streets. She’d thought they were empty, but as the pre-dawn light tried to break through the blackened clouds, Nadya could see movement within.

“Stay close, and don’t go near the windows,” Lindy warned. Gearheads. She could tell by the way some of the vehicles were outfitted. Some had barbed wire, others huge metal fronts meant to kill.

Nadya spent a lot of time hiding and running inside the city. She remembered there was an old garage a few feet ahead. Wait. Where had that come from? Nadya tried to focus. Tried to grab the memory and hold onto it, but wasn’t surprised at the swiftness with which it left. Her memories were vague and forever elusive.

The farther north you went, the deadlier the streets became. They passed an old church, eerie sounds of worship coming from the inside. Purists. They were radicals who embraced all things Earth related. Even if it were contaminated, they would partake. It was the reason the majority of them were deformed. Purists would drink Dark Water, claiming it was their transformation. Those with weak immune systems would die or succumb to the Rage.

It was Lindy who fucked up their plan of action. She’d said not to go near the windows, yet her choice of footwear destroyed all hopes of making it out of Gearhead Alley unnoticed. Lindy’s three-inch high-heel boots got caught on a vine in front of a rundown theater. The sound of her body slamming into a rusted car as she tried to break her fall echoed through the vacant streets. Whispers started first, low and ominous. The cars began to rock back and forth. The sound coming from the windows rose until every car within the two-block radius rumbled to a collective roar. Thwarted by shoes.