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Sexy Saturday Oh My Mpreg #ohmympreg Oct 13

This is a very short post today.

The Idriador Chronicles is live here.

An alpha, an omega and a mischievous piglet… what could possibly go wrong?

My new book The Alpha’s Game will be out this coming week. I’ll show the cover in my FB group on Sunday.

 

And on Wednesday, I’ll publish my Halloween short, The Omega’s Halloween, the fourth Lord Cuthbert ‘Cuddy’ Trenton book.

 

 

That’s all for this week.

Sexy Saturday Oh My Mpreg Bloghop #ohmympreg September 1


Last time I promised I’d include an audio file of me reading the sibling rivalry scene from The Alpha’s Word. Once again, I have to apologize. I’ve been overwhelmed this week, so in a few days when I have time off, I’ll put it up.

New Book Cover

This is the new cover for the third and final book in the Idriador Chronicles, The Omega’s Bond.

The book will be out this coming week.

Here’s a snippet from a scene with Seb and the ever-delightful Adam. The alpha first met Seb and Max in jail in The Alpha’s Vow and also turned up at the farm along with Max’s father at the end of that book.

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“Look what the cat dragged in.”
Trixie peeked from between Seb’s legs as Adam strode from his car to the porch. The visitor was unshaven, and there were dark shadows under his eyes. His fingers trembled as they clutched a key ring, but he shoved his hand in his pocket when the keys jingled.
“It’s déjà vu.”
“Nah.” The older alpha winked at the piglet. “Hello, pork belly.”
Trixie squeaked and took off inside and as Adam laughed, drool slid over his lips and he clamped his jaw on a wad of chewing gum.
I’ve never felt sorry for gum before. My condolences.
Adam placed a foot on the first step and the tight jeans emphasized his crotch.
Oh, God. It’s a delivery boy with a very small package. Hide that thing.

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Newsletter

I’ll be sending a NL today and again when the new book is live at Amazon.

Labor Day Weekend

Whether you celebrate Labor Day on Monday or not, hopefully you’ll have some time off over the next few days.

I’ll be doing what I loathe most: text-to-speech. I’ve completed the shorter chapters but still have a lot to do, and for those of you who are part of my FB group, you know how much I hate this final part of the writing process.

I always need wine, but I can’t drink or I won’t be able to concentrate!!!!!


Sexy Saturday Oh My Mpreg Bloghop #ohmympreg August 25

The Alpha’s Bond

I’d hoped to have the cover for this–or at least give you a peek–by now. It’s my fault because I haven’t decided what I want. I had chosen the pics, but the following day, I made a huge swerve in what I was writing and the book went in a different direction. I think I know where I’m going now and should be able to give instructions to the designer.

The problem is finding a suitable pic for Trixie! That piglet is always giving me grief!

Sorry, Trixie. I love you–really I do!

A snippet from The Alpha’s Bond

As usual, I’ve only skimmed over this, so please forgive any missing commas etc (commas are the bane of my existence).

Seb placed the piglet’s duffle bag on the scales. He crossed his fingers hoping she wasn’t too heavy.
“Wow! What do you feed her? She’s a big girl.”
The alpha fixed a fake smile on his face. “Yeah, she’s a little piggy.” Don’t say anything, Trixie. But instead of the pig complaining, Isla kicked her feet and sucked on Seb’s shirt.
The beta crinkled her nose. “I’d better let you go before your daughter’s sick again.” She stamped the pet passport without checking it. “Have a pleasant flight.”
Seb raced through the airport and took his seat next to the window in the third row. He tucked Trixie’s bag under the seat in front and slipped her some apple. “Go to sleep,” he whispered.
After the plane reached cruising altitude, and Isla snoozed, the alpha sipped a beer. We made it. But the alcohol combined with his lack of sleep, pressure at coping with a newborn, manhandling Trixie in public places, plus the strain of his mate being abducted left Seb feeling woozy. Perhaps the beer wasn’t a good idea.
The alpha pinched his nose and stared out the window. He’d never been to Idriador’s east coast though he’d seen many photos, and Max had waxed lyrical about its fierce beauty. But Seb wasn’t interested in the region’s rugged coastline and idyllic scenery.

A New Series

I had an idea for a new series, and I have the first scene written in my head. Once The Alpha’s Bond is published, I’ll give you a few hints. I’ve already found the pics for the cover.

 

See you next week!