Good morning again sexy people. It’s not often that I have guests on the blog. We need to change that. *grins* Here today is Livvy, Dakota Trace’s wicked miuse talking about her smexy MMF Wolfen Bonds.
Standing outside a large armory, a woman clad in a lime green corset with purple piping and a shot micro mini skirt waited. She looked up. “Hi, I’m Livvy, Dakota Trace’s muse or bane of her existence depending upon her mood. I’m here today at her request. See we’re on the trail of a missing torgue. It belongs to Wolfen Bond’s heroine, Colleen. It seems the silly chit took it off to show it to Gretchen then promptly lost it. Speaking of Colleen, she’s supposed to be meeting me here. Evidently that hunk of a man has her torque.”
Loud banging greeted Livvy as she pulled the door open to the armory. “Hot damn, would you look at all that sex yumminess.” She looks over her shoulder to wink at the readers. “If there’s anything sexier than a sweaty Scotsman wearing nothing but kilt as he works a sword, I don’t what it would be.” She licked her lips.
“What the hell? Where did you come from?” The man looked up from his work, sweat dripping down his face.
A frown crossed the man’s face. “Be gone, witch! I’ll have none of the likes of you. I’ve seen what your machinations have brought our Alpha and his healer.”
Pouting, Livvy placed her hand on her hip. “Aw don’t be that way. I heard from your wee little lass that you are in need of your mates. Perhaps I can convince Dakota to skip ahead to your story…”
Liam clenched his jaw. “Leave it be! I want nothing from you.”
Livvy sighed and looked heavenward. “I wish I knew why you characters insist on fighting me. I always win. I am the muse.”
A low growl erupted from him. “Is there a reason why you are here?”
“Yeah, I did. Aine told me that she brought you Colleen’s torque? After she snagged it on the heater vent?”
Liam nodded. “Yes. I fixed it and then gave it to Horace, because he was heading back up to the main house.”
A loud burst of sound echoed through the armory and Colleen appeared with Aine. “Daddy!” The little girl ran up to her father. “Did you fix it, did you fix it?”
Liam dropped his tools and caught the little girl under the arm. Aine squealed as he nuzzled her. “Daddy, that tickles!”
Colleen chuckled. “So what’s this I hear that you sent my torque back with Horace?”
Liam gave his daughter a peck on the cheek. “Yes, I did. He said something about meeting up with your brother and returning it.”
Livvy sighed. “Really? Here we go again.” Turns to readers. “We’ve been all over this keep and to the Tavern trying to find Colleen’s torque. But soon we’ll have it. Or we better have it – because the Wrap Up Party is just around the corner.”
“Which reminds me. We need to tell the readers how to enter.” Colleen smiled. “It’s easy though just enter Liam’s name and the site on the form below. That will enter you into the drawing for the grand prize – a basket full of goodies that will have some cool swag – a copy of the ebook, and of course a beautiful rendition of my torque.”
“And don’t forget the daily prize.” Livvy interrupted. “Slave is giving away another one of her pretty cool key chains. It also features the seer’s torque. Just comment on the post below with your name and email to be entered to win.” She turned to Colleen. “Anything else?”
“Just where we’re gonna be tomorrow…”
Livvy snapped her fingers. “Yep can’t forget that.” She tugged out a slip of paper. “Looks like we’re goin to be over at one of Slave’s fellow Nice Girl Writing Naughty Author friends. The lovely Jianne Carlo’s blog.” She shoved it back into her corset. “So be sure to stop by…”
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The Council of Elders has charged Matthias Galloway with bringing the once prosperous Taghte Pack back into the Council’s fold. In exchange for his services, Matthias names his terms: he wants to claim his longtime lover and friend, Andrew, as his mate.
Nephew of a powerful alpha, Andrew Gilchrist has long been a coveted commodity because of his services as a healer. Neither expects the Council to agree to Mathias’s terms, leaving him free, finally, to claim his chosen mate. Even more unexpected is the presence of a third-bond to appear during their mating ritual.
The grandchildren of the slain alpha of the Taghte pack, Colleen Donghall and her twin brother, were whisked away at birth. They’re still kept hidden from those who would harm them. Raised in seclusion, Colleen’s never experienced lust, let alone the bond between mates. On the night of lunar eclipse, she’s drawn into Matthias and Andrew’s passionate claiming, and her dormant libido is powerfully awoken.
But it’s nothing compared to the lust and danger that will stalk her and her mates, when she arrives in Scotland.
Dakota is a simple Midwest girl, who found her passion in storytelling at a young age. She wrote her first novel her freshman year on an old electric IBM typewriter. Now writing in several different genres from erotic romance and BDSM to m/m and paranormal, she is a published author with multiple books under her belt. When she isn’t writing, she’s a devoted band mom and a loving wife.
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