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Storm Season by Nicola Cameron

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Thanks for letting me come on your blog today! I’m really excited about the release of Storm Season — not only is it my first full-length novel, it’s also the first book in my Olympic Cove series, which is best described as "Humans, Greek Gods, and mythological creatures must band together in Florida to save Earth from an insane deity who wants to remake the planet in its own diseased image. No pressure." The entire series is fantasy erotic romance with science fiction and action/adventure elements; pairing-wise, the first two books in the series are MMM, the third and fifth books are MMF, the fourth book is MMMFF (oh, I’m looking forward to writing THAT), and the sixth book is MF. Yeah, I was never all that good about coloring inside the lines…

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Ian West had his summer all planned out — go down to Florida, stay in his family’s beach cottage on Olympic Cove, and work on his science fiction novel. But his plans get thrown for a loop when gorgeous twin sea gods Bythos and Aphros show up in the cove and inform him he’s their fated consort.

As if that wasn’t enough, something in the Gulf of Mexico is turning mermaids into legendary monsters and gods into demons. Now, Ian not only has to navigate the complicated waters of a ménage relationship with twin sea gods, he also has to stop an insane deity and save the whole damn planet.

No pressure.

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BOOK TRAILER:

http://youtu.be/UJWzet_XDlE

EXCERPT

“So … you just waited for me? All this time?”

“Yes,” Bythos said. “And you finally returned to us, and dreamed of us as we dreamed of you.” With care, he slid an arm around Ian. “I meant what I said earlier. We will never harm you, and we will never force you into anything you don’t want to do. But we need you, Ian, just as you need us.”

“We do need you,” Aphros said, moving in to lay the softest of kisses on Ian’s shoulder. “You’re the sun and the moon to us. We’ve dreamed about you for so long. Please, Ian, let us love you.”

Ian shivered at the softness of the demigod’s lips as they feathered along his shoulder, tracing the curve to his neck. His desire bloomed again, a warm heaviness settling in his groin. “You dreamed about me?” he whispered.

“Every night,” Aphros said. “You have no idea how you tormented us with your skin, the sounds you made.”

“And your taste,” Bythos murmured, leaning in now and brushing the tip of his tongue over Ian’s skin. “I can’t describe how delicious you are. You taste like everything good in the world. Like home.”

“Like ours,” Aphros said.

Ian moaned at the sensation of their mouths on his neck, their hands wandering across his chest, plucking gently at his nipples. “Oh, God,” he breathed.

“Gods, actually,” Aphros said, lifting his mouth from Ian’s neck for a moment. “Well, demigods, but still.”

“Aph, shut up,” Bythos said, sliding a broad, warm palm around Ian’s jaw and pulling him closer. “We have better things to do.”

BIO

Nicola Cameron is an expatriate Chicagoan who has lived in England, Canada, Holland, and Sweden, and keeps a confusing amalgamation of languages in her head as a result. Currently located in the clavicle of Texas, she has finally mastered the proper use of "y’all," much to her Chicago family’s dismay.

Despite a healthy interest in sex since puberty, it wasn’t until 2012 that Nicola decided to try writing about it. As it turned out, the skills she picked up during her SF writing career transferred rather nicely to erotic romance. When not writing, she wrangles cats, smooches her husband, makes dolls of dubious and questionable identity, and thanks almighty Cthulhu that she doesn’t have to work for a major telecommunications company any more (because there’s BDSM, and then there’s just plain torture…).

·Website /Blog: http://www.nicolacameronwrites.com

·Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/nicolacameronwrites

·Twitter: https://twitter.com/YesItsNicolaC

·Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/nicola-cameron/

·Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6623791.Nicola_Cameron

·Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/nicola-cameron

·Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B00AIE4RAC

·All Romance EBooks: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/storeSearch.html?searchBy=author&qString=Nicola+Cameron

A Boon By Moonlight by Nicola Cameron

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Ex-Marine Zach Mayhew is willing to do anything for his dying grandmother, even find a fairy ring and beg that she be allowed to spend her last days in Faerie. But when a gorgeous Sidhe noble demands a night in his bed in return, Zach learns that a boon asked by moonlight can have unexpected consequences for his heart.

 

 

BUY LINKS:

 

· Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/a-boon-by-moonlight-by-nicola-cameron/

· Amazon:
http://www.amazon.com/Boon-Moonlight-Romance-Go-ebook/dp/B00BN0S1LQ

BOOK TRAILER:

 

 

PG EXCERPT

“You called, mortal?”

Zach spun and dropped into a defensive crouch, groping for an assault weapon that wasn’t there. After a moment, his brain finally registered that he wasn’t in the desert, this wasn’t an ambush. Heart hammering, he yanked the flashlight out of his jacket pocket and thumbed the switch, aiming the beam at the faerie ring.

And the tall figure that now stood within it. It held up one hand, shading its eyes. “Put away your light. I mean you no harm,” it ordered.

“Oh, fuck that noise,” Zach croaked. “Who are you?”

“You summoned me, mortal. I might ask you the same question.”

Slowly, Zach lowered the beam. And felt his mouth go dry at the man who now stood in the faerie ring, giving him an irritated look.

It didn’t help that he was one of the most gorgeous men Zach had ever seen. Tall and lean, he had model-perfect cheekbones that were complimented by huge eyes overhung by thick, well-shaped brows, a straight, slightly pointy nose, and a mouth made for kissing. A mane of thick hair that looked black in the moonlight hung well past his waist, and seemed to move independently of him. He wore something that could have been one of Tom Hiddleston’s costume rejects from The Avengers, and a curved sword hung at his right hip.

The faerie ring was empty thirty seconds ago, Zach thought dazedly, and there was no way someone could have snuck through the woods and jumped into it, not without him hearing them. Son of a god damned bitch. It worked, it really worked. He’d summoned a Seelie sidhe, a Shining One.

Who was now raising an annoyed eyebrow at him. He licked his lips, feeling massively underprepared. “Hi,” he said after a cough.

The eyebrow rose another millimeter. “Yeah, sorry. Um, my name is Zach Mayhew, and I want to ask a boon,” he forged on. “Of you. Please.”

The other eyebrow came up to join its mate. “A boon,” the sidhe said in a rich tenor, sounding somewhere between exasperated and amused. “Now that’s a word I haven’t heard from human lips for many a year. Well, then, what boon do you request, mortal man?”

 

ADULT EXCERPT

Growling under his breath, Zach went back upstairs and yanked his bedroom door open. “Oh.”

Jerrek was already in bed. His outfit had been neatly folded over the old straight back chair in the corner, and the sidhe himself was nude and stretched out over Zach’s faded blue bedcover. His long, shining brown hair filmed his body just as Zach imagined, revealing tantalizing glimpses of corded arms, a firm chest, and a set of abs that looked like cobblestones. Zach’s gaze continued down, falling on the long, slim cock that was already starting to harden, laying in a graceful curve over one muscled thigh.

The sidhe propped his head up on one hand. “It took you long enough. I was starting to worry that you’d forgotten me,” he commented with a smirk.

“Just — just wanted to get Gram to bed,” Zach managed. “Make sure she was asleep.”

“And is she?”

“Yeah.”

Jerrek reached out to him. “Well, then. Come to me.”

Wondering if he was in a dream, Zach stepped forward and took the proffered hand. Suddenly he found himself pulled over the sidhe like a human-shaped blanket. “Since you prefer to top and all,” Jerrek purred.

Zach could feel the heat rising from the other man’s body, warming him through. Jerrek’s smirk shifted, turning into a smile. It was both challenge and invitation, and Zach lowered his head until he could just brush his lips across that curved mouth. A tingling jolt went through him, dancing across his nerve endings and grounding out in his groin.

He gasped and Jerrek took advantage of that, kissing him back and running the tip of his tongue around Zach’s lips. The kiss softened, deepened, until their tongues were dueling slickly against each other.

With a soft growl, Jerrek pulled back, sucking in a breath as he did. “You’re wearing entirely too many clothes,” he said, rubbing his naked groin against Zach’s still clothed one. “Take them off at once.”

Zach couldn’t help grinning at the order. “Are you always this bossy?”

“I prefer to think of it as authoritative. What part of ‘sidhe lord’ didn’t you grasp?”

“Well, now that you mention it—” Zach slid a hand between their bodies, curling his fingers around the other man’s shaft and squeezing gently. Jerrek’s mouth opened in a soft groan and he squirmed, bucking into Zach’s grip.

“I’ve never had anyone talk back to me the way you do,” he breathed. “It’s really very refreshing.”

Zach grunted at that, focusing on what was in his hand. Skin so soft it almost didn’t register against his fingertips, and beneath that hardness and a heat that pulsed against his palm. He stroked up, letting his thumb brush across the tip, and felt a bead of wetness there. “I think you like it,” he murmured. “You need someone who isn’t going to stand still for your shit.”

“I would hardly call it—” Jerrek’s complaint was cut off as Zach kissed him again, luring his tongue out and sucking on it. Jerrek moaned into his mouth, then again as he pulled away, laying a trail of open-mouthed kisses along the sidhe’s jaw and down his neck. “Oh, that’s nice. Don’t stop.”

BIO

 

Nicola Cameron is an expatriate Chicagoan who has lived in England, Canada, Holland, and Sweden, and keeps a confusing amalgamation of languages in her head as a result. Currently located in the clavicle of Texas, she has finally mastered the proper use of “y’all,” much to her Chicago family’s dismay.

Despite a healthy interest in sex since puberty, it wasn’t until 2012 that Nicola decided to try writing about it. As it turned out, the skills she picked up during her SF writing career transferred rather nicely to erotic romance. When not writing, she wrangles cats, smooches her husband, makes dolls of dubious and questionable identity, and thanks almighty Cthulhu that she doesn’t have to work for a major telecommunications company any more (because there’s BDSM, and then there’s just plain torture…).

· Website /Blog: http://www.nicolacameronwrites.com

· Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/nicolacameronwrites

· Twitter: https://twitter.com/YesItsNicolaC

· Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/nicola-cameron/

· Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6623791.Nicola_Cameron

· Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/nicola-cameron

· Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B00AIE4RAC

· All Romance EBooks: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/storeSearch.html?searchBy=author&qString=Nicola+Cameron