Wednesday, May 30, 2018

Celia's #Summer #Beachreads


   Hi Everyone!

 Well, summer is upon us, can you believe it?

 I'm definitely ready for some rest and relaxation,
preferably under a shady umbrella on the beach,
with a stack of books and a cooler of tasty beverages!

For thirst-quenching beverages, I'm really into Project Juice these days
especially when I'm too lazy to make my own blended drinks, lol.
Tasty and healthy!

As for books... read on... :-)


Here are my series reading recs for your summer reading pleasure...

Diamond Moon Book cover


My three "Moon" novellas for the Black Hills Wolves series feature the Luparell family. Each story stars one of the Luparell siblings. Here we have Dominant wolf Ross Luparell in a romantic moment with his fated wolf mate, Darci. (from DIAMOND MOON).

Under A Mating Moon Book cover ...he peppered her skin with slow, gentle kisses. He needed to take this slow. Mustn’t scare his mate.

When she reached out and stroked his hair, she made him the happiest man in all of Los Lobos.

Her breath left her in a sexy rush. “It’s as silky as it looks.” She bit her lip, her brow furrowing as if she hadn’t meant to say those words out loud.

He smiled. “Play away, Moonbeam.”

A shudder rolled through her. [...]

He burst to his feet. “Don’t move, Moonbeam.”

He strode around the table. She watched him come, hands clutched against her breasts, eyes wide, cheeks flushed a pretty pink.

He shifted her chair so she faced him then knelt before her. His gaze met hers at this level, an intimacy he fucking loved. He gripped her wrists and moved her unresisting hands to rest on his shoulders.

Her fingers curled, nails scraping his skin through his T-shirt, sending jolts of lust to his groin. “Why do you call me that?”

He gripped her knees and inched them apart, pleased when she didn’t object. She felt it, too, he was sure of it, the need for closeness created by the call of their Wolf-mate bond.

“Call you what?”

She slid her hands to his biceps. “Moonbeam.”

He pressed in close, closer. “Your skin. Pale as moonlight.” He glided his hands along her outer thighs, over her hips, to circle her waist.

“Oh.” She let out a delightful shudder and stared at him, her parted lips tempting him closer.

A growl escaped his throat. He closed the distance and kissed her.

Have a great June, Dear Readers, and see you back here on June 30th!


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