Sunday, June 30, 2019

Summer Spotlight on Hot #ParanormalRomance: G. L. Hunter's Guardian Unraveled

Hello Everyone!

 Hope you're having a fabulous summer. I'm just back from visiting family in the Midwest, where my kiddo got to see fireflies for the first time ever, eat the best cream-filled donuts on the planet (Mel-O-Cream!), and experience a summer storm (thunder and lightning are a rarity in San Francisco). I worked through some stories on my summer reading list on the plane, and plotted the story I'm going to write in July for Camp Nanowrimo. Last month, I mentioned offering you a sneak peek at ORIGINS, but the publisher still has it under wraps, so stay tuned... Meanwhile, for your reading pleasure, here's another look at my author-pal Georgia Lyn Hunter's FALLEN GUARDIANS series. I've already introduced you to the first two books, ABSOLUTE SURRENDER and BREAKING FATE, so here's #3:

Guardian Unraveled book cover, by Georgia Lyn Hunter

Title: Guardian Unraveled (#3)
Author: Georgia Lyn Hunter
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Series: Fallen Guardians
Release Date: September 2015
Formats: e-book, print, audio

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From the scorching pits of Tartarus, a warrior emerges with a deadly need for more than vengeance…

A loner, Dagan, lives with an inexorable thirst he’s kept hidden for eons, even from his fellow Guardians. Until he meets a beautiful, maddening human who awakens in him a hunger that shakes him to his very core, and threatens to shatter his tightly erected shields, exposing his dangerous secret. And wanting her is a path leading to destruction.

Driven to find her missing mother in a shadowy world, Shae Ion refuses to be sidetracked. When she becomes the target for a sinister force, a sinfully sexy and utterly impossible immortal abducts her, and he’ll stop at nothing to keep her safe. Stuck in an isolated place with the reclusive Guardian who allows no one close, Shae struggles to control her new burgeoning powers, and is unprepared for the tangled emotions he stirs in her. But passion has a way of obliterating barriers.

However, the road to happiness is strewn with treachery. Nothing is sacred or safe. When a ruthless old enemy resurfaces, and comes after Shae, they are drawn into a terrifying, supernatural battle. And not even Dagan, a lethal, immortal warrior who’d lay down his life for her, can save her now…


CHAPTER 1... The rhythmic thudding of hundreds of heartbeats crowded Dagan’s head.

Thump, thump, thump. Hypnotic. Enticing. The draw dangerous, inevitable…if he’d let it.

It was always this way when he first appeared on patrol. Primitive urges locked down, it should be a night like thousands of others in his long life. But this one, the worst.

All Hallows Eve was a pain in the ass.

Hunkered on the rooftop of a warehouse in the Bowery, he coolly eyed the noisy line of humans snaking the sidewalk of Club Nocte, waiting to gain entrance.

Why would BlaƩz ask him to check out this area first?

Besides the foolish mortals disguised as what they imagined went bump in the night—and they sure made it easy for the real scourges lurking within the depths of the decrepit backstreet to lure them in and snuff out their feeble little lives—he didn’t sense any sign of supernatural disturbance.

Dagan scanned the alley again, his focus narrowing on a couple. The male dressed in a long, black cape, his arm thrown over the shoulders of a nun in a short habit, hurried the female along. Moonlight underscoring his face pale and a mouth with pointy canines. Count Dracul. Of course.

The twosome headed deeper into the disreputable area with no idea of the dangers that prowled the night. With demoniis out in droves hunting prey, it was always a mess leading up to this night.

Despite the distance, he could clearly see and hear the wannabe vampire. The idiot pushed the nun against a wall, hands fumbling under her tunic. “Let me sink my fangs into you, pretty one…” His voice deepened, probably his idea of vamp talk. Dagan’s lips twisted in cynicism.

“Yes, my dark prince.” The nun laughed, arching into him, her black veil falling back and exposing her smooth, tan neck. “Bite me—make me immortal.”

The man snickered, sucking on her neck instead. Lost in their world of make-believe, she had no idea of the true danger lurking nearby. How absurdly effortless it would be to walk up to her. He wouldn’t even have to say a word, and she’d be his for the taking.

Go. It’s what you want, the dark thoughts unfurled in the pits of his mind, coiling tighter around him. Satisfy the hunger that plagues you.

His powerful mental shields shuddered. His fangs lengthened.

No! He was a Guardian, sworn to protect humans, not kill. With shaky hands, he pulled out a half-smoked cigar from his pocket, put the thing between his lips, and struck a match on the wall. Palms cupped around the flame, he lit it. Inhaling deeply, he let the scented, sedative smoke saturate his lungs and cloak his thirst.

For now.

To read the entire first chapter and a steamy excerpt visit Georgia Lyn Hunter's Website -->


  • Absolute Surrender, #1
  • Echo Mine, 1.5
  • Breaking Fate #2
  • Tangled Sin (standalone)
  • Guardian Unraveled #3
  • For You, I Will #3.5
  • Heart's Inferno #4

Have a great July, Dear Readers, and I'll see you back here on August 30th!


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Friday, June 21, 2019

The World of Drakons

Part of the fun about being a writer is getting to create new and exciting worlds for my characters. In my Blood of the Drakon series, there are drakons spread throughout the world. Drakons are the male offspring that were the result of matings between pureblooded dragons and human women about 4000 years ago. The dragons returned to their own realm, abandoning their sons to our world. Drakons have the cunning, strength, preternatural abilities, and instincts of their dragon sires, along with the intellect and emotions of their human mothers. A deadly combination.

Their existence is known to very few, but there are those who wish to cage them for their blood, which can offer healing and immortality to humans who drink it. And now, after all these years, many of the drakons are finally finding their fated mates.

But the path to love is never smooth, especially when your chosen mate is always your greatest enemy.

Drakon’s Knight
Blood of the Drakon, Book 7

Drakon Jericho Drake, the child of a pure-blood dragon and human, has a simple plan: Kill the leader of the Knights of the Dragon and start a war. Except, when he meets his target, Karina Azarov, she can’t remember who she is. Worst of all––he can’t kill her. His dragon side has just claimed the dangerous woman as his mate.

Karina has no idea why these Drakon’s have taken her to their home. And she most certainly does not understand why she’s so drawn to her captor. Maybe because he’s strong, intelligent, and caring, in his enigmatic sort of way. One thing she knows, he’s not going to hurt her. If only she could remember something from her past that would explain why these Drakon’s hate her so much.

But if her memory returns, mated or not, he may get his war.. And one of them will die.


He looked at her, then—really looked. His eyes were pure black, but there was something in their depths. Red and violet flames. She blinked several times, not quite able to believe what she was seeing.

“You’re a drakon?” Who believed such things? Obviously, she had, and so did Jericho.

He nodded. “Yes. And you’re my greatest enemy.”

Her stomach sank. It wasn’t safe to be his foe, to be on the wrong side of any of these men. Drakons aside, they reeked of danger, of determination and drive. They’d do whatever it took to get a job done.

“Why haven’t you already killed me?” Maybe she was crazy to ask, to remind him of his original intention, but she had to know.

He gave a rough laugh, but it wasn’t a pleasant sound. “Why? I’ve asked myself that a dozen times since I pulled you from the wreckage.” He absently rubbed his chest. “It seems Fate or Nature or whatever you want to call it is a fickle bitch and has played a mean trick on us both.”

She didn’t want to ask, afraid of the answer. “And that trick is?”

He leaned forward, a scowl on his rough-hewn face. “That you’re my mate.”

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Thursday, June 13, 2019

A New Kind of POTS??? by Jennifer Kacey

I have A LOT of diagnoses now. 40 something when I stopped counting. I always thought once I was diagnosed with "something" that I had all the answers. I have been proven wrong on this time and time again. New classifications are discovered. New tests are available. A new specialist can change a diagnosis because they know more or they've seen more. It's a WHOLE lot to process!

So this happened to me a couple weeks ago. One of my big 5 diagnoses was reclassified as a rare type due to additional testing I did for my dysautonomia. Love having more answers!
Very much wish more answers came with feeling better but that's not exactly how things have been going for me.....

Decadently Yours,
Jennifer Kacey

Jennifer Kacey is a writer, mother, and business owner living with her miniman in Texas and New York. She sings in the shower, plays piano in her dreams, and has to have a different color of nail polish every week. The best advice she’s ever been given? Find the real you and never settle for anything less.

Saturday, June 1, 2019

Even I Can Have a Bad Day by Jennifer Kacey

It's been quite a few days of badness lately. Quite a few....

Decadently Yours,
Jennifer Kacey

Jennifer Kacey is a writer, mother, and business owner living with her miniman in Texas and New York. She sings in the shower, plays piano in her dreams, and has to have a different color of nail polish every week. The best advice she’s ever been given? Find the real you and never settle for anything less.