Happy Solstice

Today is the winter solstice, the shortest day of the year. It’s also known as Yule and is one of the oldest winter celebrations in the world. To ancient people, the seasons and weather played an important part of their lives. To drive away the dark, they would light bonfires to light the longest night of the year. The tradition of the Yule log is actually a pagan one. As is the cutting of mistletoe.

Many cultures would celebrate with food, drink, music, and stories. From here on, the days would get longer until the arrival of spring. Definitely something to celebrate.

And if you’re looking for something to read during these long winter nights, why not check out Drakon’s Tear, the latest book from my Blood of the Drakon series.

Drakon’s Tear

Blood of the Drakon, Book 6

Dying isn't an option. I've survived a kidnapping, and now I'm on the run from the Knights of the Dragon who want my gift. There's nothing a dragon loves more than treasure. I'm Abigail Owens, and I can sense gemstones. When I find myself drawn to a beautiful stone bracelet at a tiny shop in Moscow, I can't help but have it — even though I can sense it's power. But I didn't realize with this one decision I've just put myself in the middle of a war between the Knights and a Drakon.

I guess I'm just lucky like that.

The only person I trust even a little is Vasili Zima, which is weird since I’m not sure if he wants to kill me or protect me. I'm drawn to him in a way I hadn't thought possible, and he feels the same way, or he wouldn't be risking his life to help me. He's wanted by the bad guys just as much as I am, and staying with me, well, there's a hundred percent chance I'm about to get us both killed. But I will not be going down without a fight.

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N.J. Walters is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who has always been a voracious reader, and now she spends her days writing novels of her own. Vampires, werewolves, dragons, time-travelers, seductive handymen, and next-door neighbors with smoldering good looks—all vie for her attention. It’s a tough life, but someone’s got to live it.

 

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Meet Lia Davis's Sons of War

Hello, everyone! I'm currently working on the third book in the Sons of War series--Zavier and Elle's story. I'd thought I'd share, with those who may not be familiar with the series, a little info into the world and the Sullivan brothers.


The Sons of War is a series based off the Greek mythology of the Spartoi with a few twist of my own. The myth is that the Spartoi were warlike warriors who sprang from the earth fully grown from the sown teeth of Ares’s sacred drakon (dragon).

My twists are these warriors can shift into dragons and are considered to be Ares’s sons and there are called the Sons of War.

I’ve always loved dragons. They’re beautiful, mystical, magical, predators, and just scary. Lol You take those traits and mix them with human aspects and you get a growly, sexy alpha male shifter. I infused all of these traits into the Sons of War. Each dragon is different. They are all sons of Ares, Greek god of war, but each is a different color and personality.

Markus: Black hair, midnight-blue eyes. He stands 6’3”. His dragon is black with a hue of blue on the top layer of scales. He’s the unofficial leader of the Sons of War and is more like his father than he’d like to admit.

Ty (Tyson): His hair is dark auburn and eyes are dark brown, almost black. He stands 6’5”. He co-owns a construction company with his brother Seth. His dragon is red with a hue of gold on the top layer of scales. He doesn’t trust females after being betrayed by one that left his right eye unable to shift back to its human appearance.

Zavier: He has dark blond hair and green eyes and stands 6’2”. His dragon is dark green under a light green. Computers, security, and the house finances are his domain. He’s gentler than his brothers, but just as deadly.

Seth: He has caramel brown hair, grey eyes, and stands 6’0”. His dragon is white with an overlay of purple. He’s the co-owner of Sullivan Contractors with Ty. Sensuality is his specialty. He loves to work with his hands both out of the bedroom and in it.

Drake: Has brown hair and blue eyes. He stands 6’3”. His dragon is brown with a silver overlay. Friendly is not a word I’d use to describe him. He hides behind a darkness that he has yet to share with me and that puts him on a lethal edge. He spends his time searching for their evil brother, Garrick, and finding ways to stop him from creating another war against the gods.

Reading Order:

War's Passion

Ashes of War

Artemis's Hunt

Chaotic War

Excerpt from Dragon's Web by Lia Davis

Hi! I'm sharing an excerpt from my new release, Dragon's Web. Enjoy!

Chapter One

Kara paced the cramped, windowless shoebox they’d stuck her in a little more than a week ago, right after she’d squeezed through the bars on the window of the last room they’d placed her in. When Henry Carter and his minions had brought her here—wherever the hell here was—they’d placed her in a cage only big enough for a small child. They’d also kept her under some kind of spell, or laced her food with something that interfered with her magic to shift into her black cat form. A few months ago, she’d shifted in her sleep, which led her to believe it was a potion they’d given her, and that her system had somehow built up immunity to it. Once she realized she could shift again, she didn’t think twice about escaping from the cage.

Did they really think they could keep a shapeshifting cat contained for long? They were idiots if they did. Cats were great escape artists. Kara was no exception.

She fisted her hands as she wore a track in the center of the burnt-orange carpet. Or was that blood-saturated carpet? She shuddered, not wanting to think about how many other people Henry had killed in his lifetime. Her capturer wouldn’t get away with murdering her best friend’s parents and then kidnapping Kara to keep her quiet. One way or another, she would get out of here, and Henry Carter would pay.

A sound from outside the door drew her attention. Coming to a stop in the middle of the room, she listened then growled. Anxiety and annoyance fueled her need to escape. Plus, the walls seemed like they were closing in on her.

She’d find another way out.

She had to. For Nyna. She’d do anything to protect her and give her the closure she deserved.

The sound of a door handle turning refocused her thoughts. When the door opened, she let out a low snarl as Dumbass One entered. That’s what she called her guards, Dumbass, with the number of the order she’d met them over the last eighteen months.

“Easy, kitty.”

“Get bent, asshole.” She tracked him with her eyes as he carried a tray to the small rectangular table against the far wall.

His brown hair fell over his face as he set the tray down. “I see I’ve been promoted.” He turned and smirked at her. She hissed at him, wanting to claw out his eyes. “Or is that a demotion?”

Smartass. “Bastard.” She eased to the table, lifted the cover from the plate, and sniffed. The aroma of garlic, butter, and red meat drifted up, filling her senses. Her mouth watered and her stomach grumbled. “Steak? Is this my last meal or something?”

Dumbass One laughed, bitter and all too fake. “Don’t we all wish. No, the boss wants you alive.”

For what, she didn’t know. Kara had a theory that Henry wanted to use her as insurance in case Nyna—his niece—found out that he’d killed her parents. His own brother and sister-in-law. The fear that rose with that thought fueled Kara’s rage even more. Nyna had a right to know, and to have closure so she could move on with her life. Kara had to be there to protect her from her bastard uncle.

Studying the guard, Kara stepped closer to him. He raised a brow but didn’t move. Brave man. Or, he really was an idiot. She batted her lashes and gave him her best attempt at a sensual smile. “I could make it worth your while if you just…I don’t know, forget to lock the door when you leave.”

His lips twitched as if amused. Desire flashed in his gaze briefly, telling her that he considered it for a moment. With a quickness she hadn’t expected from the human, he gripped her upper arms and yanked her into him, their clothed bodies meshing together. Holding down the bile that threatened to surface, Kara wrapped her arms around his waist and allowed her tiny fangs to lower. “What do you say?”

He shoved her away and shook his head. Without another word, he left the room, slamming the door behind him. The click of the lock was her answer.

She laughed. Never underestimate a desperate female. She opened her hand and grinned.

A single key rested in her palm.

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