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Wednesday, November 11, 2015

The Perfect Marine- Thallium's Submission

The Alpha submissive. An intriguing character indeed, and one I find fascinating.

Many assume the submissive male is always a doormat, a wimp, a weakling. A myth that can't be further from the truth (most of the time.) The Alpha submissive is a fierce warrior. A champion for his woman, putting her happiness and needs before all else. He will fight for her, defend her, and worship at her feet. A delicious cocktail of strength and supplication that makes me want to curl into this fine specimen's strong arms.

That was my vision for Thallium in the Elite Ghosts boxset. A deadly warrior who always gets the job done. He is a man that finds comfort in fulfilling orders. And in Athena, he has found a woman who's courage and honor he wishes to serve until the end of time. That is if he can keep her ex-husband and Red Wolf from killing her first. I loved writing their story, especially the wacky things Athena would think of to say to try to make Thallium laugh during sex. Cracked me up. But the best compliment I had was when I overheard my editor tell another author that I wrote a heroine that every woman over forty wishes she could be. Awesome!

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Thallium's Submission

 From now on the only orders he will follow are hers.

Timothy “Thallium” LaStrange is the perfect Marine, and takes the phrase “live to serve” to an entirely new level as he carries out any order he is given. His mission: Protect the ex-wife of the president of one of the most notorious motorcycle clubs before she testifies to put her former husband away forever. When their location is compromised, Thallium is cut off from his team and must take the lead to keep his charge alive—a task that becomes increasingly difficult the more time he spends with the sexy, dynamic woman who makes him want to fall to his knees in worship.

Athena knew what she risked trying to put all of the ugliness in her life to an end. And now, that includes a young, battle-scarred Marine who is the only thing standing between her and death. Thallium’s strength and honor are too beautiful to put in harm’s way, and when he admits his need to submit to her every desire, she’ll do anything in her power to protect him.

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Excerpt-

     
“Tell me about this group you work for,” she said, desperate for more information about this intriguing man.
     “I can’t. We don’t exist.”
     “You can’t tell me anything? Not one tiny little detail?”
      Cockiness slid into his grin. “We’re really good at hiding.”
     “And?”
     “That’s it.”
     “No, really.”
     Nothing. Not a word. Not a sound. Just a lift of his brow as he finished cleaning his plate.
     She blew a raspberry in his direction and stood. “You’re terrible.”
     Thallium stopped her as she reached for his plate. “I’ll get them.”
     “You cooked. I’ll clean.”
     “Athena, I’ll do it.” He jumped from his chair and blocked her way to the kitchen sink.
     “I’ve got it, Thall.”
     He latched onto the plate in her hand and pulled. “No. I’ve got it.”
     “Why are you fighting me on this? I can clean a few dishes. I’m not an invalid or weak.”
     “I don’t think you are w-weak. I’m here to provide for you.”
     “Doing dishes is providing for me? You don’t have to take care of me.”
     “I know—I’m not.” His eyes darted around the room as if the walls would give him the words to explain what was going on in his head. “I want, I need to…serve you.”
     Serve you. The hairs on her neck stood on end at the way he phrased those words. “I don’t know if I understand.”
     “I was, am, a good Marine. I follow orders. It makes me feel safe. I complete a task. I’ve done a good job. That’s my reward.”
     “So that’s what this is about? Your orders are to take care of me, so this is just part of your job?”
     “No—yes, no. My orders are to protect you.” His eyelids lowered with desire. “To serve you, that’s on me. I want to serve you in any capacity you will have of me.”
     “And by any capacity…”
     “Any capacity,” he said in a husky timbre that left no doubt to his meaning. “I am yours, Athena.”
     “Why?”
     Excuse me, girlfriend. Why are you questioning this? Here is a hunky man wanting to fulfill your every desire. What is the problem?
     What was the problem? The problem was he was a hunky man she had known for less than twenty-four hours. And by the way he spoke, it sounded as if his wish went beyond just sex. A whole lot more.
     “Why do you want to serve me?”
     “I told you. You are an amazing woman. Strong. Brave. Gorgeous. Sexy. Is it so hard to imagine I’d want you?”
     “But why do you want to serve me? Because it sounds like what you want is for me to be in control.”
     His breath caught and a light flared in his eyes before he schooled his expression.
     Ahhh. Now it was all becoming clear.
     “Is that what you want, Thallium? Are you submissive and you want me to be your Domme?”
     As his breathing escalated and his gaze bounced around the room, she grew afraid he was going to hyperventilate. He swallowed hard and answered so softly, she almost didn’t hear it. “Yes.”


Until next time y'all,

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Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Eilte Metal- Adamantium's Roar by Anna Alexander

No, this is not a repeat post. Yes, Elite Metal is on the cusp of taking over the world! Not really, but it would be nice. :)

When I was approached to be a part of this amazing box set, the only thing I was told was the hero had to have a code name that was the same as a metal. I said, "If I can name him Adamantium, I'm in." The response was a resounding, "YES!"

Some of my inspiration
Sure, adamantium isn't a "real" metal, but I wasn't going to give up the opportunity to drop a huge comic book Easter egg. And that's not the only egg. Just to name a few, there is a little homage to Wolverine right on the first page, and Ant rides a Harley Davidson Duo Glide. The same bike ridden by Hugh Jackman in Wolverine: Origins. Another yes!

In Elite Metal, Adamantium is the techno-nerd of the group. A hot, sexy, techno-nerd who is an artist and designed video games during his forced hiatus from the Marines. I loved writing his story, and I hope you all fall in love with him too. Here's a little taste of Adamantium's Roar.

Blurb-
 
Adamantium feels right at home being back to what he does best with his Elite Metal buddies, especially if it keeps his mind off her.  Beth Bradshaw. His best friend’s girl. But when their paths cross again, he discovers Beth is in the hands of a dangerous man. Vow or no vow to his Elite Metal family, Ant will do anything to claim the woman he loves.

Excerpt-

Was he flirting with her? Her husband’s best friend? The quiet guy who had always seemed to be more interested in video games and computers than women? Oh, he had had the occasional girlfriend, but never a relationship one would call serious, at least that she had seen. And he had never given any indication that he thought of her as a woman. As in a real woman. As in a potential mate and bed partner.

But there was certainly a vibe coming from him now. A subtle flex of muscles and a narrowing of his gaze that suggested he was interested in far more than merely reminiscing about the past.

“Here we go,” he said as he steered the car off the freeway. Two blocks further down the road, he turned into a driveway of a motel. “We’re already checked in and the parking lot is in the back, so we won’t be seen from the streets. When we get settled why don’t you take a bath, relax, and I’ll get us some dinner and some shoes for you.”

At the word “bath” she imagined being soaking wet and naked while Adamantium stood on the other side of the bathroom door in all of his manliness as he prepared to turn in for the night. Somehow she didn’t think he wore pajamas to bed.

“Oh,” she said and tried to control her racing heartbeat. “Um, sure.”

Holy cow. Was she seriously getting turned on by her oldest friend?

“Sit tight here while I do a quick check around,” he said as he parked the car. Once he climbed out, he stood by the side of the Charger. His tight backside was perfectly framed by the driver’s side window.

She closed her eyes on a groan. Dear lord, she was.

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Until next time-

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