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Hi all!

Here's the latest release! It's a short one this time, and I hope you enjoy it!

Terry Carding knows how to get what he wants. So much so that he’s made a career of it. If someone needs finding, Terry is the guy to find them. When he’s given the task of finding a dangerous and reclusive shifter, though, he has his work cut out for him. When he finally catches up with his target, he finds that everything he’d been told about the man was a lie.
Eric Dansen has spent decades in hiding from his former master, Christophe. Every few years the ancient shifter sends someone else to track Eric and keep tabs on him. This time he sends a human, filling his head with lies in the process.
Lies quickly give way to truth, and the pair become close. That only makes things more complicated, though, as now Christophe has an interest in both of them, and he’s not an easy man to dissuade.

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Worst. Blogger.

Okay, so I'm a terrible blogger. Sorry!

Instead of putting up a bunch of posts, I'll combine my newer releases into this post, then add another post about what's coming up. So, without further ado...

Unattainable (Wolves of Shade County #1)

Some guys are just too damn cute. As far as Micky Silvers is concerned, Hudson Stark, bartender of the hottest gay bar in Shade County, is one of those people. Unfortunately the man turns down every single offer, so when Micky’s friends cajole him into asking the guy out, he’s not exactly hopeful.
Hudson is a shapeshifter, and he’s had enough heartbreak over the centuries to swear him off dating entirely. The fates have other ideas, though, and push him and Micky together. Taking it as a good omen, Hudson throws caution to the wind and is rewarded with a torrid affair.
But the wind soon changes, and their luck runs out, as an accident threatens to break them apart and reveal Hudson’s true nature.
Will they emerge with their relationship intact, or will it all be too much for them to bear?

Cabin Fever (Wolves of Shade County #2)

Trapped together in a snowbound cabin in the hills, shapeshifter Grant Jamison and human Thomas “Tom” Harkins find themselves in very close quarters. Despite never having been with a man before, Tom is strangely attracted to the mysterious stranger, and before long the two find themselves closer still.
It’s only been a few days since Tom broke up with his cheating girlfriend, and the betrayal has left a scar on his heart. He’s not willing to rush into anything, especially not with someone he barely knows.
Grant has a secret he’s been keeping for years. He’s a shapeshifter, able to take on the form of a wolf at will. Given how hard a time Tom is having just with dating a man, though, how will he react when he finds out Grant isn’t completely human?
Will the romance survive the hard times ahead, or will it all come crashing down before they even make it back to the city?

Alpha's Claim: Manlove Edition 

(Anthology)

Strength. Power. Domination.
The shifters in our Alpha's Claim: Manlove Edition anthology have one thing in common—they won't take “no” for an answer. Whether they lead packs of their own, or whether they walk a solitary path, these alphas won't let anyone stop them from claiming their men.
Lose yourself in these ten sinfully delicious love stories. After all, who could deny an Alpha’s claim?

Presenting Alex Bowman

Hi all!

So I was chatting with a fellow M/M author, the dashing Alex Bowman, and it was suggested that since we both have new books either out now or out soon, we should swap posts on our blogs. Sounds like a good idea to me! Without further ado, here's Alex.


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First off, I want to thank JC for allowing me to come share today.

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Welcome to the world of the Soul Collector, a special human able to save other souls from the clutches of the Hell Demons that have stolen them.

In the first story, Losing His Religion, we met Jamie, the one male who would lead the Soul Collector Army, whether he wanted to or not. In Laying Down the Lawman, we meet Sheriff Jason McCall, a rugged officer hell-bent on saving his community from the new paranormal threat moving in. When he gets otherworldly help, he's not sure he wants it, nor is he sure he likes the attraction he feels for Prince Elia. His Majesty sets his sights on the human, determined to have him fight the war that's coming.

And determined to have him in his bed.

I hope you enjoy the excerpt and happy reading!


Le excerpt (I'm so fancy - JC)


“Hands up where I can see them.”
Elia looked the human over, seeing the uniform of a lawman in the dim light, the moon casting a glint over the tin star on the man’s chest.  Law or not, there was a chance this man was working with Molock, so he needed to tread carefully.  He lifted his hands up and signaled his surrender, which was anything but.  At first chance, he would subdue the male and continue his perusal.
“Come out into the light so I can see you better.  Keep the hands up.”
Elia stepped forward and into the full moon’s illumination, shifting back into his human form before doing so.  Apparently he’d not been quick enough.
“Dammit, you’re one of them, aren’t you?”
Elia couldn’t help but bristle at the term them, or the way the man spit it out.  “One of what, officer?”
“Don’t play me.  If it walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, then it’s a duck.”
Elia couldn’t help but chuckle.  “Quack, quack.”
The gun trained on him never wavered.  Elia stopped laughing as he saw Chastity get out of the car from the corner of his eye.
“Chastity?  What are you doing up here?”  The man never removed his eyes from Elia.  Smart man.
“Aww, Sheriff McCall, whatchu got your gun out for?  This gentleman has been nothing but nice to me.”
“Well, this gentleman seems to have put himself in the wrong place at the wrong time.”
“How’s that, sheriff?  Is there a law against stopping in to see if a friend is home?”
“A friend?”  The sheriff lowered his voice an octave, as if he didn’t want Chastity to hear what he had to say.  “I know what you freaks are doing up here.  There’ll be no more killings in my county.  Is that why you brought her up here, to drain her blood and pitch her body into the river like the others?”
Drain her blood?  Elia’s mind spun as he tried to insert that knowledge into what he already knew.
Was Molock working with vamps? 
Mother-fucker.  He looked the sheriff over one more time, wondering if he should keep playing dumb or if he needed to lay some of his cards out on the table to offer to share a little information.  The officer could potentially help give him more of the intel he would need to take down the demon, to see what they were up to and how wide the net spread.
“Sheriff, you’ve got it all wrong.  You really do.  I’m on your side in this.  I saw all the strange disappearances in Jackson and came here to help.  I’m a demon hunter.”  Elia took a tentative step forward, knowing if he could get close enough, he could tell the sheriff to release him and to forget everything that had just happened.  If he could just get a good look into the man’s eyes.
“Stay the fuck back.”
Elia took another tentative step closer.  “Molock has left a trail of dead bodies in his wake before.  I can help you.”
The gun never moved or shook.  Elia felt an instant of respect for the man behind the weapon.  “I said, stand your ground.  Do not move closer or I will shoot you.”
“Now, sheriff, I’m not trying to hurt anyone. I just came out here to see what Molock was up to and to see how to stop him.”  Elia was only a few feet away now and could finally get a good look at the sheriff’s face.  He was younger than Elia expected, his skin smooth.  The wide brim of his Stetson cast a shadow over half his face, but the wide mouth was expressive, the lips curved and bowed.  The peppering of beard growth just made the male all the more attractive.  A twinkling light came from where his eyes should be.
Elia captured the stare as best he could, staring at where those twinkles were.  “You’ll release me now, and let the woman go.  We were never here.”
“What kind of bullshit is that?”
Elia grimaced.  Apparently, he’d not gotten a good enough look into the man’s eyes when he’d issued the command.  He’d need to get closer, pop the hat off him.  He took another carefully measured step.
“I will not hesitate to shoot you.  Take one more step and you’re gonna have a hole in you.”
Elia knew he needed to be quick.  He’d have to jump the sheriff and pin him to the ground, get the ridiculous cowboy hat off him and capture his stare.  Once it was all over, the human would never realize what had even happened.  In the blink of an eye, he pounced, but not before the human let off a round from his gun.  Elia was too fast and the bullet didn’t get him in the intended spot, but rather, slipped just past his shoulder, nicking him.
The pain lanced through his arm, but he couldn’t stop until he had gotten the officer to forget him.  Tumbling him to the ground, he soon landed on top of the human and wrestled him for the gun.  The thing went off in their hands, hitting the Mercedes on the side.  Dammit, my car!  He heard Chastity scream and begin running, her feet sounding over the pebbled drive.
Elia somehow knocked the hat from the man and saw him for the first time, Elia not needing as much light to see in the moonlit night.   A strong brow covered the most intense set of green eyes he’d ever seen.  An aquiline nose ended above those firm lips, taut cheeks sloped down to a firm jaw.  The man was absolutely stunning.
He tried to ignore the jade green and how incredibly beautiful those eyes were.  He also tried to ignore how turned on he was getting, too, the strapping man fighting with incredible strength below him.  He tried to ignore how rock hard his cock was already becoming.

Books in THE SOUL COLLECTORS Series:

Losing His Religion
Laying Down the Lawman