Friday, October 14, 2011

It's the bomb-diggity...

Whatever the hell that means!

Today is [trumpet, horns and white ponies please] the release day for my long awaited, much loved, hot, hot hot BIG BAD. Yay!! (print to come)

To celebrate this fantabulous day I have done all kinds of stupid dances, cooed to the wiener dog, driven my twitter stream insane saying it over and over again and oh look, what a coinkydink...

I was asked to join Eliza Gayle's awesome celebration on the DAMM blog, which is stop #2 of the B4 so I'm over there with a Halloween memory. The most traumatic Halloween of. All. Time.

Okay, maybe not of all time, but hey! It was pretty damn scary. For an eight year old...

Either way, join the fun over on her blog for the rest of October. There are all kinds of goodies to be had. And they are not peeled grape eyeballs and cold spaghetti. They are much, much better than that!

And now an excerpt. Feel free to shut your eyeballs if you don't like smoking hot wolves.

Lust according to Ruby:
You read those books where they explain it all away. They make it fine with
rationalization. But what if I just want to? What if that's my whole reason? My
life is not a romance novel. I don't need justification. I'm a grown woman who
knows what she wants.

I want Ellis. And I want Tyler.

And I won't apologize...

What's worse than wanting both your best friend who's a vampire and the
just-back-in-town alpha werewolf you find yourself fixated on? Finding out that
the werewolf in question wants you, too. But he isn't too keen on the sharing
part. Oh, and by the way, you're his dead mate.

Okay, okay, dead is harsh—reincarnated.

What's worse than that? Realizing that you believe the whole crazy tale of
reincarnation. Because it seems to be true.

And yet you still want them both—together. Vampire and werewolf and you in the
middle. Stuck between two predators who want you and only you. To complicate it
all, you find out that you can have it. With your new/old mate's blessing. But
just one time before he claims you as his.

Are you brave enough to take it? That one shot?

Well...Are you?

Warnings: This title contains graphic sex and language, spanking, m/f/m sex,
multiple partners.

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EXCERPT of BIG BAD by Sommer Marsden

"I need to go back," I whispered.

Ellis gave a short nod. He looked a lot of things at that moment. Happy, sad,
angry, determined. His personality was so big, his presence so huge. He scared
me on so many levels and many of them good. In a moment of impulse, I turned and
kissed him. Pressing my hands—shaking and freezing in fingerless grey gloves as
if they could help me—to his rough cheeks. I held his face as I kissed him. He
growled low in his throat. A constant drone of aggression and want as a back
beat to the kiss. Ellis grasped my hips with strong fingers, sank them in so I
worried I'd bruise—hoped I'd bruise.

Without thinking, I clasped my hands behind his neck and brought my legs up to
wrap his waist. He had only three inches on me and maybe thirty pounds. He was
strapping and burly but not bulky, I was curvy and solid but not fat. Our bodies
pressed together in the perfect meld and I felt the hard ridge of his cock
pressed the cleft of my pussy.

"You'd better stop or I'm taking you right here," he said. His voice was rough
and righteous and I believed him beyond a shadow of a doubt.

I stroked my tongue down over his and tugged the finer hairs at the nape of his
neck and the growl turned dangerous. He started to move, to lay me down and I
let go of him—falling away as quickly as I had latched on.

"Not yet, not yet!" I said, my hands up in mock surrender.

"Ruby," he drew the word out and made it sound dirty and sexy and fine.

"I'm sorry. I am. Soon. I will. I just—" I didn't know what so I shook my head
instead of finishing that sentence.

"I can smell the lust on you. It's thick and smells like lilacs." When he
grinned at me, I wanted to change my mind.

"I know you can."

"I don't scare you being a lycan but my want of you does?"

"And the whole dead mate thing," I said, turning so fast my coat swept open for
an instant. I hurried through the dry and brittle grass with Ellis right on my

"Why are you drawn to me? Certainly not because I came into your store and
bought sausage as Tyler explained."

I snorted, shaking my head. How stupid that sounded but in a way it was true.
"That's when you caught my attention. That's when I started…" I blew out a

"Coveting me?" he chuckled, taking three big steps and grabbing my hand in his
big warm one. Heat baked off of him like I was standing close to an oven or a
grill. It felt good, that heat. I swore I could smell him even above the cold
winter wind. He smelled like a man. Campfires and tobacco and earth.

"Coveting, yes." My hood flew back off my head and my hair rose up. Tendrils got
caught up in the wind and swirled around my head.

"But you want Tyler too," he said and tugged me so I had to stop.

"Yes, not as…" I stared at my beat up boots until he pushed my chin up with his

"Not as…?"

I had been about to say not as much as you but realized that wasn't so accurate.
More like "In a different way."

"He's your friend?"

I nodded, pushing my unruly hair back even as the wind yanked it away and tossed
it asunder again.

"But you want to fuck him?" He grinned.

I felt a stain of embarrassment flood my cheeks but I forced my shoulders back
and my head high. "Yes," I said defiantly.

"Okay. I can live with that. For now."

I wanted to ask Ellis why the hell I would care if he could live with it. But I
did. Why I'd want his approval. But I did. And why it mattered that he accepted
it. But it did.

So I simply nibbled my bottom lip until he pulled my hood up and pressed my hair
under it. He kissed my nose and said "Come on, I'll walk you home."

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