Release day - Aimee Brissay's Nature of the Beast

Synopsis

After sorceress Alexandra tries to kill her insane father, her fae uncle expels her from the Otherworld in an attempt to keep her safe. Living among humans, she keeps her connection with the supernatural by working for vampires and werewolves.

When she stumbles upon a hurt werewolf pup her efforts to heal him inadvertently break the bonds tying the young lycan to the pack, making her his new alpha.

This is the least of Alexandra’s worries though, for back in the Otherworld her father has not forgotten her. He dispatches an assassin to kill her. But just who is this mysterious foe, and what will their arrival mean not only to Alexandra but to the delicate balance of the world?

Nature of the Beast is the first book in the Tangled Bonds series.

Buy Links

Don’t miss the March Sale! All Wayward Ink Titles titles are 35% off on the WIP website and 30% off on AllRomance. The 30% discount also applies to all Amazon websites for Nature of the Beast on the first few days after release.

WIP: http://www.waywardinkpublishing.com/product/nature-of-the-beast-by-aimee-brissay/

Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01CJ4RVYW/

Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01CJ4RVYW/

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ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-natureofthebeast-1993709-145.html

Book trailer

Excerpt
I had several orders to fill, but I couldn’t concentrate. The potion business didn't pay much, but as it was only a ruse, I didn't care.

Cleaning up other peoples', or in my case other immortals', screw-ups paid a whole lot more. It also took a lot out of me, but, hey, a girl's gotta live, and since selling my body held no appeal, that was my only option. So I made bodies and any traces of magic reckless immortals left behind disappear, and tried to stay out of the line of fire. Of course, working closely with vampires and werewolves didn't make the job easy. On the other hand, I was lucky to be working mostly with their kind. I shuddered to think how much more difficult it would be with demons or fae as customers. Good thing they were used to cleaning their own messes.

Eventually, I gave up pretending to work and went outside. The hot air of the afternoon hit me hard and I breathed it in in long, deep gulps. It tasted foul and oppressing on my tongue, reminding me again how much I hated the heat. Not even the clean mountain air could make it palatable. And no matter how far I was from civilization, I could still feel it around me, smelling like sickness and decay. It was such a far cry from the crisp air of the Otherworld. There everything was sharper, fresher. The forests were always green, and the grass smelled like spring. I shook my head, bringing myself back to reality. What was of the point dreaming of what you couldn't have?

I filled my lungs and the foul smell hit me again. My nose curled in distaste, my stomach convulsing. I dry swallowed, trying to get rid of the awful taste, and cursed myself for dwelling in old memories. That had to be the reason everything seemed worse today.

Sun washed over me as I stepped into the backyard. Closing my eyes, I basked in its glow. As much as I hated summer, I loved the sun. Yet another contrast of my personality. But then again, what would you expect when I was made out of contrasts from the beginning? Fae's blood mixed with human, demon and angel, animal and water; those conflicting elements meant to give me access to all these worlds tended to battle inside me. It didn't work out for my maker as well as he'd hoped, but, as the saying went, you can't have it all.

About the author

Born in Romania, land of the Iele and Vlad the Impaler, AIMEE BRISSAY has spent all her life surrounded by books. She has ridden side by side with d’Artagnan and The Three Musketeers to retrieve the Queen’s diamonds, set sail on the Erasmus in search of the Japans, fell in love with Rhett Butler and roamed the Wild West along Old Shatterhand. She has walked on the footsteps of the Olympian Gods and searched for Zalmoxis’ sanctuary in the Carpathians. In her mind, she’s never been the damsel in distress but rather the knight in shiny armor fighting for a cause.

With a background like this, turning to writing was no surprise.

Aimee discovered erotica early on in life and has never looked back. Now she can write anywhere, even in a crowded room or a busy subway station, but she loves solitude.

When she’s not at her evil day job, she can be found writing or playing with her cat. She welcomes messages from readers and promises to answer all of them as soon as possible.

Aimee Brissay can be found at:

Website: http://aimeebrissay.blogspot.ro/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100006586754683

Twitter: https://twitter.com/aimeebrissay

Release Day!

First Swallow of Spring
Asta Idonea
16 March 2016
Torquere Press
Short Story/MM

The first swallow of spring draws Seanán back to the fae circle each year. There he dances with the handsome fae lord, Iorweth. He knows the rules he must follow if he wishes to be free to leave at the end of the night; however, Iorweth is growing ever more inventive in his attempts to trick Seanán into breaking them.

Audio Excerpt

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Excerpt
“Seanán will be dancing with none but me.” The words were softly spoken, yet the tone brooked no argument, and at this utterance, the others scurried away and a new figure stepped into view.

A wave of contentment flooded through Seanán. “Iorweth.” He accepted Iorweth’s proffered hand, and Iorweth pulled him to his feet as if he weighed nothing. He gazed up at the regal figure. “I have missed you.”

“And I you. Shall we dance?”

Iorweth swept Seanán into his arms and they spun toward the edge of the clearing. The others made room for them and they joined the chain, circling the stone in a dance of pure delight. The music came from no discernible source, but it filled the air, bright and bell-like, and between its magical refrains, the fae laughed, clapped, and cavorted in the moonlight.

Seanán followed Iorweth’s lead. The rest of the world melted away as he lost himself in the fae lord’s glimmering, emerald eyes. This was the time of year he felt most alive. In the long months between these meetings he survived on memories and dreams. They kept him going, but nothing compared to being here in Iorweth’s arms. The press of his hand on Seanán’s back—that was the brilliant reality. The rest of his life was colorless.

Iorweth pulled him closer until their bodies met. Warmth spread through Seanán and he sighed and rested his head against Iorweth’s chest. Surely they had danced for long enough. Surely Iorweth would soon take him to the stone. Yet, on and on they danced. They twirled and dipped and swayed, never breaking from the circle. Seanán should have felt dizzy. At the very least he should have grown weary. But when he was with Iorweth, he always had boundless energy. So long as their hands touched, Seanán believed he could go on dancing without pause, forever.

Author Bio & Links
Asta Idonea (aka Nicki J Markus) was born in England, but now lives in Adelaide, South Australia. She has loved both reading and writing from a young age and is also a keen linguist, having studied several foreign languages.


Asta launched her writing career in 2011 and divides her efforts not only between MM and mainstream works but also between traditional and indie publishing. Her works span the genres, from paranormal to historical and from contemporary to fantasy. It just depends what story and which characters spring into her mind!


As a day job, Asta works as a freelance editor and proofreader, and in her spare time she enjoys music, theatre, cinema, photography, and sketching. She also loves history, folklore and mythology, pen-palling, and travel; all of which have provided plenty of inspiration for her writing.

Blog: http://www.nickijmarkus.com
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/NickiJMarkus
Twitter: https://twitter.com/NickiJMarkus
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4567057.Nicki_J_Markus
LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/nicolamarkus
Amazon Author US: http://www.amazon.com/Asta-Idonea/e/B00RMGGVYO
Amazon Author UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Asta-Idonea/e/B00RMGGVYO