by Rosanna Leo
I
am so excited to be here today at Inner Goddess! Thanks to Pearl for having me.
I
come from Toronto, Canada, and for Canadians, this weekend is our Thanksgiving.
Much like the American Thanksgiving, this is a time when we gather with family
and friends, eat way too much, and try to remember those less fortunate and how
lucky we are.
Personally,
I feel like a very lucky girl right now. You see, as an author of erotic
romance, I get to surround myself with exotic, sensual men all day long. I
know…this must sound like a dreadful hardship, but I bear up as well as I can!
;)
I’m
so fortunate to have my writing career. To someone with my flighty, romantic
temperament, it’s the best job in the world. There are few things that amuse me
quite as much as sitting down at my laptop and creating a sexy, new hero and a
world in which he can play. And aren’t we all a little thankful for our
favorite heroes? Thankful for their pecs, their buns, their possessive natures
and searing looks…okay, I digress.
I’m
especially thankful for the reception given by readers to my latest series of
paranormal romances, my Gemini Island Shifters series. These books are set in
the fictional Gemini Island, Ontario, a shifter community nestled quietly in
our province’s northern region. They revolve around the Ursa Fishing Lodge and
Resort, which caters only to shifters, and star a couple of ornery, possessive
bear shifters: the Snow brothers, Ryland and Soren.
I
am so grateful for the reviews readers have given this series, and I’m so glad
they are enjoying Ry and Soren’s shenanigans as they search for mates. Ryland
and Soren might be brothers, but they are as different as different can be. As
much as they gripe and fuss with one another, ultimately they too end up being
thankful for their relationship. They may bicker, gruff bears that they are,
but they know the value of family. After all, when their women were threatened,
both men were there for each other, ready to do anything to protect their
family. I think most of us would do just about anything to make our families
safe and happy, and this is something I try to bring to my romances. They have
to be steamy hot, with lots of smexy scenes, but they also have to tug at the
heartstrings.
To
celebrate the day, I’d like to give away a copy of each of my Gemini Island
Shifters books: Predator’s Kiss and Predator’s Serenade. One lucky winner
will receive these books today. And I hope when you read them, you remember
your significant other, and are thankful.
Predator's Kiss
Blurb:
Bear shifter Ryland Snow just wants peace.
The peace and quiet afforded him at his woodsy retreat, the Ursa Fishing Lodge.
As owner of the lodge, Ryland enjoys the tranquil life he’s created among his
fellow shifters. He lives to maintain a safe haven for them, away from
meddlesome human eyes.
When his rock star brother arrives,
bringing trouble in the form of a possible hitman, Ryland is incensed. He’s
been cleaning up Soren’s messes as long as he can remember, and is tired of his
brother’s lecherous exploits.
Things go from bad to worse when Lia
Goodblood stumbles upon Ryland and his lodge. Yes, the reclusive erotica author
is easy on the eyes, but the human woman is more trouble than she’s worth. To
say nothing of her bizarre fear of furry creatures.
Ryland determines to rid himself of her
presence. But when he learns she’s on the run from a crazed fan, Ryland’s
protective bear instincts flare. And the bear won’t be denied.
Excerpt:
She was already reviving a few minutes
later. Ryland let out a sigh of relief.
Thank God. When he’d first seen the petite
woman hurtling through the trees, he’d worried someone was after her. But no
one else had barreled behind her. And yet she’d seemed so scared.
They hadn’t helped, presenting her with a
couple of snarling bears.
She moaned a little, and the soft sound
warmed him, making him hard again. Damn. He glanced around the room, remembered
he didn’t exactly tend to stash clothes in guest cabins, and raced for the
bathroom. He grabbed a couple of clean towels off the rack and tossed one to
Soren. “Cover yourself.”
Soren grinned like a devil and motioned to
his nude bottom half. “I can conduct my flirting business much more efficiently
this way.”
Ryland glared as he wrapped his lower half
in the towel. “Cover yourself or I’ll strangle you with it, lover boy.”
His brother placed the woman’s backpack on
the floor and threw the towel about his waist. “Such animosity is really not in
keeping with your sainthood, Brother Ryland.”
Ryland ignored him and turned back to the
woman. He didn’t know why it mattered so much she recover and feel comfortable
in his presence, but it did. Of course, as owner of the lodge, it made sense he
didn’t want to see anyone scared or hurt.
Yeah.
That’s it. That’s all.
His rationalization did nothing to quell
the nervous tremors in his gut, though. Or his excruciating hard-on.
Okay,
she’s sorta pretty and has a body made for sin. So what? Get over yourself.
Clearly
it had been too long since he’d allowed himself to get lost in a woman’s
body for more than a quick fuck. And this woman’s body deserved slow, leisurely
loving. Greedy licks. Sensual tugs. Why, her breasts alone were so full and
perfect, they just begged one to suck. To say nothing of those rounded hips and
soft, womanly ass.
Ryland ran a hand over his face, feeling
overly hot. Jesus Christ. Stop thinking
like a horny teenager. You sound like Carter.
Besides, she was nothing like him. Human.
And if time had taught him anything, it was the pursuit of romance with a
nonshifter was a fool’s errand. She didn’t belong here on his resort, on his
island. He needed to revive her and get her out of there.
Desperate to relieve the sudden, raging
desire shooting up through his body, Ryland forced himself to look away from
the woman. In doing so, he caught a glimpse of his brother. Soren was sitting
next to her, his gaze contemplative, his eyes trained on her boobs. Ryland
realized he didn’t like the way baby brother was looking at her. “Hey.”
Soren looked up. “What?”
“What are you staring at?”
Without batting an eye, Soren turned back
to their unexpected guest. “Her. Can’t I stare?”
Ryland’s eyebrows shot up. “Staring at
women has already gotten you into trouble. Maybe you should find a new hobby.”
He stifled the low growl building in his throat. Now wasn’t the time for
brawling, but he didn’t appreciate the way his brother gawked. His cool eye,
appraising, as if he’d never seen anything like her before.
“You were checking her out too,” Soren
replied.
“No, I wasn’t. I’m not interested in this …
person,” Ryland retorted. As he uttered the words, he bit his tongue hard by
mistake, as if confirming the words were a lie. “Damn,” he whispered, tasting
blood.
“Do you think someone was chasing her?”
Soren asked in a pensive tone, picking up one of his drumsticks and stroking it
as if it were a lover’s finger.
“I don’t know.” Ryland sat on the other
side of her small body and looked her up and down as she lay under the covers.
Despite his mistrust of humans, he couldn’t help wondering who would frighten
such a tiny, delicate thing. Had someone tried to hurt her? The very idea made
him want to bash his head against the wall. Or better yet, bash any lowlife who
dared to touch her.
No
one touches her but me, his heart declared.
What?
As another stress headache shot through his
brain, he wondered at the ferocity and lunacy of the feeling.
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PREDATOR’S SERENADE
Blurb:
There are three things that make bear shifter
Soren Snow’s skin crawl: mothers, their children, and the great outdoors. Soren
is a famed musician and playboy, and he would rather spend his days pressing
the flesh with the women in his fan club than developing meaningful
relationships. When his brother calls in a favor, forcing Soren to revisit the
Ursa Fishing Lodge in Northern Ontario, he couldn’t be more displeased.
However, he owes his brother big time.
Gioia Clementine would rather not meet Soren,
her drummer son’s rock idol. But when tragedy strikes her home, it seems the
only one the boy might respond to is Soren. Gioia begrudgingly agrees to let
her son meet him, hoping the rock star won’t turn her tween into a musical
misogynist.
When Gioia and Soren meet, the sexual
chemistry threatens to set the Ontario woodland ablaze. Can these two opposites
find a common ground? And can they manage to resolve their unwanted feelings,
even when a mysterious stranger arrives at the lodge, threatening everything?
Excerpt:
Gioia followed Soren's approach with a
curious eye. She'd wondered if the miracle kisser would beat a hasty retreat
after witnessing her boy fall to pieces, and yet here he was. He wore the same
famished look he had right before he'd ruined her for any other man's kiss. And
she felt it too. The tingles between her shoulder blade, the gelatin knees, and
trembling lips that wanted to gobble him up.
She couldn't. She didn't want to saddle him
with such a wreck of a woman or family.
He came right up to her, so close, as if
making a mockery of the space that sought to separate them. Weaving his fingers
through her hair, he cradled her skull and pulled her close. Tucking her head
against his chest, he kissed the top of her head, blazing a trail of hot
reaction down her spine. He had new clothes on and smelled fresh and clean. As
she breathed him in, he rained soft kisses all over her head.
He
knows.
She pulled away, suddenly terrified he'd
think she was a travesty of a mother. It's what anyone would think in his case.
They'd wonder what Gioia had done wrong to create a monster child. But as she
attempted to remove herself from his grasp, Soren fought her by holding her
still. Again she tried jerking away from his wall of a chest. He held her firm.
When she tried two more times, each time
unsuccessfully, he looked at her and shouted, "Dammit, woman, I am not
letting you go, so you can stop pulling away from me!"
Something in Gioia broke. She'd been carrying
her sadness around for so long, trying to be strong, and Soren was offering to
be strong for her. For just a moment, maybe she could surrender. God only knew
how badly she wanted to give herself to the bear man.
He grabbed her tighter, and his hands slid
down to mold over her ass cheeks. His warm breath was all over her face, and
she took a dizzying dive into the seas of his eyes. He ground her against him,
and she was forced to stand on tip toes.
"Gioia," he whispered.
She wound her arms about his tense neck, felt
him tense further. Then … a sigh somewhere in his big frame and a relaxation in
his muscles. As if he needed to have her wound about him. As if it soothed him
as much as her.
"Soren. Please."
As he kissed her, he picked her up, his hands
under her bottom. Her miniskirt rode up, and she spared a second to mentally
curse her decision to wear it. And then she didn't care.
Kissing her madly, Soren spirited her into
the woods.
BIO:
Rosanna Leo is a multi-published, erotic
romance author with Liquid Silver Books. Her books include For the Love of a God, Up In Flames, Sweet Hell, The Selkie, Sunburn
and her newest Predator’s Kiss. When
not writing, she can be found haunting dusty library stacks or planning her
next star-crossed love affair.
Blog Stop Giveaway:
To
celebrate the day, I’d like to give away a copy of each of my Gemini Island
Shifters books: Predator’s Kiss and Predator’s Serenade. One lucky winner
will receive these books today.
To win, post a comment below. Include your contact email so we can let you know you won.
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