I interrupt this blog with an important message: Laurie Roma just dropped off 2 excerpts from her new series, INTO THE DREAM, book 1 of the ARCADIAN series, coming April 16th on Siren Bookstrand Publishing.
Allison Summers is having
the mother of all bad days. As a surgeon, Allie is a strong woman who has led a
difficult life. She is fighting to make the best of her situation, but
everything changes when she is struck by lightning
and finds herself transported to another world.
Arcadian Princes Tynan,
Cael and Ryder Dracor have been looking for the woman who will complete their
souls. Born in a world with a shortage of females, they fear that day will never
come. When a golden-haired goddess suddenly appears they are shocked, but know
they want her as their mate. Allie wants to go home but now that they’ve found
her, they don’t want to let her go…
When wills clash and legacies are
unveiled, it seems as though Allie was destined to become part of this world.
But as she struggles with her new life can she find a way to truly be happy and
embrace being an Arcadian?
STORY EXCERPT #1
“Shit…”
Allie stared up at
the dark-red sky and two, count them, two
purple moons in horror.
Weird.
She was in a coma.
That was it. She must be in a coma having some fucking weird-ass dream. The
lightning must have damaged her brain somehow. That was the only explanation
that made what she saw plausible. And even then she had no idea she had such an
active imagination.
She slowly sat up
and looked around. The air felt thicker here, as if her lungs had to work
harder to breath. Her body moved, but it was as if it were in slow motion, like
she could bend the very air to her will.
Weirder.
Allie looked around
to see she was in some kind of metal structure. It reminded her of the building
that had just been started, the foundation all metal beams and drywall. Only
there was no drywall. There were metal sheets acting as the walls, and gossamer
lengths of dark material hanging from the beams, casting eerie shadows through
the room.
She was on a ledge
of some kind, on the second floor. There was a big cutout in the center of the
structure of the four-story building that allowed her to see the ground floor.
Down below there were plastic-looking containers stacked against the far wall,
making it look like a warehouse of sorts.
It was all familiar
but not, and what scared her more was the colors of this place all looked
brighter, more vivid like she was seeing everything in HD color or something.
This was really
fucking weird, but at least she dreamed herself some shelter.
Allie scrambled to
her knees as a noise sounded in the distance. Grabbing hold of her fallen
backpack, she hurried toward the dubious safety of the back wall where she
could still view downstairs in case anyone came at her, but she would be hidden
away in the shadows. She took a few steps back and bumped into something hard,
something warm…something very much alive.
Allie tried to
scream, but a hand clamped down over her mouth, holding it in. A deep voice
rumbled from behind her, far above her head. Panic washed over her as she began
to struggle. She fought with everything she had but couldn’t free herself. She
bit down hard on the hand over her mouth, but the enormously strong arm wrapped
around her just held her tighter against the body pressed up behind her.
The man spoke
again, his voice a deep growl that made her body shudder. Part fear yes, but
part something else that she didn’t want to think about.
What the hell was
she thinking?
Allie gave up
struggling and shook her head, trying to convey that she had no clue what he
was saying. The man must have understood because he spun her around, holding
tight to her arms to look down at her.
Holy
shit…
The man holding her
was a fucking giant. He must have been at least seven feet tall, far bigger
than any man she had ever seen before. He towered over her with his powerfully
built frame. He had a strong, chiseled jaw, high cheekbones, and lush, full
lips made for kissing. His long black hair hung loose around his shoulders with
two braids at the sides of his temples.
The giant had on
black leather pants and a soft leather vest that had a variety of knives and
other weapons sticking out of the specially made garment. Around his waist he
wore a belt with an actual sword hanging down the side of his leg
He was a warrior,
like something out of her wildest fantasies. Allie would have said she had
never seen such a beautiful man before...but he wasn’t a man. Whatever this was
holding her had bright, glowing gold eyes that seemed to pierce straight into
her soul. And by glowing she meant glowing an iridescent-golden glow that was
definitely not human.
Maybe this was a
dream after all…
That was her
thought until he opened his mouth to speak again and she saw his fangs.
Shit.
Or maybe it was a
nightmare.
Allie’s gaze flew
up to those glowing eyes and tried to keep her voice from trembling as she
spoke. “I’m sorry, I don’t understand you. I have no idea what you’re saying!”
The man froze. He
used one hand to push the hood off of her head so he could get a good look at
her. He sucked in a breath, and as those golden eyes burned into hers, Allie
wasn’t sure if she should be relieved or try to run as one of his large hands
reached out to gently trail his hard, callused fingertips down her cheek in a
reverent touch. He touched her hair lightly, rubbing a few strands together
between his fingertips as if he couldn’t believe it was real.
In the next second
she was swung around in his arms again, her back held tight to his chest with
one of his large hands over her mouth.
Shit! The animal man was going to eat
her or something.
And not in a good
way…
ADULT EXCERPT #2
“You declared you needed time alone in the
bathing chamber, yet you reached out to us in your mind as you shaved this
little pussy,” Tynan’s voice rumbled out as he lowered himself to his knees so
he was perfectly aligned with her now soaking pussy. “It is only fitting that
we should get a tasty treat for being good mates before we dine downstairs.”
“Look at all that
sweet juice,” Cael purred, his voice making Allie’s body clench with need.
Allie’s gasp was caught by Ryder as he swept his tongue deep into her mouth. He
swallowed her moan of pleasure as she felt Tynan stroke his tongue over the
bare folds of her pussy.
Tynan growled with
pleasure. “She is delicious.”
“I can smell her
cream. Hurry, so we can have our turn,” Cael ordered.
Allie’s eyes opened
wide at his words, and she watched as Cael grinned down at her.
“Yes, mate. Each of
us is going to eat your sweet little pussy until you come in our mouths. Only
then we will take you down to the festival.”
Oh god, she would
be a mess by the time they were through with her. They couldn’t possibly…but
they did. Tynan chose that moment to shove his tongue deep inside her pussy,
stabbing and fucking it into her as if it were a small cock.
Allie writhed in
ecstasy on the table. Ryder and Cael held her in place, and Tynan continued to
fuck her with his tongue. He continued to shove his tongue inside her as he
used the flat of end of two of his fingertips to slap lightly on her clit.
Before she knew it she screamed into Ryder’s mouth as she came, her pussy
rhythmically clenching on Tynan’s invading tongue.
When her body
settled back down onto the table, she felt Cael taking Tynan’s place between
her legs. Cael immediately went to work licking and sucking up any stray juice
that Tynan had missed, which soon had her pussy creaming even more.
Ryder released her
and moved back as Tynan leaned down, sharing the taste of her own juices with
her as his kissed her deep. There was something deeply erotic about tasting
herself on her lover’s lips right after he had tongue-fucked her to orgasm.
Allie reached up and shoved a hand into his hair, drawing Tynan down closer to
her while she felt Ryder’s mouth close over her breast, sucking onto her aching
nipple.
Cael’s hum of
pleasure at the taste of her had her body shaking in pure rapture as she felt
the sound settle straight into the tight bud of her clit. As if he heard her,
Cael moved up so his lips clasped tightly around the tiny bud, sucking gently
while he flicked his tongue over it. Allie’s body began to shake as he
continued his tender assault on her body. Suddenly Allie felt Cael shove a long
thick finger into her clenching pussy. He hooked the finger inside her, rubbing
at her G-spot with such accuracy it brought her to another startling release
that made her cry out into Tynan’s mouth.
When Cael was
finished, he pulled back and stood up. Tynan and Cael stared down at her with
love burning in their glowing eyes. Cael reached out to stroke his large hand
over her platinum-blond hair while Tynan rubbed his hands over her breasts,
massaging them gently, making her moan.
Allie’s eyes flew
open as she raised her head to look down at Ryder, who had taken up position
between her parted thighs. “Oh god,” she moaned as she felt an oiled finger
slowly making its way up the tight channel of her ass, parting the tight
muscles to gain entry. Ryder sent her a wicked grin before he began to lick and
suck at her pussy while fucking his finger into her ass in a steady rhythm.
“You are so
beautiful when you come, little one.” Tynan growled softly as Ryder continued
to torture her body with exquisite pleasure.
“I wish we could
eat your pussy all the time, spread you out for us to taste and suck whenever
we wished,” Cael added.
“She was so tight
on my tongue,” Tynan said to his brother, “it is a wonder that we can fit our
cocks into that hot, silky heaven.”
“Oh, but she likes
it when we shove our cocks into her.” Cael looked down at Allie as she lay
panting on the table, moments away from another shattering climax. “You like it
when we fuck our cocks so deep that you feel every spurt of our hot seed when
we release inside you, right, Allison?”
The combination of
their words and Ryder sucking on her clit with his finger stroking her ass made
her explode. It was so overwhelming she sobbed out as she came, tears leaking
down the side of her face. Ryder pulled back and placed a soft kiss on her bare
mound as Tynan gathered her into his arms. Cael stroked his hand over her hair
as Allie tried to pull herself together. She moved to pull her legs together,
but Ryder and Cael held her still as Ryder gently cleansed her skin of any
traces of their play with a soft cloth.
Tynan and Cael each
picked up their own cloth. Tynan used his to clean the tears from her cheeks as
Cael stroked the soft material over her body. When they were finish cleaning
her, Tynan lifted the deep-red dress and smiled down at her. “Lift your arms
for me, mate.”
Like a child, Allie
did what he asked and let him dress her. Thoroughly sated, she looked at each
of them in confusion. “What about you? You didn’t—”
Cael pressed a
finger to her lips to still her words. “This was for you.”
“Your pleasure is
ours,” Ryder replied solemnly.
Wow, Allie thought.
At times like this she was damn glad to be stuck in their world.
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| Code Name: Slade |
We now return you to your previously scheduled excerpts.
I have neither the time nor the
inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket
of the very freedom I provide, then questions the manner in which I provide it!...
you want me on that wall. You need me on that wall.—A Few Good Men
The bad guys don’t play by the rules;
and the good men and women of the IAD defense agency are charged with stopping
them at any and all costs. When the fight
strikes close to home, to the person that has stolen their heart—well, then all
bets are off. They are the best of the best, the
elite of the elite, but when it comes to love:
the bigger they are, the harder they fall.
Meet the men and women of IAD. Excerpts from Book 1 and 2
(Book 3 Excerpt from NEW menage series to be added on Friday!!!)
Book Blurb #1: Under Pressure
Jason MacBain is the perfect agent.
Tall, dark, and deadly, he is a man who lives by simple rules—kill the bad guys
and protect the world. Closed off from his emotions, Jason has never believed
in love and doesn’t need anyone. But all that changes the night he meets Bella
Moretti…
Isabella Moretti is a famous chef
struggling to reclaim her life after she survives a vicious attack. Moving back
to Chicago to recover and be closer to her family, Bella meets Jason and is
frightened by the passion he stirs inside her. But now that Jason has found
Bella, he is determined to claim her as his. And when her stalker reappears,
Jason is under pressure to gain her trust, find a way to keep her safe, and do
whatever it takes to end the threat to her for good.
Bella is forced to trust Jason with
her safety, but does she dare trust him with her heart?
Excerpt #1 from Under Pressure
Her
screams stopped, turning into whimpers. Shudders wracked her body as she clawed
her way from the dream back into reality. Bella’s breath came out in sharp
gasps as she battled to force air into her lungs. She shoved the nightmare
back, held onto the sound of his voice.
Jason.
She
could smell him, the spicy, sexy scent of him, close. Offering safety. Gripping
the body that held her close, she clung to him and buried her face into his
neck, just breathing him in.
Son
of a bitch.
Nothing
could ever compare to the sheer terror Jason had felt when he had snapped awake
to the sound of Bella’s screams. Reacting instantly, he wound his arms around
her flailing body and held tight. The devastating pain he heard being ripped
from her was utterly petrifying. Never had he flinched in battle, always a cool
steady hand in every combat situation he had been in. None of that shit
mattered right now.
Jason
was terrified.
Right
now Jason was shaking like a leaf in the wind, and he was chilled to the bone.
Her pain, her anguish had become his own. The glimpse into her nightmares had
destroyed him. Soothing words spilled from his lips. Unknowing what he said, as
long as they gave her comfort.
For
fuck’s sake, get it together, man.
It
was still night. In the darkness, Jason pulled her chilled body against him.
Wrapping himself around her, he ran his hands down her back, trying to will her
pain away. Bella burrowed into him.
“I’m
okay…I’m okay…” she repeated over and over. She was fighting the tears,
determined to regain control. Minutes faded as she finally calmed. Deep
embarrassment swamped her.
Whispering
“I’m sorry,” she tried to pull back, putting a hand on his chest to push away.
Muscles flexed beneath her hand, and she found herself trapped underneath the
large body of a very pissed-off male.
In
the moonlight, she could see his face, fierce and savagely beautiful. “Never,
never apologize to me for having a nightmare,” Jason snapped in a cold,
commanding voice.
“Umm—”
“I’m
not finished.” His voice was as sharp as a knife. “I’ve things to say, and I
will bloody well say them now. Never apologize for what that animal did to you.
Let me be here for you, damn it. Don’t hide it from me. I will not accept you
pulling away from me after that.”
He
could hear the words that were spilling from his mouth, but he couldn’t seem to
stop. Jesus, was he crazy?
He
gulped in a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to calm his own frantic
heartbeat. “Christ, I’m sorry. I’m being an ass again. I dinna mean to snap at
you. I don’t deal well with being…scared. Just let me hold you, love. I need to
hold you. Please just let me be here for you.”
Bella
wound her arms around him as he rolled over to his side, pulling her into his
secure embrace. His body was rock solid, pure muscle wasn’t that comfortable to
lay on, but the immense warmth of his body helped chase the last of the chill
out of her body. His leg trapped hers, and he curled up as if he were trying to
shelter her with his very being. Her head rested over his heart, listening to
the strong powerful beat calmed her more than anything she had ever known. One
of his hands came up to stroke her hair, and the other remained wrapped around
her middle like steel, holding her to him.
“Bloody
hell that was a bad one, wasn’t it?” He could feel her nod.
Jason
held her tight to him, wanting to absorb her into his own body where he could
keep her safe. “Don’t ever hide from me, okay? We can get through this
together. You just have to let me help you. I handled this badly, but just know
I want to be here for you. Love, I need you to let me.”
Bella
turned and pressed a kiss directly over his heart. He in turn kissed the top of
her head and pulled her closer. The heat of his body seeped in and melted the
bitter cold she always felt when coming out of the nightmare. His protective
embrace comforted her just like the reassurance given with his words. Time
passed as she counted the beats of the strong heart beneath her head.
“Do
you hear that?” His voice was soft, a deep rumbling of sound that touched her very
soul.
She
kissed his chest again. “What, your heart?”
“It
beats for you now.”
Touched
beyond belief, she felt hot tears slowly trickle out of her eyes to slide down
to his chest. Her throat closed up, but she forced herself to give him the only
thing back she could think of. “I heard you calling me,” she said softly. “You
pulled me back, out of the nightmare. I just had to find you. I heard you, and
I knew you would keep me safe. You…you make me feel safe.”
Jason
felt his own eyes mist and closed them in defense. Jesus, what was wrong with
him? Fuck, he loved her. Those words, so simple, so bravely spoken had
torn down the last of his defenses. Bella’s eyes fluttered closed again, words
slurring with exhaustion as she burrowed into his heat. “I need you. I hate
needing you so much. Hold me until I sleep? Don’t let go, okay?”
“Never,”
he vowed, pressing a kiss on the top of her precious head. “I’ll never let go.”
Book Blurb #2: One Shot
Tara Toshi is a woman on the edge.
Code name 'T-rex', Tara is one of the elite agents of the IAD Agency, modern
day warriors tasked with taking down terrorists and keeping the world safe. She
doesn’t believe that happily ever after exists for her, until her world
collides with corporate tycoon Julian King…
Julian King is the owner of a
multi-million dollar hotel empire and personally runs the Palace Hotel and
Casino in Las Vegas. He is a man who rules his kingdom with an iron grip and
knows that the house always wins. But when he meets agent Tara Toshi all bets
are off. As a terrorist plot threatens his city, Julian realizes that he is
also jeopardy of losing his heart.
Passion explodes every time Tara and
Julian come together, but can she risk taking this one shot at finding
happiness and give her heart to a man she barely knows?
Excerpt #2 from One Shot
Music
thumped a steady rhythm like a heartbeat.
The
low throb of a Hayabusa motorcycle cut through the night as the rider pulled up
in front of the club. The rider coasted the bike a few feet down past the valet
stand, then shut it off with a flick of the wrist. A valet rushed forward,
reaching out with a ticket in his hand. His eyes glazed over with anticipation
as he looked at the bike. At least until he got a good view of the rider.
Then
he lost his ability to speak.
Eyes
turned from every direction as Tara took off her helmet and shook out her hair.
She had on a long black wig, highlighting the China doll look she was going for
tonight. Skillfully applied makeup made her look younger than she really was
and accentuated her exotic features to a tee. Both the wig and makeup helped
hide her real features. The darkness inside the club would also be a plus,
helping to dissuade anyone from truly recognizing her.
At
least the her she was right now.
She
had dressed to be noticed, wanting people’s attention on the whole package she
presented instead of why she was there. Dressed to kill in a tight, black
strapless corset with red lace covering that had her boobs busting out of the
top, tight black leather pants, and black knee-high boots, Tara was a walking
wet dream.
Tara
had spent the afternoon familiarizing herself with Ricardo Mendez and his
organization. Not much was known about this up-and-coming drug lord besides he
was pissing off his competition left and right. Tara had spoken to a DEA agent
earlier who was an old friend. The DEA agent had given her what she hoped was
useful information and she had made sure to dress the part. Ricardo Mendez, it
seemed, had a taste for young women with a dominant streak…Asian women in
particular.
Well,
she’d give him what he wanted.
Tara
purposefully arrived early, wanting to scope out the crowd and watch for
Mikayla’s arrival. She hooked her helmet onto the bike then turned to the
waiting valet, gifting him with a slow smile. “Could you do me a favor…please?”
Tara’s voice purred out in with a hint of a Chinese accent.
“A…anything,”
the valet stuttered out.
“Would
you make sure my bike stays right here? I would worry about him otherwise.”
“Him?”
“Hmm…yes,
I call my bike a him. I…ride him after all…don’t I?” She traced a finger
seductively over the collar of his shirt, making him gulp.
“Oh
yeah,” he whispered reverently. He tried to speak normally, then had to clear
his throat before he tried again. “I will watch it…him for you. I will be right
here waiting for you when you leave. I mean, it…it will be right here.”
“Thank
you”—her eyes drifted down to his nametag—“Dennis.” She leaned in close to
press a kiss to his cheek and heard him sigh as she walked away. Tara made her
way back toward the entrance of the club with a slow swing of her hips, her
steps confident and controlled. Her team was already in place inside and she
was ready for the night to begin.
A
noise chirped in the earpiece she wore and immediately slowed her step. “This
is God to T-rex. Can you hear me?”
Tara
smiled to herself as she heard Adrian’s voice in her ear. “God? Sugar, even you
are stretching that one.”
Tara
heard Rock’s amused reply over the comms. “He’s just pissed that he lost the
toss for who gets stuck in the van.”
“Fuck
you, asshole,” Adrian replied. “Everyone is in place, T-rex. We’re a go.”
Tara
saw her friend Mikayla pull up in front of the club in a flashy red sports car.
The valet rushed forward to open the passenger door. “Lynx is here,” Tara
murmured, knowing her team would hear her.
Mikayla
swung long legs out. Taking the valet’s hand, she allowed him to help her out
of the car. She had on a tight green dress with thin straps that stopped just
this side of decent. Her thick gold bracelets and chain necklace seemed
innocent enough, but Tara knew better. She had seen Mikayla use that gold chain
around her neck to garrote someone a few months ago and those bracelets were
very handy in a fight.
The
gold rings on Mikayla’s fingers might look pretty but Tara knew that with a
flick of the stone, a tiny needle would pop out of the band, holding a powerful
drug that would take down a two-hundred-pound man in less than three seconds.
Tara knew because she had a similar one on her own hand. All the women of IAD
shopped together for their jewelry.
Both
women were walking arsenals and no one would ever know it.
Time
to go to work.
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Laurie Roma lives in
Chicago and is the author of the IAD series. She has always loved immersing
herself in a good book and now enjoys the pleasure of creating her own. She can
usually be found tapping away on her keyboard, creating worlds for her
characters while she listens to music. Of course her playlist depends on her
mood…but then again, so does her writing.
An avid reader of the
romance genre, nothing bothers her more than annoying characters. Seriously,
who wants a happy ending for someone that pisses you off? She loves tough
alpha-male heroes and strong heroines that have brains as well as beauty. Her
novels are filled with both passionate romance and down and dirty lust-driven
interludes, as she believes both are essential to a good love story. She loves
to hear from her readers and can be reached at laurieromabooks@gmail.com.
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