Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Red on the Moon

Please welcome Rhiannon to my blog.

What is your favorite word and why?
    I don't exactly have a favorite word. I do love how the meaning of words changes over time. For example cute used to mean clever and silly was used to describe someone who was happy and cheerful. It's fascinating.
Tell me something you crave, it can be food, a person, object...
    There is a drink called Relentless, it's an energy drink. I love it, I literaly do crave it, I have to have at least one every day.
Tell me the book you always reread.
    You can't ask me to pick just one, that's just mean. There are several books I read at least once a year. Something by Terry Pratchett, he's my favorite author. But I will also re read. Pride and Prejudiced, A little Princess, The Scarlet Pimpernel. to name a few at the top of the list. 

Blurb:


There is a killer rampaging through San Francisco, killing on every full moon. Under the delusion convinced that he is a werewolf that needs to kill. Little does this ruthless killer know that the police officer tasked with catching him is a true werewolf. Lucas Donald has one of the best solve rates in the state, he's not happy that he's been saddled with a new partner on such an important case. That is until he met Toby Devin. Possibly the most beautiful man he's ever seen. Together they will crack the case and find what each has always wanted, someone who's perfect for them.


Excerpt:



Making a snap decision Lucas followed Toby into their office and closed the door.
 "Toby perhaps you should stay here and co-ordinate the operation with the Captain, or go to a different area," Lucas suggested hopefully.
 Toby crossed his arms and glared at Lucas as if daring him to repeat himself. "How about you stay here and I'll go without you?" he suggested.
 "You're not going out there without me," Lucas said angrily, crossing the room and getting into Toby's personal space.
 Toby smirked. "So what makes you think I'll let you out there without me?"
 "I, well, I... Damn it Toby," Lucas virtually shouted in exasperation. "Why won't you back down? What makes you so different?"
 "Shut up and get out of my way. We have a case to solve. I won't ever back down when I'm not the one in the wrong and if you think I'm going to, then you're going to be sorely disappointed."
 That was the moment; the exact second, that Lucas was sure, beyond reason, that Toby was intended to be his mate. He couldn't hold back the growl of arousal that escaped his lips moments before he brought them crashing down on Toby's.
 Toby pulled back gasping. "We are not having sex in our office," he said firmly.
 "Aww, but..." Lucas teased pushing Toby into his chair.
 "Anyone could walk in," Toby panted.
Lucas could smell the arousal coursing through his partner. It was intoxicating.
 "I'm not going to fuck you. But I need you too bad not to have you," Lucas walked over and locked the door before returning and dropping to his knees between Toby's legs.
 "What exactly did you have in mind?"
"I want to see if you taste as good as you look," Lucas said, smirking at Toby's groan. "You best keep quiet. You don't want anyone coming to see what all the noise is about, do you?" Lucas undid Toby's trousers and encouraged him to lift up enough for him to pull them down to his knees.

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