Fighting Destiny by Tamsin Baker
MMF contemporary shifter erotic romance
Jeremy left his small hometown ten years ago determined to get away from the female child who is his predestined mate.
But Natalia, a rare tiger shifter, has been kidnapped and Jeremy chooses to return to help the land shifter pack find her.
What he doesn't expect when he returns home, is his attraction to Natalia's boyfriend Tommy and the fact that his tiger mate is still unclaimed.
Jeremy finds himself falling in love with both Tommy and Natalia, yet the rival shifters of the sky seem determined to rip them from him.
She broke away from him, and her breathing and heart rate increased. He took a few more steps back into the forest.
“Well, you stayed away too long, Jeremy! I waited for you, but you’re too late. I’m in love with Tommy!”
The words registered, yet what Jeremy knew to be true was at odds with that.
“That may be true, yet you are unclaimed. You’ve been waiting for me to return, haven’t you?”
Some of the fight seemed to go out of Natalia as she blushed and nodded.
“Tommy told you, didn’t he?”
Part of Jeremy hadn’t truly believed what he had been told, but he now knew it was, and the knowledge filled him with confidence, power.
“You want me.”
Natalia took another few steps back as she shook her head.
“I was only waiting until I turned twenty-one. Then I was going to bind myself to Tommy and have his babies. Screw the legends.”
Jeremy growled, low and loud. He didn’t mean to, but she was deliberately baiting his tiger now.
Natalia swallowed. “I still want to.”
Jeremy shook his head, trying to dispel the image of Natalia wrapped around Tommy’s beautiful cock. The thought did not help his arousal. If anything, it intensified it.
“We’ll talk about Tommy later. First, we need to talk about us.”
Natalia huffed and made a dismissive gesture with her hand.
“There is no ‘us’, Jeremy. You’ve been gone for half my life doing God knows what with God knows who. I am a tiger shifter, and I know that part of me is attracted to you, but it isn’t enough. I don’t need to birth pure bloods. I’m happy to bind to Tommy and have his baby. I’ll see what sort of shifter our mix creates.”
“You will have my cubs!” Jeremy growled at her, his skin heating, blood racing through his veins at a break-neck pace. He was either going to shift or fuck her blind. He was feeling dangerous for the first time in his life.
“Maybe…” she muttered, averting her eyes.
“There’s no maybe about it…”
He grabbed Natalia and kissed her with all the pent-up passion of ten years apart.
He lifted her and pushed her up against a tree. Her skirt rose high on her thighs, and Jeremy pushed it further up.
Their tongues tangled. Moans erupted, and Jeremy tore open his jeans. He slid his fingers into her underwear and felt heated, slick flesh. The knowledge that she wanted him as he wanted her, further inflamed Jeremy.
He groaned again as he set his cock to her entrance. They would be perfect together.
She broke their kiss and stared up at him, her silver-blue eyes wide open and confused. Then those same eyes narrowed, and her anger vibrated over her skin.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
Tamsin Baker Bio:
Tamsin Baker is an Aussie girl who only discovered erotic romance ten months ago. Before that she read sexy romance, skipping the plot and looking for the ‘good bits.’ Since then she has written and obtained fourteen contracts of varying lengths for her erotic romance and erotica novels. She absolutely LOVES reading and writing it! She has two other jobs, kids and a hubby too – but writing is a passion that she has to indulge for fear of insanity.
M/M is a passion of hers so even when she writes ménage, there is always an M/M story. She particularly enjoys writing Female dommes, but she loves experimenting in all genres. She is learning to write and read more, one step at a time. Soon, she’ll have stories published in every sub-genre of erotic romance – well that’s her aim anyway.
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One of my bestfriends Jess Buffett has a new release. I love this book I know you will too. Here she is to tell you more about it.
Hi eveyone, I'm Jess Buffett.
I live New South Wales, Australia. I'm married to a wonderful and supportive husband and we live on the Central Coast with our two children.
I'm a hopeless romantic who loves stories about true love that sizzle with a happy ending. I'm also a huge fan of M/M and M/F romance—anything with hunky men in all their glory, whether they be Shifters, Vampires, Cowboys, or the boy next door. I believes in soul mates, happily ever afters, and in love at first sight, but that sometimes people need a second or a third for the brain to catch up. I hope you find as much enjoyment in reading my stories as I do from writing them.
Please come find me and say hello. I uses multiple media sources and would love to hear from you, so feel free to drop me a line at any of the following:
Here is my newest book, Cowboy's Chocolate Roses.
Joshua Kell signs a deal that will set his ranch up for life and then spends the night with the woman of his dreams. Waking up alone, he returns home, nursing a broken heart.
Brianna Evans struggles to overcome a horrific trauma. After two years, she's finally taking back control of her life, but she panics when she wakes up next to Josh.
Bri has to find him again, and when she does, hopes he'll understand and forgive her for running. She wants the chance to be happy again. But when a ghost from her past threatens to take everything away, Bri has to trust her cowboy will stop at nothing to keep her safe.
God, she suddenly wanted nothing else. She allowed him to pull her onto the bed beside him. Josh rolled them, holding himself above her. Leaning down, he delivered a series of soft kisses along her jaw, leading to her lips. They parted on a lustful moan and Josh took full advantage, slipping his tongue in and tangling it with hers.
Pulling back, he panted, "I won't let him near you, I swear."
"I know. Please… help me forget," she pleaded, pulling him back down.
He kissed her leisurely, whispering, "Not allowed to forget this time."
"Josh," Bri gasped as he leaned down to kiss the tender flesh of her neck.
His hands slid up and down her sides, moving higher and higher until he reached the curve of her breasts. A deep moan spilled out when Josh finally brought them around to cup her mounds.
"Josh. Please, yes…" she whispered.
Josh traced his tongue over her throat, then to her ear, nipping at it lightly. Her breath caught when he plucked at first one, then the other nipple through the flimsy material of her gown. Her legs drew up around his waist, holding him more firmly to her. Josh continued to knead her flesh, his hands abruptly drifting downwards, leaving her feeling bereft. She groaned in disappointment.
Her moan turned into a gasp when he grabbed the hem of the nightie and yanked it up and off of her. Hooking his fingers into the cotton of her panties, he pulled back long enough to slide them down and off her legs before settling back into place. She now lay naked and exposed, and she revelled in the feel of his body on top of her. A small cry left her lips when he slipped a hand between her parted legs, his fingers stroking at her folds. It had been so long.
Feeling her ready for him seemed to snap his control and Josh abruptly sat up. He undid the button of his jeans, shoving them down his hips, taking his briefs with them. He kneeled between her legs, bare as she, his shaft leaking as it stood at its full length. He had to be at least nine inches. Lying on top of her, he dipped his head, his hot breath on her breast. She moaned when his mouth claimed her erect nipple, and she shuddered, clutching him tighter when he closed over the small nub and began to suck, sending shock waves of pleasure and excitement rippling through her.
Her need for him grew when his hand found its way lower and he pressed against the wet folds of her pussy again, this time parting them and finding her swollen clit. Stroking her with his thumb, he slid two fingers inside of her.
She cried out his name, "Josh!"
"God, you're so wet. So ready for me already," he groaned, thrusting his fingers deep.
"Yes. Please, I'm so ready. Take me, now," she demanded. She couldn't stand it anymore, she needed him now.
"Yes. Now," he rasped and positioned himself and drove into her.
Bri screamed out in ecstasy as she came.
* * * *
Heat circled his cock and Bri tightened around him, her juices sliding down his length. He'd found heaven, inside this woman. Her body fit him like a glove, squeezing his prick as if to keep him inside her. Bri mewled and bucked underneath him as she lifted her own hips up to meet his. He slowly withdrew, only to plunge back in again, over and over. On his next thrust he shifted forward so he rubbed against her sensitive nub.
"Oh, god, Josh. Harder, please. Oh, god. Yes," she cried.
Bri clutched at his shoulders, her nails scoring his flesh when she urged him on.
He laughed breathlessly as he obeyed her wishes again and again, her pleasure clear on her face. He picked up the pace, thrusting harder and faster, until he wouldn't last much longer. Not willing to allow himself release until she had hers again, he slipped a hand between them, pinching her clit at the same moment he thrust in hard. Bri cried out her climax and her muscles contracted around him, ripping an orgasm out of him.
Stiffening above her, his head reared back and he roared, "Mine."
When he had nothing left, Josh rolled to the side, taking her limp form with him so she lay splayed across his chest. Lying sated in more ways than one, he felt whole and complete for the first time since he had woken up in the hotel bed all alone. Josh swore to anyone listening, that he would protect her.
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Beachwalk Press is doing a huge Blog Hop to celebrate two year ago this month Beachwalk Press released their first books. To celebrate, their hosting a Love on the Beach blog hop. This will run from July 1st through July 14th. Over 20 Beachwalk Press authors are participating and we have some fabulous prizes to give away. The grand prize is a Kindle Paperlight! Additional prizes include:
* A beach tote bag filled with Beachwalk Press print books (winner's choice of 5 print titles)
* Two gift certificates of $25 each (winners' choice of GC from Amazon, Barnes and Noble, or All Romance Ebooks) Also, each author will be giving away an additional prize of their choosing. That's almost 30 prizes in total! To be entered into the drawings just click on the authors' names listed below to visit their blog, then leave a comment with your email address included.
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Each author will be posting a spotlight on one of their Beachwalk Press books (or a spotlight on a series they have with Beachwalk Press), and they will also be sharing what drew them to publish with us. Warning: You'll be seeing some great books, so expect your 'I want to read it' list to increase
Sidda Lee Tate
Almost a year ago today I signed my first book contract and it was with Beachwalk Press. I choose Beachwalk Press over two different companies I was offered contracts with because of their great covers and every Author I spoke to loved them and highly recommended them.
I’m going to do my feature on my Armageddon mates series. I’m going to share some of my Favourite excerpts from Kane’s mate and Rane’s mate. I’ll even put in an excerpt from Ava’s mate.
Rane's mate Blurb:
Faith's life has always balanced in two worlds—the normal human world and the supernatural. Now she has to choose between the two.
Faith York is human, but she has psychic powers, which is a little odd since neither of her parents have paranormal abilities. Thankfully, the werewolf family who lived around the corner help her learn to control her powers. She instantly fell in love with the entire family, but especially Kane, the oldest son who is next in line to be Alpha. Unfortunately, Kane doesn't see Faith the same way she sees him. Heartbroken, she leaves town.
When Faith returns from two years overseas, her parents throw her a welcome home party. Faith is shocked when Kane kidnaps her from the party and mate marks her. Now she struggles with the choice of whether to leave again and live a normal life—a life she yearns for—or stay with the man she's always dreamed of and live a supernatural life.
To complicate matters further, her psychic powers intensify and she begins to have visions of an upcoming demon Armageddon. Then she learns she was switched at birth, and she has a half-brother…who is half demon.
Faith must be stronger than she ever believed possible, and maybe in the process, she can trust herself to give Kane another chance.
Content Warning: Sexy werewolf alpha, graphic sex, strong language, and violence
This is a sence were Faith goes to let off some steam with her friends. I love Alpha men.
Faith was having so much fun she didn’t even notice the four massive, slack-jaw werewolves that came in the club until she and her two girlfriends were called up to the bar to be told they were the last contestants and would be going on next. Faith was pumped. The dance routine was one they had practiced, but had never been game to show.
Five minutes later, standing up on the stage bar, she glanced at the brothers, and they did not look happy. She thought about pulling out, but Remy and Sara were counting on her, they needed the prize money. Faith knew her werewolves wouldn’t do anything in a crowded club with so many people watching. She gave a mental shrug. Stuff it, if she was going to be in trouble she might as well give them something to be mad about. Faith leaned down to the DJ coordinator. “On the second song, about two and a half minutes in, hose us down.”
She took off her sequin top as she had a white singlet underneath that showed off a pink belly ring that matched her pink and black lacy bra set. To complete the outfit she had tight jeans and knee-high, black, fuck-me boots. She had told the girls if they wanted to win the $2,000 prize money they were going to have to use some serious dance moves to make the crowd cheer loud. She had told them to dress accordingly.
Faith heard her friend give a nervous laugh. “Oh my God,” said Remy. “We are so going to win. Look at you two.” She hugged Faith. “Thanks so much for doing this, Faith. You used to be so shy and reserved, but jeez, two years overseas has turned you into a bad girl. You were so right, they are going to go wild with these white singlets when we get wet.”
They laughed as the music started and all those dance lessons Faith had taken made themselves known.
Catcalls, whistling, yelling for numbers, and loud cheers filled the air. She chanced a glance at the four very angry werewolves that were getting closer. A minute or two before the water hose was put on them she felt Kane and knew he had come in. Oh shit, she was dead. When she went down to slide across the bar, swapping spots with her friends for the finish of the song, she looked up to see the scariest sight she had ever seen—a six and a half foot massive, hulking, pissed off alpha werewolf stalking toward her. She gulped and rushed to follow her friends to the DJ.
Kane’s mate links: http://beachwalkpress.com/kanes-mate/
Rane's mate Blurb:
If you could help save the world, would you?
That’s the choice offered to shy animal empath Kirby Brown by her new friend Faith.
Faith is mated to one of a warrior race of werewolves, the only beings who can save the world from merciless demons, and she believes Kirby's abilities can help them in their battle.
Intrigued by the strange new world, Kirby is tempted to assist them—especially when she's drawn to the compelling and sexy Rane Wolfen.
Immediately upon meeting Kirby, Rane knows she's his mate. Fearing for her safety, he forbids her from using her talents in the brutal battle that is to come.
Kirby worries that she's finally escaped her overprotective brothers only to find herself involved with an equally dominating man.
Can Kirby and Rane overcome their differences and work together to help save the world? And can Rane convince Kirby that they are indeed destined to be mates?
Content Warning: contains a sexy alpha werewolf, graphic sex, strong language, and violence
I love Rane.
By late afternoon, Rane had figured out that he was in hell. A straight guy never goes out with women on a girls’ day out, no matter what they’re doing or where they’re going. He should have taken Kane up on the offer to bail out. It was worse still, because if one more person accidently touched Kirby’s butt, boobs, waist, or any other body part, he was going to rip them apart. Not to mention the men who asked for her number…they were going to die. The worst thing of all was that she ignored him, wouldn’t even look at him, avoided being close to him. By the time night fell, his wolf was so on edge that he did something he never did, he retreated and called Kane.
“Okay, who do I have to get to replace me? I can’t watch without touching her or breaking some bones in these guys that she’s attracting.”
Kane chuckled. “Not to worry. I’m coming, I’ll be there in a couple of minutes, and then we can endure together.”
He shut his phone as Jamie, Devlin, Owen, Cullen, Dominic, and Tray came up next to him. “We heard the good news, bro. Good luck with that one, she is hot.”
Rane whacked Jamie upside the head. “Does anything but shit come from your mouth?” He turned to Tray. “How the fuck did Kane get you to do this, Tray?”
Tray frowned. “He didn’t, I’m in the same boat as you.”
Rane raised his eyebrow.
“Sara,” Tray explained.
Exerpt: (Kirby can sticj up for herself.)
Kirby looked around to see the band was finishing their last song. Biting her lip, she turned to Faith. “How long do you think we have? The band is finishing now and we all seem to be spread pretty thin.”
Faith didn’t get to reply as Rane came strolling over and cut her answer off. “Tell me you gave Kirby a weapon so she’s not just standing around looking like a stunned mullet.”
Kirby ignored Rane’s comment. She didn’t even bother to acknowledge him. Every time she thought about him or even glanced his way her stomach did weird little flips.
She smiled when Faith rolled her eyes before turning to him. “Of course, although I don’t know what good they will do her. She has had no training. First thing tomorrow I’m going to teach the girls some basic moves.” Faith reached forward and patted his arm. “Try not to worry. I’ll protect her.”
Rane groaned. “Oh God, now I feel real great. Why didn’t we just send the girls home? Dad, Mum, Bengie, and the girls would have looked after them.”
Kirby felt her stomach sink. Fantastic, Rane didn’t even want her around.
Faith sighed. “We couldn’t spare anyone to drive her home, and I kind of wanted to try alittle experiment with Kirby.”
Kirby turned to Faith. “What experiment?”
“I was hoping you would help with the minions as they are kinda animals.”
“No fucking way, Faith. I know what you’re thinking. Kane, control your mate,” Rane muttered.
“Idiot,” Faith and Kirby huffed out.
Faith and Kirby shook their heads as Faith glared at Rane. “You did not just tell Kane to control me. If we didn’t have demons coming right now I would so be kicking your arse.”
“Faith, I want to help, tell me about this experiment.”
“You said you can talk to animals, so maybe you can get minions to do what you want, or at least confuse them enough for me to kill them.”
Kirby touched her forehead, feeling a migraine coming on. “Well, if I can see the eyes of an animal—”
“I said no. You are not looking a minion in the eye, no frigging way.” Rane glared at her.
Fuck this idiot. What right did he have to tell her what to do? She’d moved away from her overbearing, controlling brothers so she didn’t have to put up with stuff like this. She’d had enough. Rane might be the best looking man she’d ever laid eyes on, but he was a controlling arsehole just like her brothers. She turned to Rane, her fists clenched at her sides.
“You do not get to tell me what to do. You’ve been glaring at me all day long and made it perfectly clear to everyone that you do not want me here. I don’t care if you’re the hottest guy I’ve ever seen, you are a controlling arsehole. I pity the woman who gets stuck with you.”
Kirby heard laughter behind her, which turned to covered coughs as Rane turned and growled at his brothers. “Well, guess what, little red? That woman is—”
Faith interrupted them. “Not now, Rane. It’s showtime.”
Rane mate links: http://beachwalkpress.com/ranes-mate/
And a special small excerpt from Ava's mate:
She took a deep breath and shut her eyes, now really afraid of what she would see as she turned back around to her mate. Cracking one eye open, she looked up to see brown eyes sparkling with amusement. Oh, okay, so far so good. Ava opened the other eye and saw he had red eyebrows and a crew-cut that matched the color of his eyebrows. She was pleasantly surprised to see he was quite a bit taller than her five-eight, she guessed him well over six feet.
Her mate didn’t look very old, for a human, he was maybe in his late twenties or early thirties. He had a killer smile, with a dimple in each cheek, perfect white teeth, and a very masculine, square jaw. Ava sighed and stepped back for a better look at the gorgeous man. His smile grew wider and another chuckle escaped his mouth as she tore her gaze from his face to travel down the rest of his muscular body.
Ava was blatantly checking him out, and she was loving what she saw. He wasn’t as big or as tall as her eldest brothers, but he definitely had toned, six-pack abs and muscular arms. She wished the army pants were tighter so she could get a better look at the rest of him. He cleared his throat and her eyes darted back up to his face.
“Like what you see?”
Ava couldn’t believe she had just stood there doing nothing but staring at a guy. Well, not just any guy but her mate. At least she hadn’t done what her wolf was yelling in her head for her to do. Jump his bones. Bit him, make him ours. Let’s take him back and show him that once he goes wolf he will never go back. Jump him now. Her wolf had turned into a hussy.
Arousal coursed through her body and she moaned out loud when he spoke this time. “I’m Logan. Corporal Logan Brown, and you are?”
It was like someone threw a bucket of ice cold water over her. She should have seen the similarities and guessed. But Faith being there waiting for the entertainment to start had put her off. Logan was Kirby’s asshole brother.
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