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Out Very Soon! Paws on Me by Silvia Violet

Oct 26, 2011 Filed under: bears, book release, excerpts, m/m, men in uniform, paranormal, shapeshifter Tags: , , , , , , , , , , ,

Coming very very soon, like tomorrow 🙂

Protect and Serve: Paws on Me by Silvia Violet

Blurb:

Lieutenant Seth Morrison loves being a cop, but with budget cuts and crime both on the rise, he’s stopped making time for anything but his job.

On the outside, Brandon Lord is an easy-going, flirtatious club owner. On the inside he’s a man trying to overcome a difficult past.

When a murder investigation brings the two men together, passion roars to life. They’re both willing to break the rules to be together. Because as mismatched as they might seem, each man is exactly what the other needs.

Excerpt:

I’m Seth Morrison. I’m a cop, a police lieutenant to be precise. I’ve been on the force more years than I want to think about. I’ve seen good men get killed, turn dirty, lose themselves in the bottle, lose their fucking minds, but I’m still here doing what I do. I don’t know any other life. People tell me I need a break, a vacation, to relax. I don’t want to fucking relax. I just want to do my job and keep this city from falling apart.

I park my car, grab my coffee from the cup holder, and charge up the front steps of the station. I could take the side door, it’s closer to my office, but I love the chaos of the bullpen. When I open the door, I breathe deeply, enjoying the variety of smells: coffee that’s been on the warmer far too long, the sickeningly sweet smell of candy and doughnuts, pine-scented cleaner from the scrubbing the janitors gave the floors last night, and something unnamable that simply smells like cops and hard work. I shake my head as I try to imagine not being here nearly 24/7. This is where I belong.

My stomach rumbles. I should’ve had dinner, but after pretending an afternoon nap was a night’s sleep, I’m running late. I’ll grab something from the vending machine while I dream about a juicy burger and thick home fries. It sure would be nice to have someone cook for me. I don’t seem to get along with stoves. Years ago, I tried being married. That worked for about 30 seconds. My wife wanted me to work shorter hours. I wanted her to talk less, or maybe never.

Friends tell me I should make an effort to date, but I’m more comfortable at a gruesome homicide scene than making small talk at dinner with a woman or a man. Yeah, I like both. I stopped going out with men when I entered the academy. I just couldn’t deal with the shit the guys would give me. Now, I don’t advertise what I like, but I pick up a guy now and then. I’m discreet, but if somebody finds out, I’ll deal.

One-night stands I can handle, but relationships are beyond me. People think police work is draining, but I’d rather spend all day in the field and all night at my desk filling out fucking paperwork — and often I do — than try to decode relationship signals. I inevitably screw things up and never understand why.

Sex I need. Romance I don’t.

My phone rings. I pull it out of my pocket hoping the call will save me from the mountain of paperwork on my desk. It’s Drew Danvers, detective and vampire. That’s right, a vampire who works for the good guys. We’ve got a werewolf in homicide too. And he’s a damn fine cop.

I remember when the shifters came out of the closet, scaring the hell out of us humans. One by one other monsters made themselves known. Most people assumed they were all assholes who wanted to eat us, but I quickly learned not to judge a man because he sucked blood or turned into a wolf. I judge men based on how they treat others.

I answer the call. “What’s up, Detective?”

“Two dead werewolves found in a closet at Shift. Hacked up pretty bad. The scene’s a circus. Jenkins called in sick. I’m on my own, and –”

“I’ll be there in ten.”

“Thanks, sir.”

“No problem. Murder scene or paperwork, which would you choose?”

* * *

I step inside the club. A crime lab team is there and several uniformed officers are talking with employees. I spot Drew in the entryway of an office. He’s frowning as he questions a tall hairy hunk of a man. I’ve seen this man around the area several times, and just like every other time, he makes my cock sit up and take notice.

Our most recent encounter was a week ago. When I want to grab a beer and be left the fuck alone, I go to Mitch’s, a dive just down the street from Shift. Last time I spent the evening there, he sat next to me at the bar and came on strong. I was in a shitty mood. I wanted him, and it pissed me off. He’s not my type. He’s young, hip, and outrageously flirtatious. I walked away, but I regretted it later that night when I couldn’t stop fantasizing about him.

The man looks my way and catches me staring. His grin says he knows the direction my thoughts are going. Fucking bastard winks at me. Drew scowls.

I turn to face him. He grins down at me, that same cocky-as-fuck little smile he’d given me earlier, making me even more aware of how close we are and how big he is. At 6’2″, I’m hardly small, but he’s got several inches on me. And while I’ve got a rather thick pelt, the fur visible above the vee of his t-shirt is astounding.

He smiles mischievously. “You gonna cuff me if you take me in?”

“Impeding a murder investigation will get you thrown in jail.”

He rolls his eyes. “I found two dead guys in my closet when I came to work tonight. My business is shut down, and I’ll be losing money every minute that you’re here. But at least I have a sense of humor.”

“Well, I don’t.”

He shakes his head. “Are you taken too?”

I take another step back. “You’re making a lot of assumptions.”

I look over at Drew and realize he and Jason are grinning like loons. Fuck. All I need is the two of them ragging me.

I glare at Drew. “Detective, do you think you can question this man without killing him?”

“Probably.”

“Fine. Fleetfoot, head back to the lab. Take my car. I’ll get a ride with Danvers.” I throw him my keys, and he snatches them out of the air as he gives Drew’s hand a final squeeze. Jason is better in the lab than any tech we have. We only send him into the field when we’re desperately short-handed. I run a hand through my hair, wishing I knew how I’m going to hold the homicide division together if we don’t get more funds.

He holds out his hand. “I’m Brandon Lord. I own Shift.”

“Lieutenant Morrison.” I shake his hand. His skin is surprisingly smooth, his grip tight and warm. I want to feel those big hands running over me. I want to rub his furry body with my own. Fuck! I should assign someone else to this case right now and get the hell away from him. But some crazy restlessness he’s dredged up in me makes me fight my instincts.

“Nice to meet you, Lieutenant.” His voice is low and rich. And his grin lets me know he’s well aware of my body’s reaction to him.

I need to get away. His smell alone is making me hard. “I’m not here to play games. Drop the act and treat this case seriously, or I’ll find an excuse to throw your ass in jail.”

He grins. Fuck, he knows he’s got me rattled. “I’d never kill anyone, Lieutenant. I’m just a cuddly teddy bear.”

The bear shifter and the bear. Ridiculous. I need to leave now. This man is no cuddly toy. I don’t think he’s our murderer, but he’s far smarter than he wants me to believe and likely far more dangerous. “I know what cuddling leads to.”

Brandon laughs, a deep, infectious sound. I can’t help but respond. Now I want him more than ever. Taking this case is a supremely stupid idea, staying on it now is unprofessional.

But I won’t walk away.

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A Sexy Taste of Reef’s Guardian

Sep 12, 2011 Filed under: book release, erotica, m/m, paranormal, shapeshifter Tags: , , , , , , , , , , ,

Welcome to Monday! To make the start of the week sexier, I’ve got another excerpt to share from Reef’s Guardian…..

Wet: Reef’s Guardian by Silvia Violet

Brett Leland serves as the director of an underwater research station located near one of the world’s last healthy coral reefs. His life’s work is focused on protecting the reef and discovering why it has remained healthy as others are failing. But his university plans to sell the research station, and someone is trying to sabotage his final mission.

Setiwan Maramis is one of the legendary shape shifting guardians of the reef. He’s been watching Brett since the scientist first came to the station, and he wants Brett as both an ally and a lover. He is forbidden to reveal himself to humans, but when an enemy puts Brett’s life in danger, Setiwan follows his heart rather than the dictates of his people.

Excerpt:

Setiwan pumped his arm-like fins and hovered near the corner of his tank. He’d spent the last few hours making a careful study of the lab and listening to the researchers as they worked around him. As he expected, all the animals Brett Leland and his research team had collected for study were well cared for.

Those who were able to communicate with Guardians let him know that while they longed to get back to the ocean, the humans hadn’t harmed them.

He swam over to a fake green fungus coral and practiced manipulating the color of his skin until he blended in with the coral. Then he tried the same trick next to a yellow sea fan. Guardians had the ability to take on the form of any reef dwelling animal, but Setiwan preferred cuttlefish. He enjoyed the complexity of their thought patterns and their seductive ability to shift the color of their skin at will. He’d practiced the color strobing technique enough to use it in his human form. He intended to wow Brett with it later.

He wasn’t certain Brett was gay. But the researcher had never shown any interest in the beautiful woman, Sophia, who worked with him despite her obvious crush on him. In Seti’s mind this meant he was either gay or way too nice. But gay or straight, Setiwan was determined to have his scientist. He could take on a female form if he must though he much preferred sex as a man. And pounding Brett’s ass until he screamed Seti’s name had featured in his fantasies regularly since Seti first saw him.

After getting Setiwan and the other cuttlefish settled in their tank, Brett had gone for another dive with one of the professors on his team, Andy he believed the man’s name was. Setiwan heard a splash and turned toward the wet room door. He saw two divers hoist themselves out of the water. It must be Brett and Andy; as far as he knew the other four researchers were all in the bunk room. Sophia had come out several minutes before to check the readings for the generator and air purification system and to feed some of the fish, but she’d returned to the other side of the station.

A moment later, the two men opened the door separating the wet room from the lab and placed a tank holding some anemones and clown fish on the floor of the lab. Then they both removed their scuba gear, and Andy stripped down to the Speedo he wore under his dive suit. “I’m headed to bed if you’re sure you don’t need me.”

Brett glanced at the clock. It was nearly eleven. It was easy to lose all track of day and night living underwater. “That’s fine. I want to get these fish settled into their tanks anyway. We all need some rest. I’ll brief everyone over breakfast at seven.”

The man nodded and headed toward the bunk room. Once Brett put the clown fish and anemones in a tank, he returned to the wet room. Setiwan swam to the far end of his tank where he could still see Brett clearly. Brett stripped off his dive suit, pushing the wet material slowly down his body. Air flowed faster through Setiwan’s gills, and his body displayed a dizzying swirl of colors as he watched the object of his desire reveal the gorgeous body he’d salivated over for weeks.

He’d often watched Brett at night as he stood at the observation window in board shorts or pajama pants. Brett’s arms and shoulders were beautifully sculpted. His chest was mostly hairless, but a tantalizing treasure trail disappeared beneath the waist of his pants. Setiwan often imagined kissing through the soft hair and sliding his tongue along Brett’s waistband as he pushed his pants down over his hips. Then he would take Brett’s cock in his mouth, tasting him and breathing in his scent.

Now he watched, mesmerized, as Brett pushed his wetsuit over his slim hips. He bent to push the suit down his leg, temporarily hiding his cock from view but treating Seti to the amazing sight of his tight muscular ass and his sac hanging between his legs. Seti wanted to leap out of the tank, shift to human form, and show Brett what he could do to that hot ass.

Brett pulled his dive suit over his feet and hung it to dry. Then he turned and Setiwan got a full frontal view. Even after the chill water, his cock was impressively thick where it lay nestled on his balls. Seti wanted to take it in his mouth and feel it harden as he sucked, licked, kissed. He forgot how to move his fins for a moment and nearly slammed into the side of the tank.

* * *

Brett grabbed a pair of board shorts off a hook and pulled them on. He frowned as he watched the tank containing the cuttlefish. The one who’d led him on a chase looked like he’d forgotten how to swim. Brett bent down and studied the creature more closely. He seemed all right now. Maybe Brett had startled him.

Once he was confident that the cuttlefish was swimming fine again, Brett checked the monitors for the power and life support systems. All readouts registered in the normal range. He sat down and turned his chair to face the observation window. He watched the fish, rays, and eels swim back and forth and his mind drifted once again to the mystery man who’d haunted his dreams since his last excursion here. His hand dropped to his cock, already semi-hard from the images in his mind. He lazily slid his hand up and down over the cotton fabric of his shorts. His cock hardened fully as he replayed his most recent dream.

The beautiful man with the long, silvery blond hair stood naked in the doorway of the bunk room. The other researchers had vanished. The man strode over to Brett’s bunk and climbed in on top of him. Brett was suddenly naked too. And the man was kissing him, licking him, biting him, making him lose himself to passion in a way he hadn’t in a long time.

Damn. He hadn’t meant to let his thoughts travel along this line, but in these cramped quarters privacy was nonexistent and need built over the course of an expedition. He listened carefully. Not hearing a sound from the bunk room, feeling like a horny teenager, he decided to risk it…

 

Dinner for My Heroes

Jul 25, 2011 Filed under: erotica, interview, m/m, paranormal, recipes, shapeshifter, web event Tags: , , , , , , , , , ,

I’m in the author spotlight at Whipped Cream this week and each day I’ll have a different blog post where I cook dinner for one of my heroes. To really know a man I have to know what I would cook for him and I’m happy to have a chance to share all those gastronomic delights with my readers.

In today’s post I’m making bacon burgers and blueberry pie for Jason from Sex on the Hoof.

Another Taste of Sex on the Hoof

Jul 11, 2011 Filed under: book release, excerpts, m/m, paranormal, shapeshifter, vampire Tags: , , , , , , , , ,

Here’s a never-before-seen scorching excerpt from Sex on the Hoof…….

Protect and Serve: Sex on the Hoof by Silvia Violet

Blurb:

Deer shifter Jason Fleetfoot has turned his life around. After years of taking chances, he’s got a job as a crime lab technician, and he’s determined to forgo the risky behavior of his past.

Then he meets Drew Danvers, the only undead detective in the city. Jason hates vampires, or does he? Drew defies all the stereotypes of his kind and something about him has taken hold of Jason and won’t let go.

Will Jason take a chance on a man others would label a risk to his health if not his very life?

Excerpt:

I wake to the sensation of a hot mouth swallowing my cock. My eyes fly open. The sight of Jason’s lips stretched around me makes me gasp. He glances up at me, smiles, and goes back to his work, sucking, licking, making me crazy. One of his hands lifts my balls, gently squeezing, his thumb slowly caressing me in time to the rhythm of his mouth. His other hand slides over my abdomen and across my chest until he finds one of my nipples. I suck in my breath as he rolls it between his fingers.

I mean to let him choose the pace, play with me any way he wants, but my hips have a mind of their own, bucking up against his mouth. He moans and pulls back to lick at my cockhead, like it’s his favorite flavor of lollipop.

“Don’t hold back,” he demands, before swallowing me whole.

How can I deny him? I fist my hands in his hair, holding him in place as I thrust upwards into his mouth. It takes him a moment to adjust to my pace but then he starts doing things with his tongue that defy description.

The sight of my cock disappearing into his mouth is making me crazy. He glances up at me, eyes sparkling with obvious enjoyment. I groan and thrust deeper into him. He slides a finger between my legs and circles my hole. I bite my lip to keep from whimpering. He pushes into me as he sucks me even harder.

I don’t want it to end but after a few more seconds I can’t hold back the hot rush of climax. With a shout, I let go and shoot my load down his throat. He takes every last drop, continuing to lick and suck after I collapse against the mattress.

“You’re fucking amazing,” I say as he gives me a final kiss and lays his head on my stomach. I feel him smile against me.

He draws circles on my thighs with his fingers. After a few moments, he glances up at me and licks his lips. “You taste so damn good.” He closes his eyes, a dreamy look on his face. “Like the woods after a rain or early morning after the first snow. I could suck you all day.”

My chest constricts, and it takes me several seconds to find my voice. “I won’t stop you.”

He laughs and tries to sit up, but I push him down, pinning him to the bed. I wrap a hand around his erection. “You’re not going anywhere until we do something about this.”

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Savage Wolf is available at ARe!

Jun 13, 2011 Filed under: BDSM, book release, erotica, paranormal, shapeshifter, werewolf Tags: , , , , , , , , , ,

Protect and Serve: Savage Wolf is now available at ARe! I’m so excited about sharing this book with all the readers there. Here’s a little taste to whet your appetite….

Savage Wolf by Silvia Violet

I’m Wolf, Officer Aidan “Wolf” Savage. I’m a werewolf. But unlike most of my kind these days, I’m one of the good guys even if I do scare the hell out of most people the first time they meet me. When a white-tailed deer shifter comes leaping into my life, she makes my body hotter than an erupting volcano. She’s on the run, and she doesn’t want my help. But I’m not about to let her get herself killed, and I’ll use any means necessary to keep her safe.

Excerpt:
I tried to make myself be a gentlemen and roll off my naked little shifter. But werewolves aren’t gentlemen. I heard her racing heart and smelled the hot cream between her legs, and my wolfish side begged me to shove her legs up onto her chest and bury my cock in her pussy. Then she shocked me by opening her legs and inviting me in. How could a man say no?

And, by all that’s holy, she said those four words that just about made me lose it before I’d even gotten inside. “I like it rough.” Just what an alpha wolf like me needs. A woman who appreciates my appetite.
When I drive into her, holding nothing back, she cries out. Her pussy holds me tight. I fight to hold still and let her adjust to my size. But she wraps her legs around my hips and bucks against me.

“More,” she begs, and I’m not about to deny her. I slide out nearly all the way. She whimpers.
I thrust back in, and she groans, “Yes.” After that I ride her hard and fast. She meets every stroke, slamming her hips against mine. I fuck her with brutal strength, and she keeps crying for more. I’m in heaven.

Her gorgeous breasts bounce up and down in rhythm with my thrusts. I can’t wait another second to get better acquainted with them.

I shift my weight to one arm, and use the other hand to cup the tantalizing flesh, which is as soft and smooth as it looks. I slide my thumb back and forth over her tightly puckered nipple, and I’m rewarded with a sharp cry.

I keep up the light, teasing strokes. She arches toward my hand, whimpering. I pinch and tug on the pink bud. She bucks so hard she nearly unseats me. “Yes, God, yes!” she cries.

I need one of those sensitive nipples in my mouth like I need to breathe. I grab her hips, holding her firmly on my cock as I sit back on my heels. She lets her torn dress and bra slide from her arms. Then she wraps her arms around my neck and pulls herself up until she’s seated in my lap. Now I can lick and suck and bite those hard buds all I want while driving myself even deeper inside her tight, wet cunt.

As if she can read my mind, my doe pulls my head down to her breast. I draw a pink tip into my mouth and suck hard, letting my teeth sink in just enough for her to feel them. She cries out, digging her hands into my scalp. “Harder, oh God, harder. I . . .”

I glance up without letting go of her nipple, desperate to know what she wants to say. Her deep brown eyes are wide and filled with need. “I like it to hurt.”

I nearly choke around the hard flesh in my mouth. Have I died and gone to werewolf heaven? I bitehard enough to make her scream. She writhes against me. Before she’s recovered, I give her other nipple a vicious pinch.

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Writing Update

May 2, 2011 Filed under: BDSM, book release, erotica, eye candy, m/m, menage, paranormal, shapeshifter, writing Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

gratuitous hotness having nothing to do with my writing update

Coming Soon:

Shifter’s Galaxy: Accommodating Desire, an m/m/f short story, will be available very soon from Changeling Press. I loved having the chance to revisit my Shifter’s Station world with this story, and I’ve got several more story ideas for this spin off series.  Here’s an unofficial blurb:

Shifter’s Galaxy: Accommodating Desire by Silvia Violet

Lucy Vasilia is the director of the Alkestis Market, a well-run trading center
catering to both legitimate and black market concerns. She’s not a woman who
normally mixes business with pleasure, but shipping tycoon, Ian Hadley’s
dominating presence and cool control make her knees weak. When he
matter-of-factly proposes a three way with his lover, Security Chief, Connor
Langley, she decides to make an exception and give herself over to pleasure
for an afternoon. But Ian and his dark, dominating lover want far more from
her than a few hour’s dalliance. They intend to make her acknowledge their
soul-deep connection, and they won’t be satisfied until they’ve claimed her in
every possible way.

Seduction of the Captain, a BDSM sci fi set in the same world as Surrender in the Dark, will be coming your way this summer.

Works in Progress

I’m currently working on Protect and Serve: Sex on the Hoof. This is Jason, Natalie’s brother from Savage Wolf‘s, story. I love writing for this series and Jason and his lover, Drew, are a roller coaster ride of humor, angst, and dirty fun.

I’ve got lots of other projects bouncing around in my head. But I think once Sex on the Hoof is done, I’ll be focused on Wet: Reef’s Guardian, part of an upcoming multi-author series for Changeling. I know this one is going to be fun because one of the characters is a cuttlefish shifter. Oh the things I’ll be able to do with that 🙂

After that I’ve got a m/m Christmas story that’s been begging for my attention as well as one featuring intergalactic spies, betrayal, confusion and seriously hot sex.

How to Seduce a Werewolf Cop…..

Apr 25, 2011 Filed under: BDSM, paranormal, recipes, shapeshifter, werewolf Tags: , , , , , , , ,

Make Steak Diane. Bake some potatoes. Load them up with butter, sour cream, bacon and cheese. Then come to dinner wearing nothing al all.

Officer Wolf: Silvia’s onto something here. I would definitely go for that. Manly food. Nakedness. Dirty sex for dessert. I’m all for it.

Get better acquainted with Officer Wolf in Protect and Serve: Savage Wolf by Silvia Violet

Protect and Serve: Savage Wolf Available Now!

Mar 31, 2011 Filed under: BDSM, book release, erotica, paranormal, werewolf Tags: , , , , , , , , , ,

Woohoo! Protect and Serve: Savage Wolf is available now at Changeling Press!

I’m Wolf, Officer Aidan “Wolf” Savage. I’m a werewolf. But unlike most of my kind these days, I’m one of the good guys even if I do scare the hell out of most people the first time they meet me. When a white-tailed deer shifter comes leaping into my life, she makes my body hotter than an erupting volcano. She’s on the run, and she doesn’t want my help. But I’m not about to let her get herself killed, and I’ll use any means necessary to keep her safe.

 

Interview with Badge Bunny’s Officer Drake

Mar 29, 2011 Filed under: book recommendation, interview, paranormal, werewolf Tags: , , , , , , , , ,

As I get all squirmy with excitement over this week’s release of my Protect and Serve story, Savage Wolf. I wanted to get to know some of the other men in uniform a bit more intimately *grin*. So I convinced Cynthia Sax to send Officer Drake, hero of Badge Bunny, my way……

Silvia: (shivers and fights not to lick her lips) Umm, Officer Drake how do you feel about having a werewolf on the force?

Officer Drake: (runs a big hand over his bald head) How do I feel? What kind of pussy shit question is that? Do I look like I have uterus? (looks down at the impressively large bulge in his tight cop pants)

Silvia:  (twines hands together to keep from reaching out to touch that  clear evidence of manhood) I would never question your manhood. It’s  quite . . ..um . . .obvious.

Officer Drake:  Hrumph. (studies Silvia, detecting sarcasm in her voice) As for your question, I feel like sunshine and fuckin’ rainbows, that’s how I feel. (rolls his eyes) I hate fuckin’ shifters. One minute they’re human, and the next minute, they’re animals. I wish they’d make up their fuckin’ minds. (holds up one lined palm) Now, before you bust my balls about Savage, I’ll admit that, so far, he’s been an asset to the force, cracking down on the bad guys, and yeah, rumors say he’s saved his partner’s ass more than once, but he’s still a shifter, damn it, and you never know if the wolf side will bust loose and he’ll do something crazy ass sick like tear a shoplifter’s throat out, or sniff a fellow officer’s ass.

Silvia:  Wolves can be unpredictable but some of us enjoy a bit of  danger. (looks Officer Drake up and down leaning over to look at his tight ass and thinks that if she were a shifter she’d damn well sniff it) You look like a rather  dangerous man
yourself.

Officer Drake: I’m dangerous only if you break the law. Break the law, and I’ll throw your pert ass in the clink, or worse, plug a hole in you… another hole. So I’m wondering… have you been a good girl, or a bad girl, Silvia?

Silvia (noting handcuffs hanging from his belt): Oh Officer, I’m afraid, I’ve been very bad. Do you get the chance to use those handcuffs often? What would someone for that particular privilege .  . .um . . . I mean punishment?

Officer Drake (dangles handcuffs from the tips of his fingers): These aren’t just for show. Are you coming with me peacefully, or do I have to restrain your sexy self?

Silvia (licks lips slowly): I do believe I’m in the mood to put up quite a struggle. You’re only getting me out of here if I’m thoroughly restrained.

Officer Drake (grins wickedly): I’ll use whatever means necessary to get my gal. (lunges at Silvia)

If you haven’t had the pleasure of getting to know Officer Drake, I highly recommend you check out Badge Bunny. It’s hot, wicked, and hilarious.

Coming Soon! Protect and Serve: Savage Wolf

Mar 28, 2011 Filed under: BDSM, book release, excerpts, paranormal, werewolf Tags: , , , , , , , ,

Later this week, Protect and Serve: Savage Wolf will be released. Isn’t the cover simply luscious? I’m so excited about being part of this fantastic series.  Here’s a little taste of what my story has to offer…..

Protect and Serve: Savage Wolf by Silvia Violet

I’m Wolf, Officer Aidan “Wolf” Savage. I’m a werewolf. But unlike most of my kind these days, I’m one of the good guys even if I do scare the hell out of most people the first time they meet me.

I’m a damned good cop. If I’m tracking a criminal, he doesn’t stand a chance of getting away. I love the chase, the take-down, the chance to be scary-as-hell, but there’s one thing I hate about this job: stakeouts.

That’s what tonight is all about, sitting in a hot, muggy car, eating doughnuts and watching the woods for signs of life. Man what I wouldn’t give for a beer right now. And a warm house and a warm woman. Ok, that train of thought isn’t doing a damn thing for me. Because my partner and I are stuck right here until we see something, or the sun comes up.

Jacobson, my partner, crushes his paper coffee cup and tosses it in the bag that serves as a trashcan. “I so don’t want to do this shit tonight.”
I don’t think his comment deserves a response so I take a sip of my own coffee, which is damn near empty too.

Jacobson stares hard at the fence outside his window. “Do you actually think we’re going to see anything? Anyone could have dumped those bodies by the park. Why would they come back now?”

We’re parked along the outer perimeter of City Park. In it’s heyday it was a place for city residents to relax, have a picnic, get some exercise, and remember what trees actually looked like. When the economy went south, the city stopped maintaining it. Now it’s an overgrown eyesore used primarily by the homeless, drug addicts, and kids looking for a thrill.

The department is constantly getting complaints about the vermin that thrive in the undergrowth, both animal and human. But recently, the volume of calls about trouble in the park has increased, and two teenagers were found dead at the park’s northern gates last night. They’d been shot, execution style.

I take another sip of coffee before responding to Jacob’s questions. “We’ve had too many complaints and none from the usual suspects. Something’s up.”

“Gang initiation?” Jacobson suggests.

I shake my head. “I don’t think so.”

His eyes narrow. “You smell something, don’t you?”

I nod. Under the smells of sex, beer, and greasy food, there’s an odd chemical odor. I can’t place it, but I’m certain it doesn’t belong in the park. It hadn’t been there a few months ago when I’d pulled the short straw and been sent to run off a bunch of kids who’d come out here to party.
Before I can describe the smell to Jacob, I hear distant footsteps pounding the pavement. “Someone’s running this way. Someone fast.”

Jacob nods. I doubt he can hear a thing, but he’s learned to trust my non-human ears without question. A few seconds later, a woman comes into view. She’s wearing a sundress and a pair of high-heeled sandals so I doubt she’s running for her health. Not that any sane woman would be at night in this part of town.

She has straight, reddish-brown hair that swings past her waist. Her heavy, round breasts are barely contained by her dress. Long shapely legs reach out for the ground making my cock sit up and say hello. Her strides are so long she’s practically leaping.

She’s moving faster than any human should be in shoes like that. The wolf inside me begs me to chase her for the sheer thrill of apprehending such a hot piece of flesh. But my cop instincts tell me this woman is our key to what’s actually going on in the park.

Jacobson reaches for the door handle, but I lay a hand on his arm, stopping him. “Not yet.”

“She’s not out for an evening jog, Wolf. Someone’s chasing her.”

“Exactly. And we need to know who and why.”

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