Midnight Kiss Giveaway Hop!

Well, it's almost new year's and that means another year of sexiness! And hopefully a sweet, or raunchy, kiss to go with it. I'd like to thank our lovely hostesses, the Gemini Girls Sofia and Allyson. May the new year bring you ladies some extraordinary kisses as well.

This hop is all about kisses...well, about awesome giveaways too, but kisses primarily. Please make sure to visit all stops on the hop at www.geminigirls.com/hop in order to qualify for the grand prize of a $25 book voucher from Liquid Silver Books, my amazing publisher, and that of so many authors here.

 In addition, I'll be doing my own giveaway...a choice of any book from my backlist! A great opportunity to stock up on book boyfriends you may have missed. Perhaps you'd like one of my shifters, selkies or a Greek god to keep you company? If you're not familiar with my books, read on for info on Predator's Serenade, my latest, or check out my backlist here on my blog.

Do I have a favorite kiss? You betcha. Yes, I could mention a favorite movie star or moment from a book, but I have to say my favorite kiss was from my husband, right as our relationship started to get hot and heavy. We were in our early 20's and had been dating for about six months. Neither of us had mentioned those 3 little words yet, but somehow we were both headed in that direction. On our six-month anniversary, we had a date and afterward both shyly reached for each other. Almost spontaneously, we said the words: "I love you." Because we thought of it at the same time, it meant so much. The kisses that followed we memorable, to say the least.

We've had about 20 years of kisses ever since and I've been thankful for each, sexy one.

There are some amazing kisses in Predator's Serenade, book 2 of my Gemini Island Shifters series.

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.

Buy link: http://www.lsbooks.com/predators-serenade-p818.php and all e-outlets.

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