He never thought of himself as a family man, but sometimes things changed…

Randall Graves spends most of his time writing lines of code in his air-conditioned office at Macconwood Manor. He’d rather be alone than risk involvement of any kind. Everything was going fine, until his Alpha sends him on a forced vacation.

It’s all good with Randall, as long as there’s WIFI at the small, beachfront, bed and breakfast in Bloody Point, South Carolina. He could work and get some sun at the same time, but he wasn’t counting on Tulla Nirvelli. The beautiful single mother owned and operated the small B &B with her seven-year old son.

Charmed by the small island and the young family, Randall finds himself enjoying his time at the Sea Mist Bed & Breakfast. When trouble starts brewing for Tulla and her son, Randall is ready to jump in, but that means revealing his secret. Will she accept the truth about him?

Cecilia Lane: Hearts Unleashed Author Spotlight!

Featured Moon Claimed by Cecilia Lane

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Welcome, Cecilia! Please start off by telling us a little about yourself.

I’m Cecilia! I love coffee, cookies, memes, and dirty jokes. I love to travel and explore new places. Most weekends see me and Mr. Lane chilling and watching whatever soccer games we can get on TV or taking an early morning stroll through some pretty parks. Writing has always been my dream job and I’m incredibly grateful to bring all the stories in my head to life on paper.

What genres do you write?

Paranormal romance! Shifters, vampires, fae, I love all the strange and unusual =D

How many books have you published?

30+, with 20 of those in my Shifting Destinies world.

What can a reader expect when picking up one of your books for the first time?

Action! I love, love, love a big battle moment where everything seems lost, but WAIT! Here comes that happy ending riding in with the rest of the cavalry. My characters might go through hell, face down their biggest fears and insecurities, hiss and spit and cuss at everyone under the sun, but they always get where they need to be in the end and WITH the people they need.

Please share your setting for Moon Claimed? Have you ever lived or visited there? If so, what did you like most?

Abel meets Dakota in Yellowstone National Park, but their story takes them on the road to his pack lands in California. I spent a lot of time cruising through Google Maps and checking out photos. I’ve yet to be there in real life, but it’s on my bucket list.

How do you research or prepare?

As with any book, I read. You know that MCU meme where Tony Stark is asked when he became an expert on thermonuclear astrophysics and he gets cocky and answers, ‘last night’? Yeah, that’s my obsessive need to get job details correct even if they never get used.   For Dakota, I read a lot about park rangers. Living quarters, uniforms, slang, schooling needed. Some of the details will make it into the book with concrete lines, others will be unspoken foundation and guidance for character actions. And others will take up space once used for important information like those annoying security questions, oops!

When did the writing bug first bite?

Elementary school. I have vague recollections of writing little stories about unicorns. Fanfiction in middle school grew into working on horrible first attempts at original stuff in high school. It’s just something I’ve always loved.

Who are your favorite authors/books/series?

Anne Rice, Anne McCaffrey, and Robert Jordan will always hold special places in my heart.

What is your most favorite childhood memory?

It’s more a collection of memories of exploring with my grandparents. I spent most summers with them, and the adventures would start with driving halfway across the country to their home. We’d take a week and stop by roadside attractions or make a detour to a waterpark.   One summer we visited the ruins at Chaco Canyon. Another, we stopped by Roswell and did a tour of Carlsbad Caverns and stuck around to see the bats emerge for the night. They placed a great deal of importance on knowing there’s an endless amount of things to see and do in this world, and I try to live up to that as much as possible.

Do you have any hobbies or special things you like to do in your spare time?

I do what a lot of other writers do: read! When not reading or binging a show, I tend to get lost in builder video games, be it a city builder or some sort of dynasty builder. I’ve been switching back and forth between Cities Skylines and Crusader Kings 3 for the last few months.

Boxers, briefs, or commando?

Commando ;P

Favorite eye color?

I’m a sucker for green eyes of all shades.

Do you have a set writing schedule or do you just go with the flow of life and write when you can?

I treat my writing like a job. I need a consistent schedule, or I’ll never get anything done. Monday through Friday, I’m in my office with a word doc open. I might not get as much done as I’d like, but I make sure to show up.

Describe your perfect alpha hero.

Tall, dark, and mouthy!   Thanks, Cecilia! Get more paranormal themed stories like Moon Claimed in Hearts Unleashed, a Limited Edition Paranormal Romance and Urban Fantasy Collection of 20+ NEW heart-pounding supernatural fiction featuring sensual heroes and sassy heroines.   Amazon: Universal:

Carrie Pulkinen: Hearts Unleashed Author Spotlight!

Featuring Shifting Fate by Carrie Pulkinen

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Welcome, Carrie! Please start off by telling us a little about yourself.

I’ve always been fascinated with things that go bump in the night. I grew up literally next door to a cemetery, so the dead–and the undead–were hard to ignore! Now, I live in Houston, Texas, with my sexy Dutch husband, two beautiful daughters, and two little dogs who are always up to no good.

What genres do you write?

Paranormal romance and paranormal romantic comedy

How many books have you published?


What can a reader expect when picking up one of your books for the first time?

Humor, heart, and a man who will do anything for the woman he loves.

What were your inspirations for Shifting Fate?

Shifting Fate is set in my Crescent City Wolf Pack world, and it features Noah, a telekinetic werewolf and Amber, the alpha’s sister. The inspiration for this story (and all the books in the series) comes from urban legends and folklore in the New Orleans area.

Please share your setting for Shifting Fate. Have you ever lived or visited there? If so, what did you like most?

Shifting Fate takes place in my absolute favorite city in the world…New Orleans! I have visited there many times, and I adore the food, the music, and the culture. There’s never a dull moment in the Big Easy!

How did you research or prepare?

By visiting New Orleans, reading books about the folklore, and talking to locals.

Boxers, brief or commando?

Briefs or boxer-briefs. A like a little extra layer to unwrap before reaching the prize 😉

Favorite eye color?


Do you have a set writing schedule or do you just go with the flow of life and write when you can?

I get up an hour before everyone else in my family so I can write before my day is colored by anyone else’s mood.

Describe your perfect alpha hero.

Strong and protective, but he always treats his lady with respect. I can’t stand alphaholes.   Thanks, Carrie! Get more paranormal themed stories like Shifting Fate in Hearts Unleashed, a Limited Edition Paranormal Romance and Urban Fantasy Collection of 20+ NEW heart-pounding supernatural fiction featuring sensual heroes and sassy heroines.   Amazon: Universal:

Sneak Peek of Falcon’s Heart

Please note this is unedited and parts may be altered as the book gets polished…

The car was a beauty. Highly polished black paint glittering in the afternoon sun, but it was the famous hood ornament that caught her eye. The shiny silver lady dubbed the Spirit of Ecstasy was truly magnificent and without realizing it, Annabeth had walked up to the small object, reaching out a hand reverently.

“Stop,” a deep voice said.

Annabeth halted. Eyes caught in the gleam of the Rolls Royce limousine’s headlights, she growled softly.

“The hood will be hot,” the same voice warned, and the vibrations of that deep, husky sound seemed to stroke along the exposed skin of her arms and legs.

For some reason, Annabeth wore a sleeveless blouse in a deep red color and a pencil skirt for her trip. She felt feminine, pretty, and for some reason that had been important to her today. The owner of that sultry voice stepped around the car, and her lips parted slightly.

Now, that was a man. Tall with wide shoulders, he wore a dress shirt and jacket, neatly pressed slacks and black leather shoes. He looked professional, clean cut, and so damn cute she almost sighed.

Short light brown hair with silver threaded through just at his temples gave him a sophisticated air, but she could tell despite all his finery, the man was lethal. Deadly. And fine as fuck.

“Miss Golden?”

“Yes,” she nodded as he came around to stand just in front of her.

“I’m Hank Garret,” he seemed to purr, and for a moment she thought he might be a Lion like her.

Then she took a deep breath and realized she was wrong. He was not a Lion, but he was something alright.

I’m yours. His words over the phone earlier that morning replayed in her head, and she found herself nodding. He was hers. Her mate. OMG. Mrs. Wilder had done it!

Smiling widely, she moved closer to him. Wanting to touch, to taste, to vault into her arms. But he sidestepped her, opting for her luggage instead of the embrace she was hoping for.

“Are these yours?”

“Yes,” she nodded, “So, you know Gerri Wilder?”

Annabeth waited while he loaded the trunk of the beautiful vehicle. Maybe her mate was shy. That was okay. She could be that way too sometimes. And to be honest, this was all kind of overwhelming.

“She is my aunt,” he clarified.

“I see,” Annabeth smiled again.

Her heart was pounding furiously inside her chest. She couldn’t believe it was going to be this easy. But something was off. Why wasn’t he gathering her up in his arms and laying claim like she so desperately wanted to do?

Arousal spiked through her blood. Annabeth waited for him to close the trunk. When he did, she was more than ready. Time seemed to slow down as his cobalt eyes pinned hers with an intensity so hot, she thought she might burn to a crisp. Warmth filled her, and moisture pooled between her thighs.

“I can’t believe she managed to set this up after only one day. Your Aunt Gerri is a wizard,” Annabeth purred, boldly invading his space.

He smelled good. Like a spring breeze, and freshly laundered clothes. It was arousing and addictive. She wanted more. Her Lioness chuffed, begging her for a closer sniff. She wanted to rub her fur on him, to mark him with her own musk.

Every instinct pushed her towards him. There was no patience or fear. No foolish trepidation or self-doubt. This was right. He was right.

She felt it in the way her stomach flipped, chest squeezed, and her nipples tightened beneath the silk and lace confection she’d daringly donned that morning. Her own sex warmed and grew slick just being near the gorgeous, neat as a pin, man.

Oooh, she was definitely going to do something about his perfectly combed hair, and unrumpled appearance. He was so clean, so neat.

Oh yeah, Annabeth was so going to love getting him good and dirty. She licked her lips, waiting for his invitation.

Screw it, she thought. Why wait? He was hers. Had said so himself. Then she did the one thing she’d been dying to do since she saw the man.

She jumped on him.

Mine. Rawr.


Unedited excerpt from Claiming His Virgin Mate

Fucking hell. He fisted his hand and punched a hole through the glass, effectively breaking the pane just above the knob. He’d just finished breaking away the remaining glass so he could reach inside unscathed, when suddenly, he was covered in something sticky and wet.

“What the?” he growled, then stopped before the sludge could enter his mouth.

When he found the person who’d slimed him, Alex was gonna tear the dude a new one.


“Maggie! Maggie! I got him!” a voice overhead screamed, and his Shifter’s eyes zeroed in on the tiny young female holding an overturned container.

“Take that, you asshat!” she yelled.

Surmising that plastic cup formerly held the sticky, gooey contents that were currently soaking into his silk shirt, Alex had his culprit. He sniffed.

What the fuck? From what he picked up, the sludge staining his shirt and sticking to his hair was some diabolical mix of ink, mineral oil, and paint.

“What is going on?”

The sound of a second female had his eyes searching the shadows for the face that went with the heavenly voice.

Heavenly? WTF.

Grrr. His Tiger tensed, the beast scratching against his skin. He was chuffing so loudly Alex could hardly make out her next words.

The second female’s voice was huskier, older sounding than the first. Like fine wine, it was perfect for his palate. The notes so deep and sexy, stirred something within him. When she spoke again, it was like a sucker punch straight to his gut.


He stilled. Fuck no. This was not happening. But the Tiger growled and hissed. The happy chuff upon first hearing the stranger replaced by an annoyed growl at his human side for doubting the beast.

Fuck that. He was not there to meet his mate, dammit.

Grrr. The Tiger did not give two shits what the man thought. That voice, the woman, was his.

“Joelle! Oh my god! Sir? I think it’s a sir, um, mister? Are you okay?”

The woman gasped. She pinched the younger female on the arm. Leaning over the railing from the balcony over the office, she asked him if he was alright, but he couldn’t even think to respond.

From what he could see, which honestly wasn’t much since he currently had one eye closed to keep out the muck, she was gorgeous. Honey-colored hair spilled over her shoulders in big, bouncy curls. Hazel eyes that seemed brown at first, but upon closer inspection were flecked with green and gold, blinked rapidly, taking in his utterly ridiculous appearance.

She wore casual clothes. Lounge pants and a tank top that showed off her ample curves. Damn. She was round in all the right places. Womanly and sumptuous, and he could hardly wait to test the softness of her pale skin that bore trace of time spent in the sun.

“Just wait there, sir,” she said.

Alex took a deep breath, fuck the ink and paint and slop covering him made it damn near impossible to scent her, but that voice.

Dear gods! It was husky and rich. Perfect. He was ninety-seven percent certain his ebats was right. This female was his.

What would she sound like after he’d made love to her a time or twenty? He couldn’t wait to find out. His cock was already hard just imagining it.


Fierce whispering brought his attention back to the females, and he noted the younger one’s eyes seemed to glow in anger as she was being scolded.

Hmm. Shifter? Possibly.

That was good news. If his mate was a Shifter, then she would recognize him too. This whole thing could be done and done tonight.

Awesomesauce, he grinned, then growled, and spit out the inky paint mix.

“Oh my! Okay, sir. One second, I will be right down. Here use this,” she of the gorgeously raspy voice called down to him and tossed a fluffy white towel his way.

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