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Tuesday, August 11, 2020

Even her unrestrained heart can be captured. Awakening the Wolf, an erotic werewolf thriller #MFRWSteam




(This is a standalone story.)

Do you like paranormal romances with hunky werewolves and a murder mystery? Rock Star meets Supernatural in this exciting new series. The women are the rock stars here, and they command the supernatural alpha males in their lives. Grab a copy now and enter the sexy, scary, and thrilling world of Shadow-walkers.

 She doesn’t believe in love.

 The controversial, promiscuous lead singer of the all-female hard rock band Hecate’s Fury, Cyn has vowed never to commit to one man. She’s also a Shadow-walker, whose Wolfsangel rune binds her to werewolves.

 When a werewolf mysteriously dies in her bed after a BDSM session, she tries to hunt down his killer. It’s no easy task since the werewolf had a lot of enemies within his pack and a rival one.

 Even her unrestrained heart can be captured.

 Two charming, handsome werewolves vie for her attentions. Both are suspects. As the clues lead to a shocking discovery connected to her past, Cyn realizes she is tied to these werewolves by more than her mystical rune. Even if she opens her heart to love, werewolves are monogamous. She is not.


Buy links: Kindle:  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07MFRDLM6

Amazon Paperback: https://www.amazon.com/dp/1791614736

More info on the Shadow-walkers series: https://www.kelleyheckart.com/shadowwalkers.html


Excerpt: (Rated R)

“What are you waiting for? I thought you were eager to see what was inside.” Lucius held the handle of the sturdy rectangular metal box.

“It’s something Henry told me tonight, that some things are best left alone. What if it’s like opening Pandora’s box?”

It was a weird coincidence that my cat’s name was Pandora.

My Spidey senses tingled. “What if people get hurt by what’s inside?”

“What about finding Eddie’s killer?” he asked.

“Eddie’s gone. There’s nothing we can do that will bring him back.”

“You are a wise woman, Blue.” Lucius’s eyes sparkled with admiration. “Maybe he entrusted you with the key to keep it away from the box.”

I sucked in a deep breath, the dreaded box glinting in the moon’s light. “We need to get rid of it.”

“First, I have to kiss you again,” he rasped and leaned in, the cold metal container pressed between us.

He crushed his lips to mine and eased his tongue inside my mouth. Warmth and tingles consumed me. That ache between my thighs grew into an unbearable tight knot that needed release. My knees weakened, and I was grateful for his strong arms as he let go of the box and embraced me.

The metal case dropped to the ground with a clunk, and the key slipped from my fingers.

Lucius yanked off his flannel from over his T-shirt and placed it on the ground. Gently, he lowered me down onto the soft shirt. He knelt before me, unfastened and tugged my jeans down, his eyes shining with desire like he was opening a wrapped gift.

Beneath his appreciative gaze, I kicked off my boots and my jeans and then shimmied out of my G-string.

Growling, he positioned himself between my legs and nibbled my naked thigh, moving his mouth up to my sex, nuzzling my waxed pussy. He suckled my nub, his stubble eliciting delightful quivers against my bare skin. He knew just where to lick and suckle to bring me pleasure. I’d never been kissed down there with such tenderness, like he really cared about satisfying me. Ready to explode from his passionate caresses, I fisted his hair, moaning and writhing. His flicking tongue sent me into orgasmic heaven, my body shuddering beneath his mouth.

He leaned back and opened his jeans, his huge erection bobbing upward. I clutched him, squeezing his hard, velvety length while I pulled a condom from my small purse.

At his raised eyebrows, I shrugged. “Always prepared.” I rolled it on and guided him to my sex. Arching up to receive him, I ached for more of him.

He plunged into me, leaning down to kiss my mouth while he thrust deeper. Tasting myself on him only heightened my excitement. We were one soul. I’d never felt anything like this before. Moonlight embraced us in cold, silver light like a blessing.

The handsome werewolf slid his lips along my neck, filling me with thousands of blissful sensations as I clenched around him, his tender yet impassioned thrusts stroking my inner walls. I wanted him deeper, and I wrapped my legs around him, drawing him closer. His powerful body bucked against mine, so primal and so heavenly. Beneath the moon’s glow, we found our rhythm and moved as one being.

Lucius groaned, and his body jerked with his orgasm. He drew his mouth back, and his eyes glowed amber, his teeth elongating. Feral passion glittered in his gaze.

I should have been terrified, but I wasn’t. A thrilling shudder rippled through me, and I clutched his back, digging my fingernails into his shirt. I glided my nub against his skin and came right after, my body rolling with tremors. It was the best vanilla sex I’d ever had. My rune tingled like crazy, and I widened my eyes.

“Ah, Blue, I…” He turned his face away.

“What’s wrong?” I cupped his face with both hands and forced him to look at me.

Tears glistened in his eyes. Was that regret in his dark depths?

My gut clenched. “Talk to me, Lucius.”

“I warned you not to go behind my back again.”

Both of us jumped at the sound of Henry’s lethal voice, and we fumbled with our clothes. Lucius shielded me and closed his pants while I managed to get my G-string on and cover my lower body with his oversized flannel. I looked up and gaped at the gun in Henry’s hand, my chest constricting.


Series blurb:

The five young women of Hecate’s Fury are more than rock stars.

They are Shadow-walkers, chosen to help the supernatural world.

There’s just one problem—no one trained them.


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Kelley Heckart

Otherworldly tales steeped in myth, magic & romance.







Wednesday, July 29, 2020

Sometimes the end is really the beginning. Awakening: A Shadow-walkers supernatural romance #MFRWHooks

Sometimes, the end is really the beginning.

After destroying her successful music career, the close friendship with her bandmates, and her marriage, author Kaitlyn Storm, aka Kate Wolf, former bassist for the all-female rock band Hecate’s Fury, is given a second chance. She receives an offer to turn her book series into three movies, but her troubled rock-star past continues to haunt her.

She never expected to find love or a way back.

When she is trapped in a haunted cabin during a snowstorm with Kane Devlin, the hot Scottish movie star playing her hero, their rising passion for one another ignites. What they awakened will change their lives, but before she can move on, Kate must let go of the guilt and shame keeping her from claiming her shared destiny. For she may not know it yet, but she and her bandmates are chosen.

“Suspenseful, passionate, and sexy.”


Buy links: 

Kindle: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07H1P9242

Amazon Paperback: https://www.amazon.com/dp/172574287X



I didn’t get any more texts from Kane that night, but he was probably busy or sleeping, since there was an eight-hour time difference. Too excited about his earlier text, I could hardly sleep.

First thing in the morning, I texted Britany. Hey, Brit. Kane said to check with you. Said he had a surprise for me. Going nuts here.

It’s a plane ticket to Ireland. GF, he’s so in love with you.

Stunned, I gaped at her message. He was sending for me, which meant he wanted to go public with our relationship.

I had to be sure so I texted him. Wow. What a surprise. Are you sure you are ready? I am if you are.


I went about my Sunday, coordinating a schedule of what I needed done with my new P.A. Apparently, P.A.s did whatever you wanted them to do, within reason of course. Well, it had to be legal anyway.

Still nothing from Kane. Too jacked up to work, I picked up my bass and played along to some songs. Someone banged on my door. I sighed, paused my music file on my laptop, set my bass down and turned off my amp. Probably an angry neighbor coming to complain about the loud noise. More frantic raps reverberated.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m coming.” Geez. I opened the door.

Britany stood there, crying. “Where the hell have you been? I’ve been trying to call you.”

My chest tightened. “Here. I was playing my bass. I didn’t hear my phone. What’s wrong? Come inside.” I moved aside and shut the door behind her.

“It’s Kane. There was an accident on the set. He was hurt during a fight scene. It’s serious, Kaitlyn.”


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Monday, July 13, 2020

Medieval Monday: White Rose of Avalon Final Excerpt #medmonspring20

Welcome to the final day of Medieval Monday. This snippet is the ending to my excerpt from White Rose of Avalon.

Do you like captivating, passionate historical fantasy featuring King Arthur, Gwenhwyfar, Merlin, Nimue, Morgaine, and Lancelot? Inspired by The Mists of Avalon, this sensual retelling of the Arthurian romances brings these legendary characters to life.
Destiny cannot be altered.
With Britannia falling to the Saxon hordes, Morgaine, Queen of the Faeries, has no choice but to make a pact with the Christian monks. She promises to give them a High King who will unite the Britons against the Saxons if he takes a queen from the faery realm. Morgaine hopes this will restore the Goddess faith and return Avalon to its rightful place. She sends Lancelot to guard the future High King, but when a love potion falls into the wrong hands, all seems lost.
Gwenhwyfar is the only hope for the future, but betrayal, revenge, and forbidden love surround her, all of which could send both Britannia and Avalon into ruins.

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Excerpt snippet #11-Final

The familiar, deep masculine voice sent pleasant shivers throughout her body. She opened her eyes. “Lancelot!”
He was not wearing his armor or carrying his weapons. Warmth bloomed inside. That meant he was staying at least for the night.
He plopped down next to her and stroked her long black hair. “I have missed you so.”

Tuesday, July 07, 2020

Passion and betrayal in ancient Greece, The Bear Goddess #MFRWsteam

Welcome to the MFRW steamy blog hop. Enjoy!

 The Bear Goddess: Book 1: The Arcadia Series by [Kelley Heckart, Nicole Zoltack]

Do you like Greek myths with a twist?

Callisto is the nymph who betrayed Artemis. This is her story.

Callisto, the daughter of the great Arcadian King Lycaon and the nymph Maia, has taken a sacred vow of purity, forsaking all others for Artemis, and attains the revered position of Bear Goddess among the nymphs. When she meets Kasin, a follower of Zeus and her sworn enemy, her life is shattered.

Kasin is a centaur prince and one of few who can take human shape. Despite having sworn allegiance to Zeus, he saves the life of one of Artemis’s nymphs. He is torn between his love for Callisto and his duty to his people and his god.

When their secret, forbidden connection is exposed, and they make their escape, danger and betrayal follow Kasin and Callisto. To survive, they must evade a god obsessed with having Callisto for himself, as well as others who also want to keep them apart. With a devastating war looming between the centaurs and the nymphs, Callisto must make a difficult choice. To prevent bloodshed and to save an innocent life, she must die.

Excerpt (Rated R)

Despite looking frightened at first, she had given her consent and now she willingly arched her hips to meet Kasin’s thrusts and drive him deeper. Her tightness engulfed him in a warm, soft, heaven-like place. She was like a precious stone only just discovered and polished to a beautiful sheen, untouched by any other man. Her clean, floral scent spoke of her purity and drove his desire.

He stopped himself from ravishing her. He didn’t want to hurt or frighten her, but she surprised him by writhing and capturing him deeper inside of her. Her nails raked against his back in fierce abandon and he let out a satisfying groan. Smiling, he enjoyed the pleasant shiver her boldness produced. She was not as delicate as a flower. In the throes of coupling, she possessed the fierceness of a centauride along with the tenderness he craved in a mate.

Letting go of his hesitation, he took her with passion and force, surrendering to the throes of lovemaking. He delighted in taking her innocence, producing in him a sense of power, and strangely, he had a twinge of affection for her because she trusted him with something so precious to her.

Her body shuddered in the final throes of rutting, her quivers gently milking him, releasing his pent-up lust. Twin tremors racked their bodies. His groans and her strangled cries mingled as one unbridled, passionate sound.

He held her close even after the final shudder had subsided. Gods, he had never experienced such lovemaking. And he had never bedded a virgin. The sense that she belonged to him tightened around him and wouldn’t let go.

Her flushed look of passion turned into a troubled look. “What have I done?” She eased out from under him. “I do not know what kind of enchantment came over me.”

“Do you regret our coupling because I worship Zeus?” He tried to keep the anger out of his voice.

“No.” She sat with her knees drawn up to her chest. “I have taken a vow to serve only Artemis.”

“You seemed to enjoy what I was doing to you.” He savored her scent lingering on his skin, an intoxicating scent that tightened around his loins like an alluring ribbon of mist. He wanted more of her, but he hesitated to reveal his true feelings for her until he knew of her feelings.

“It does not matter. It cannot happen again.”

He shook his head. “How can you deny yourself pleasure?”

“Because the penalty for breaking my vow is death.” Tears glistened in her eyes.

He sat up. Part of him felt some guilt for being party to her disgrace.

“I am no longer worthy of my goddess.” She lowered her head.

He cupped her chin in his hand, compelled to take the risk and reveal a small part of his feelings. “You are worthy to me.” Gazing at her, he conveyed the warmth in his heart with his eyes.


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Kelley Heckart

Otherworldly tales steeped in myth, magic & romance.









Monday, July 06, 2020

Medieval Monday: Night of the Owl by Judith Sterling

Welcome to Medieval Monday. This week's snippet is from Night of the Owl by Judith Sterling. Enjoy!

True love transcends time.

PhD student Ardyth Nightshade has renounced men and pursues her twentieth-century career with single-minded focus. When fate whisks her to medieval England, she meets her match in a man whose passions mirror her own. Can she sacrifice ambition for a love she never sought?
Hugh, Lord Seacrest confounds all who know him. He refuses to marry without a meeting of minds and hearts, and no lady has even approached his ideal…until Ardyth. But she's an odd one, with unique skills, shocking habits, and total conviction she needs no man. She also harbors secrets, and in the midst of rumors, plots, and murder, trust is fragile.
A woman outside of her time. A man ahead of his. They must take a leap of faith to forge a bond that will shape history.

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Snippet #10

He dropped the blade of grass and sat up. “Now you must tell me…how did you know to look for me in the cave last night?”
She bit her luscious lower lip, then gave him a curt nod, as if she’d reached a decision. “Very well, I’ll tell you. Bertram told us you mentioned the granary after reading the note, so we went thither. The owl you and I saw earlier was still there. I don’t know what made me do it, but I asked him for help. And then, as I stared into his eyes, I got an answer. ʼTwas as if he planted the words in my mind: ‘the sea cave…go by way of the secret passage.’”
“You actually heard a voice?”
“ʼTis woodness, I know, but I swear to you, I heard a male voice. Now that I think of it, it almost sounded like…no. That’s impossible.”

Follow along next week on Judith’s blog: https://judithmarshallauthor.com/blog/

Wednesday, July 01, 2020

Book Review: NIGHTSHIFTER: A Werewolf Thriller #bookreviews

I gave this five stars on Amazon. 

NIGHTSHIFTER: A Werewolf Thriller (Book 1 of 5) by [L.E. Horn]

A thrilling ride.

This story by L.E. Horn kept my attention from the first page and had me sitting on the edge of my seat with its twists and turns.  Written in first person POV, the writing style was engaging. I loved the main character, Liam,  a veterinarian who becomes immersed in the world of werewolves. Danger lurks in this new world Liam has stumbled upon, but I don't want to give away any spoilers. I love how the author went into believable detail about how werewolves (wulfan) transform. There was also some romance and sexual tension that I liked in this story. I found a new favorite author. Highly recommended if you like thrilling werewolf stories.

Monday, June 29, 2020

Medieval Monday: Love Will Find You: The Knights of Berwyck, A Quest Through Time (Book Four) By Sherry Ewing

Welcome to Medieval Monday. This week's snippet is from Love Will Find You: The Knights of Berwyck, A Quest Through Time (Book 4) by Sherry Ewing. Enjoy!


Sometimes a moment is all we have…

Ella Fitzpatrick is a woman with a secret. As she comes and goes from Berwyck Castle, seeking refuge within its gates, she yearns to be reunited with the one for whom she crossed time from the twenty-first century. She has lived another lifetime in the twelfth century waiting for the date of their reunion and it is almost upon her. But how could she have known the man she believes she loves is not the person she needs?

Killian of Clan MacLaren has been infatuated with Ella for many a year but has guarded his heart, knowing her affection lies with another. When Ella must flee Berwyck, Killian vows to escort her to her encounter with destiny. But passion flares between them and there is no doubt the bond they have is far greater than either of them expected.

Their time together is running out. Killian has a decision to make that might give him and Ella a future together. If you could change someone’s past, would you seize the moment?

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Week 9 Excerpt

He gave a nod and continued to steer his horse towards the trees. Relief flooded through Ella. She had the distinct feeling she would not be able to handle a deep conversation with Killian right now. Each time he gazed upon her, her heart leapt almost as though they could see into each other’s souls. Such a revelation was not comforting when Ella continued to try to remind herself her heart belonged to another. Or did it? She rubbed at her eyes feeling the beginnings of a migraine.

They rode deeper into the forest longer than Ella would hope but finally Killian pulled on the reins, halting the animal beneath them. Night had now fallen, but Ella was used to the dark, for she had concealed herself for many a year by using little to no light. She had not survived as long as she had by not adjusting to her surroundings and her need to remain hidden, not only from her son, but from those who roamed the countryside and would physically harm her if they came upon her.

Did you miss week eight? Find it on Jenna Jaxon’s blog here: http://jennajaxon.wordpress.com
Join Sherry next week for another excerpt on Bambi Lynn’s blog here: https://bambilynnblog.wordpress.com