Doing things a bit different this Wednesday! Instead of a WIP I'm sharing with you all my new release Roy's Jaguar, Cherry Matchmaking Agency 1. This wonderful book, which is also my first MPreg, was released today, February 28th and can be purchased on Bookstrand.com exclusively for the next 4-6 weeks. It is also on sale at 10% off for the next week!
Roy’s life takes a turn for the bizarre when he finds himself in a coma after a car accident and must make a deal with Cupid to return to his body. He’s a virgin with a connection to the supernatural, which makes him a prime candidate for what Cupid has in mind. The god wants Roy to mate with a jaguar shifter and have the man’s children.
Nexus, the Regulus of his clan, has been given a deadline to find a mate or be challenged for his position. Desperate, he turns to Cupid and the Cherry Matchmaking Agency to do so. He’s already had to kill one close friend for the title he now holds, and he doesn’t want to have to kill another.
Roy and Nexus’s life together gets off to a rocky start that isn’t getting smoother anytime soon. Someone is plotting to remove Nexus from power, and they plan to use Roy and their unborn babies as leverage to do so. Can Nexus keep Roy and his unborn children safe amongst the danger surrounding them?
Nexus had never been so insulted and amused at any point in his life. This tiny slip of a man was standing before him, fists balled, and glaring daggers up at him and calling him pussy cat. The human certainly had guts, for such a tiny fellow.
“Nexus, this is Roy Veiga. Roy, this is Nexus, your future husband.”
“We’ll be wed tomorrow,” Nexus said. No point in delaying the inevitable. If Cupid said this human was his, then he was.
“I repeat,” Roy snapped, “fuck you, pussy cat! Like hell I’m going to marry some pompous, egotistical feline that doesn’t even try to get to know someone before passing judgment!”
Judgment? When had he passed judgment on Roy? Nexus frowned as he thought back to a few moments ago. Nope, he hadn’t said anything even remotely like judgment. “I have done no such thing.”
“Him?” Roy’s tone was sarcastic and dripping with righteous disdain.
Realization dawned, and Nexus couldn’t keep himself from smirking. Seemed his destined was a prickly guy. He’d have to remember that.
“Okay, that’s enough,” Cupid interjected before Nexus could defend his actions. “Nexus, Roy hasn’t even been properly interviewed or informed of your situation. You can’t just drag him off to be married, completely blind of what he’s getting into.”
“Fine, then you have thirty-six hours,” Nexus said, running his hand through his hair. He needed to get it trimmed. “Bring him up to speed, and I’ll be back to collect him then.”
“You aren’t collecting anything,” Roy growled. “And I have a fucking name!”
“You’re a prickly one, aren’t you?” Nexus mused. “No matter.” Reaching out, he drew Roy to him and leaned down so he could take a deep breath of his mate’s scent. “Claiming you will be all the more fun this way.”
The tremble that passed up and down Roy’s body was the perfect answer to Nexus’s teasing. Yeah, this human was going to be delicious. No, Roy wasn’t just some human. He was Nexus’s human. His mate. Damn, the knowledge that he’d finally have someone to spend his long life with was making him a bit lightheaded.
“Hands off.” Cupid pushed him away. “There will be none of that until Roy has given his consent! I run a clean agency, not a sex shop.”
“Just get him ready,” Nexus demanded. With one final appraising look over Roy’s body, who just flipped him off in return, he left the office and headed down in the elevator. He still had much to do today, and now he needed to add finding an officiate to that list who could wed him and his mate tomorrow.
Happy Birthday Fluffy!
To celebrate a great woman, and friend to many authors, I’m presenting this amazing woman’s pick for this Friday’s Author Spotlight. In honor of Fluffy I bring you Lyssa Samuels' works.
Mondays: Free post days where I post about anything I feel like talking about.