Hi Everyone,
February started off great. I was really into a new bookabout reincarnation that had me in tears a few times. I wrote it in two weeksand that turned into Reborn to Darkness which was picked up by Amira Press. Didedits on Fae Dreams with Rebel Ink Press that will be out later this spring.And then I got sick. The bane of an author's existence. The cold I had knockedme out of really writing anything for a week and a half. But that's okaybecause I had more edits to do. The DH was sick too, but that turned out to beallergies. Now we are both right as rain and I'm looking forward to a rockingmonth.
Not much planned for March in the way of cons or bigprojects. Although I do have two scheduled releases that are planned, PassionFur Three with AmiraPress and Smoke Jumpers: Storm Riders 2 with Sugarand Spice Press.
Working on a new M/M book about an Egyptian Lion God and hisdevoted priest. There is no title yet, but so far it isn't going as planned.But that isn't nothing new. After that will be The Dragon and His Houseboy 2. Anew cast of characters will appear, but the old ones will put in their twocents as well. From there the plan is to work on the next book in the Fur world(ThreeFur All, PassionFur Three). I have a good idea of where I want to go with the book and I'llbe combining this book with characters from ACat For All. I hadn't planned on that originally, but the charactersstarted talking to me about another book so we shall see how they fit intoplot.
After that anything goes.
Read below for some sneak peeks.
Hope you all have a great month.
Dark BlessingsCrymsyn
Updates:
PassionFur Three -  available on March 2nd.Smoke Jumpers: Storm Riders 2 – Will beavailable on March 10th.
Currently Reading/Read:
The Tunnels by Michelle GagnonrTheGirl with the Dragon Tattoo by Stieg LarssonBridgetJones's Diary by Helen FieldingVampireShift by Tim O'RourkeTheExodus Gate by Stephen Zimmer
Movies watched/plan on:
Feast 1,2,3 : If you loveMonsters and just crazy stuff happening I recommend the trilogy. It's great ifyou need something to get your mind off your troubles.
Final Destination5- Clever ways to kill people. I like the Final Destination movies. Hubby hadonly seen one of them and he enjoyed it too.
Tucker and Dale vs. Evil-Awesome movie if you want comedy and gore.
Music:
Nothing new onthe music front this month. Just my favorites have been on the playlist.
Concrete BlondeType O NegativeThe BanglesMadonna
Smoke Jumpers –M/M/F  Callin and Alonzo are lovers and Storm Riders.  One night, Callin saves Merin from a ragingforest fire. Not able to resist the spark between them, he finds himself in herarms.
Alonzo walks in on Merin kissing Callin and drives her from the house.He forbids Callin to see her again. All the while, Callin is investigatingrogue forest fires. Merin gets dragged to Alonzo's shop by her best friend. Heapologizes to her and invites her back to their place for dinner. At once,their mutual passion blazes between all three of them.
Meanwhile, their commander tells them to ditch Merin and for Callin todiscover whose setting the unscheduled fires before the angels notice. If theangels get involved, all of them will be punished.  Will Callin find whose lighting the infernosor will the angels get to it first?

Excerpt: He sighed. Hispartner would have to wait. He hefted the unconscious woman over the horse'sback and grabbed her pack. With a graceful leap, he settled onto the horse andwrapped his arm around her waist. He wound his free hand into the horse's mane."Can you get us home please so I can take care of her?"     The horse snorted and began running towardthe fire. As he did, he also burst into flames. Atop the horse, the Rider andthe woman were unaffected by the combustion. On his steed, he was invisible toany human passing by and going faster than any man-made vehicle. Inferno was amystical mount who had chosen Callin when he took the position as Rider fiftyyears ago. It was his job to control firestorms whenever they broke out. He andhis fellow Rider, Alonzo, were only two of the Riders who controlled theelemental storms. After a few minutes, Inferno halted near a house they sharedin the middle of the woods, up on a mountain away from civilization. Alonzo andhe wanted to be away from things just in case they lost their temper. It woulddo them no good if their neighbor's house caught on fire when they had aquarrel. He slid off the horse and carefully picked up the woman. Infernosnorted but didn't comment when he brought her into the house. He waited forsome witty retort from the elemental, but got nothing. He dropped the woman'spack on the floor. Alonzo greeted him at the door.     The other Rider gave him a questioning lookwhich he ignored. He pushed past him went through the kitchen and settled thewoman on the couch in the living room. "Can you get me some water please?"     Alonzo reappeared with a cup of water and awet cloth from the kitchen. He leaned against the door frame arms crossed overhis chest and motioned to the woman on the couch. "Where in the hell did youfind her?"     Callin glanced up into the honey coloredeyes of the other Rider. His toned chest and defined arms were visible underthe sleeveless plaid shirt he wore unbuttoned. His blue jeans were worn at theknees and a little too tight, hinting at what was underneath waiting to beunleashed. Peeling his gaze away from his lover, he began dabbing the wet clothon her face to wipe away the black soot. Her hair was filled with bits of ashand her clothes were ruined. Her jeans were scorched where she'd jumped throughthe fire. He ran his hand down her cheek feeling the softness of her flesh. Somuch different than touching Alonzo's rough one.     "She was at a campsite in the forest. I waswalking to clear my head and I noticed a fire had sprung up. She was in themiddle of it. I couldn't let her burn." He shivered at the memory of firelicking against his flesh so long ago. The memory was so vivid it still madehim wince.     "Cal,you should've left her. We could get into trouble."     He gritted his teeth. "She doesn't knowanything. I wasn't on a job. How many times are we going to have thisconversation? I do my job when we're not riding the flames. I've saved others'lives and nothing's happened. Besides, you didn't leave me."     The other Rider sighed. "That wasdifferent. I needed a partner. Events happened and the timing was right. Youwere too adorable to lose. Hey, what happened to that cross I gave you?"     Callin touched his neck only to find thenecklace was gone. "Must have fallen off when I went to rescue her. Sheprobably grabbed it. I'll look for it after."      "You'd better."      He wiped the rest of the grime off thewoman's flesh. Her skin was tanned underneath the soot. Her heart shaped facehad smoothed out in her unconsciousness. Her even breathing said she was goingto be out of it for a while. Callin pressed his hand against her forehead andclosed his eyes. The healing gift he'd inherited from his mother flowed throughhim to the woman. He took a quick stock of her condition and her injuries.Everything was minor and she was sleeping peacefully. The flames that hadconsumed her pant legs hadn't done any damage to her flesh. Coming back to himselfleft him slightly dizzy. His mother and grandmother had been laying on handsfaith healers from the turn of the century through the depression. He'dinherited a minor level of the first. He stood up and shrugged off his coat andpants. He felt Alonzo's gaze burning into his back watching his every move. Attimes he didn't understand the possessiveness his partner felt for him. Theywere lovers, but sometimes the hovering got to him. That's why he'd gone outfor air tonight.     Earlier in the evening, they had gotteninto an argument over something minor about redoing their kitchen. Alonzodidn't want a new stove, but Callin wanted to focus more on his cooking becausehe would have to change jobs soon. He needed some air to clear his head. Alonzoknew how much he loved fighting fires and soon he would have to give that upfor a while due to their particular lifestyle.     A warm hand touched his shoulder lightly."I'm sorry. It's not up to me to say if she should live or die, but did you have to bring her here?"     Callin turned and caressed his lover'sface. Alonzo turned his cheek into his palm. The other Rider's eyes beggedforgiveness. Alonzo's hand slid over the top of his and interlaced theirfingers. His other hand trailed down his back and rested on the top of his ass."Fuck. You really know how to lay on the guilt trip. Giving me those puppy dogeyes." He captured the other man's lips in a rough, sloppy kiss. Running hishand over Alonzo's crotch, he felt his dick stir from the attention.     Alonzo sucked on his lower lip beforebreaking the kiss and then grabbing a handful of his ass. "We've been togetherlong enough I know what gets you hot. I'm sorry about our argument earlier. Youknow how I get when it comes to changing things up. I'm stubborn that way."     A burning pain shot through his skin wherehis lover touched him. The fire raced along his veins and made him buckforward. Sweat broke out on his forehead from the sudden rise in his bodytemperature. His partner knew better than to get anything started while thewoman was on the couch. Callin wasn't sure when she would awake. Another shotof heat curled around his insides. Alonzo's hand left his face and began toyingwith the zipper of his jeans.     "I know you are. 'lonzo ,you aren't makingthis easy for me."     The other Rider batted his long eyelashes.He hated that Alonzo knew how to work him over so easily. One smoldering lookfrom under those droopy lids of his made his mouth water. Callin's cock shiftedgetting harder the more Alonzo played around. His hand now ran the length ofthe seam along his crotch barely touching the material, but Callin could feelthe heat from his flesh as he used a little bit of his power to entice him.     "I never make this easy for you. Besides Iwant to wrap my lips around your dick and make you scream," he breathed intohis ear.

Reborn to Darkness-  M/F
 When Sorin's belovedTatiana dies, so does his heart. Four hundred years pass and Sorin rescuesNicolette from a pack of hungry werewolves. But there's something familiarabout her that he can't shake and for the first time in four centuries hisheart stirs.                                   Nicolette can't banishSorin from her mind. She has feelings and dreams about him she can't place.Before they can fully realize their strange connection, an old enemy from thepast reemerges. He will do anything to possess Nicolette even turn her into awerewolf. Sorin must stop him or risk losing the woman he loves forever.
Excerpt:
Sorin knocked on the bathroomdoor. The radio was turned down and Nicolette appeared at the door wrapped in atowel. Her hair was slightly tangled, but it was damp. The scent of thelavender in the shampoo and the cranberry in the soap clung to her skin andtresses made his mouth water. He swept his gaze over her body and his eyessettled on the swells of her breasts. Water droplets clung to the curve of hershoulder. One slid down and dropped into the hollow between her breasts. Hisgums tingled with the thought of tasting her. His cock tightened at the idea ofsliding between her milky thighs and feeling them wrapped around him.            "Areyou okay?" she whispered. The fear in her voicesnapped him out of his daze. Sorin shook his head and then clamped down on hiscontrol. His throat suddenly went dry when he met her wide brown eyes. "I-I'm fine.It's just been a while and…""I understand. I neverthought I'd want to be with anyone after Tristan, but here I am.""I bought some things.I wasn't sure if you needed them or not. I set them on the counter in thekitchen.""Thanks. I'll look atthem later. You don't happen to have a brush.""In my bedroom. I'llgo get it."She grabbed his wristand stopped him. "Maybe you could help me with the tangles. If you don't mind."A smile tugged on thecorners of his lips despite how he tried to hide his nervousness. "I canoblige."He led her into hisbedroom and grabbed the brush on his dresser. In the past he had always watchedTatiana brush her hair, but she always kept it short. Nicolette had hair thatflowed down her back like melted chocolate. She scooted onto the bed and hestood behind her. He gripped the brush handle and heard the plastic groan fromthe force of his grip. Sorin tried to relax, took a section of her hair, andlightly pulled the brush through it. The wetness of the strands clung to hisfingers and showered the bed with little droplets of water, but he didn't care.He pulled the brushed through another few tendrils and his fingers brushedalong her nape. The heat of her skin burned him."I won't break. Youcan pull harder." She turned and looked at him.He nodded and workedon the side of her hair closest to her neck. From his vantage point, he saw thebeautiful line of her shoulder and her collarbone that effortlessly moved intothe swell of her right breast. The brush dropped from his fingers and hit thecarpet. Sorin pushed the hair from her throat and placed a light kiss rightunder her ear."I hunger for you,Nicolette. I hunger for your body and your blood. You know what I am, but canyou accept me truly?" His fangs broke through his gums, drawn out by the sweetpromise of her blood.Even though he hadwatched her for the past month making sure she was protected, being so close toher, had drummed up fantasies of slicing into her throat. It had driven hishunger to a maddening state that he was feeding every other night just to keepit in check because he desired her so much. He trailed is finger over herjugular vein, feeling the pulsing warmth just beneath the smooth skin.Nicolette turned and met his gaze. In her eyes, he saw the fear of what she wasrelenting to, but also the excitement and the acceptance. Her skin was flushedwith the anticipation of their joining and it only added to his exhilaration. "I'm not afraid ofyou, Sorin." Nicolette placed a hand on his face and drew him to her lips. Herkiss was full of a hunger all its own as their mouths met and caressed oneanother. She bit his lip and tugged on it before letting him go. She took in adeep breath and then angled her head.Sorin leaned closerand placed his lips on her throat, tasting her skin. The soap had a salty tangto it along with the bitter flavor of the cranberry added to it. He draped hisleft arm over her left shoulder and slid his fingers over her collarbone. Sorinswiped his tongue over the column of her neck until he found the perfect placeto bite. Her pulse throbbed against his lips. The warmth was there and it was allhis for the taking. His teeth grew to their full length and with one quickbite, trying not to hurt her, he punctured her throat.Nicolette's backarched when he bit her. Sorin held her to him, resting his palm over her heart.A passionate cry escaped her throat. Her blood rushed over his tongue and thendown his throat. Her memories swam through his mind. They were too overwhelmingfor him to focus on. But her emotions were sharp. In them he sensed his belovedand Nicolette. There was also the sadness of her recent loss. He understood ithad also affected her soul too. Her hands clutched his. The blood he took inwas beyond anything he had ever tasted before. There was power in it andlonging. The flavor of copper and the slight tang of something else he couldn'tdescribe. It took everything he had to pull away from the fount so he couldfocus on the woman on the bed.He swiped his tongueover the wounds and then unwound from Nicolette so he could see how she wasdoing. Sorin sat on the bed and looked at her. Her eyes were closed. Her chestrose and fell, drawing in several breaths. The wounds stood out on her palethroat. He touched her cheek."Are you okay?"Nicolette opened hereyes. "I'm fine. That was amazing. Nothing that I've experienced before." Shebit her lip and then started to undo her towel."Are you sure aboutthis?" Sorin asked.