It's that time of year again when the weather is finally warming up in my neck of the woods. We start to grill out, get some fresh air, and start thinking about activities outside that don't involve ten layers of clothing.Aside from making s'mores, I enjoy just being outside and watching the world go by. Before the bugs come out of hiding, and after the sun has moved off center of blazing down on my porch. I said I like outside, but that doesn't mean I like slathering in sunscreen and bugspray.
In just a few weeks, Love's a Witch (Hart Clan Hybrids #2) will be available in print! (Psst...if you click the link on the title Samhain Publishing has the paperback on sale for a limited time!)
I'm working on a few other projects at the moment, but I've started to notice a theme. My couples seem to have trouble finding a bed. I've got campfire sex, treehouse sex, sex in an attic...and a few other places that seem to be completely mattress free.
Some might say that's not realistic, but I'd like to remind you, my characters have mind control and shape-shifting abilities. They can have sex outside, and in rooms without beds, if they want to.
I've also been doing a lot of research on how people all over the place make due with what they've got.
There are endless articles about how to find the perfect position in specific small spaces, what positions work best in small spaces in general, and even articles about the fact that YES, even if you live in a small house, romance is possible.
So if you see a book that makes you just a wee bit skeptical...remember, people have been getting hot and heavy in small spaces for centuries. Flexibility and creativity are traits to be admired. I hope you find my Hart Clan Hybrids...admirable. ;p
Happy Summer! And Happy Reading!
~Roxy
You can’t outrun love, especially when it runs on four legs.
Hart Clan Hybrids, Book 2
Since a very real set of vampire fangs sank into her arm, Mary Fields has accepted that she’s part of a magical world where all her dreams and visions finally make sense.
As she journeys to find a Wiccan mentor who’ll help her get a handle on her new powers, she clings to the one relic from her former life—a sketchpad. She also tries to ignore the red mating aura she’s beginning to see around her only companion on the trip—the hottie she used to read to at the library.
Mary’s readings were once a fun distraction from the cruel joke the supernatural world played on Craig Hart. He’s supposed to protect her from vampires out to make her their personal blood supply, yet he can’t bring himself to keep his paws off.
As Mary digs deep for the inner strength to protect herself, one stumble off her magical path sends her straight into Craig’s arms. Where love burns…but so does a truth that could turn that red mating aura into a river of blood.
Product Warnings
This book contains outdoor sex without the benefit of bug spray, and erotic biting that could result in involuntary eruptions of fur.
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