RAPID PULSE: Author Spotlight’s Damon by @Élianne Adams #PreOrder #99c #Hetero #SameSex #KU #PNR #Dragons #Shifters
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Ava Garamond doesn’t want a mate—she needs one. If she doesn’t get herself, and her siblings, away from their father, they’ll all end up dead. Left with little choice after her pack turns their backs on them, she joins the Citadel, giving up her rights to choose her mate to ensure their safety.
Forced into finding a mate by a senile elder who holds way too much power, Damon McCrae enters the Citadel of the Chosen. His dragon wants more than a warm and willing body, it wants its fated, but time has run out. Leaving without a mate wasn’t an option. He’s resigned himself to a half-hearted mating, but when seeing a woman shoved to the ground has him seeing red, and his blood pumping hot in his veins, hope flares to life. Maybe finding a mate at the Citadel wouldn’t be so bad after all.
“I wonder,” he said in a voice low enough for only the beautiful female on the station before him to hear, “how quiet you can be.”
He unbuttoned his shirt, pulled it off, and hung it on the handle protruding from his mate’s platform. Taking a deep breath, he expanded the area between his shoulder blades, allowing his wings to push through. When he was done releasing them, he brought them around himself, encompassing the station, shielding his mate from prying eyes. No other had the right to see her from this moment on. He fingered the satiny material of her blindfold at her temple, and she gasped. Soon, he’d remove even that small barrier keeping her from him.
“Can you? Be quiet, that is?” he asked her as he trailed the tip of one finger down from her collarbone to the tip of her breast. A needy whimper slipped past her lips.
“You need to come, don’t you? I’m shielding you from sight. You may answer my questions by nodding.”
She nibbled on her bottom lip for a second, then gave him the nod he was looking for.
“If I touch you, do you promise that you won’t utter a single sound? Can you keep from crying out?” Damon didn’t want to make her wait—hell, he didn’t want to, either, but pummelling every male still in attendance for having heard his woman’s pleasure wouldn’t bode well for him. It might even nullify his contract—something he could not allow.
She hesitated, then nodded again.
“Good.” He lowered his head and flicked her nipple with his tongue. Her back arched from the platform, but nothing more. Not a sigh, not a whimper, not a moan. Perfect. For now. “As much as I want to draw this out, it’s safest if we get out of here as soon as you’re released, so I’m going to make this quick. Remember your promise.”
She nodded again and released the lip she’d been worrying between her teeth as he slid his fingers between her folds. Slick and ready, her pussy quivered under his touch. It wouldn’t take much to send her flying over the edge. He stroked along her clit on one side, then the other before flicking across it. Her body tensed, and her fingers tightened around the posts she clung to until her knuckles turned white, but she remained silent.
He needed to feel her come apart, not just watch the abridged version his position would allow. With a moan, he slid two fingers into her, then used his thumb to circle and press onto her clit. Her breathing quickened, and she drew a sharp, silent breath, then as quietly as could be, her body clamped around his fingers, squeezing them in her tight grip as she came for him.
A fresh wave of her juices coated his fingers, and he wished he could start all over again, but not in the arena. He hadn’t considered the heady scent he’d just released from her, or the fact that other males now had the opportunity to take it in. The tension in his chest escalated at the thought. Already, the bond forging between the dragon and its mate was like a steel cord wrapped around his soul, connecting him to her, and her to him. He had to get her out of there before the beast lost control. What the hell was taking Edmond so long?
been looking forward to this interview for a while. This is such a great set, I
just want to shout about it off the rooftops, but since I’m not likely to climb
up there, this is the next best thing. 😉
did you come to writing?
writing) back in 2011. My husband and I were sitting on the couch having one of
those introspective conversations that couples sometimes do when he turned to
me and asked: “If there was anything you always dreamed of doing, but never got
around to, what would it be?”
having dreamed of writing a romance novel once when I was just a teen. I’d
managed to get the first chapter or two written, and when it got hard, I put it
away and never got back to it.
very simple: “So, what’s stopping you now?”
he repeated the question. I shrugged it off and said “Because I’m a nurse, not an
gave me “the look”. You all know what look I’m talking about. He went on to say
that it would be a shame to one day look back at my life and wonder if I ever
could have followed my dream and finished a novel. Well, nineteen books later,
I guess I managed not too bad.
mind for a long time. Not a fully fleshed idea, but more of a couple of scenes
(the arena scene being one of them), that just wouldn’t go away. When I came
upon this opportunity to write a little naughtier, I decided to write a new
story for it, and I just had to get it in there. The rest just kind of came to
me. Of course, many of my books involve dragon shifters, so this was a no
freedom it gives. I love letting my creative side loose and get the stories
that are swimming in my head to come out. Along with that, meeting all the
great people out there who have the same interests that I do…romance.
Connecting with readers has to be at the very top of the list for me. I love
hearing from fans, and always welcome e-mails or messages on Facebook.
an author spends alone. Writing is a very solitary endeavor, and although it is
definitely worth it, it can be daunting at times. That’s probably why I love
interacting with my fellow authors and the readers so much.
day. Sometimes I get it from people watching, other times just from noticing
the world around me. A beautiful locale, or an event, and the ideas start to
flow. Would you believe I actually have a folder on my computer called “Plot
Bunnies Gone Wild”? Yep…and it’s always getting fed new ideas. I swear, one
day, I’ll get to them all.
around him, but he was a dragon, and he didn’t share his treasures. Not touches
or sounds. And she would be making plenty of noise once he got her alone.
nostrils, making his cock jump. If it weren’t for the fact that he wanted to
fill her body with his seed, marking every part of her with his scent, he might
have lost control entirely and come like a fucking youngling just by witnessing
heroine’s 12 year old brother, Marc:
the high bed, his gaze deadly serious. He took a deep breath and puffed out his
little chest. “I may be small, but I will eviscerate you if you hurt her,” he
my hubby is sitting right next to me, I’ll just ask him what he thinks. Hang on
well rounded…(now he’s laughing nervously like he’s going to get in trouble for
saying the wrong thing. lol). He went on with a bunch of other things, but
honestly, I was laughing too much and now I don’t remember what he said. Maybe
I should give myself an ego boost more often by popping these questions at him
from time to time.
can’t stress that enough. Reviews can make (or break a story, and sometimes an
author if they are particularly brutal). If a reader loves a story, and leaves
a kind word, it can be all the motivation that the author who is feeling run
down needs to keep plugging along. Writing is a solitary job. We spend so much
time at our computers, but when we hear from fans, or read some positive reviews,
it makes it all worthwhile.
Like in “Real Life”
anything but writing sexy stories?
things I do when I’m not at my computer that doesn’t revolve around writing. My
absolute favorite thing to do is spending time with my family and friends. I
don’t get to do it nearly enough, but just this past week, I took a much needed
breaks and did just that. Believe me when I tell you that it replenished my
soul, and I’m feeling more relaxed than I have in years. I went on a road trip
and visited a castle. I took a ton of pictures as inspiration, so, yay! We went
to an amusement, and I pushed myself way beyond my comfort zone. Then I topped
off my week with some camping. Now that is my idea of Heaven.
dragons. I love them. So, it comes as no surprise that many of my books,
including Damon, revolve around dragon shifters. I have three fleshed out
series that are still works in progress.
phoenix, gryphon shifters, and even a jaguar. If you like your romance with a
heavy dose of darkness, then this series is for you. Flickering Light, a short
story prequel to the first full length novel is free for anyone who joins my
newsletter. (shameless plug here)
Dragon Blood series. This one features…you guessed it, sexy as sin dragons!
called my Dark Wolves series. You didn’t think I only did dragons, did you?
This one is a four story series, and (spoiler alert) it’s a spin off from my
Avalore series. If you like furry heroes who love their heroines with an unrivaled ferocity, then you won’t want to miss this one.
yourself that you would like readers to know what would it be?
like for people to know is that I’m a person just like anyone else. It’s so
easy for people to kind of put people on a pedestal, and to be honest, I’m no
more worthy of being up there than anyone else. Sure, I write and entertain
people, but at the end of the day, I snuggle my kids, kiss my husband, and love
people just the same as everyone else. I have fears and doubts, just like you.
I worry about the future of the planet, cry at sad movies, as well as sad
stories (love those stories, btw) if the author is good with expressing
people to have more compassion and understanding for one another and what we
all go through. My views may or may not align with everyone else’s one hundred
percent of the time, but that doesn’t negate the other person’s views or mine
for that matter. Neither does it make either side “less than”. We’re all just
trying to make the best of the short time we have on this beautiful earth.
interview and to all the readers out there who have taken the time to
read my rambling answers. lol Without all of you, none of this is worth a
darned thing, so, thanks!
About the Author:
Self-proclaimed tropical princess, Élianne Adams has no idea how she came to be born and live in snowy Ontario, Canada. She has always enjoyed curling up with a good book and a warm blanket. Even before she really knew what love was, she dreamed of writing her own happily ever after stories. It wasn’t until her very own hero encouraged her to follow her lifelong dream that she began putting the words begging to be told onto the page. When she isn’t reading or writing, Élianne can be found spending time with her husband, three children and pets.
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