After winning the rights to publish Simply Irresistible back from the publisher, I made countless changes to the original manuscript, including renaming it LIAM. The biggest difference between the first and second editions is an epilogue that wasn’t part of the original story.
For those who read the early version, this is a bonus peek at Liam and Tiana after the events that happened in Simply Irresistible.
A warning for those who’ve never read either LIAM or the earlier edition, Simply Irresistible the post script scenes contain spoilers.
Click here to read the epilogue
Posted by Evanne @ 11:28 am |
Another snippet from Liam:
The eastern sky lightened through the edge of the drawn drapes with the faint, tarnished-silver glow that foretold another winter dawn.
Liam snuggled back into bed and tunneled under the soft cotton of one of his tee shirts to caress his wife’s softer skin. Careful not to wake her, he freed one arm then the other. The material bunched at the base of her neck. He nuzzled one plump breast, absorbing the delicious feminine scent that was hers alone before retrieving the padded leather cuffs he’d stashed under the bed yesterday. Working with smooth efficiency, he fastened and tested the restraints, anchoring her wrists to the headboard and her ankles to the footboard without disturbing his sleeping beauty. Satisfied she was securely bound, he removed the wadded shirt and burrowed his scruffy face into her neck.
“Hi there.” Tiana’s lips curved into a smile she reserved just for him and her lashes lifted revealing a sliver of sleepy eyes. She tried to reach for him.
“What the—” She twisted, trying to free her arms.
He settled on his side, head propped on one elbow, waiting for her realize how thoroughly she was restrained.
Her eyes widened in surprise then her breath caught on a hitch and the delicate vein on her temple pulsed faster. Her dear expression softened and the sweet, musky scent of feminine arousal intensified.
He fucking loved the way she responded to his need for control.
Liam closed the distance between them, capturing her lips with his. She opened for him, eagerly encouraging his possession as his tongue tangled with hers and he explored every part his wife’s silky mouth.
When he ended the kiss, her gorgeous breasts rose and fell rapidly. He traced the light flush warming her pale skin from her dark hairline to her beaded nipples.
“I want to touch you too, Sir.” She writhed beneath his fingertips.
“Later, pet. This morning I’m in a mood to tease and taste you.”
“Of course, Master.”
The sweet words tugged on his dominant heart.
He sipped, nibbled, and licked his way from her beautiful face, along the side of her throat, to her collarbone and down her sternum before teasing the undersides of her lush
breasts. They’d grown larger and more sensitive with each child—a bonus he savored.
Pleasing himself he palmed the generous globes pressing them together and nipped the taut, dusky rose nipples.
Tiana moaned softly, arching closer.
He pulled back from the tightened tips and then lapped at them, denying her the strong suckle she craved.
“Please what?” He abandoned her sensitized breasts. “Tell me what you want, clamps?”
Posted by Evanne @ 4:00 am |
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Posted by Evanne @ 11:59 pm |
Liam caught Kyle’s attention and beckoned him over. He got a chin dip in acknowledgement as his brother made his way through the guests. Since finally graduating, he’d stepped up and shouldered at least half of the heavy lifting necessary to keep Sterling Enterprises rolling along like a well-oiled tank. His willing assumption of responsibility freed him up to be a husband and father in more than just name.
He didn’t begrudge a minute spent taking care of his brothers, but fatherhood the second time around was so much better. For one thing he wasn’t a teenager taking on single parenthood, plus Tiana by his side made all the difference, to say nothing of the immense pleasure involved in impregnating his wife.
Who would’ve guessed my second tour of parenting would be more fun than my first?
“What do you need?” Kyle drilled a finger into his ribs.
“You to take over greeting for a few.”
“Not a problem, where’s your better half?”
“Back from dropping the kids at Uncle Cam’s.” Unless something went wrong. Liam shook off a chill. He was never truly at ease when Tiana was out of sight. However, even a compliant woman balked at wearing a leash 24/7.
“She should be down soon.” Or maybe soonish if I have my way and when it comes to Tiana I always do.
“Did you want her for something in particular?” Liam narrowed his gaze, warning his brother to have a care answering.
“Yeah, I wanted an introduction to the stunning red head.” He tilted his chin toward Kate Stewart, DVM.
“Why, don’t you remember her?”
Kyle studied her profile for a moment. “There is something familiar about her, but I can’t place her and that’s weird. I never forget a beautiful woman.”
“Kate’s kind of a late bloomer.” Liam squinted at the vet’s blurred outline.
“Chunky, freckled Kate Stewart?” he asked in quiet shock.
“The same, all grown up now.” He pulled his glasses out of an inside pocket, slid them on, and brought the rest of the party into focus. Kate wasn’t in Tiana’s class, but then no one was. She did have big hazel eyes, lots of dark red hair, long legs, a great ass, and the breasts to match.
“Who’s she talking to?” Kyle kept his voice low.
“Tom Knight, the other vet working for Doc Hawthorn. He’s been trying to stake a claim for a while now. Not sure he’s met with any success.”
“Who’s the kid with her, her son?” Kyle helped himself to a flute of champagne from a passing tray.
“Teddy, half-brother. You’d know this stuff if you ever spent time with your own hayburners,” he prodded.
“I’ve been busy picking up your slack, besides Bran’s on top of everything.”
“Keep telling yourself that, brat.”
“Vice-president-in-charge-of-your-sorry-ass brat to you, bro.” Kyle swallowed bubbly.
“VP is the best you can hope for.” He crossed to the stairs.
“Hey, when are you coming back?”
“Later.” Liam headed up.
Posted by Evanne @ 10:32 am |
I’ve been a reader longer than I’ve been a writer and it’s still one of my favorite things to do. One of the few downsides to this career is that I can’t read the same genre I’m writing. Since I’m writing an steamy thriller that leaves plenty of choices!
The first romances I read were romantic suspense stories. Now I find little in the category that appeals. Some of the authors I started on still write, but the sameness of the plots and even the prose lost my interest as the years passed. Several mystery and fantasy series have suffered the same fate. Pity since many of those authors are amazingly prolific and I’m always searching for new books to read.
Posted by Evanne @ 1:39 pm |
I’m the author of the month over on BLA-Book Lovers Anonymous, this means I’m sharing my reading addiction! I started with my favorite comfort reads… It’s a closed group but anyone who loves to read and dish about what they’re reading is welcome.
Posted by Evanne @ 10:26 am |
I’m working away on KYLE (Sterling Falls II)and creeping toward the halfway point with no clue as to what happens next. So I’m minding my business as usual when Liam popped into my head, probably because he popped into the current story. This made me think about including the all new epilogue I wrote for LIAM (Sterling Falls I) in free reads. What do y’all think?
Please leave me a comment, it’d be lovely to hear from someone besides spammers.
Posted by Evanne @ 9:29 am |
Here’s a final snippet:
“Thank you.” She stretched up, and he lowered his head. She placed a kiss on his jaw. Whisker stubble prickled against her lips while the brush from the edge of his thick moustache was amazingly soft. She wondered how a real kiss would feel. The strange sensation of something coming to life in her belly happened again, making her nervous and gooey all at the same time. She shook off the fanciful reaction. Now wasn’t the time to try necking.
I added a pretty new cover, tidied up the prose, and lowered the price. A Trace of Ivy is now available at:
Barnes and Noble
Posted by Evanne @ 4:00 am |
Snippet number two from A Trace of Ivy, releasing April 12th:
“I’m tougher than I look. I can walk.” She held herself stiffly, trying to touch him as little as possible and praying her knees would hold if he set her down.
He tightened his grip on her. Not enough to hurt, but enough to remind her that she didn’t have a chance of winning a physical contest. “Let me carry you, please.”
The “please” made her pause and reconsider. Monsters never asked. And they never bothered to say please. Did beasts come in degrees of nasty? Too upset to speak, and with no real choice, she gave him a clipped bob of consent.
“You are a brave Beta.”
The male was crazy. She wasn’t brave, more like a bundle of cowardly nerves. In spite of her disbelief, some of the fear keeping her on edge seeped away at his praise.
He nuzzled her messy hair.
Is he kissing me?
Posted by Evanne @ 4:00 am |
Here’s a snippet from A Trace of Ivy releasing April 12!
Chet held his breath while he examined her, taking care not to jar her. He found no obvious broken bones or open wounds. Scrapes and bruises on her knuckles had started healing. She’d fought hard. In tribute to her courage, he pressed a kiss on the back of her hand. She was frighteningly cold. When he touched a chicken-egg-sized lump at the base of her skull, she drew her limbs tighter and made a small whimper.
A low growl erupted from lips curled back in challenge. His fingernails lengthened and thickened into claws. With his wolf so close to the surface, he had to fight to stop the shift. A primal instinct to pull out a weapon and stand over the small unconscious female dug into him like badger talons.
Posted by Evanne @ 4:00 am |