Finding the Perfect Book Boyfriend #paranormal #contemporary #historical #bookboyfriend

A friend asked me, 

"Out of all of the romances you've written, who is your favorite hero?"

I don't think I have one

That got me thinking about my heroes and which one I'd have for a book boyfriend. 

At this point I need say that as I write them, I fall in love with each and every one of them. I hope my readers do too. 

All my books bar two are available on Kindle Unlimited

First I needed to pick a genre.

I've written paranormal, historical, and contemporary romance. 

Let's start with my contemporary heroes

Wow, I loved the Pearson twins and the way things went so wrong between them and Molly. Of course, it worked out well in the end. 

Then again, My Heroes of Westhorpe Ridge taught me so much. I learned about the American armed forces, PTSD, and how a loving woman can melt the coldest heart. 

Then again, I loved my historical heroes. I grew up reading Georgette Heyer. Of course, my books are more sensually explicit than hers. 

Lord Rothbury needs to marry money to improve his sisters' lives. He's no right to fall in love with a serving girl, no matter how beautiful she is. 

Lord Deanswood wants a wife to give his beloved mother the grandchildren she craves. He'd never expected consumating his marriage to be so hard.

I fell in love with both Regency gentlemen, but then there's my paranormal heroes to consider.

I've written more paranormal stories than any other genre. My heroes are fallen gods, dragon shifters, vampires, werewolves and Fae. 

Which would you choose as your book boyfriend?

Picking one isn't an easy choice. 

 Taken as Theirs is my latest release. 

So,

If I have to pick a book boyfriend, I choose Eli and Dane, alpha wolves and wonderful lovers.   

Buy links

Amazon USA                      https://amzn.to/2AB4Z3l

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Amazon Canada                 https://amzn.to/2GZLI1f

Amazon Australia               https://amzn.to/2RvViwV

Or read for free on Kindle Unlimited

Publishers Blurb

As a breeder--one of the few fertile women left in a ruined, plague-ravaged world--Cassie would fetch a handsome price at auction, and selling her to the highest bidder was exactly what her captors had in mind... until two fearsome beasts decided to take her for themselves.

Eli and Dane have chosen Cassie for their mate, and when she makes a foolish attempt at escape she quickly ends up tearfully promising obedience as her bare bottom is soundly and shamefully punished. Her body's response to their stern dominance cannot be denied, however, and it isn't long before she is screaming out her intense, helpless pleasure as she is roughly and thoroughly claimed. But will Eli and Dane's pack accept a human girl or will Cassie be an outsider forever?

Publisher's Note: Taken as Theirs includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

Excerpt

Goosebumps covered Cassie’s flesh. Tingles raced between her legs, tiny electric sparks that warmed her blood. One kind word and her good intentions would crumble—just like her sisters’ chance of freedom if she told this drop-dead gorgeous pair about them.

What with the vampire auction and that nightmare descent of the cliff, she couldn’t take much more. Cassie had been a fool to think she could escape. Completely drained, she was at the werewolves’ mercy

Her imagination worked overtime. Wolves were pack animals. Suppose they decided to share her around the crew? The vampires certainly would have, and she didn’t expect werewolves to behave any better.

She cowered when Eli pulled a knife, but he sawed through the wet rope binding her to his brother. Her legs folded, and only Dane’s strong grip kept her upright. Sheaving his knife, Eli swept her into his arms.

He gave her his best Pepsodent-white smile. “Foolish little princess, so eager to return to the vampires who will abuse you. You’re safe here, despite the unconventional start to our friendship.”

Like a half-drowned kitten, she dripped water onto his trousers. He smelled of summer breezes and crops ripening in the fields. So cold her teeth had stopped chattering, she let go of her fears and let Eli take charge. Heat flowed from his chest to hers, but it wasn’t enough. She felt like an ice cube lost at the back of a freezer.

He carried her through a narrow galley, and into the captain’s cabin. She’d expected twin bunks and a tiny space. Instead, this room reminded her of Nelson’s cabin on the HMS Victory. The back wall consisted of window panes, giving her a view of the distant cliffs. The view fascinated and delighted her but the cabin’s four-poster bed terrified her. It covered more than half the room and had enough room for three if not four.

Dane pulled towels from a trunk then tossed her one of his brother’s jumpers. “Get dry, princess then get into bed and warm up. We’re going to lock you in while we get underway in earnest, but we’ll be back with hot stew and a hot coffee soon.”

After living on half rations for a week, her mouth watered at the thought of a decent meal. That these dominant werewolves cared for her welfare stunned her. Then they offered her a coffee. Utter luxury.

Emotions set in, and tears filled her eyes. She broke into a cold sweat that turned her forehead clammy. She’d never felt so weary in her life—not even when she’d swum marathons.

Dane lifted her chin and gazed into her eyes. “Don’t cry, little human. You’re safe now.”

The intensity in his gaze felt like a shot of energy for her soul. It made her feel hot and tingly inside. She craved his touch, and maybe his kiss. A fresh set of shivers beset her. This time, they were more about her forbidden attraction for the werewolves than the cold.