I know, my poor blog has been neglected again, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t been busy behind the scenes. As some of you know, I’ve had some health issues lately brought on by some stressful real life events; nothing major, but enough to make it difficult for me to function some days. I am fine now, but taking things a lot slower and indulging in my passion which is writing my stories.
My to-do list is huge. I have books due on every series I have going, and there are a lot of them. Many people ask when my next “such and such” book is coming out and for the most part, all I can say is “soon”. I love that I am asked because it means my wonderful readers are excited to see the next installment in a series – I only wish I could give a more definitive answer. There are characters from eight books vying for space in my brain at the moment and although I know I would get to them a lot faster if I wrote two at the same time as I have in the past, my health just won’t allow that. So I am focusing on crafting one at a time, and trying to make that story the best darn one I can.
So what is it? Which book am I writing now? Poseidon’s story, which will be book 2 in the Gods Made Me Do It series. From those of you who read On The Brink (Cloverleah book 10) you will remember Poseidon as Nereus’s father, who basically had sex on the brain. A number of people asked if I was writing his story – they wanted to see him with a mate, and I am delivering. You’ve Got To Be Kidding Me will be out around the middle of June and here’s a small teaser 🙂
“Clotho, Lachesis, Atropos, stop screwing me about. I demand an audience,” Poseidon yelled as he stumbled over yet another log.
“You don’t have the right to demand anything of us.” Clotho appeared beside him, making him jump. Regaining his composure, Poseidon peered through the murky undergrowth. The sisters were always together. Sure enough, he spied Lachesis lurking up a nearby tree and Atropos appeared complete with a cauldron in front of him. A tingle of alarm ran up his spine. That cauldron could spell trouble.
“Ladies,” he said, spreading his hands. He’d put on the charm he was famous for. It worked for everyone else. “We seem to have a little problem. Somehow my life thread got caught up with that of a land creature. If I could prevail on you to just snip me free, I’d owe you a favor.”
“We don’t need any favors from you,” Atropos cackled. “In fact, I feel sorry for the poor Alpha who has to cope with your sorry ass for all eternity.”
“This wasn’t a mistake?” Poseidon’s anger burned and he forgot his earlier caution. “You deliberately set me up with a wolf shifter, despite knowing I’m the lord of the sea? How could you be so stupid? Do you know what happens when wolf shifters claim their mates? My cock won’t work for anyone else but him!”
“Then I suggest you stick close to him,” Lachesis jumped from the tree, peering into Atropos’s cauldron. “More nutmeg,” she suggested.
“You can’t do this to me,” Poseidon roared, his voice echoing around the glade like thunder. “I am a god. Men fall to the ground when they hear my name. I refuse to take a mate. You can’t force me.”
“From what we saw, there wasn’t any force involved,” Clotho laughed prettily, stepping over to join her sisters. “In fact, I got the impression you had a really good time.”
End excerpt – have a lovely weekend 🙂