Terran Realm, Volumes 1-6 on sale at iBooks

Terran Rel;am 150 _ x _ 200  On sale now at iBooks, this e-book contains all six volumes of the Terran Realm.  That’s six, full-length novels by Keira Ramsay, Bonnie Dee, Jeanne Barrack, and moi writing as Rae Morgan.

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Enter the Terran Realm

Terrans: The species split from Homo sapiens more than 50,000 years ago. As they became increasingly isolated from their human cousins, Terrans evolved into Talismen, Keepers, and Protectors, who battle the evil Destroyers to save mankind and the ones they love. Each developed distinct preternatural abilities to control Earth, Air, Fire, Water, and the Spirit.

Keepers: Armed with the very power of Mother Earth, Keepers use their extraordinary talent to manipulate the elements of Air, Earth, Fire, Spirit, and Water to maintain world balance. They are one of the most precious resources our world possesses.

Protectors: The security force for Terrans, Protectors utilize a combination of strength and magic to ensure a Keeper is never compromised.

Destroyers: Destroyers seek to annihilate everything KOTE (Keepers of the Environment) fought to establish millennia ago … and to a certain extent, they’ve succeeded.

Talisman: A special Terran, one who can manipulate and control their signature element. A rarity among Terrans, these beings have slowly become more myth than reality, and their importance and talents have been almost lost in the mists of time.

Dive into the Terran Realm and experience the adventures and challenges of the lusty, the willful, and the destructive. Discover how the mix of love, seduction, and superhuman abilities can steal your heart, sear your very soul, or destroy your world.

Books in the Volume:

Redemption-Keira Ramsay: When two worlds come together, passion explodes, and the line between loathing and lust blurs. Quakes on the coast are not the only thing causing the earth to move in this hot and steamy romance!

Measure of a Man-Bonnie Dee: One man discovers the power of love and fights to restore his damaged heart. Danger closes in and worlds collide as evil seeks to find the measure of a man!

Fruits of Betrayal-Bonnie Dee: World domination takes a front row seat in this hot and sexy romance about a good guy and a bad girl. Or is it the other way around?

The Shimmering Flame-Jeanne Barrack: Fire and water are not the only things struggling to mix in this epic battle to defeat evil. Find out if two men and one woman can hold onto love and each other as chaos erupts around them.

A Perfect Symmetry-Jeanne Barrack: Waging the battle on two continents requires a perfect symmetry of body, mind, and soul, and may be the only weapons strong enough to save the world. Discover if love will be enough when the power of three is unleashed … twice!

Earth Awakened-Rae Morgan: Ultimate love confronts ultimate evil as events unfold with the power to reshape the landscape forever. Will Mother Earth survive as Talisman and Protector discover the ultimate passion and power they share when mated?

Sizzling Summer Nights Blog Hop


Welcome to my blog on the Sizzling Summer Nights Blog Hop.

If you started with my blog, you need to go HERE and get on the blog bus.  Along the tour there will be chances to enter to win all sorts of prizes from the participating authors and the grand prize a 16 GB Kindle Fire.

While I am donating a download of one of my Monette Michaels’ books to the prizes for the hop, I will give away a copy of one of my Rae Morgan books to one lucky commenter on this blog post.  My Rae Morgan books are listed HERE.

And as part of the Summer celebration, I am sharing the first chapter of Moon Magick, Book 2 in my Coven of the Wolf series.  Brenna Lindsay, a witch, discovers something dangerous during her Summer Solstice ritual. Hope you enjoy.

Excerpt from Moon Magick:

Brenna Lindsay stood silently in the circle she’d formed of white beeswax candles. The full moon bathed the clearing with silver light. Cool night air met the still-warm ground, creating wispy patches of ground fog blanketing the earth like a sheet of transparent white cotton.

Her wolf, White Star, sat on his haunches next to her, alert and on guard. Her other companions, twin shape shifters, Boris and Igor, prowled the perimeter of the glen, watching for any hint of danger.

Coven of the Wolf, #2

Coven of the Wolf, #2

A hoot of an owl and the rustling of a small creature were the only sounds detectable on the night air.

Brenna relaxed, trusting that her companions would stand guard. She resumed her preparations for the Summer Solstice ritual. Normally, at the lesser Sabbat of Litha, it was common to seek the Goddess’s blessing upon earth’s bounty and protection for one’s home. With the veils between the worlds of light and dark at their thinnest, a witch has the charge to maintain the delicate balance.

This year, that duty was of higher consequence.

Evil was afoot, and had gathered strength since June’s crescent moon. It was then that she’d received the first warning, a note tacked to one of her herb farm’s drying sheds – – We’re watching you, witch. Stay out of business that doesn’t concern you, or else!

After several more ominous threats and some incidents of vandalism, she contacted the head of the Coven of the Wolf in Chicago, Drake Morgan. Briefly, she’d considered going to the local law. The new sheriff was reputed to be a fair and impartial man, but she quickly discarded the notion. No matter how open-minded the sheriff was, once the words “witch” and “magick” became involved, his liberalness would vanish more quickly than ice in Hell.

Drake’s response had been gratifyingly immediate. He sent two men from his security team, the Russian twins, Boris and Igor, to investigate – – and provide protection. They’d arrived yesterday, just in time for the midsummer ritual.

A light breeze blew her azure-colored cloak against her legs and caused the blanket of light fog to shift and move as if it were a living, breathing creature. She shivered as some animal screamed in the forest at the edge of the clearing. Star stiffened beside her, nose raised to sniff the air. After a moment he relaxed, nudging her hand in reassurance, urging her to finish the night’s business.

Whatever was out there was not a direct threat to them, or Star would’ve attempted to drag her away.

Turning back to her preparations, she placed several large amethysts and other protective stones that she would ask the Goddess to bless. The larger stones she would bury around her house and those of the other local coven members. The smaller stones she would fashion into protective amulets for her non-coven employees to wear while on the job.

But her magick could not insulate the countryside. So, she would seek a visualization of the evil. She hoped that once she knew who or what was the cause, she would be able to stop it before anyone got hurt.

In the exact center of the circle lay a small pond. It was this she would use for the scrying.

“Woo-oof.” Star nudged her hand.

She looked down at her pet and smiled. The white star marking around his eye almost glowed in the moonlight. It was the only lightness on him other than his silver-colored eyes, his pelt being as dark as a moonless night. “What is it, boy? Do you wish to hunt whatever is rustling out there in the woods?”

Star showed his teeth and nodded.

Laughing, she stroked her pet’s head between his ears. “Go on with you. Boris and Igor will protect me. Just don’t bring whatever you catch home. I don’t want rodent parts in my house.”

Star rubbed his head against her leg in obeisance, then took off for the wall of trees at the edge of the clearing. His dark body merged into the inky shadows.

“Why do you put up with that wild animal?” asked Boris, or was it Igor? She still had a bit of trouble telling the two apart.

“He’s no wilder than either of you.” Her glance swept over the twins, who’d shifted from their wolfhound form into human. They stood outside the circle, their pale, naked bodies almost glistening in the bright moonlight, waiting to be invited inside.

“Please enter. All be blessed who come within.” After the two crossed over, she re-consecrated the circle and began to light the white beeswax candles. “Didn’t you bring any clothes?”

“No,” said one of the twins, she thought it might be Igor, since his tone seemed serious. “We thought summer solstice rituals were performed sky clad.”

“Traditionally they are,” she said, “but this spot is adjacent to public forest land, so it is safer to have clothing at hand.”

“Be assured, Mistress. If someone comes, we’ll shift back to animal form,” the other twin said. This had to be Boris. Igor had stopped calling her mistress yesterday evening. She thought Boris, who’d proven to be somewhat of a smart-aleck, did it to pull her chain.

“Boris, I asked you not to address me as mistress.” She turned to complete the arrangements for her ritual. “My employees are beginning to wonder about our relationship.”

Boris stifled a snicker.

She glared at him. “That wasn’t meant to be funny. This is a small town, and all I need is for one of the non-believers to go to the new sheriff and tell him I’m a dominatrix. Or, that I’m having orgies with two of my employees.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Boris said, grinning like a loon.

“What can we do to help?” asked Igor as he punched his brother in the arm with his fist.

“Nothing. Just stand and listen.”

Brenna arranged a wreath of white flowers on her hair, then removed her outer cloak. Both men gasped, but she refused to acknowledge their recognition of the sheerness of her robe. Igor was correct – – most rituals were performed in the nude. To honor the tradition, but protect her modesty in case someone stumbled onto her during ritual, she preferred a sheer gown.

Taking her staff of polished oak, she pushed it into the earth. By grounding herself to Mother Earth, she would prevent an inadvertent crossing over into the dark world. Closing her eyes, she felt the flow of the Gaia’s life force seeping its way into her. She was now ready to plumb the high energy of the summer solstice. If things went well, she would garner that energy for protection and seek out the root of the evil.

Picking up the chalice containing wine she had pressed from last year’s grape harvest, she took a sip, then held her hands to the sky.

Goddess, we bring thee gifts to celebrate the time of light and dark.
Help us seek balance.
Bless these stones to protect our home and those within.
Provide us with the wisdom to preserve the gifts of your bounty.

As her words ended, the crystalline stones she’d placed around the circle shimmered and glowed. She turned toward the East and took another sip of the wine.

Goddess, send the winds to refresh our land.

The eastern breeze increased in its intensity, clearing out the heavy night mist. She turned toward the South, toasting the Goddess once more with her cup.

Goddess, send the sun to warm the earth and allow all life to flourish.

A strobe-like flash of light from the south swept over the circle, then vanished into the ground at Brenna’s feet. She rotated another quarter-turn toward the West and sipped her wine.

Goddess, bless us with rain to help the bounty grow.

The rumble of thunder and a flash of lightning came from a cloudless sky and the pond rippled with the droplets of a phantom thunderstorm. She turned one final time.

Goddess, send the seasons in their proper time.

Brenna took the green cord knotted about her waist and kissed the ends, ending the traditional Litha ritual.

Going to the four-points of the compass on the circle, she laid offerings of flowers and cookies for the nature spirits, asking them to aid in the protection of her home.

Kneeling by the pond, she grew warm from the power she’d taken. Stirring the waters in a clockwise fashion, she imparted some of the energy to the cool liquid. Within the misty swirls, images began to form as she sought knowledge of those who threatened her and those she protected – – maybe even the why of the threats.

Goddess, all we have asked of you,
We welcome with open hearts full of light and goodness.
Please reveal who seeks to harm me and mine.

The waters bubbled and boiled as the air within the circle whistled and screamed like a banshee. A white owl swooped down and landed at the edge of the pond, a mere arm’s length away from Brenna. Its golden-eyed gaze captured hers with its intensity. Boris and Igor closed in on the bird. She stayed them with a shake of her head.

The owl spoke to her mind:

Daughter, you have done right in seeking me out. There is a darkness upon the land. The dark ones are using you and yours for their own evil purposes. Soon, you will discover their perfidy and must choose your path to reestablish harmony. Be warned, you must not battle the evil alone, for you are of the light. Look to the waters. See the other that will make you whole. Together, in balance, you will defeat the threat from the darkness.

The owl blinked once, then flew off with a flashing of wings.

Brenna gazed at the waters. Among the ripples she saw many things. Death would come this very night. Evil would reign over the land. The only way to halt the onslaught of darkness and defeat evil’s takeover was to find her opposite, a man of strength, formed in the fire of battle. A warrior.

At the last image, she closed her eyes, but still she saw – – him. The one. He was naked, his bronzed body sculpted by a master’s hand. His hair was long and silky black, touching his shoulders. His profile was formidable – – his nose straight as a blade, his face, rugged. But what was indelibly etched on her mind’s eye were his hands, long-fingered, as they reached for her as she lay, naked, on an unfamiliar bed in a room she had never seen.

Shaken by what the Goddess had revealed to her through the owl, she didn’t shrug off Boris’s assistance in standing. On her own, she might never have gotten off the ground.

“Correct me if I’m wrong, Brenna,” said Boris, for once being sober. “But aren’t owls symbols for the crone aspect of the Goddess?”

“Yes.” She shivered and looked around for her cloak. Igor held it for her and she slipped it on, grateful for its warmth against the damp night air. “The trilogy of the Goddess – – Maiden, Mother, Crone. The crone represents wisdom, thus the owl. The full moon is the phase associated with the crone.”

“What did the owl tell you?”
Before she could frame an answer, a howling erupted from the darkness. The sound raised the hairs on her arms.

“It’s Star. He’s found something.”

She ran toward the sound of Star’s cry. Shifting into their animal forms, Igor and Boris ran alongside her, then quickly out-stripped her two-legged pace with their four.
She followed them into the forest’s foreboding darkness.

When she found them, the trio stood in a semi-circle at the base of a large oak tree, gazing upwards at something she could not see from her angle of approach. Hurrying to join them, she hit a wall of energy, as solid as if it were made of bricks. Malevolence exuded from the psychic barricade, making her queasy.

Star whimpered, then called to her. “Woof!”

She fought her way through the thick murk to join her companions.

Treading carefully, she walked around the oak’s trunk. Her hand automatically reached out to calm Star, who whined, low and incessantly, at the back of his throat. She looked up to see what had captured their awful attention.

“Blessed Goddess.” She would have fallen if one of the twins had not shifted shape to catch her within his strong arms.

A beam of moonlight had fought its way through the canopy of trees and highlighted the oak’s trunk. Like a black-and-white horror show, it outlined the figure of a man staked to the tree. His blood ran darkly down his naked body and dripped onto the forest floor.

Muttering a prayer to God and the Goddess, she sought a swift passing for his essence to the other side. But it was not to be.

The man’s spirit pummeled her senses with his need to be avenged, seeking entrance to her mind.

Be calm, angry spirit. I will listen . . .later. There are actions that must be taken first.

It was as the visions in the pond had revealed – – the duty to seek out the evil and vanquish it belonged to her and the man she had yet to meet. Until that time, she had to follow mankind’s laws. There was no way to hide this death from the authorities.

“We have to call the sheriff,” she addressed the twins. “One of you has to go and report this. The other has to go to the clearing and clean up the circle. I’ll stay here.” The naked male warmth plastered against her back, enveloping her, caused her to add, “and for goodness sake, get some clothes.”

“One of us can stay here,” argued Igor, his warm breath caressed her cheek. His arms were the ones that had caught – – and still held her. Closely, too closely. His nakedness added to her unease with what the night had brought – – that and the knowledge that he was not the “one.”

“No,” she said as she sought to move away from his possessive embrace. Igor growled low in his throat as his grip tightened for a mere fraction of a second, then went slack.

Before he could rethink his position, she stepped out of his arms and turned to capture both twin’s gazes with her own. “I have to stay. I need to make an attempt to reach what might be left of his life force.” And that of the evil which lingers here, but they didn’t need to know that. “Besides I’ll have Star with me. He and I will do just fine.”

“Brenna, you can’t get mixed up in this,” said Boris. “With the threats to expose you as a witch – – ”

“He was killed near my land. I’m already involved. Besides, a death was prophesied by the Goddess for this night. His death. The balance has shifted to the dark side. She has informed me it is my duty. I have to shift it back.”

Igor’s sharp blue eyes swept over her face. “Just what did you see in the scrying?”

“The future.” My future. “And somehow this man’s death will bring it to me.”

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Evanescence is Out!

Formerly published  in Edge of Night Anthology

Formerly published in Edge of Night Anthology

 

It’s out now!

Buy Now at Liquid Silver Books

Blurb:

Security specialist Kai Axton blends into the night, a mist-like shadowy image of his human form. Because of his freakish nature, he feels doomed to live his life alone–until he meets Sian York.

Sian is not who or what she seems; her past is shrouded in a veil of mystery. As Kai prepares to make his move to claim her, Sian’s past explodes onto the scene, forcing him to reveal his darkest secrets. Can Sian accept Kai’s nature, or will he be doomed to live in the shadow world, forever alone?

Evanescence is Available for Pre-Order Now!

Formerly published  in Edge of Night Anthology

Formerly published in Edge of Night Anthology

This is a re-lease of a Rae Morgan novella previously published in the Edge of Night anthology.

*Joyfully Recommended. “Evanescence is a well paced, action packed thriller.” — Rosemary DuBose.

*Two Lips Reviews:  “Evanescence by Rae Morgan is a fast-paced novella with twists and turns.”

* Reviews from the original publication of Edge of Night.

Blurb:

Security specialist Kai Axton blends into the night, a mist-like shadowy image of his human form. Because of his freakish nature, he feels doomed to live his life alone–until he meets Sian York.

Sian is not who or what she seems; her past is shrouded in a veil of mystery. As Kai prepares to make his move to claim her, Sian’s past explodes onto the scene, forcing him to reveal his darkest secrets. Can Sian accept Kai’s nature, or will he be doomed to live in the shadow world, forever alone?

Pre-Order at Liquid Silver Books.

Available at major e-book retailers on April 7th.

No Secrets is Live!

LSB Cover Art Template for PhotoShop No Secrets is now Live at Liquid Silver Books and other on-line retailers.

Blurb:

With dark magick threatening to take over the world, Sheriff Debby Teague runs from her magical fate—and her mate.

Boris Petrov follows Debby to Tennessee; he won’t allow her to ignore his love or the magic she denies.

As the dark forces gather strength and threaten to destroy Debby’s safe haven, only the consummation of their love will save them and those around them.

Re-Release of No Secrets, Book 4 of Coven of the Wolf

LSB Cover Art Template for PhotoShop The Coven of the Wolf series premiered in January of 2003.  Destiny’s Magick was the first book and was supposed to be a one-time thing to help out my Atlantic Bridge publisher launch her new imprint, Liquid Silver Books.

It sold well.  Very well.  And received great reviews.

Thus, I wrote two more books and one novella in the series which combined white and dark magick, out-of-body sex, astral planes, Celtic legends, and 21st century business.

The second book was Moon Magick.

“No Secrets” was the novella and what I call the fourth book in the series, following Treading the Labyrinth (Book 3) and continuing the story of Sheriff Debby Teague and shape shifter Boris Petrov begun in TTL.

Liquid Silver Books asked me early in 2013 if I wished to get all new covers for the three novels. And I jumped at the chance and said YES.  But  “No Secrets” was in the Zodiac duet called Pisces.  My duet mate, Sherrill Quinn, was quite obliging in breaking up the duet and thus on March 10, 2014, “No Secrets” will be a stand-alone for the first time.  And, of course, it also had to have a cover.  Once again, Lynn Perkins did a fabulous job.

What is “No Secrets” about?  Here’s the blurb and a short excerpt to wet your appetite.  If you have read the novella before, nothing has been changed, but it has been re-edited to catch any pesky typos and  eliminate some extraneous “thats” and “justs.”  What can I say?  I have an addiction to “that” and “just” and am better at catching them now than I was then.

Blurb:

Sheriff Debby Teague fled to Bear Hollow, Tennessee after saving the lives of Boris Petrov, her destined life partner, and his sister-in-law Selena Jones-Petrov (in Treading the Labyrinth). All she wants is her normal, mundane, non-magical life back, but Fate–and Boris Petrov–have other plans for her.

Boris is not happy Debby ran from him, but he understands why she did. But enough is enough. Danger surrounds her in her “safe” little tourist town, and Debby will need him—and the magical ability she denies—to survive.

Dark magick has come to Bear Hollow, and its followers don’t intend to allow Debby to ignore them–or her own dark magick.

Excerpt:

Every night since Debby had left him in Southern Illinois, Boris visited and, like an incubus, made mad, passionate love to her. Never mind the fact her sensual tormentor was physically hundreds of miles away in Chicago and she was in the Smoky Mountains of Tennessee. Never mind that she’d told him repeatedly she didn’t want him. Never mind that she’d reluctantly resorted to every defensive dark magick trick in the book, and some she’d made up, to forestall his nightly assault on her mind and body. He still visited and with only slight variations in technique, made carnal love to her on the highest levels of the astral plane.

Tonight he was late. Stupid fool that she was, she called him on it, as if she really cared. And she didn’t! Of course she didn’t.

“You’re late. Hot date?” Debby said.

“You missed me, bébé?”

“No. In fact, I was relieved.”

Boris snorted. “Liar. I’m growing on you, admit it, little hell cat.”

Boris’s astral body reached for her. Debby slapped his hand away and stepped back. Putting what she hoped was a look of disdain on her face, she drawled, “Growing on me? Yeah, like an icky, smelly fungus.”

“Debby, my beloved one, you love me, but are just too stubborn to admit it.”

“I don’t love you, Bo. Get away from me…” She backpedaled and came up against a stone wall that hadn’t been there two seconds earlier. That was the thing about dreams and the astral plane–real world physics went all to hell.

Trapped, she growled, “Get over yourself and leave me the hell alone. I’m sure there are lots of women in Chicago you can torment on a nightly basis. Some of us need our sleep, because we have a job to do.”

“Actions speak louder than words, bébé. So let’s see just how much you hate my love-making, eh?”

Within the space of a millisecond, Boris’s astral body swept Debby’s dream self into a garden on the astral plane, high above the psychic-vamps and unaware dreamers trolling the lower levels. Her clothes whisked away by his thoughts, Debby was open to his sensual assault, once again helpless to fight him off.

Each night it was the same. It was as if her astral body wouldn’t listen to her higher brain, the part of herself that knew Boris and all that he represented was bad for her. Instead some primitive part of her psyche drove her dreams, allowing her to become a helpless victim to Boris’s lovemaking.

Lately, in the pale gray of early morning after a night of indescribable, passionate sex, there were times she second-guessed herself. Maybe she was fighting Boris and herself far too hard. Maybe she could live with him, make a family, and perform magick. Then the bright dawn of reason arrived with the morning sun and she convinced herself yet again that turning her back on him and his magical world was the best thing she could do for herself–and for the world. Never again could she allow herself to lose control of the cursed powers she possessed. Yes, she’d helped rescue Selena, Gor, and Boris from the dark magician Darius, but the use of her powers, grown greater with age, both attracted and repelled her. Call her a coward, but she couldn’t face the horrifying darkness within her.

So she’d run home to her safe little world.

The Coven followed her–and Boris wooed her nightly.

“Little one, you are not paying attention. I am nibbling your neck and stroking your pussy lips, but you are miles away. I am distraught.”

Boris inserted a finger, then two, into her vaginal opening, stroking and spreading her wetness over her puffy labia. Every few seconds, he’d flick her needy clit as if to announce he was there and wasn’t leaving until he got the reaction he desired. Horny, sensual bastard.

“Distraught? That’ll be the day. If you must know, I was thinking of England.”

Boris laughed. His lips moved from her hyper-sensitive neck to her turgid nipples. He licked, then bit first one and then the other until they were rosy and wet. All the while he increased the stroking of her sex. Already her body tightened as her arousal heightened. The tension was so great she had to remind herself to breathe, just as she fought not to react, not to allow him to control her body.

It was a useless battle. He’d proven in the past he could arouse her no matter how hard she tried not to respond. Each night she vowed to lie still like a stone statue, and each night she ended up moaning, groaning and shouting his name to the alternate reality sky. The only thing she’d been successful at was denying him the words he wished to hear–and even those had come pretty damn close to the surface. But somehow she’d managed not to give him the words of love he wanted so badly. She couldn’t love him. She wouldn’t allow it. It was too dangerous.

A long talented finger stroked her G-spot. Debby moaned. The man knew how to push her buttons. If the sex was this good out-of-body, she figured she’d never survive the real thing.

Terran Realm Redux

I am so thrilled that my publisher Liquid Silver Books has re-released all six books of the Terran Realm in one volume. My book, Earth Awakened, written under my pen name Rae Morgan, is included in this volume!

Here’s what is included:

Measure of a Man by Bonnie Dee:

One man discovers the power of love and fights to restore his damaged heart. Danger closes in and worlds collide as evil seeks to find the measure of a man!

Fruits of Betrayal by Bonnie Dee:

World domination takes a front-row seat in this hot and sexy romance about a good guy and a bad girl. Or is it the other way around?

The Shimmering Flame by Jeanne Barrack:

Fire and water are not the only things struggling to mix in this epic battle to defeat evil. Find out if two men and one woman can hold onto love and each other as chaos erupts around them.

A Perfect Symmetry by Jeanne Barrack:

Waging a battle on two continents will require a perfect symmetry of body, mind, and soul. Even then, it may not be enough to save the world. Discover for yourself when the power of three is unleashed!

Earth Awakened by Rae Morgan:

Ultimate love confronts ultimate evil as events unfold with the power to reshape the landscape forever. Will Mother Earth survive as Talisman and Protector discover the ultimate passion and power they share when mated?

You can buy the book HERE.