Shauna Aura Knight, Werewolves With Chocolate!

Doesn't Werewolves With Chocolat, sound fun? I love the title. Meet Shauna Aura Knight. She's an author, fabulous artist and new friend.

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Blurb for Werewolves with Chocolate

Jake and Kyle have big plans for Ellie. The three of them will be celebrating their first Valentine’s Day together, and the two werewolves have prepared a feast of chocolates, fruits, and desserts to seduce her. After several busy weeks Ellie’s looking forward to a relaxing weekend with her mates; their pent up lust boils within her blood. However, when an injured werewolf shows up on their doorstep, the three have to deal with pack politics on the most romantic weekend of the year. Sex and chocolate had been in the plans, but now the mix includes a pissed off werewolf pack and the threat of war with enemy wolves. Will the dangers of the shifter underworld force them apart? 

A Very Spicy Excerpt:

Ellie let out a low moan as she walked along the sidewalk. It was only two blocks from the bus stop to the apartment, but she was so swollen, so achy. Her clit was hard enough that the friction of walking made her want to scream. She resisted reaching a hand into her pants. A few good rubs and she’d go off right there.

She really hoped Jake and Kyle were as pent up as she was, because she needed them fiercely. 

February in Minneapolis meant hip-deep snow. She was lucky the sidewalk was as shoveled as it was. Sometimes the campus practically required snow pants. Though despite the frigid temperature, she didn’t seem to be cooling down at all.

With a whimper, she made it into the apartment doorway. The porch wasn’t ever locked but the inner door was and she fumbled for her keys. She was sweating, but her fingers were numb. 

The door opened and Kyle swept her into his arms for a scorching kiss. She felt him growling and realized she was making a soft, desperate sound, practically climbing him. Jake closed the door, then ended up behind her. He bit the back of her neck and she almost came right there.

“Bedroom,” she rasped.

“Oh no, beautiful. We have surprises for you first.” Kyle set her down.

“Surprises?” She asked, trying to pull Kyle back to her.

Jake turned her around to kiss her. “Welcome home, sweetheart.”

“I missed you.” She threaded her fingers through his long dark hair and he laughed when she tried undoing his pants. 

“We created a monster.”

He looked into her eyes and she found herself staring, as always. Jake had the best eyelashes, so dark he looked like he was wearing eyeliner. She had told him once she was jealous of his eyelashes.

Jake captured her hands and drew her into the living room. She blinked; they’d lit candles, and the two of them had filled an entire coffee table full of chocolates and fruits. “Wow. What’s all this?”

They both looked at her with what she privately thought of as their confused wolf look.

Kyle spoke first. “It’s Valentine’s Day, silly.”

“We know the holiday that’s a big deal for human women.”

“We were expressly told not to forget it.”

Her brows furrowed. “That’s not until next week though.”

“Well. You’ll be in school and at the lab, and we all have the next two days off. So we thought we’d make you a few treats.” 

Ellie bit back a groan. Trust the wolves to not get that it was the actual date most people found to be important. She didn’t mind their enthusiasm, but she had prepared a surprise of her own for the holiday and it wasn’t ready yet. She had gone shopping to buy lingerie weeks ago and had asked her friend in the University theatrical costume department to make her an costume to go with it. She had hoped to tease them into a puddle of desire for Valentine’s Day. 

Well, it looked like they would get to celebrate twice at this rate.

Jake pulled her red wool coat off and then Kyle drew her down to the huge purple velvet couch. When they had moved to Minneapolis last fall, Jake had procured the couch on Craigslist and the two of them hauled it up the stairs…and then they’d promptly ravished her on it. Ever since then Ellie had learned to leave a throw blanket on the couch that was easily thrown in the wash. She was nothing if not practical.

“Let’s get you warmed up and show you our delectable selection.” They sat on either side of her, Jake warming up her hands with his while Kyle brought forth a platter of chocolate-dipped strawberries.

“I think you need one of these.” Kyle brought one to her lips. 

Ellie moaned, biting into the fruit. They really were going to torture her like this. 

“Come on.” Jake pulled off her scarf and Kyle fed her another. She licked the dark chocolate off her lips. “Is it good?”

She let out a sigh of bliss. “You know it’s amazing.”

“Yeah, but we like to hear you say it.” Kyle pulled her sweater off and Ellie tried to climb onto his lap.

“Not so fast. You haven’t tried the truffles yet.”

“Truffles?”

“Of course there are truffles. We wouldn’t give you cheap candy box chocolate.”

“Nope. You get the real thing.”

“You two are so sweet.” Nobody had ever done anything this nice for her. She felt tears welling up in her eyes.

“Ah, crap. Did we do something wrong?” Kyle asked, giving her that searching look.

“No, it’s perfect.” When she kissed him he groaned and she managed to maneuver herself onto his lap. She felt Jake pulling her jeans off and she helped him by wriggling until he’d dragged most of her clothing from her body. She started unbuttoning Kyle’s shirt and Jake shrugged one suspender off his shoulder. Ellie turned and pulled the other one down, and Jake stripped his shirt off. 

Kyle finished unbuttoning his shirt and Ellie helped him pull it off while Jake slipped her panties down. Jake hauled her onto his lap, her back facing his front. She arched back against him and he grunted, then he spread her thighs. “Now, we want to have a treat too.”

Kyle’s eyes glowed golden as he lifted a bowl of warm chocolate from the table and began drizzling it over her. 

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About Shauna Aura Knight
An artist, author, and presenter, Shauna’s work is inspired by magic and awakening mythic imagination. She’s a fantasy artist and author of paranormal romance and urban fantasy including Werewolves in the Kitchen, A Winter Knight’s Vigil, and A Fading Amaranth. Her mythic artwork and designs are used for magazine covers, book covers, and illustrations.

She travels nationally offering intensive education in the transformative arts of community leadership, facilitation, and personal transformation, and is the author of numerous articles and books on those subjects including The Leader Within, Dreamwork for the Initiate’s Path, and Ritual Facilitation.  

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Forsaken Realms, The Hunt Is On!

It's release day for Forsaken Realms! This is my first book release in 15 months. It feels like forever. I'm super nervous but delighted to be sharing stories with my friends and readers again.

Blurb: Forsaken Realms:

On The Run, Bounty Hunters.

 “Retrieval specialist” is a fancy term for high-level corporate bounty hunting and Agent Gemmina Nayar is the best in her league. She’s a sense-enhanced, level-seven bounty hunter from New Mumbai who receives an exclusive invitation to track a dangerous criminal on private property. She arrives on the tropical planetoid eager to hunt and release her inner tigress, but is disappointed to discover the bounty has already been captured.

Syan is a Kironian, an off-limits alien race. He’s gorgeous, rugged and all male. Even sedated and forced to wear an electronic silence collar, he resembles a coppery skinned refugee from Mount Olympus. Gemmina’s unaware Kironian saliva is loaded with pheromones that can turn even the most indifferent woman into a willing mate. A single kiss or bite is sabotage.

When the mission turns lethal, she realizes she’s not only been tricked into bringing the wrong man to justice, but the harsh jungle below is a calculated trap.

 Excerpt: (After a crash landing, Syan and Gemmina are cutting a path through the jungle)

Syan stepped ahead of her and swung his powerful arm in an arc making the virtual blade glow white-hot. Soon he hacked a tunnel through what had looked like an impassable wall of brush. A virtual blade did some of the work, but it responded directly to the effort expended. His arm never seemed to tire. The task was exhausting to watch, and she knew it must be taking a toll on his already spent reserves. They walked a long way, fighting their way through jungle. The heat wore on her. “You haven’t seen anymore of that bava vine have you?”

The machete stilled; he turned. “It’s everywhere. Would you like to stop and rest? I sensed you were tired but also knew that if I said anything you would be defensive.”

Gemmina knew he was right. “I do need to rest, but only for a few minutes.”

A big smile warmed his face. “I need to rest, too.” He walked toward a yellowish vine, sliced a long portion of it off, and brought it to her.

She accepted the juicy vine with a smile. “Thanks.”

“I like doing things for you.” Syan turned away from her and yanked the top half of his body hugging pressure suit over his head, revealing a flawless wedge-shaped torso rippling with muscle. “The day is hot.” With his back turned he tossed the discarded shirt near the packs and cut another bava vine, drinking several sections dry before glancing over his shoulder. “Do you want more?”

“Yes.”
He hacked another chunk of bava away, then faced her.
A gasp of awe escaped her. His coppery chest was smooth, no body hair, and heavily tattooed from shoulder to shoulder in an intricately wrought triangle of geometric patterns that glowed emerald green.

“You are staring.” He handed her the section of vine. “I have heard men of Earth mark their skin as well.”

“They do.” She could barely trust herself to speak, and it was all she could do not to reach out and touch the solid curves of his lean torso.

“You may touch.” With care, he took hold of her hand, which was slightly sticky with bava juice, and brought it to his chest.

His skin felt hot beneath her palm. The tattoos had a faint almost phosphorescent quality. She scanned the beautiful designs noticing they were not simple abstract designs as she had first thought. On closer inspection she saw what appeared to be stylized birds of prey and stalking cat-like creatures hidden in the dense line work. “What do these marks mean?”

He crouched lower bringing himself to eye level with her. “I’m glad you asked.” Without releasing her hand he traced her fingertips across his skin until they hovered near the cat-like creature. “This is a picture representation of my name. It was my father’s name as well. On Kiron a, syan is the largest hunter in the jungle. It is twice the size of the biggest man. On Earth I believe you have a similar creature called a tiger.”

“Yes, I see that now.” Her gaze flickered between the tattoo and Syan’s shining black eyes, which tipped upward ever so slightly at the corners.

“Young men must earn each mark by doing brave things and passing many tests.” He traced a faint triangle in the air, moving his finger from shoulder to shoulder and then to a point above his navel. “This area on a man’s torso is called a, shambu or chevron. It takes a man many years to fill in. Recently I received my last mark on my twenty-eighth birthday. Now my shambu is complete.”

His face beamed with pride, which she took note of. “Does that indicate something special?”

“It means I am eligible to claim a life mate.”

Dear God, it was getting hard to breathe. “Oh.”

He moved closer. “You are the first woman to see my completed shambu.”

Her heart raced. “I’m honored.”

“On Kiron showing a woman your shambu is not a casual thing. It’s very personal.”

“Then why did you do it?”

His lips parted, and he appeared to be breathlessly waiting for her to say more.

She sensed he was considering asking for her permission to touch.

“Gemmina....”

This was no time to think or get caught in reason. Purely on instinct, she cupped the sides of his face, pulled him close, and kissed his beautiful mouth. There was no resistance, only thrilling heat. His lips were soft and carried the faintest hint of sweet bava. Immediately he tangled his fingers in her hair, drew her close, and held her captive against his chest. The kiss deepened into a warm, intimate meld. A heart pounding sense of intoxication rose as she glided her tongue across his. Her thigh brushed against his. She wanted him to topple her to the ground and lie with her so badly it hurt...

Forsaken Realms is available today and part of Bounty Hunters United, Fated Desires Publishing, On The Run-Special Lines. Many more exciting bounty hunts are on the way.  

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