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I’m fighting to bring WIP Wednesdays back when I’m actively working on a book… but normally I’m so engrossed in writing that I kinda forget to make a WIP Wednesday post, and then I’ve finished the book in first draft!<\/p>\n
If you follow me on Facebook at http:\/\/www.facebook.com\/felicityheaton<\/a> then you know what I’m up to, but if you haven’t followed me yet, here’s an update. If you are a follower, then you’ll know most of this, but you’ll get that tasty sneak preview snippet I made you vote for!<\/p>\n Right now, I’ve just completed the first drafts of the next two books in my Eternal Mates romance series<\/a>. Hunted by a Jaguar<\/strong> is Kyter and Iolanthe’s story, and that’s the next book in the series. You remember Kyter? He’s that sexy jaguar shifter who runs Underworld, the nightclub in Kissed by a Dark Prince<\/a>. The bonus is, you’ll be seeing Bleu in action again in his book since they’re kinda buddies now. Bachelors have to stick together.<\/p>\n The other book I’ve just finished in first draft is Craved by an Alpha<\/strong>. No, it’s not about werewolves. It’s about a delicious snow leopard shifter. You’ll get to meet Cavanaugh briefly in Kyter’s book as these two big kitties work together at the nightclub. Cavanaugh’s heroine is Eloise. Craved by an Alpha<\/strong> is a novella, and it’s around half the length of the novels in the series.<\/p>\n Now that I’m done with writing these two, I’ve set them aside to rest while I plan the next book in the Eternal Mates series<\/a>, Bitten by a Hellcat<\/strong>, which is another novella.<\/p>\n Yes, I’m having a run on this series, and absolutely loving it!<\/p>\n The plan as it stands is that I will release the next four books in the Eternal Mates romance series<\/a> close together, only a few weeks between each release. The current release plan for the books is for them to go in this order:<\/p>\n Jan 10th – Hunted by a Jaguar There’s a chance I could release them about a month earlier for each release… would you like that?<\/p>\n Once I’ve written Bitten by a Hellcat<\/strong>, I’m planning and writing Taken by a Dragon<\/strong>, which is novel length and it’s Anais the hunter and her story. Remember her? She got snatched by a pesky dragon in Claimed by a Demon King<\/a>. Well, that dragon is Loke and he might have Anais holed up in his cave somewhere in the dragon realm in Hell and a certain sassy huntress turned demon queen might be on a warpath to get her fellow huntress back. I think Loke needs to watch his back…<\/p>\n I know what you’re thinking… that’s a lot of books! Don’t worry though. I’m not using up all my release spots for 2015 in one fell swoop.<\/p>\n I’m also planning to write and release in 2015: And maybe a Vampires Realm novella if I really work some magic!<\/p>\n Now, how about a sneak preview snippet from Hunted by a Jaguar<\/strong>? I asked my Facebook followers what they wanted and they chose this book…<\/p>\n A little backstory… this is close to the start of the book, and Kyter’s first face-to-face meeting with his heroine, Iolanthe. Kyter is being a naughty kitty by trying to make his unflappable heroine blush and trying to win her over as they’re both after the same object…<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Kyter took a step back, stooped and unzipped the main compartment of his backpack. He took out his canteen and rose to his feet. The female eyed him, her blade still held at the ready. At least she hadn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t attacked when he had feigned dropping his guard.<\/p>\n He unscrewed the cap on his canteen and then put it back on as an idea came to him.<\/p>\n He set the canteen down on his backpack. Stood and stared across the narrow strip of ground to the female, making sure he had the whole of her attention. When he had assured himself that she was still staring at him, he grabbed the hem of his black t-shirt and pulled it up.<\/p>\n Her eyes shot wide.<\/p>\n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Wh-what do you think you are doing?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d She edged back a step and her blade dropped a few inches before it came back up.<\/p>\n He smirked and pulled the top off over his head, taking his time about it and giving her a nice, leisurely look at his stomach and chest. He dropped the black tee on his pack and she stared at him. No blush. No problem. He could get one out of her.<\/p>\n He swiped the canteen from beneath his tee, unscrewed the cap and raised it above his head. He tipped half of the contents over his sandy hair. Water ran down his face and throat and over his chest.<\/p>\n She stammered. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153What\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 I\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 what?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n Kyter shot her his best smile as he scrubbed his hand over his hair, tousling the wet strands and squeezing more water from it. It ran in rivulets down his face and his body.<\/p>\n A blush scalded her cheeks.<\/p>\n Bingo.<\/p>\n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m hot,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he murmured and rubbed the water into his chest. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153And a little dusty. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m remedying that.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n Because he hated being dirty.<\/p>\n But he could be dirty for her.<\/p>\n She blinked and her mouth flapped but no words came out. Her gaze betrayed her and fell to his chest as he swept his hand across it. The heat on her cheeks flared hotter. She turned her back on him.<\/p>\n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Put some clothes on.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n He smirked. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I have clothes on. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m damned if I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m going to boil to death for you. Prude. You don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t like what you see, get out of my territory.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n She turned on him, her green eyes flashing fire.<\/p>\n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I am not a prude\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 and this is not your territory.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Her left eyebrow slowly rose and she murmured, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Territory. You have said that twice now.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n And he wouldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t say it again, because he preferred it when people couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t tell what he was. His mixed genes normally masked his jaguar scent, making it impossible to detect his species to all but the most experienced fae and demons. At her age, she had probably met several jaguars, and he was surprised she hadn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t figured him out yet.<\/p>\n He still didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t have a damn clue what she was.<\/p>\n She lowered the blade to her side and smiled at him, fluttering her eyelashes. Trying to play at his game? She was an awful actress. Too forced. Even the stupidest of males would have seen through her attempt to charm him.<\/p>\n She was going to be a tricky customer though. She wanted the artefact. He could see it in her eyes. He had animal magnetism to his advantage, and a better ability at acting, but something about her had him hungry for a taste of her, and he wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t sure it was purely her beauty or her gracefulness. If she took the stick out of her ass and really turned on the charm, he didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t think he would be able to resist the fierce desire she stirred in him with only a look. Just thinking about it had him aching for her, growing hard in his combats.<\/p>\n He cursed himself for being too damn easy and turned away from her to look at the fresco and give himself a moment to get his body back under control. He had to keep building on the foundations he had laid. He couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t give her a chance to pull herself back together. The quickest way to get in her good graces and get information out of her would be pretending to fall for her charms, giving her the impression she was in control of the situation, and then turning the tables on her.<\/p>\n The trouble was, he probably wouldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t be pretending to fall for her poor attempts at seduction and he would probably forget all about the turning tables part.<\/p>\n He felt her gaze roaming his back, intent and focused. The scars on it burned.<\/p>\n Kyter whirled to face her, a growl rumbling through his chest, and she dropped her eyes to her boots.<\/p>\n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You not left yet?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he snapped and she straightened, pinning him with a glare.<\/p>\n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You have to leave.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n He shook his head and took a swig from his canteen. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Nope. I like it here.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n She pointed her blade at him again. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I have a weapon, you do not.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n Kyter slowly smiled. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Oh, I have a weapon. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s around this big.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n He spaced his hands around ten inches apart.<\/p>\n She blushed beautifully again. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You disgust me.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I was talking about a knife. I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know what you thought I was talking about\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 oh\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 man\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 you have a dirty mind.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d He smirked as she huffed and turned away from him. Giving him her back? She either felt confident she could defend herself if he attacked, or she was beginning to feel he wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t a threat to her and was starting to trust him. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Name\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Kyter.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I have no interest in your name.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d She swung her blade up onto her shoulder again and looked over it at him. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I shall call you Disgusting Pig.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n Kyter shrugged, luring her eyes back down to his body. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m not a pig.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n Her gaze jumped back up to his face and narrowed. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153What are you?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n He shot her another smile. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I told you. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m Kyter.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n Her huff filled the quiet room. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I should have named you Irritating.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n She looked as if she was considering leaving. Oddly, he didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t want that to happen. He was enjoying playing with her. She had the most alluring little crinkle between her brows when he was frustrating her and he liked the way her eyes flashed green fire flecked with gold.<\/p>\n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Irritating is my middle name.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Kyter held his free hand out to her. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Most people call me Kyter.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n She slowly turned back to face him, looked at his hand, but didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t take it. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Iolanthe.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n He bet a thousand men had told her what a pretty name she had. It suited her beauty. He was damned if he was going to be number one thousand and one though.<\/p>\n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153So, Io.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d He flinched when she shot down that attempt at friendliness with an icy glare and tried again. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Lanthe?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n She scowled. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Do not shorten my name without permission.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n Tough customer. He cleared his throat. If they were back at his bar, he would have offered her a drink to break the ice between them and get her to lower her guard. He cast a glance around the empty room, thinking about the arid ruins beyond it and the fact she wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t likely to want to leave this place to find a joint where they could share a drink. He didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t want to leave either. He would have to do this the hard way.<\/p>\n Kyter offered her his canteen.<\/p>\n She raised an eyebrow at it. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153What do you expect me to do with that?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n The unsteady edge to her eyes and her heartbeat said that she thought he meant her to toss water over herself in some sort of private wet t-shirt competition for his eyes only. While he wouldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t say no to seeing her wet all over, it hadn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t been his intention and it was probably a little too soon for trying anything so risqu\u00c3\u00a9.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n <\/p>\n What do you think?<\/p>\n <\/p>\n I’m fighting to bring WIP Wednesdays back when I’m actively working on a book… but normally I’m so engrossed in writing that I kinda forget to make a WIP Wednesday post, and then I’ve finished the book in first draft! … Continue reading
\nJan 31st – Craved by an Alpha
\nFeb 21st – Bitten by a Hellcat
\nMar 14th – Taken by a Dragon<\/p>\n
\nA Vampire Erotic Theatre series novella
\nA Her Angel series novella
\nGuardians of Hades books 1-3<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"http:\/\/www.felicityheaton.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/signature.gif\" "\\"Felicity")
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