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Moonlight by Ines Johnson (Book II in the Moonkind series)

Moonlight (Moonkind Series) by [Johnson, Ines]


You can never go home again…
Viviane Veracruz is on her way home from university with a degree in one hand…and a
baby in her belly. Desperate to escape the judgement of her family, she accepts a sexy
stranger’s offer to pose as the father for a few days. The plan is for him to run off leaving
her family none the wiser. But the longer Pierce Alcede stays, the more she can’t let him
Home is where the heart is…
Pierce Alcede has finally come to terms with the fact that he is a lone wolf, prone to roam
the wilderness alone and never settle down with a family of his own. When he meets a
pregnant woman in need, he thinks nothing of stepping in to take the brunt of her
family’s ire. But somewhere between working on the Veracruz Ranch by day and
climbing into Viviane’s bed at night, Pierce forgets to run away.
Can a woman searching for a place to belong find a home with a man who lives to roam?


“Is this seat taken?”
The husky feminine voice called Pierce’s attention away from the window and up
long legs, down dangerously curved hips, around high, pert breasts to end at a heart-shaped
face engulfed in a halo of dark curls. The dark curls and lush curves marked her as a wolf.
Pierce cleared his throat and shifted in his seat. He motioned with his hands for the
she-wolf to take the place across from him. She struggled to lift her luggage into the
overhead compartment. Pierce stood to offer assistance.
“I’ve got it,” she insisted and hefted the bulk over her head with a grunt.
Pierce stepped back. He was used to strong, independent women. He’d been
surrounded by them his whole life. He took no offense that this woman didn’t want his
assistance. That didn’t mean he wasn’t a gentleman. He waited to be sure she’d secured the
case. Then he waited some more until she was seated.
When she’d finished with her case and stepped into the booth, she stopped in front
of her seat and blinked at him. Confusion and then irritation played across the angles of her
beautiful face. Her brows rose to her hairline. She tilted her head towards his seat. When he
failed to sit down, she motioned with her hand.
Pierce flustered down into his seat, averting his gaze. Had he made a mistake?
Perhaps she wasn’t a wolf? Perhaps she was a witch?
It wouldn’t be the first time he’d mistaken a witch for a wolf. His last encounter with
a witch -on a train no less- had led to a wedding. It had nearly been his wedding. Until his
older brother, Jackson, had stepped in and claimed Lucia as the mate to his soul. The wolf
and witch lived happily in a quaint little cottage in the woods.
With Pierce now in his seat, the woman sat. She crossed those mile long legs. Then
she cleared her throat.
Pierce blinked. Then he realized; he’d been staring. That’s when he knew she wasn’t
a witch. Had she been one he’d have been under a spell by now.
He looked up to offer a sheepish apology. When his eyes met hers, his breath caught
in his throat. Beneath the halo of dark, thick hair she had eyes of the lightest blue. Pierce had
seen the ocean of the Arctic. That body of water was a dark, murky swamp compared to the
crystals set deep in this woman’s face.
He was a lone wolf, prone to roam. He was also a man with needs. Both man and
wolf salivated at this woman before him. He was certain his interest was plain. He heard
himself panting. His mouth watered. He brushed his thumb at the corner of his lip to
capture the drop of evidence.
In response, the she-wolf closed her eyes and sighed. Her foot tapped an irritated
song on the floorboards. She turned her head and focused her attention outside at the
“This is beautiful countryside,” he tried.
They were now far from Sequoia and nearer to the Mexican border.
“Yes,” she said. She turned her head from the window and produced a book from
the bag in her lap. She held the book up in front of her face, blocking him from her beauty.
The terse response indicated that she wasn’t interested in him. It should’ve turned
Pierce off. It didn’t. The last thing he wanted was an entanglement. Her disinterest in him
would serve him well. If he could flip that disinterest, and by extension her, on its back for
the morning.
Pierce rarely went for she-wolves. The hot-blooded females could form attachments
with males who were not their mates. It was in their natures.
He saw no bite marks on her collarbone. He scented no other wolf on her skin.
Though he noted a male scent; probably human. Wolves played with humans, but they
didn’t mate for life. Which meant she likely wasn’t looking for any entanglements herself. If
he could just capture her attention, he might spark her interest.
“I hope you don’t mind my saying,” he began, a wolfish smile on his face. “But you
have the most beautiful-”
“You know, I’m perfectly fine if we dispense with all the niceties and sit here in
companionable silence.” She said it with the most polite, most beatific smile.
That smile made Pierce’s blood pump and his cock harden. He’d give her anything to
keep her smiling at him like that. “If that’s what you wish.”
“It is.” She aimed the smile pointedly at him.
From his peripheral view, he caught a look at the stupid grin on his face in the glass
window. “Then that’s what you’ll have.”
“Thank you.” She pulled the book up, hiding her smile and those eyes, breaking the
With her smile gone, Pierce’s grin turned into a frown. He read the cover of the thick book
in her hands; Sheep Health, Husbandry, and Disease. He doubted it was for pleasure
reading. Perhaps it was a textbook? Maybe she was a student? Sequoia University was near
the train station.
“Are you a student?”
She lowered the book and arrowed those light-colored eyes at him. “I thought we
agreed to dispense with the niceties?” She smiled, but the facial expression was tight and full
of annoyed patience.
His wolf wanted to poke it with his paw. “I can’t help it. I’m always nice. My mother
raised a gentleman.”
Her false facade dropped at the word gentleman. “The only time males are
gentlemen,” she practically spat the word, “is when they want to get up a female’s skirt.”
Pierce’s eyes darted to those long legs and the hem of her skirt. By the time he made
it back to her face, he knew he was caught. He put on his most winning smile. This smile
had gotten him an A in Ms. Peckham’s Chemistry class even after he failed both the midterm
and final exams. Fairies fell to their knees at this smile. Hell, even a witch had fallen under
the spell of this smile. Pierce launched it at the wolf across from him.
Before he could put forth words, she opened her mouth to speak. Then she
swallowed. She rubbed her hand over her flat abdomen. Finally, she lurched forward,
vomiting in his lap.
So much for his A game.


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Ines writes books for strong women who suck at love. If you rocked out to the twisted triangle of Jem, Jericha, and Rio as a girl; if you were slayed by vampires with souls alongside Buffy; if you need your scandalous fix from Olivia Pope each week, then you’ll love her books!

Aside from being a writer, professional reader, and teacher, Ines is a very bad Buddhist. She sits in sangha each week, and while others are meditating and getting their zen on, she’s contemplating how to use the teachings to strengthen her plots and character motivations.

Ines lives outside Washington, DC with her two little sidekicks who are growing up way too fast.

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Left Behind by Douglas Black #newgayromance



Left Behind is an MM erotic romance set in the Scottish Highlands. It is the first book in my new Abducted Hearts series that is being released as part of Loose Id Publishing’s Three for the Holidays range. Book Two, Highland Gathering, is coming soon and the final installment, Haunted Heart will release in February!


Stewart is instantly attracted to Gary, but he isn’t sure he’s ready to date again. Gary wants Stewart, but he doesn’t think Stewart will stick around when he finds out the secret Gary is hiding.


Faced with the prospect of spending Christmas alone with his daughter, Havana, in the house he used to share with his husband, widower Stewart Robertson heads north to a campsite in Glen Coe in the Scottish Highlands. There, he meets Gary James, an American parapsychologist with beliefs very different to Stewart’s own.


The sexual attraction is instantaneous, and overwhelming, and when Gary asks Stewart to spend Christmas with him and his friends in Fort William, Stewart agrees. Knowing next to nothing about each other, the two quickly start a physical relationship.


Stewart, emotional, angry and still reeling from the recent death of his husband, doesn’t know if he’s ready to start dating again, but he can’t deny that he wants Gary, a man who is keeping a secret that threatens to derail any chance of a happy ending before they even get started.



“If we’re going,” Stewart said after Lucas finished explaining his plan, “you need to go tell your dad.”


“My dad?” Lucas looked confused.


“Yep. He doesn’t even know I’m here with you. You’ll need to tell him.”


“Can I tell my uncle instead?”


That threw Stewart off his stride. He fought the urge to roll his eyes. “Who are you camping with?”


“My uncle.”


“Then yes, it would be easier to tell your uncle. I thought he was your dad.”


“No. My dad’s in Iraq.”


Right. So not much point calling him, then, Stewart thought. He never had been good at understanding the way children’s minds worked.


Instead of admitting that, Stewart gestured for Lucas to go. He took Havana inside to get ready, and when he emerged from the kata, Lucas’s uncle was taking up far too much room on the decking outside, armed with two camping chairs and a cooler.


“Snacks,” he said in an American accent Stewart didn’t even try to place. He flashed Stewart a blinding smile, his height forcing Stewart to look up at him.


He transferred the cooler and folded camping chairs into one hand before extending the free one for Stewart to shake. Stewart did and earned another of those jolts of attraction. It was worse the second time around, with the skin contact and that dark, intense gaze on him. The man’s hands were big, his grip strong, but his skin was soft. Warm. Stewart cleared his throat.


“Gary,” the man said.


Stewart knew he was staring, not letting go of Gary’s hand. The man’s height and build and presence made Stewart feel like he was caught in a tractor beam, frozen in place and rendered incapable of movement or speech. But inside, Stewart’s mind was racing a million miles an hour. He was chastising himself in no uncertain terms for behaving as he was. For feeling the way he was. For even noticing how much stronger Gary was compared to him, and for remembering Gary naked earlier that morning and wishing he had stayed longer.


Already it felt like an imperfect memory. Hairy chest, muscular body, impressive cock. He was mad at himself for focusing on the latter. For immediately fixating on how much he wanted to fuck. Get fucked. Even just be held in strong arms, feel that smile directed at him from someone who clearly thought there was still stuff worth smiling about. Because it didn’t seem to matter how much time Stewart spent with Havana, how tightly he hugged her, and how much he worried about her, he was lonely. So lonely, sometimes he wondered if he was going to die from it. And that was a drama-queen thought by anyone’s standard, but sometimes it was true. It was like the pain. A seemingly endless state from which there was no escape.


“Now, back in the States, this is the point where the other person gives their name.”


Stewart crashed back to reality in time to jerk his hand out of Gary’s. He took a deep breath. This is the part where you decide I’m batshit crazy and should in no way be allowed near either you or your son. Nephew. Whatever.


“Stewart,” he managed. “Sorry, my brain’s away with the fairies.” Wasn’t that the truth?


Gary flashed him another smile, and Stewart had to take a step back. He shook his head, forced a laugh, then said, “I haven’t been sleeping. Hence coming here to get away from it all, but that hasn’t worked either. My head’s not in the game. This is Havana. Your nephew’s been doing a great job keeping her entertained all morning.”


“So I’ve been told.” Gary turned his attention to Havana, allowing Stewart the opportunity to give the man another once-over.


Baggy waterproof trousers, expensive walking boots, and a quality branded outdoor jacket. Gary looked every inch like he belonged in the great outdoors, with the exception of the black T-shirt with luminous green alien face and the writing The Truth is Out There picked out in silver underneath. People tended to wear their oldest, least-favorite clothes when there was a chance of them getting muddy, Stewart reasoned. He turned his thoughts back to Gary, who was calling Havana a little lady and offering her a bow.


“I hear we’re off to do some exploring by the river, maybe see if we can rent some bikes?” Gary said when he straightened.


The bikes were a new addition to the plan. It seemed Lucas made things up as he went along. Or waited until he had initial approval before adding additional details.


“Seems that way,” Stewart said.


Gary looked at Lucas. He grinned. “Lead on, dude.”


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Born and raised in bonnie Scotland, Douglas Black writes contemporary MM erotic romance. Welcome to your fantasy.


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