Thursday, August 10, 2017

Cimmerian Shade: Decadent Kane with Credence: Moon Dragons @naughtynightspr @ginakincade @erzabetbishop @shifter_lover @DecadentKane




Get ready for 22 doses of hot, heart-pumping romance from the darkside with heroes and heroines to keep you turning the pages! Grab this 24-author set now for only 99 pennies! This is a limited edition, and the steal-of-a-price is for a limited time featuring stories from award winning, bestselling authors. 

For your reading pleasure, we'll be featuring each author with a story of her choice for the next few weeks. Some will include interviews, and all will include excerpts. Today's featured author is Decadent Kane.



1.   What makes your stories unique?
As with any author, creativity comes in plot and characters. I think what makes mine different is I don't put things together like other people…
Example: Elves and Orgasm curses.
Who thinks up these things?
Oh right- me. 😊

2.   Is there a common thread that runs through your books?

Other than romance? LOL. With my elves, it's the kind of trouble they get into. With my new series…well we are all gonna have to read and find out *winks*.


3.   Besides writing, what things are you most passionate about?

I'm extremely passionate about family, but I'm sure you expected that. What you might not expect is I'm also passionate about editing (my day job) and crafting.

4.   Not limited to writing, what do you believe to be some of your greatest accomplishments so far?

Greatest accomplishments so far?
Two beautiful girls who are super intelligent.
USA Today bestseller
Successful editing business (Wolfe Ross Editing)
Graduating College with BA in English


5.   Name a few of your favorites (colors, TV shows, movies, stars, songs, etc.)

Movie: A Knight's Tale
TV: Supernatural (Dean is drool worthy)
Song: P!nk "You & Your Hand"
Author: Kresley Cole gives me an author boner 😊



Torren is days away from competing in the Draconic Challenge and earning the prize he needs to complete his magic credence. His sky-high dream of apprenticing with the Ancients is finally in sight. The last thing this solitary moon dragon needs is a mate dragging him down to earth, and a human one at that. Not that his body will listen. Dovie is minding her own business—literally—when a handsome stranger walks into her bookstore.

One spontaneous orgasm later, she’s left with no choice but to close up shop. The last thing she needs is an overbearing dragon dragging her to his mountain and telling her to shelve her dreams in favor of a stupid contest. Not that her body will listen. Torren and Dovie must fight their treacherous attraction to each other or sacrifice their ambitions forever. But moon dragon magic doesn’t choose lightly, and when darker forces shatter the peaceful mountain enclave the dragons call home, human and moon dragon alike will have to reconsider just what they need to achieve a happy ending.



Without thinking too hard on it, she reached up a shaking hand. Would his skin feel like a human’s or a reptile’s? When her flesh met his cheek, it was surprisingly warm and soft, human. His skin shimmered again with yellow brown scales, like a ripple of water, and then it was gone. Electricity shot up her arm.
Dovie jerked her hand back. The current sizzled straight to her core, heating her entire body, and she fell to her knees, moaning. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as a lash of energy continuously lapped between her legs until it crested on the wave of a spontaneous orgasm. It crashed over her, curling her toes as the spasm slowed. Her breath came in short gasps and her hands shook as they held her up on the floor.
What the fuck was that?
“I think you need to come with me, Dovie.” The moon dragon had knelt down beside her. He didn’t try to help her up and she decided that was perfectly fine. She had no idea what had just happened, and until she did, she wasn’t sure touching him was a good idea. Her body had reacted to him, dramatically. She had no control and that scared the crap out of her.
Still in shock, she sat up. She wobbled as she stood, holding her arms out for balance. Once she found it, she gathered the nerve to look at him again. “I’m not sure I should.” She met his eyes. They hooded over with what she assumed was either desire or anger. He had a death grip on the book, his knuckles white. “I don’t even know your name.”
“Torren, and the choice isn’t exactly yours to make anymore, Duv.”
For more from Decadent Kane, visit her on the web:
Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.com/Decadent-Kane/e/B00HAO0VVW
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/decadentkane
Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/DecadentKane
Website/Blog: www.decadentkane.com












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