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Guarding his Heart – Carolyn Spear #romance #paranormal

guarding heartToday I’m hosting Carolyn Spear’s hero, Trevor Green, from her release, Guarding his Heart in the Wiccan Haus series. Welcome Trevor. So happy to meet you!

Thanks, Dani for inviting me today. This really isn’t my thing- socializing but I promised Cassie I’d play nicely. I’m much better at blending into the background, you know, better for protecting my charges.

How did you meet your heroine? Cassidy Sinclair is my mate. She was my 6-year-old charge’s teacher.

Tell us something no one would believe about you? Large or small.  Really? Well, I’m what a Watcher. Native Americans call me Elder Brother or the Big Man.

A watcher, interesting…What’s the one thing you’d never tell Cassie? I’d never tell her to shave. It would be hypocritical.

LOL! What’s one thing your lover or potential lover can do to totally turn you on? Look at me. That’s all it takes.

Well that’s easy. Do you rely on your physical prowess or your intelligence to attract a lover?  Before Cassie, it was all physical, scratching an itch. Lots of women love tall men. My Cassie, she knows how to put me in my place and I gotta say, I love every minute of it.

Is there a specific body type, hair, or eye color that attracts you? Does your current lover meet the criteria?  I don’t have a “type” but a woman who is comfortable enough in her body to let loose, damn that’s sexy. Cassie owns me.

What’s your occupation? I’m a bodyguard for high ranking members of the Syndicate.

I see…what worries you the most? The bastards in the new radical anti-Syndicate faction. That they will attack Cassie again. It would be the last time.

I can see you’re a take care of business type. What’s a sexual fantasy that your lover would never agree to? Sharing. I don’t share well. No menages for me!

Don’t blame you there, I’m the jealous type. Well I hope yours and Cassie’s story is a Wiccan Haus hit.  Glad you stopped by today.

Thanks, Dani. Here’s the blurb and excerpt for Guarding his Heart.

School teacher Cassidy Sinclair’s sanity is questioned after claiming to see her hero appear out of thin air. Her savior dies in her arms after intercepting a gunshot meant for her and her student, Allan Branson. The only person who believes her account is the boy’s father who arranges her one-week stay at an exclusive holistic healing spa called the Wiccan Haus off the coast of Maine.

Trevor Green, a paranormal, is recovering—again—from gunshot wounds at Wiccan Haus. His body battered and his confidence broken, he is tasked to protect the woman he almost got killed. The one he’s fantasized about for months and who thinks he’s dead.


“What happened?”

What happened? He inhaled a calming breath and counted to ten, aware that Cemil and Cyrus had joined Sage and were awaiting his answer. Well, not Cemil. He was just being polite. As a telepath, he’d already read Trevor’s thoughts.

“She was determined to come back here and I had to stop her.”

Cemil grinned. “The best you could come up with was decloaking her dead savior right in front of her?”

“Yeah,” he snarled, “it was.” Cassidy stirred in his arms and he tightened his hold keeping her close. He savored the innocent intimacy and hated himself for enjoying it.

Dana stood between the two elevators. “Your room or hers?”


He nodded toward Sage as he waited for the third elevator, the one reserved for the humans. Somehow, these siblings had charmed the elevators so that only humans could use the one designated to go to the third floor and only Paranormals could use the second floor elevator. The first elevator was reserved for the siblings alone. No one knew where that one went.

“I could use a key to her room.”

“How will you get there?” Sage asked, though he was sure she knew the answer. As always, he would wait patiently, cloaked, for his opportunity.

“Don’t worry about me. Just get me the key. She’s not going to be an easy one to keep an eye on.” The elevator pinged and Dana escorted him to the third floor.

In the privacy of the elevator, he pressed his lips to her hair. She wouldn’t know, but he would remember the silky strands caressing his cheek during the long lonely nights.

He needed to concoct a believable explanation for materializing out of thin air without threatening her sanity. Or his secret.

About the author

Once upon a time there an only child who grew up with a single Cspearmother in a rural Virginia county. This curious, bright girl, full of imagination, often roamed in her mind to far away places she’d read about or seen on television. Now, decades later, she appreciates the slow, steady ritual of suburban life as a wife and mother of two similarly whimsical girls. The trips are still frequent, only now she records them to share with others. Enjoy!


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Cocky Confessions: The Dragon’s Heart with Daniel Ashborne

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Dragon's HeartDaniel Ashborne from Eden Ashe’s The Dragon’s Heart is sitting in the Cocky Confessions hot seat today.

Welcome, Daniel. Thanks for agreeing to be interviewed. Let’s give everyone a glimpse into your life. May I ask what you do for a living? *Snorts* I’m king of the entire race of dragon-shifters.

Oh…I see. Sounds like a busy life. As king, do you have a dragon-shifter love interest? If so, how did you meet?

I met Shelby Kincade a year ago on the set of her newest movie. She was the lead actress and I was hired to head up security when rumor got to me of a rogue dragon Hunter on set. The Dragon’s Heart picks up eleven months after our first date—also known as the night I blew up her world and spent a year thinking she tried to have me killed.

So, you like humans as well. Tell us something no one would believe about you? Large or small.

Children scare me. Don’t tell Shelby.

I won’t breathe a word of it. Certainly don’t need to be on the bad side of a dragon king. Is there the one thing you’d never tell her besides being wary of kids?

*Furrows brow in deep thought* She learned most of my deepest, darkest secrets in our story, so I don’t think there’s anything I wouldn’t tell her now.

What’s something she does that totally turns you on?

Smile. Shelby has this smile she’s famous for, the one she shows the world. And then she has this smile that’s just for me. It kills me and turns me on every time.

Which leads to my next question. Do you rely on your physical prowess or your intelligence to attract a lover?


Dragon…right. Have you ever done something that could have landed you in prison?

I’m more than two thousand years old. We won’t go there.

Who’s your best buddy? What do you guys do when bromancing?

I’m a dragon. We don’t have friends. But if you’re asking about the male I trust most, he would be Luca Dragan. He’s a good sparring partner and I trust him to have my back in the middle of any battle.

Is there a specific body type, hair, or eye color that attracts you? Does your current lover meet the criteria?

Tall brunettes. I’m 6’8, so I preferred women I wouldn’t be afraid to touch. And Shelby is the exact opposite of that. Short, blonde, slender. She’s perfect. She even manages to get me to talk.

So, not much of talker. I’m assuming there have been previous brunettes in your past.

Though Shelby and I met a year before, our story actually starts when I get a call that I’d accidentally mated to someone.

Accidentally…hmmm. Bet that was a bone of contention in the beginning. What’s the hottest thing a lover has ever said to you?

“I love you.”

What intrigues you most about Shelby?

*Raises brow* Have you met Shelby? She’s this tiny, feisty, beautiful little ball of energy and light. And though I’ve yet to figure out how she did it, she wrapped me around her little finger.

Does she do anything that drives you crazy?

She insists the other dragons I trust are friends. No matter how many times I tell her we don’t have friends.

I’m sure she’ll endear you to some of our human ways over time. Last question, what does a dragon king do for fun? Any hobbies?

Does training count? What about sex?

LOL Total alpha male. Daniel, even a human males consider sex a great hobby! Thanks for enlightening our audience to the ways of dragons and offering insight into a dragon king’s mind.


Blurb for The Dragon’s Heart:

“We’re dragons. We don’t do the mushy friend thing.” – Daniel

The dragon-shifter king will do anything to keep his mate alive…even if it means war.

After millennia as king of the dragon-shifters, Daniel Ashborne wants a little peace and quiet, especially from the beautiful Hollywood starlet who haunts his memories. His escape tactics end abruptly when he is called to the ER to save the one woman he wants to forget, but who now bears his mark.

Shelby Kincade’s life and movie career were nearly destroyed when Daniel vanished a year ago. Now he’s back, claiming they have been accidentally mated. Getting over him once was hard enough, but she must choose either the life of her dreams or the man she can’t live without. With peace finally on the horizon between the dragon-shifters and the Hunters, an assassination attempt on the dragon king and his mate shatters everything. Tensions rebuild as Daniel and his loyal team of shifters try to discover who put out the hit. Enemy and ally lines are crossed, but in the end–after the battle ash has settled–no one could have foreseen who has plotted for their own gain.

CONTENT WARNING: Graphic fight scenes, lots of great sex, and hot, hot, hot dragon men. A Lyrical Press Urban Fantasy Romance


A furious Daniel towered over her.

Realizing she was in an ambulance, she scooted back on the stretcher, pulling the sheet tighter around herself. Something was very, very off. There was no pain or range of motion issue with her shoulder. There was just a blackness where the last hour should have been. Whatever was wrong with her, it ran core deep, and had everything to do with the man treating her as if she’d caused all the wrongs in his world.

She let out a pathetic snort. He had vanished on her, leaving her to face the last year alone. The media wasn’t forgiving at the best of times, and they’d had a field day–field year–with America’s Good Girl falling from grace. A dead body, and the disappearance of the man accused of the crime, was too good of a story for the media not to run around the clock for a month straight.

It didn’t make any sense why he hated her. For as much hell as he’d caused her in the last eleven months, professionally and personally, nothing had prepared her for the blast of emotions that rocked her at seeing him standing close to her again. She had no idea what to do with the realization she’d missed him. As soon as she figured out what the hell was going on, she needed deep psychological help.

“So.” She was careful to keep her left arm tucked against her stomach as she tried in vain to put more distance between them. It still didn’t hurt, but the thought of ripping the rapidly healing wound open made her queasy. She’d never been a big fan of blood. Her teeth tugged at her bottom lip as she tried not to worry about how much space he took up, even while sitting on the bench. He was huge. “You’re alive.” When he leaned forward, bringing them closer together, she tried to keep her face impassive. Her gaze dropped to the huge forearms he braced against tree trunk-sized thighs, before she snapped her attention back to his face. He was a lunatic who looked to be on the verge of major violence. She wasn’t so confused she didn’t understand the combination was a powder keg with a lit fuse. “I wasn’t sure. The police said you were gone before the ambulance ever got to the hospital.”

“Disappointed, princess?”

She almost snorted at him. She’d spent the last year hoping he was still alive, and trying not to let the uncertainty drive her out of her mind. “I didn’t get myself shot on purpose, you know. So whatever you’re mad at me about, it’s not my fault. I didn’t ask them to call you.”

“Right.” He dragged his gaze from the mark over her heart back to her face. Though she was sure she was imagining it, she could have sworn his eyes lingered on her mouth. “Just like the Hunter showing up in your bedroom was just a weird twist of fate?”

“A hunter?” She asked, certain she was missing a huge part of the conversation. “Daniel, my house was in the most exclusive part of Los Angeles. There isn’t anywhere to hunt.”


She remembered that word from their first date. He’d told her it was an ancient dragon curse because his sister didn’t like him using cuss words. Funny. She’d thought it was sweet at the time. Now she was sure it just made him bat-shit crazy.

Links to buy:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/The-Dragons-Heart-Dragon-Lore-ebook/dp/B00ICSHB72/ref=pd_sim_kstore_1?ie=UTF8&refRID=07PMCWYCTR1H4QMP12JA

Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-dragons-heart-eden-ashe/1117407741?ean=9781616505073

Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/the-dragon-s-heart-3

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 About Eden Ashe:Eden AsheConvinced dragons have gotten a bad rep throughout time, and more than a little addicted to fairy tales and romance novels, Eden Ashe has decided to re-write history. In her version, the dragons are ancient warriors in tarnished armor, who not only deserve the girl in the end, but will fight forever for her.

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Thanks and have a great weekend! DJ