Sunday, 21 April 2013

Another brilliant review for Sub-Culture

Hi all,

There is nothing like waking up to the five - star review of a very contented reader to make an author's day! Here's what Susan thinks about Sub-Culture:

" Incredible tale of a relationship that just keeps giving
By now I'm sure you all know I'm a real Sage Marlowe fan. I'm slowly working my way through everything he's written because I just love his stories of real men in real situations. Sage writes stories that are incredibly vivid, realistic and invoke the sorts of responses that a book should invoke. By these I mean the lump in the throat, the flood of tears to eyes that have been touched by a tender moment..." read the full review

So, happy Sage? Very happy Sage!!!

Have a wonderful Sunday everyone!

Friday, 19 April 2013

Romeo & Julian on Sale on Amazon

Hi all,

The first two books in the Romeo & Julian series - A Thief on Christmas Eve & A Talent in Your Lies - are currently on offer on Amazon (almost 30% off), so if you haven't got them yet, now is the perfect time :)

Here are the links:

A Thief on Christmas Eve
Sometimes to catch a thief is just the beginning…

When FBI special agent Julian Harris finally corners art thief and cat burglar Romeo, he's planning to put the man first in handcuffs and then behind bars. Instead, he finds himself first trapped in a house in the mountains by a blizzard and then captivated by Romeo's irresistible charm. One thing leads to another, and after a night spent together, Julian wakes up alone with his pride bruised and his heart stolen. Almost a year later, a twist of fate brings them back together and their mutual attraction sparks up again instantly, but events take on a dynamic that could have at least one of them wind up dead. Blackmailed into a precarious break-in, Romeo has to choose between Julian's life and his own safety while all the time, there are two questions on Julian's mind. Who is this slick and sexy thief really, and where does his true loyalty lie?

A Talent in Your Lies
Being close to someone and knowing them are two entirely different things…

FBI agent Julian Harris realizes that when it comes to his new consultant Romeo, being close to someone and knowing them are two entirely different things. Two weeks into their new work relationship, Romeo and Julian have the first real case on their sheet. A stolen painting not only requires former art thief Romeo's expertise, it also gives Julian the chance to find out more about the man who shares his bed but has yet to tell him his real name. As they unravel the solution to the crime, Julian realizes that Romeo has more secrets than he thought and might even be using his new status as FBI team member to pursue his own agenda. Once again, Julian follows a path full of unexpected twists and turns on his quest to unveil Romeo's true identity—and what does it mean that just as he gets close, his own life is in danger?


Thursday, 18 April 2013

Sage is Out: Interviewing Jazz Spencer at Sid Love's Blog

Hi all,

This is a first for me - I've interviewed one of my characters, fellow author Jazz Spencer aka JS Phoenix. If you know my books, you'll remember him as one of the heroes of the Phoenix - Series. Find out what he has to say here:

My visit on Sid's blog is part of a huge giveaway drive with lots of authors participating and giving away books, so drop by and try your luck!


Thursday, 4 April 2013

New release special: Kayan's Mage by Jess Buffet

Hi all, 

Funny how all my friends seem to have new releases coming out in the same week. It sure makes my TBR-pile groan, and generous as I am, I'm sharing the joy with you. Here's another great read for you by the lovely Jess Buffet: 

The Kayan's Mage
Sawyer McLeod lost his family and his entire Guild, except his twin, seven years ago. Now almost twenty-one, he is coming to the age to receive his abilities as a Mage. Unfortunately there are others who will stop at nothing to see the brothers don’t survive that long.
When Jake Hunter, Kayan for a Clan of Wolf Shifters living in Australia, finally finds his true-mate, he doesn’t expect it to be in the midst of a brutal attack. Through omissions of truth, misunderstandings, and fear, Jake struggles to prove to Sawyer that he can trust him.
When Sawyer is finally willing to give Jake a chance, a ghost from the past returns to destroy everything they have built together. Will they be able to overcome the foe long thought gone, or will it be the end for the Kayan’s Mage?

  “Come to the new club, you said. It’ll be fun, you said…I’m not really feelin’ it, Riley,” Sawyer McLeod muttered to his brother.
One of these days he was really going to stop listening to that brother of his. Really, any day now. Shame he should have started yesterday.
His twin, Riley, had always had a knack for getting them into one scrape or another, but to his credit not even Sawyer had seen this coming. The group of men who were currently backing them into a corner were twice their size and just as drunk, looking more than ready to start something. The fact that their so-called best friend, Elijah, was standing with the men and encouraging them was a real kicker as well.
Sawyer was still reeling from seeing their former friend walk toward the group of men. He had thought the man had lost his mind, until Elijah had turned back, pointing his finger in their direction, and informed the men that they were the ones the group had been waiting for. Elijah had been the only friend they had, not having stayed too long in the one spot, and watching him betray them like that had felt like a knife in the gut to Sawyer. He had never had a reason not to trust the other man though. Even Elijah suggesting parking in this lot, which was situated further away from the club they were headed to, hadn’t set off any of his usual alarms. Jeez, I must be losing my touch.
“Eli, I don’t know what’s going on, but you need to stop this. Please,” he pleaded, his voice shaking toward the end.
“Why would I want to do that?” Elijah frowned. “Things are going exactly like they should.”
“What things?”
“You and your brother. You’re supposed to be dead, and now you will be.” Elijah made the claim as if Sawyer should have known that. “We can’t have your kind running around and multiplying.”
An icy knot formed in the pit of his stomach. Your kind? Did he know what they were? How? They were always so careful. His heart sank as Elijah’s words truly registered. He was right, they should be dead, and the fact that Elijah knew that could only mean one thing. They had been found.
Sweeping his gaze over the dimly lit lot in desperate hope of finding a way out, Sawyer noticed it was almost empty of cars. As the three large men at the front stepped forward, closing in on them, he became more aware than ever that there was no way anyone would hear a call for help from here. Even if they did, chances were it would be ignored. Life in the city.
The sounds of gravel shuffling under his feet echoed through his ears as they were backed up against the metal fence. Sawyer’s heart was beating so loudly and frantically that he was surprised he could hear anything else. Risking a quick glance at his brother, he saw his own fear mirrored in Riley’s icy blue eyes. It amazed him, even at times like this, that their eyes were the only physical difference between them, Riley’s being blue, whereas Sawyer’s were green.
Struggling to keep himself calm, at least on the outside, he tried to figure out a way of getting them past the three gigantors, then Elijah and the others. There was also another twenty metres to where their car had been parked. No problem, right?
“Com’ere, blondie,” the middle man slurred, his body swaying as he spoke. Sawyer could smell the pungent scent of stale alcohol from where he stood and shivered in revulsion when the man’s eyes raked over him. Worse still was when the man cupped his crotch and licked his lips like they were some sort of delicious meal he couldn’t wait to dig into. God, he was going to be sick.
Riley reached over and gripped Sawyer’s hand tight. He could feel the tremors running through his brother’s body, but he was hiding it well. While they may have had a slight advantage since neither he nor his brother was human, these men were big and outnumbered them. And if Elijah knew what Sawyer and Riley were, he also knew how old they were and that they wouldn’t have their abilities yet. Prime pickings.
“Seems they think they’re too good for us, Bear,” the one to Bear’s left chuckled. He took a step forward, and Sawyer couldn’t contain the whimper of fear that passed his lips even as he stepped sideways to place himself in front of his twin.
“Well now, Tiger, we’ll just have to change their minds. Won’t we, blondie?” sneered Bear.
Really, Tiger and Bear! Who were these guys, the rejects from an L. Frank Baum novel? Sawyer was just waiting for the guy on the right to pipe up and announce to the class that his name was Lion. If they were shifters, maybe he’d get it.
Wait, scrap that. Not even shifters would be that corny.
From behind him, he heard Riley mutter, “Lions, tigers, and bears, oh my.”
A snigger slipped past Sawyer’s lips, clearly indicating that his self-preservation wasn’t kicking in. Both of them had always found the most inappropriate things amusing when they were scared, and unfortunately for them, Bear didn’t seem to appreciate their particular brand of humour. No one ever did.
A fist collided with the side of his head, blindsiding him and knocking him to the ground. From where he fell, Sawyer shoved at Riley, moaning for him to run. Somewhere to his left he heard Riley scream his name, but there was nothing he could do but draw their attention, giving his brother a chance to escape as another hard kick landed in his stomach. That was going to leave a mark. Managing to regain his footing, Sawyer blocked the next hit, following it up with a right hook of his own. His fist collided with the man’s temple and the guy went down with a grunt. All those years they had spent on the street were paying off, and by the look on Elijah’s face, he hadn’t been prepared for that. A small sliver of satisfaction ran through Sawyer. The arsehole hadn’t expected on him fighting back, which meant he didn’t know Sawyer as well as he thought he did.
“That’s right, bitch. This twink fights back,” he spat out.

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Wednesday, 3 April 2013

New release special: The Ghosts' Release by Simone Sinna

Hi all, 

Please welcome back another guest who has visited a couple of months ago. Today Simone is bringing you her brand new release, The Ghosts' Release, another intriguing read.

The Ghosts’ Release by Simone Sinna

Despite her home at Tarrabah being in ashes after an attack by ghost destroyers, Misty goes with her instinct to trust ghost vampire brothers Damon and Kadar, finding their attraction is mutually hypnotic. But the brothers are trying to break the northern vampires centuries long hold on the secret of a viral curse and in order to do so all three are pitted against a formidable enemy. Buoyed by a prophecy from her homeland in Tasmania, Misty must survive the vampire caves beneath Whitby but can only do so if Damon and she can link in a way they have never before through their centuries of attempts. Aided by the ghost of her grandfather who died at the hands of the vampires, and a love that has survived generations, there is a final choice put to them by the Oracle and they must decide whether the power of love will win.

A four part novella series – Scorching erotic MFM paranormal romance

An ancient viral curse that the seer has read in the stones can only be resolved through change and love. As the scientists fight against the clock to find a cure, others are less ready to forgive and plot revenge. Will Becc, Gabriella, Lena, and Misty, and the men they love, and in whose hands the future of the were-devils and ghost vampires rests, be able to overcome the rivalry and bigotry to ensure not just their own survival but the future of a world held captive to the northern vampires viral power? Action, tension and an explosive conclusion that moves from the wilds of Tasmania in Australia’s south to the humid northern rainforests and coastline, and a finale on the dark mist covered moors of Yorkshire and in the caves of Whitby and Robin Hood’s Bay in the UK.

Inspired by the real life viral cancer affecting the Tasmanian Devil and the Hendra virus in Queensland bats.

Reviews for WereDevils' Curse:
Five Stars on Siren and First professional review - Four Stars from Guilty Pleasures "unique"! Four Hearts from Sizzling Hot Book Reviews

5 lyres at Rites of Romance 4 feb 13 "sizzles...and heartbreaking too!" "action packed!"

Simone Sinna

Since a literary epiphany while walking the Camino de Santiago (the long version from central France) in 2011, she went half-time in her day job and spends the other half writing. Simone Sinna is a pseudonym under which she has published erotic romance, including the Stephanie Beauman series about an investigative journalist in exotic locations, and the Were-Devils of Tasmania series inspired by the true viruses that have endangered the Tasmanian Devils as well as the Hendra virus which has killed a number of people and horses in Queensland. She is currently working on two mainstream books as well as another MFM erotic novel in the world of BDSM.

Tuesday, 2 April 2013

New release special: A Hell Hound's Fire by Siobhan Muir

Hi all, 
In addition to my Tuesday Teaser, I have a special guest today - Siobhan Muir, whose A Hell Hound's Fire has just released. Read on and find out more about this intriguing FREE read 

A Little April Fire
by Siobhan Muir 

Woot! I'm back on Sage's blog! Thank you so much for having me here today, Sage.

Six months ago I visited with a post about celebrating the autumn and the changes toward winter. It has been an eventful winter and now I have a new release I can talk about which comes out today. SQUEEE!! :D

A Hell Hound's Fire is a short story free read (that's right, I said FREE) introducing my little town of Cloudburst, Colorado, a town full of some of those odd and interesting critters I mentioned last fall. In this case, I give you some werewolves, but one of them isn't quite like the others. If you've read Queen Bitch of the Callowwood Pack, you'll know they often come across their True Mates when they least expect it. This is the case here, but Sarah Flanagan, the heroine, gets more than she bargained for when she works with Alex MacLaren. Here's the blurb:

Love can be found in the most unlikely places, even the heart of a Hell Hound.

Alex MacLaren figures he'll never find love again after his mate dies. As one of the rare Hell Hound werewolves, his chances are slim to none. And slim went home. When the local Morukai shaman calls on him to protect a lovely Irish werewolf and her young son from demons, he can't help but take the job.

Sarah Flanagan is desperate to save her son Liam from the deadly monster trailing them, but she's out of options and places to hide. She lost her mate the last time she encountered a demon, and with Liam depending on her, the stakes are far higher this time. After meeting Alex, she's not sure about the Hell Hound, but she’s no fool. He’s their best hope for survival... and hers for another chance at love.


Sarah jerked her head around so fast she heard her neck pop. The man’s rich, rumbling voice offered comfort in ways she’d never experienced before. She inhaled to get more of an understanding of the salt-and-pepper haired man standing in the doorway. He carried the scents of alpine river and hot stone, but more importantly, he smelled like a Moon Singer.
Don’t be fooled, gel. The demon can pull off such trickery.
“Who are you?”
“My name is Alex MacLaren. Lt. Fitzroy called me to take you somewhere safe.”
She sighed. “Thank you, but I don’t think there’s anywhere safe from what’s following us.”
“Fitzroy says running water helps throw off the scents. I happen to own a house surrounded by the river. What say we get you there and then figure out an additional plan of action?”
“Are you west of left field, Mr. MacLaren?” The Moon Singer code popped out before she thought.
He gave her a half smile. “I haven’t heard that phrase in a long time. But, yes, ma’am, I surely am west of left field.
Sarah hadn’t known she’d been holding her breath until it rushed out in a relieved sigh. More relief than required over his not being the demon. What’s that about?
“Do you think we’d be safe from…what’s coming?”
“Let’s talk about it on the way. The fewer people who know, the less likely someone might tip off your pursuer.”
Sarah wanted to ask more questions, but a sense of urgency made her rise and pull Liam up with her. Her son watched Alex with wide, blue eyes, clutching the book.
“Mama, can we bring the book with us?”
“It doesn’t belong to us, Liam.”
“Bring it. Fitzroy won’t mind. He keeps books just for that reason. We’ll just go out the back to my Jeep.” Alex gestured to the door. No one stood in the hallway outside and Sarah scented Alex’s relief.
He ushered them out to a cherry red Jeep Rubicon and helped them inside. He buckled Liam in directly behind him as if to protect the boy with his own body. The inside of the Jeep smelled like Alex. His strength, comfort, and power wrapped around them as he closed the doors. Old sorrow spiced the other scents and Sarah wondered what wounds he carried.
“I’m taking you to the River House. I don’t go there very much anymore, so most people in town won’t know about it.” Alex scanned the world outside the windows with careful eyes as he drove. “It may be a little dusty, but it’s quiet and safe.”
“Why don’t you go there much?” Liam asked.
Sarah hissed a warning and the boy frowned.
“My mate and I built it for relaxation. After she left, it just didn’t feel the same.”
“I’m sorry about your mate.” Sarah smelled his pain as he shrugged nonchalantly.
“It happened a long time ago.” Alex checked his mirrors and made a turn up a dirt road. “Let’s talk about what’s going on with you. Fitzroy told me you have a demon after you. Want to tell me how that happened?”
Sarah clenched her jaw and looked at her son. She hated revisiting the memories, but she’d come to the Morukai and he’d brought Alex in to help. Knowledge is power and I can’t do this alone anymore.
“Six years ago, demons attacked our village.” Alex raised his eyebrows and Sarah shrugged, pushing away fresh grief. “We’d just learned of my pregnancy and had gone out to celebrate. They killed my mate, Malcolm, and left me for dead.” She rubbed the ragged scar along her thigh under her jeans. “They killed so many people. If we’d stayed home, we might have escaped.”
Alex whistled with amazement. “They bit you?”
She nodded. “Bit, scratched. They left my body a bloody mess.”
“How did you survive the venom?”
“I don’t know. Sheer dumb luck? I wish I could explain.” She glanced at Liam. He met her gaze with love and trust.
“Why would the demons pursue you now?” Alex downshifted and slowed the Jeep, sparing her a thoughtful look.
Sarah sighed and clenched her fists on her legs. “They’re after Liam.” Alex only raised an eyebrow. “He must have incorporated some of the venom during his development because now he can smell and sense when demons are around. He has saved us from them many times.”
Alex’s expression softened. “That’s a mighty useful skill to have, Liam.”
“Yes, sir.”
“You can call me Alex.” He smiled. “What do they smell like to you?”
Liam didn’t say anything for a long time and the seconds ticked by with the growl of the engine. Sarah tried to forget the putrid demonic stench, but it festered inside her, engraved in her scent memory. At last, Liam glanced at her as if seeking permission and she nodded.
“They smell like rotten eggs and really hot rock.” He paused and hugged himself. “A little like you.”

Ah, springtime. Love is in the air and the wolves start singing. :D You can get your copy of A Hell Hound's Fire at Smashwords and All Romance Ebooks for free. More stories will be coming from Cloudburst Colorado, and you might see more of Alex and Sarah – keep your eyes peeled.

I do have one short question. If you had a demon chasing you, who would you turn to for help?

Thanks so much for stopping by and happy reading! :)

Thanks for being my guest today, Siobhan! It's great to have you back here