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For those of you who love magic, alpha males, and elves keep reading below for the about on the new book and purchase your copy of Hans: Stones of Duhaem.

A broken Dark elf warrior. A cocky Alpha. One year to work together, without f***ing or fighting…

Known as the Rogue Son by his people, Hans lives to survive. Nothing more. But when his past threatens his future, he must come to terms with who he has always been.
Scarred in more ways the one, Eilier craves the freedom of being a respected – and feared – warrior. But when her commander tasks her with an impossible mission, find the missing dark elf with the help of the annoying jyre wolf Prince, she’s not so certain she can protect her heart from being broken even more.
Can Hans convince Eilier to take a chance on their love? And when the time comes, will Eilier be able to leave Hans and jyre wolves behind and return to her own people?

*Warning: Explicit content and a happy ending, this is the second stand-alone book in the Stones of Duhaem series.

Hans: Stones of Duhaem available worldwide in book print and ebook.

Hey all!

So as I have mentioned in my newsletter as well as my socials, I have book 2 for the series complete and ready for ARC readers. The series is as spicy hot as the completed contemporary romance Love Me Right series. Each book is a standalone so don’t worry about never finding the end of the MC love story.

For those of you who love magic, hot alphas, and elves keep reading below for the about on the new book and keep an eye out for the next post with link to purchase your copy of Hans: Stones of Duhaem.

A broken Dark elf warrior. A cocky Alpha. One year to work together, without f***ing or fighting…

Known as the Rogue Son by his people, Hans lives to survive. Nothing more. But when his past threatens his future, he must come to terms with who he has always been.
Scarred in more ways the one, Eilier craves the freedom of being a respected – and feared – warrior. But when her commander tasks her with an impossible mission, find the missing dark elf with the help of the annoying jyre wolf Prince, she’s not so certain she can protect her heart from being broken even more.
Can Hans convince Eilier to take a chance on their love? And when the time comes, will Eilier be able to leave Hans and jyre wolves behind and return to her own people?

*Warning: Explicit content and a happy ending, this is the second stand-alone book in the Stones of Duhaem series.

Hans: Stones of Duhaem will soon be available worldwide in book print and ebook.

Hello all!

What comes with a new year? New years resolutions. Which in my world usually means finding a new planner for my year, and doing some journaling. While I was searching on Amazon for the perfect scheduler (one with lots of room for notes that I could fill in whenever), I realized, “Morena? You have the skills to create your own perfect scheduler!” 

And so…I did. 

I had a lot of fun playing with different cover options (because lately, I’ve really been feeling the fairy aesthetic with lots of flowers and a rainbow array of colours). Check out below for the links of my schedulers which are available only on Amazon. 

MoSt soft pink flower feminine lined journal 400 pages: Diary, Notebook 

Journal is available @ https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B0BRH5CT26

Colours include: Pink, Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Purple

And since I am such a good procrastinator, I continued on the downward spiral of creating some matching lined journals (mainly because I just finished my own journal and I hate how none of mine match). Also, see below for the matching lined journals only available on Amazon.

MoSt Simple Monthly Weekly Planner with Notes soft pink flower feminine 5 years: Planner, Scheduler

Planner is available at : https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B0BRC7BGQ5

Colours include: Pink, Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Purple

Finally, since this fall I’ve been trying to work on mindful mornings for days that I spend writing. But the struggle with that is I was balancing 4 different journals, each of which was for a different thing I was supposed to write in. It was clumsy and awkward and I wished for it all to be in one place (so I’d quit finding excuses to write). So I compiled my 4 journals into one, continuing my strong avoidance of actually writing, and also published them on Amazon only. See below:

Writing Mindset Workbook (Part 1, Part 2): A year long journal for the writing professional

Part 1 is available at: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B0BRDFRRPV

And part 2 available at : https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B0BRDFRYJD

Moral of the story? Sometimes you have to cross off all the non-writing things on the list so you have no excuses anymore. Now I feel ready to jump into editing. Keep an eye out for book 2, Hans: Stones of Duhaem which comes out this March! Cover real will be in the next month! (I think all my fantasy romance lovers are going to LOVE having this book sitting on their shelf…)

This excerpt is from my WIP, which is available by pre-order as Hans: Stones of Duhaem. It is the second book in the Duhaem world, Cillian being the first (now available on Kindle Unlimited).

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I’m not completely surprised when she asks, “Do you eat in this form, or your beast?”

I stop on the path and turn to face her. She stumbles in the tunnel and falls towards me. Before I can catch her waist, she straightens and leans away from me, her eyes everywhere but toward me. 

“Know this, I am the same male whether I stand before you as a man or as a wolf. I can eat in both bodies, I can sleep in both bodies, I can even…” I look down at my crotch.

Her eyes widen as she looks up at me in shock. 

I smirk, finishing the sentence, “I can even piss in both bodies.”

“Ugh,” she growls, rolling her eyes. 

“You thought I was going to say f***, didn’t you, little elf girl?” I ask, taking a step closer to her, our toes almost touching as I lean down. She comes to just under my nose. The perfect height. 

Her eyes sparkle as she sneers up at me. “Isn’t that all your beast thinks about?” she retorts. “F***ing and fighting?”

Testing her, I reach a hand out and gently push her hair over her shoulder, my finger tracing the rough edges of the scarring along the side of her face. Her body, her very soul stills at the touch. I continue, my hand cupping her jaw, my fingers spearing into her hair. She watches me, yet I can see nothing in her gaze, like blank slates.

“You are forgetting. I am neither man nor beast. I am Hans. And it’s I who likes f***ing and fighting. Not my beastly body nor my man’s body.” I dig my fingers lightly into her scalp, relishing the shiver that runs down her neck as her body loosens, falling towards mine. 

For a moment I consider throwing her against the wall, biting her neck, cementing the bond that the goddess has placed the threads inside her and I. 

A small whimper falls from her lips. 

And in that instant, I know. This female, she is mine…

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A little bit of background on this one. It’s actually an excerpt from a book of mine I’m writing under my other name, Morena Stamm, and some of these characters just have a way of wrapping their hands around my heart and making me feel for them. I mean…He isn’t even a good guy!

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When she was only a few steps from the tree, her eyes finally made out the hulking figure beneath the canopy, almost touching the dark trunk. Several other people were gathered around, but her gaze stayed on her soon-to-be husband’s black cloak. And the shining pin above his heart.

She squinted, and when she was only a pace away from him, she realized what she was looking at. A golden dragon, his tail curling and wrapping around to rest under his head. Scales that looked to slither and move with each motion. His eyes, red rubies, burned into her soul.

She blinked several times, taking a step back. But he reached out, stopping her motion with his hands at her shoulder. Taya looked up into his shadowed eyes, the look he gave her unfathomable. His hands gently brushed down her arms before gently glasping her hands. 

A second man in similar dark garb stepped up behind them with a length of rope.

“We are gathered here today to witness to bodies, to souls, being bound together for the rest of eternity…”

His words left Taya shivering as she kept her eyes focused on his throat, the only smooth skin she could see on the hulking male before her. 

She could not hear his vows, the words hitting her like stones.

For the briefest flicker of a moment, she thought of running away. Of turning her back on this man, this future that had been chosen for her. But the looming unknown of what next pushed the first puff of air through her lips. In a whisper, she repeated, “And I bound to you, on this day, and every day.” She briefly glanced up through her eyelashes, up at the man she was now bound to for the rest of her mortal life. And potentially the next.

His gaze burned her like the sun and she quickly looked back down, instead focusing on the dragon pin on his cloak.

Leo tugged her close. She closed her eyes, her head falling back. She did not want to see his face near as he stole her first kiss. But rather than warm lips across hers, a cool touch whispered across her forehead. 

He had already turned to those still gathered when she opened her eyes. “Let us feast.” His deep voice reverberated in the dark night. 

She followed helplessly as he pulled her along.

So for those who follow my Instagram you will have seen my posts in regards to my contemporary romance series, the Love Me Right novels. I’ve been really frustrated with Facebook and Amazon Ads since 4 out of 5 of my covers are too ‘sexy’.

That being said, I’ve decided to take down my books from all sites except for amazon and am in the process of getting new covers. I’ve been having a lot of fun with it, playing with covers and going in a totally different direction (check out my insta for a sneak peak). I’ve also been thinking about releasing a box set for the contemporary books since for me that series is done and the next time I go back to that world, it will be in a law office…(for those that remember Diamond of Desire and Kitty’s friend).

So what I’m trying to say to all my kindle readers, for a limited time only, the entire series, including my fantasy romance, are available on Kindle Unlimited. 

Otherwise, go and sign up for my newsletter for a chance to vote on the new cover designs. 

A little bit of background on this one. It’s actually an excerpt from a book of mine I’m editing right now, and I am absolutely in love with the characters. Does anyone else have that moment when they are self editing and they come across a page and think, “Damn, did I write that? ’cause that is good!’

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My eyes shutter close automatically as I lean down to her. The barest brush of warmth across my lips has me shivering and tightening my arms around her waist.

Then another whisper.

I growl as she pulls away. My hand comes up automatically and buries into her luscious locks, holding her head steady. Then I lean in and slant my mouth across hers.

Sparks fly across my skin and burn down my back. I can’t help but groan. Katy gasps against my mouth and I take the opening. Our tongues tangle as we both shiver with the heat between us. It’s like the feeling when I cross the threads, where my body is being pulled apart into a million threads and woven back together on the otherside. It is both excillerating and terrifying. But this time I have the heat of Katie’s warm body pressed against mine, and I don’t feel so alone. In this moment it is both our souls on fire. 

Not just my own.

Katie pulls back slightly. I open my eyes but stay close, my forehead against hers. My breathing is as ragged as hers. Her eyes are on mine, searching for I don’t know what. 

The hairs on the back of my neck are standing, my stomach is mess. And all I want to do is lean in and lose myself in another kiss.

But her eyes shift. Her brows furrough, her lips pull down in a frown. She pulls back enough to look over my shoulder.

Then her whole body tenses. Her fingers become claws in my shoulders. Her face pales and her widen. Her mouth drops open.

I don’t think. I just react. 

Lifting Katie into my arms, I squeeze her close as I run between the row of graves towards a strange triangular building in the distance. 

“It’s-It’s-“ she stutters, her gaze still caught on whatever is behind me.

But I know what it is. If I my head hadn’t been swimming with the taste of Katie I would have recognized that dread in my gut. The tell-tale cold energy that flowed up my spine and across my skin.

I hesitate long enough at the corner of the building to look over my shoulder to confirm what I feel.

The shade.

“You-You can’t just walk naked before me!” She hissed.

He held the towel in his hand, not caring. It was worth the widening eyes and brief flicker of desire as she took him in. Age had filled out his body, both in muscles and hair. He was not the same boy that had lain with with his first wife. His body was that of a man, his body thick with muscles, covered in scars and hair. 

And her eyes told him just how much she appreciated. 

As quick as it appeared, her eyes shuttered closed. She turned away from him and walked out of the tent without a backwards glance. 

Frowning, he quickly tied the towel around his waist. Finally, he rushed out of the tent and into the late afternoon light, the sun burning down from right above him.

“Damn.” He scratched his head as he quickly chased after her disappearing head. He rushed passed the brush, reaching out and pulling Elle to a stop. Not caring at the men who milled around the edge of the campground and looking their way, he tugged Elle into his arms. 

Her lips sputtered as he leaned down, kissing her hard on the lips, forcing her to bend backwards until she accepted his tongue. When he heard a wolf whistle from nearby, he stopped, but held her within his arms. “I’m going to marry you.” It wasn’t a question. 

Hello All! It’s been a wild couple of months but here’s a hot kiss scene from my WIP. I hope you enjoy!

Still, she turned and glared up at him. “Put. Me. Down.”

“No.” He continued walking straight out of the tent and into the still dark night. The waning moon hung low in the sky, barely illuminating the path between the tents. Still Dan walked with a confidence in each step, assured of each foot placement even though he could not see much.

Her heart beating to fast, she began wriggling in his arms. “I. said. Let. Me. Go.”

But he only tightened his hold, his arms bands of steal around her. Then his left hand shifted, suddenly cupping her very plump breast. 

Heat stole over her chest as she gasped at the intrusion.

“Dan. Please,” She begged, feeling moments away from crying. It was all to confusing and she wanted to hide back in her queen’s clothes, to have the armor of her title protecting her from being vulnerable with a man. 

His nostrils flared as he stared down at her. Emma felt as if she was drowning, surrounded in his intoxicating musky scent, his long blonde beard within touching distance. She gasped for breath, her body flushing. 

“Please.” She repeated.

The mountain of a man only stared at her, his feet hesitating. Taking strength in the moment, she quickly added. “Just let me go. I will return to my tent.” Her eyes watered with her desperation. “Please…”

His gaze dropped to her lips, then further down, his shoulders bulging with muscle. But rather than put her down, he asked her in a low voice, “Are you married?”

Blinking several times, she opened and closed her mouth.

When no answer came, he asked again, his gaze meeting hers as he leaned down, towards her, his beard just barely touching her chin. 

Burning up, she pursed her lips as she tried to form a coherent sentence. “I-what-no-I’m fat!”

His gaze never wavered as he waited for his answer. “I-I-“ she stuttered, leaning back as she shook her head. “I-No, no I’m not married. But I want to be re-“

His lips crashed down over hers, their heat burning through her lips, as tingles flashed down her arms and her core tightened.

Oh.

As fast is it had started, it ended. She stared up at him, wide eyed, barely noticing the sway of his fast steps eating up the ground. His jaw was tight, his eyes burning with a fire as he glared out at the night.

Emma’s hand slid up to her lips, her fingertips sliding across the soft skin. For a first kiss, it had been filled with heat and fire. Unexpected.

Hello all!

I’m trying something new again. Now that Summer of Bliss was published this winter, as well as my new fantasy romance series, Stones of Duhaem, I’m have time and a creative urge to write. To keep up my romance writing through the year (as you know, I try to publish one a year) I want to do more romance writing throughout the year.

So here is what I’m thinking. Every 2 weeks (maybe sooner depending on life’s schedule) I will post another 300-400 word short sexy scene. Sometimes characters will overlap, or scenes will overlap, and sometimes it will be totally random.

Now what do you think of that? Sounds pretty fun!

Tune in next for the first short hot scene!