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It’s February and I’m very excited. I’ve got two vacations planned. First I’m flying to Las Vegas for my first trip to Sin City. Remember, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. I’m meeting my very best friend from high school for an extra long girl’s weekend. We already have tickets to Cirque de Soleil. When she flies back home to the hubby and kiddies, I’m renting a car from the airport and driving to California. I’m invading Lena’s house, YEAH! She already has our schedule planned, a day at Disney Land, a day at the spa, etc. I can’t wait. Of course she’s threatened to put me to work so we can finish our latest work in progress. Maybe we can finish before I come so I can party during my vacation instead of write, hehehe. My resolution to write five days a week as wavered a bit, but I have been keeping to a pretty good schedule. Which means I should have some more books coming out this year, woo hoo! So for a sneak peak into what’s coming soon, read below. ~Liz We’ve been getting some wonderful ones for Myth of Moonlight. I’ve included a couple of snippets, but click on the links to read the full reviews: "As one reads [Myth of Moonlight] delightfully sensual story, one can see where the writing duo of Matthews and Andrews must have had a lot fun in developing these two enormously likeable leads. … A big thumbs [up] goes to this writing duo who brought a beautiful blend of humor, sensuality and intrigue to this highly entertaining read." – Paranormal Romance "Myth Of Moonlight is a sexy and exciting story. Kimberly is full of sass and fire. At first she's just really stubborn until she reveals her fears and feelings to Nico, then her attitude is understandable. Nico is sexy and charming. The passion between them is tangible. The bombshell at the end of Myth Of Moonlight blew me away and left me eager for more." - Joyfully Reviewed "Lena Matthews and Liz Andrews have a winner on their hands with Myth of Moonlight. As what appears to be the first book in a new series, this novel has everything you need to keep the reader going until the very end. There is enough suspense, intrigue, and romance for anyone who is a fan of a romance that is more than cookie cutter." - Ecataromance So, is your appetite whetted?
Lena and I were nominated for a CAPA award at the Romance Studio for Lily's Surrender, http://www.theromancestudio.com/capa.php I am blogging every Wednesday at the Sexual Chocolate Authors Blog, http://sexualchocolateauthors.blogspot.com. Come by and see what special excerpts might be posted this month.
I am working on a summer quickie and I have until January 31st to submit a story for consideration, so keep your fingers crossed that I a) actually finish the story in time and b) they accept it. As soon as I get this one done I’ll get back to my other stories.5
I have another print book to recommend this month. I must admit I like the Merry Gentry series from Laurell K. Hamilton even more than the Anita Blake series.
My winner from my January contest was Michelle A. Congratulations! For February, send an email to msliz@lizandrews.net with the subject line February Contest and you will be entered for a $5 Samhain Gift Certificate.
Excerpt from Myth of Moonlight © Lena Matthews & Liz Matthews 2006, All rights reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc “Come with me and I’ll explain everything.” “I’m not going anywhere with you.” “Lycan Law.” “I’m not in your Pack.” “That’s where you’re wrong. According to Lycan Law, Zingaro, if you’re unmated and unclaimed and you’re in my territory, you belong to me.” It was officially Nico’s new favorite law. Anything to put Kimberly under his watchful eyes worked for him. “Stop calling me that!” “What?” “Zingaro or whatever. My name is Kimberly.” “I know very well what your name is, Kimberly.” He said her name as if it were a caress. “But Zingaro is fitting as well. It means ‘my little gypsy’. My Were without a home.” “I have a home but more importantly, I don’t belong to you. I don’t belong to anyone.” She was such an innocent. It was rewarding and annoying at the same time. Nico couldn’t imagine who would have let her leave without warning her about the ways of the world. “Not up on your rules and regulations?” “Are we beasts or are we goddamn democrats?” “Everything has laws, even in nature. The strong survive, that is the law of nature.” “If you say Lycan Law one more time, I’m going to scream.” “Prepare to scream,” he warned, and to his amazement Kimberly opened her mouth to do so. Moving quickly, Nico covered her mouth with his hand. There was no doubt about it, her meekness didn’t carry to the bone. Threading his other hand through the auburn curls hanging loosely at the back of her head, Nico gripped the silky strands and used them as an anchor to hold her in place. Kimberly’s eyes widened, not with fear as he thought they might, but with something closer to passion. The fever was upon her, and if she didn’t submit soon, there would be hell to pay. “Not only do you need a keeper but you also need a history book.” Eyes narrowing, Kimberly reached up and pulled his hand away from her mouth. “They have books on this?” she asked in wonder. She kept surprising him. Shaking his head, he asked in shock, “Where were you raised?” “Around.” The squeal of tires swung both their heads toward the entrance as a white Volkswagen Bug pulled into the parking garage. “This isn’t the place for this conversation.” Finally, she said something he could agree with. “Fine. I’ll follow you home.” “That’s not what I meant.” “For as long as you’re in my territory, you’ll do as I say. Unattached female Weres need all the support they can get. My Pack will help you through this.” “Through what?” “You really can’t be so naïve?” “What are you talking about?” The irritation in her tone nearly matched the level of his frustration. “Don’t you wonder why I knew who you were? Why you’re so antsy and can’t keep still.” “You’re the Benandanti, you can sense things.” “Yes,” he said, nodding his head slowly, “and one of the things I can sense is you’re in heat.” “What!” The smell of fear rolled off her in waves. The engaging scent actually overpowered the aroma of her heat, an amazing feat when she was this close to her time. The look of shock and despair on her beautiful face made Nico feel horrible. He hated breaking this to her so abruptly, in the middle of a parking garage, but she wasn’t leaving him much choice. Her safety was on the line and she was running out of time. “Your body is readying itself for mating. How could you reach puberty without knowing these things?” Whoever her Benandanti was, he needed to be skinned and mounted on a wall. It made absolutely no sense that Kimberly was so unprepared for the world. “I’m a slow learner,” she replied snidely, scratching again at her neck. Nico’s eyes narrowed on her neck and he had to bite back a curse. Her time was upon her and she was in no way prepared. “It’s time, Kimberly. You’ll need my protection. If you’re not linked by the time of the full moon, you’ll have every Were sniffing at your door. I won’t have my territory tarnished.” “Then I’ll leave.” The hell she would and Nico was getting damn tired of her threatening to run away from him. “The only place you’re going is home with me. You need me—us—and you need us now.” “It will go away. It has before.” “No, it’s only simmering below the surface, waiting for the right time to come out.” Shaking his head, Nico picked up her hand and held it out in front of her. “Look at your pulse, Zingaro, practically beating out of your fragile flesh. Your nerves are raw, you’re shaking and I can smell the moisture gathering between your thighs.” Nico’s tongue felt heavy in his mouth. He wanted to delve between her legs and drink the juices beckoning him. Kimberly wasn’t even in full force yet and she already had him feeling like a randy dog. There was no telling what would happen in six days when the moon was full and her heat blossomed. He could have a WWE riot on his hands. “It’s only going to get worse. I can ease your pain.” Licking her lips, Kimberly asked nervously, “How?” Herbs, meditation and the right amount of control were methods taught to Lupas when they were young, but nothing could be done for Kimberly now that didn’t involve long hours of fierce loving. She was becoming prime and ready for her mating, and Nico was beginning to feel as if he were the Were for the job. There would even come a point, once she was in tune with her beast, when Kimberly would be able to control her need to mate altogether. If she had been raised right, brought up right, her needs wouldn’t even be an issue. But she wasn’t and therein lay the real problem. “Come with me.” “No,” she said again, refusing to give in. “I can handle this on my own.” Cursing in Italian, Nico turned from her, trying to calm his libido and his temper. As Benandanti he had the right to assert his wants over hers, as a wolf, he had the desire to force her to her knees and take what was rightfully his, but as a man, he knew he couldn’t. The hardest part of being all three was trying to find the even plateau. Turning back, Nico looked her steadily in the eye. He wanted to give her the option to come to him willingly, even if he knew she couldn’t do it herself. Sometimes the pretense of control over one’s destiny was just as good as the real thing. “You have four days to bring this to an end on your own. By nightfall on the fourth day, if you haven’t cooled the fever, then I will come for you.” “Four days isn’t enough time.” “It’s all you have.” Nico wasn’t risking her health or wellbeing. If Kimberly made him, he would play the Alpha card and to hell with the plateau.
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