Category: Excerpts

Electric Night - New Release

After long last, I’m pleased to announce the release of the fifth book in my urban fantasy series, Electric Night!

 

This is my tenth book (yay!), but I swear it was cursed. Every step of the production was delayed, but I think it turned out all the better in the end. Isn’t the cover gorgeous?!

 

Electric Night

 

AN INSIDIOUS EVIL ENDANGERS THE FRAGILE PEACE BETWEEN THE HUMANS AND PARANORMALS. IF WAR ERUPTS, NEITHER SIDE WILL EMERGE UNSCATHED.

 

Raven will go to any extreme to locate the missing member of her pack, even confront her murky past that still has the power to haunt her. A wild hunt leads her to an isolated mountaintop, where she and her pack are taken captive, and she learns that her nightmares are all-to real and more dangerous than ever. Every minute is a struggle to stay alive against the humans who would use her kind as nothing more than test subjects in their fanatical search to create the ultimate weapon against paranormals.

 

EVERY MINUTE IS A STRUGGLE TO STAY ALIVE…

 

Determined no one else should suffer the tortures she endured as a child, Raven risks everything to destroy the labs, even bringing her pack to the brink of annihilation. If she can’t make peace with her past, she will not only lose her pack, but incite an all-out war between humans and paranormals.

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Here is a short excerpt for you to enjoy:

 

Raven’s pulse raced at the prospect of seeing Durant again, her palms damp as she anxiously watched the door like a dog watching for his owner to return home.

 

Another ten minutes passed before two shifters entered, one male and one female, dragging a third between them. Wild energy poured off the two guards, their aggressiveness spilling into the cavern.

 

After a quick perusal, her attention dropped to the nearly unconscious man between them.

 

Durant.

 

Her throat tightened at the sight of his still form, apprehension churning like acid in her gut.

 

His head hung forward, as if it was too heavy for him to lift. His hair was in disarray, the stripes she so loved more pronounced, as if he was fighting to keep his tiger from taking over.

 

The female’s grip turned brutal, her claws slipping free to slice into Durant’s shoulder, a twisted smirk of pure malice lighting up her face, clearly enjoying degrading someone already rendered helpless. The scent of Durant’s blood filled the air, and Raven clenched her fists, so furious she didn’t feel her claws slip free and slice into her palms.

 

When the woman shoved Durant, he dropped to his knees. His head slumped forward to rest on his chest, and Raven could hear nothing but the dragon roaring in her head.

 

She launched forward, slamming into the glass.

 

Magic shimmered in the air of the cell, and the symbols began to glow until they lit up like Christmas lights. Pain struck deep as her touch triggered the spell, the attack like someone trying to peel off her flesh.

 

A pleased smile crossed the female jailer’s face, her plan clearly to get a reaction out of Raven, along with her eagerness to cause harm.

 

But Raven didn’t relent, didn’t back away, her rage taking over. The dragon began to wake, a rumble building in her chest, until the glass beneath her palm rattled. One by one, the symbols seared into the glass blinked out of existence, leaving a charred image behind.

 

When she didn’t drop to the floor, withering in pain, everyone stilled.

 

Very slowly, the reinforced glass began to crack.

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I hope you enjoyed this short preview! To find out what happens next, visit Amazon and purchase your own copy.

 

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Giveaway...

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I received my author copies of Druid Temptation. Whoohoo! I think they turned out beautiful. To celebrate, I’m offering a giveaway on GoodReads.

 

 

Goodreads Book Giveaway

Druid Temptation by Stacey Brutger

Druid Temptation

by Stacey Brutger

Giveaway ends October 17, 2016.

See the giveaway details at Goodreads.

 

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If you’re not convinced, here is a short excerpt for you to enjoy:

Diana stood staring at the door, or more precisely, the large, muscular hand blocking her only means of escape. The smell of male curled around her. She inhaled deeply, already able to recognize Gabriel’s masculine scent, and her treacherous heart fluttered at the thought of turning around and facing him.

 

While she’d been putting Emilie to bed, she decided she’d imagined their attraction, blown it out of proportion, what with the excitement of the hunt and the threat of Williams looming over her.

 

But, no.

 

It hadn’t been exaggerated in the least.

 

If anything, the infuriating man was even more attractive, drat him.

 

Her hand dropped to her waist, her fingers twitching for the comfort of her knife. She was exhausted from the late night and the stress of using her gift.

 

It caused her to make mistakes.

 

Mistakes a man like Mendenhall pounced on.

 

“Let’s move to the study and make ourselves more comfortable while we talk.”

 

Diana no longer cared if it was obvious she was hiding something. Once she reached her cottage, it would take her less than a minute to gather her meager belongings and disappear.

 

She should just leave, but an irresistible curiosity to discover more about the big man at her back had her hesitating. It had been months since she’d had a normal conversation with anyone.

 

She’d been on the verge of foolishly talking herself into staying when she felt the bow and quiver being lifted from her shoulder.

 

Instinct took over.

 

Diana whirled and charged, ready to take back her possessions.

 

Only to end up colliding with his chest.

 

His very large, very muscular chest.

 

His clothes were of fine quality, but the day’s events left him rumpled, his shirt limp and practically molded to his body, instead of starched and pristine white.

 

Her ire and thoughts of retrieving her bow were suddenly forgotten as her fingers curled against the urge to touch and explore all that tempting flesh.

I hope you enjoyed getting to know Diana and Gabriel! If you want to find out more, you can purchase your own copy on Amazon!

 

New Release - Druid Temptation

 

Druid Temptation by Stacey Brutger

 

The cover for Druid Temptation turned out fabulous.
I love the combination of color and magic!

Here is a blurb for your enjoyment:

ANOTHER DARK, ENCHANTING TALE OF LOVE AND MAGIC IN VICTORIAN ENGLAND.

 

Diana Legend was abandoned as a child when her Druid powers of premonition and her the ability to control animals manifested. Since then, her gifts have brought her nothing but trouble. She experiences stability for the first time in her life at a boarding school for children who have similar abilities, but when her new home is viciously burned to the ground, her life is torn apart a second time. The few students who escaped are now being hunted…including her. When a young girl goes missing, Diana breaks her vow of secrecy and uses her gifts to rescue the child, but soon finds herself trapped when her past finally catches up with her.

 

Gabriel Moran, Viscount Mendenhall, would do anything for his little girl. When a stranger saves his daughter, he is fascinated against his will by her otherworldly beauty. Having been burned by a beautiful woman in the past, he refuses to play the fool again. In his pursuit to learn more about Diana, he becomes embroiled in a witch hunt—with Diana as the target. Vowing to keep her safe, Gabriel purposes a marriage of convenience. Only his plan backfires when he falls in love with his new bride.

 

Diana refuses to allow her past to taint her future. She must embrace her powers to keep her new family safe from a lunatic willing to do whatever is necessary to take her captive. As the attacks become more violent, Gabriel is more determined than ever to save Diana, refusing to relinquish his only chance to live happily ever after.

 

Druid Temptation is now available at Amazon!

Below is Diana’s hilarious first introduction to London…

 

Excerpt:

The lack of motion penetrated Diana’s consciousness, but the warmth beneath her encouraged her to linger…until the surface moved.

 

Her eyes shot open and it took her brain precious seconds to understand she was sprawled across Gabriel.

 

Mortified that she had practically crawled in his lap while she slept, she bolted upright, but the lack of space in the carriage left her nowhere to go.

 

Gabriel slowly reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. “We’re here.”

 

His comment startled her so much she forgot her awkwardness. She leaned across him, bracing her hand against the door to peer out the window and study the house.

 

The dirty, crowded buildings had vanished, replaced by well-kept, majestic homes. The lawns were manicured, the hedges trimmed, everything was immaculate.

 

While there was beauty to this part of the city, it was still noisy, smelly, crowded and cold. She much preferred her forest.

 

Gabriel cleared his throat, and she glanced at him over her shoulder, suddenly conscious that she was once again stretched across his lap, her bottom practically swinging under his nose. Only then did she realize that she was supposed to show polite interest, not climb over him to gape at the house like a ninny.

 

She opened her mouth, but whatever she was about to say was lost in a face full of fur when Wolf wiggled himself between them.

 

“Wolf!” Diana lost her balance and landed on Gabriel in a tumble of skirts. She pushed at Wolf’s stubborn hide, lifting her arms to fend off his tongue, struggling to contain her helpless laugher. By the time the zealous dog settled down, she was on the floor, kneeling between Gabriel’s splayed thighs.

 

In that exact moment, the door to the carriage opened.

 

She could just imagine the picture she created—breathless, her face flushed from laughing, her hair tumbling about her after her struggle with Wolf.

 

Not the first best impression, but it ensured no one would soon forget.

 

She glanced back at the traitor, and saw the rascally dog innocently seated at the other end of the carriage, his head hanging out the window. She’d swear she could almost hear the beast snicker.

 

 

If you enjoyed the excerpt and want to find out more, Druid Temptation is now available at Amazon!

To celebrate my new release, I’m offering a SALE on Druid Surrender for ONLY $0.99!
Or you can try both books for FREE with Kindle Unlimited! Enjoy!

 

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Summer Sale...

BloodSworn

 

SALE!

Summer is finally here in Minnesota! After an extended winter, the weather has finally turned nice. To celebrate, I’m offering a $0.99 sale for BloodSworn  until July 28th!

 

Lions, werewolves, and hunky alpha males, oh my! If you enjoy adventure, magic and forbidden love, be sure to check out this dark paranormal romance.

 

 

Blurb:

Ten years after they bound her powers and banished her, Trina Weyebridge had successfully carved out a new existence in the human world. She put her life as a witch behind her. But, her magic would not be denied, the bindings holding them in check are weakening. Vampires who crave a taste of the powers stored in her blood are hunting her with deadly force and have kidnapped her sister to lure her out. In a desperate bid to free her sister and gain her own freedom, Trina bargains with the all-too-tempting lion shifter who calls out the long forgotten wild side in her…she would be his concubine in return for pack protection. She’d be safe…until they found out the truth.

 

 

UNDENIABLE DESIRE. FORBIDDEN LOVE. INESCAPABLE DESTINY.

 

 

When Merrick spots a female intruder living on his property, he’s intrigued by her daring. Curious to find out more, he follows her and comes to her aid when she falls prey to an attack. After weeks of unnatural silence, his beast awakens at her touch, and he suspects that she might be the only one able to save his race from a disease killing his kind. Not willing to take the chance of losing her, he binds her to him the only way he knows how…by claiming her as his own. All he has to do to save her is uncover the secrets of her past, stop a pack revolt, convince her that she’s desperately in love with him in return, and prevent a war.

 

 

 

Excerpt:

Trina wasn’t aware what woke her, but she wanted to kill them when the warm, sensual dream faded. She held still, half-able to feel those hands linger on her body, but the outside world refused to bow to her wish.

 

Sounds seeped in first.

 

Or the absence of sounds.

 

No tweeting of birds. No people coming or going. She groped for her weapon and sighed of relief when her fingers encountered cool steel.

 

The image of the sexy man, bound and determined to bring her pleasure, vanished like a wisp of smoke, and she nearly whimpered.

 

Then she became aware of the soft surface beneath her and not the hard lump of the makeshift bed she’d created in the shed. She cracked open one eye, uncertain what to expect.

 

The Den.

 

Merrick.

 

He was the Leo. Of course he was. How could she not have known? And how the heck did she get his attention or more importantly, how did she escape it now that she was his concubine?

 

Memories of yesterday flittered through her head. One thought rose to the forefront, like how she fell asleep on the couch and ended up on the bed.

 

Half-afraid of what she’d find, she stretched out, shivering at the feel of silk against her skin. She was spread-eagle on the bed, nowhere near the sides, when she realized she was alone. Relief and disappointment struck in equal measure, and she hated that she felt both.

 

The dream teased the back of her mind. She felt haunted by her phantom lover’s touch, the aching need when he kissed her. She was devastated by the loss, the realization he wasn’t real.

 

She befriended humans, but had never committed to a relationship for the simple fact that any boyfriend she chose would always be in danger.

 

She’d avoided the paranormal as well for fear of discovery. But the man in her dream was different. He knew about her past and could protect himself.

 

What hurt the most was it would only ever be a fantasy.

 

She rubbed her eyes, banishing the dream as best she could. She had work to do. Sunlight streamed through the room, and she was surprised at how deeply she’d slept. A few more nights rest like last night, a couple of meals, and she’d be back to normal.

 

But first she had to do her job.

 

She scooted to the edge of the mattress and found that her feet dangled nearly a foot from the floor. She dropped down, the plush rug warm under her toes. She walked around the bed to grab her pack, probing her ribs, taking measure of her injuries.

 

Or where her wounds should’ve been.

 

She ripped off the bandages, wincing at the tug of stubborn tape. Deep bruises made the whole side of her body sensitive to even the slightest touch, but the open lacerations she’d sustained last night had closed. Smooth skin met her fingertips. Though she was thankful, the rapid healing didn’t bode well for her.

 

It meant the bindings were weakening. How much longer before they broke all together? A small part of her, the little girl who’d lost her powers just as she found them, cheered at being able to defend herself. The adult trembled.

 

What did she know about magic?

 

If she reversed the process and stopped her magic from unraveling, she could buy herself some time. She was halfway bent down to kneel and grab her bag when she saw him.

 

The same man from her dreams.

 

A very naked man.

 

Merrick.

 

Her mind rebelled. She couldn’t have had a sexy dream about the man who might very well destroy her. Vampires had been inside the Den not a day ago. She couldn’t forget that, no matter how much her body wanted to be worshiped by him.

 

Merrick lay stretched out, dwarfing the extra-large couch. He didn’t look comfortable, but that wasn’t what captured her attention. The sun highlighted the golden color of his skin. It was just how she imagined his animal would appear.

 

The only thing blocking her view was the sheet draped haphazardly over his slim hips. Her brain short-circuited at the thought of him completely nude.

 

Him sleeping within a few feet of her and all without a stitch of clothing on struck her dumb, and her emotions jumbled at the conflicting emotions.

 

She swallowed hard and fanned her face. No matter how much she might have wished it, there was no way that image would ever be far from her mind. Every time she saw him now, she would picture him stretched out as if for her pleasure.

 

It didn’t matter that she was a doctor, that she’d seen hundreds of naked bodies. She knew layers of skin and bone, but nothing in her studies had ever shown a man structured quite like him, with muscles quite so defined and begging to be stroked.

 

Doctor.

 

She shook her head at the reminder, as if she could banish the impulse so easily. She needed to get a closer look at him to decide what was the best course of action…for medical purposes she told herself sternly when her pulse betrayed her and sped up.

 

She just didn’t know if she’d survive it.

 

One thing would help…getting him clothed.

 

But she couldn’t tear her gaze away from that sheet. Or more precisely, what it hid. Where was a gust of wind when you needed one?

 

Her fingers itched to explore all that exposed flesh, but she feared it had nothing to do with science. Her body urged her to touch, while the sane, sensible part of her mind seemed to have taken a vacation.

 

Then she saw the lines of strain, the stiff way he held himself even in sleep. She needed to see his back.

 

“Merrick, roll over.”

 

Trina found herself sprawled across the floor with a lion, in all but animal form, half sprawled over her with his face just inches from hers.

 

She hadn’t even seen him move.

 

Was it her imagination or were his teeth sharper, his body larger, and his eyes shaded just this side of golden?

 

She gave a tentative smile, knowing better than to try and escape. “Hello.”

 

“Are we under attack?” He blinked as if confused, finally recognizing her. His sleepy expression sent her heart thumping hard against her ribcage. The rumpled appearance only made him more attractive, more approachable and more touchable than was good for her.

 

Especially when she felt the sheet tangled around her feet.

 

No matter how much she told herself not to do it, it was too late. Her eyes flickered downward.

 

Yup, naked.

 

And such a nice naked backside, too.

 

It was her turn to blink when she felt his arousal.

 

“Attack?” It sure felt like it, and she was unarmed.

 

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A Celebration Sale...Coveted.

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To celebrate my new release of Electric Heat next week, I’ve decided to run a Kindle Countdown deal. Coveted will be on sale until Sunday. Woohooo!!

 

Right now the book is available for just $0.99. The price will go up to $1.99 Friday afternoon, before returning to its normal price of $2.99 Sunday evening.

 

So, if you haven’t read this book yet, now would be the time to check it out!

Click here to order: Coveted

 

 

Discover what happens when a woman stumbles across a Scottish werewolf imprisoned in a thousand-year old dungeon.

Magic and mayhem, not to mention a lot of kick-ass action and some sexy hijinks of course. *wink*

 

Here is a little excerpt (Enjoy!):

Aiden had never intended to release her.

 

Betrayal lurched in Shayla’s stomach as she stirred the embers of the fire she’d built. The bed tempted her to sleep, but she was too paranoid to rest. She needed to remain alert and ready to move. Old castles were known for their passageways. She was in the main suite connected to Aiden’s room. All she had to do was wait for him to fall asleep.

 

Then she could escape.

 

She trembled at the thought of sneaking out and leaving the castle. Aiden obviously believed she was in danger. After nearly dying more than once in the last few hours, she couldn’t deny it. Maybe she could trust Aiden, but she had no intention of sticking around to find out.

 

Like a noose, she could feel the danger closing in on her from all sides. If she could just make it to town, she could haul ass home.

 

The neighboring room had fallen silent more than an hour ago. If she wanted to leave, it had to be now, before the sun set. If she saw Aiden again, she feared she wouldn’t be able to remain strong and unaffected.

 

She tiptoed to the wall, growing more resolute with every step. She opened the passageway between the rooms, but Aiden’s side was a bit trickier. It took her precious minutes to locate the triggers to open the panel in his closet.

 

His room was dark. The dying fire was huddled across the room, its light barely penetrating the shadows, as if afraid to venture further.

 

With a deep breath, Shayla stepped through the connecting door. The tangle of Aiden’s clothes felt alive, as if trying to convince her to stay, and she nearly tripped on her face as she struggled to free herself from the closet

 

She was panting by the time she fought her way free. A sound rose from the bed. A slight shifting of the sheets. Shayla froze, one foot on the ground. She held her breath and squinted at the bed, eyes straining to see if she was about to be discovered.

 

When no further sounds emerged, she slowly exhaled. As crazy as it sounded, part of her almost wanted to be caught. She turned toward the door and ran smack into a very large, very warm body. A strangled scream escaped as she bounced off the hard chest. She nearly went sprawling across the floor until someone hauled her up close.

 

“Aiden.” She’d recognize his touch anywhere, the way her body came alive.

 

Shit!

 

The noise she heard had been him leaving bed. Shayla squinted up at her captor, her eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness, hating the way her betraying heart pounded in excitement and not fear like it should.

 

“Were you expecting someone else?”

 

She swallowed hard at the ominous question. “No, of course not.”

 

She was lowered toward the floor and released. As perverse as it was, she missed his warmth.

 

“Going somewhere?”

 

Shayla shook her head, avoiding his gaze, carefully backing away. Act casual. “Oh, you know, just out for a stroll.”

 

Aiden stalked after her on light feet.

 

Countered her every move.

 

She didn’t feel threatened, exactly, but his nearness did disturbing things to her body. “What are you doing?”

 

Aiden pulled up short. “What do you mean?”

 

“You’re following me.” Shayla straightened, refused to retreat.

 

“Maybe.”

 

She blinked, not expecting him to admit it. Shayla stepped back, putting more distance between them as she scrambled to think up a convincing lie. The back of her thighs smacked against something solid. She glanced back, then shot forward like her ass was on fire when she realized she was caged between the devil and…his bed.

 

Gulp.

 

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