Friday, January 05, 2007

I'M A CAPA NOMINEE

Well, one of my books is...

Shifting Lust 2: The Warlord's Vengeance (the middle book in the Shifting Lust trilogy) has been nominated for a CAPA Award for Best Fantasy - Erotic.

The CAPA Awards are... "awards given by The Romance Studio for excellence in romantic and erotic fiction." Pretty cool, huh! I'm still blown away by the nomination. The Warlord's Vengeance is a very dark book. Both hero and heroine are separated and in the hands of two of the most evil and depraved creatures of power in the Six Systems: a Priestess who worships an evil God and a warlord who would make the Devil look like a cuddly kitten. The sex is pretty violent and the ending is an absolute cliff-hanger. Not the kind of book I'd have thought would get nominated for ANYTHING (except maybe most frustrating ending) but there it is... a CAPA Nomination. See the image? Isn't it great!!

Here's a little snippet...

Raiven a’Tor gripped the butt of his gun beneath the cover of his long, leather jacket, watching the slim woman with shaggy, white hair cross The Tight Hole’s crowded floor. His eyes roamed her body, cock twitching at what he saw. Long, smooth thighs, flat stomach, pert breasts that bounced lightly with each step she took. The shiny black, body-hugging suit covering her from neck to toes did little to hide the fact it was a body made for sin.

Midnight-black eyes met his across the busy inn and he gripped his gun. Worry swam in their inky depths. Worry and agitation. His building erection forgotten, he frowned. Something wasn’t right.

He made a move to get up but she shook her head. Slightly. No.

Raiven pulled in a deep breath, muscles coiled so tight he felt sure they would snap. Three months of being hunted by Mur’dek’s forces was beginning to take its toll. On his body and his mind. Kyra kept him sane. If it weren’t for her, he would have lost it by now. And the six systems would be a bloodier place for it.

He shot his lover a quick look, noticing she’d changed direction. No longer headed toward him, she instead approached the inn’s long, crowded bar, hips swaying. Anger rolled through him. Not because of the abrupt change in their plans -- they’d been on the run together long enough now to trust each other’s actions -- but because of the way every male she passed turned to leer at her ass. Jaw clenched, he watched a particularly large Jaxian reach out with one lower arm and curl fat, meaty fingers into her upper thigh.

Get your fucking hands off her. The urge to smash the bastard’s face in was compelling, but Raiven didn’t move. Kyra didn’t want anyone to know they were together, so for the moment, he stayed still. No matter how much he hated it.

The Jaxian tugged Kyra closer, upper hands running over her torso and ass as his free lower hand snaked around her wrist. “C’mon sit on me lap, lovely,” Raiven heard him coax from across the room. “I’ve got somethin’ right hard for ya.”

Raiven snarled, but before he could get to his feet, Kyra spun, smashing her knee into the Jaxian’s leering face. Head snapping backward, he toppled to the filthy floor, his drinking companion laughing uproariously as Kyra stepped over his crumpled form and went on her way.

She glanced over her shoulder and for a brief moment, their eyes made contact. Raiven smiled slightly. Show-off.

Her answering grin was almost undetectable as she turned to the bar, sliding in between a hulking Lunarian merchant and a wiry Palon. Slipping her arm around the Lunarian’s shoulder, she tangled her fingers in his greasy hair and pulled his head down to hers. Kissing him deeply.

Raiven’s stomach turned upside-down but he didn’t move because just as Kyra’s open lips slid over the Lunarian’s, two Murukhan soldiers stepped into the inn, yellow eyes flicking around the crowded room.

Fuck.

He shot a quick look at Kyra. She was still lip-locked to the Lunarian, her slim frame all but concealed by his heavy jacket as he mashed her closer against his body.

Gut a tight mess, Raiven slowly returned his gun to its holster and pulled the collar of his jacket up around his neck. It was possible the Murukhans had no knowledge of the large bounty Lord Mur’dek had placed on his and Kyra’s heads. Possible, but unlikely. It was time to get out of there.

He gave the two soldiers a quick look. They were still on the other side of the packed inn, shoving their way through the crowd. Grabbing every female they encountered and staring hard at her face.

Raiven scowled. Guess that clears that up.

He slid from his dark booth and with one last glance at Kyra -- still thoroughly kissing the Lunarian -- stepped into the crowd and made his way to the back rooms. In the last sex den there was an exit to a back alley that ran directly past the bunker where the Raptor, finally repaired after their last Murukhan encounter, waited. His gut twisted again. Hopefully, Kyra would make her own way there.

If she didn’t, he’d go back and get her.

Just a lot more people would die in the process.


Want to read more? Shifting Lust 2: The Warlord's Vengeance - HERE!!!!

:wink:

Lots a warm fuzzies,

Lexxie

1 Comments:

Blogger Lexxie Couper said...

Thanks, Robin. You ALWAYS know how to make me smile!

Love ya!

7:36 pm  

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