Spark of Magic is my latest Menage/vampire/warlock and will be available July 4th from Ellora’s cave.

Blurb:

Nicholas and Darien had promised their father they would find Rebecca and keep her safe from the warlock who was determined to see her dead. What they never intended on was falling in love with her—or what Sabastian had planned beyond her death.

Rebecca thought dealing with her magical powers was bad enough. Dealing with the identical twin warlocks sent to protect her as well as her growing attraction to them was much worse. Until she finds herself the target of the madman. She’ll have to learn how to better use her powers before it’s too late.

But Sabastian has so much more in store for the threesome, plus a surprise of his own that will shock everyone. It’s not just her life at stake anymore. It’s the fate of her entire world.

Excerpt:

Rebecca shifted the bags in her hand and smiled as a breeze blew, ruffling her hair and cooling her heated skin. Downtown Boston was gorgeous and filled with shops and restaurants but all the concrete elevated the already sweltering temperatures.
“I love that top you got,” Tonya said, pulling Rebecca’s mind from the weather.
Rebecca grinned. “You’re just saying that because you want to borrow it.”
“Well of course. That’s what I keep you around for after all. You have great taste in clothes.”
With a laugh Rebecca pointed to a small bench. “Let’s sit down for a minute.”
Rebecca dropped onto the bench, sighing as she studied her tired feet strapped into the three-inch heels. “I knew I shouldn’t have worn these shoes.”
“Yeah, but they look great.”
Rebecca snorted. “A lot of good it does me if I can’t walk.”
“Are you feeling better? I know you were pretty upset last night.”
Sitting back against the bench, she adjusted the bags next to her to avoid looking at her friend. She really wasn’t better but didn’t want to worry Tonya.
“I think, but I had a really weird dream last night.”
“What kind of dream?” Tonya asked.
Squinting, Rebecca tried to remember. “There were these two guys. I couldn’t really see their faces but could tell they had long, black hair and I knew instinctively they were identical.” She also knew instinctively she belonged with them. That they were her path to happiness and understanding who she was.
“What happened?”
Rebecca glanced at her friend in surprise. She hadn’t realized she’d been quiet, her mind on the men. “It started out very sexy. Two men being very passionate…gentle. But then it changed and I was being chased by another man. A man I knew wanted to hurt me. He was evil.” She shivered as the distorted images ran through her mind.
Tonya smiled. “I think you’ve been watching too many scary movies.”
Rebecca laughed as well. “Maybe you’re right.”
“You need to relax, Becca. You’ve been under a lot of stress lately. This isn’t the first bad dream you’ve had. You’re distracted, uptight.”
“I know,” she sighed. “I’m not sure what’s wrong with me. I just feel like something’s missing.”
“Like what?”
“I don’t know if it’s anything specific or even material. It’s almost like I’m in the wrong place?” She turned to look at her friend. “Like…there’s something I need to be doing.”
Tonya reached out and patted her knee. “You’ll figure it out, I know you will.”
Something nudged at her leg and she glanced down, surprised to see a small black dog staring at her and wagging its tail. “Oh my God,” she laughed, bending to ruffle the small dog’s ear. “Where did you come from?”
“Is that a Maltese?” Tonya asked. “Those are expensive dogs. Does it have a tag?”
Rebecca felt around the dog’s neck. She shook her head. “I don’t feel one. Are you all alone?”
The dog lifted onto its back feet and licked at Rebecca’s face, making her laugh. “Oh, you’re so cute. Should we take it home with us?”
“Surely it belongs to someone.”
Sitting up, Rebecca glanced around the street. No one seemed to be looking for him. Was he lost? The dog stuck his head in her purse and she smiled, tugging at the straps to get it away from him. “What are you doing?” she asked with a giggle then gasped when the dog removed his head, her key chain dangling from his mouth.
With an almost mischievous look the dog took off down the street.
“Oh my God!” Rebecca exclaimed. “The little devil has my keys.”
Grabbing their bags, they both took off after the dog. He stayed well ahead of them, his small body maneuvering through the crowd easily.
“Rebecca, wait. You can open locks with magic, you don’t really need those keys.”
Rebecca stopped running and took a deep breath. “It has my work keys on it. If I ever quit my job I would need to return them. Besides, I don’t want to rely on magic for everything. I want to be normal, Tonya.”
Tonya nodded and pointed toward the dog, which had stopped and was now watching them with interest. “Check it out. I think the little mongrel is playing with us.”
“This is insane.”
“Can you use magic to stop him?”
Rebecca shook her head. “I don’t know.”
The Maltese took a couple of steps forward, watching them closely. Taking a deep breath, Rebecca tried to concentrate on holding the dog still, until he snorted.
“Did that little dog just snort?” Tonya asked, trying to stifle a giggle.
Rebecca frowned. She had to get those keys. Handing Tonya her two bags, she took off after him again, having to jog to keep up with his little legs. She loved dogs, especially little ones. But this dog… His game of keep away was beginning to grate on her last nerve. She needed those keys.
He turned a corner and Rebecca followed, Tonya close behind her. She scanned the streets, her heart skipping when she didn’t immediately see him. “Do you see him?” she asked Tonya.
“There.”
Rebecca looked to where Tonya pointed and saw the little bugger run into a building. Both girls took off as well. The doors were open and without looking at what type of business they were headed into they barreled through the opening, only to stop and stare wide-eyed at the darkened interior.
Numerous tables surrounded a crowded, circular bar. The room was dark with black walls and red tablecloths. Candles flickered everywhere, flooding the room with soft light. Candelabras hung from the ceiling, thick off-white candles dripping wax onto the wrought iron holding them and giving the room a gothic appearance.
People turned to look at them in surprise and the heat of a blush moved over Rebecca’s face.
“Ladies, may I help you?”
They both turned to face the man who’d spoken. Probably the manager ready to chew them out for barreling into his bar like they had. He was tall and muscular with intense eyes and short black hair. Quite a hunk, and Rebecca didn’t miss the way Tonya’s fingers dug into her elbow.
“Oh my,” Tonya murmured.
* * * * *
Nicholas dropped the keys onto the floor and morphed back into his human form. He worked his tired jaw, ignoring his brother’s amused chuckle. “You couldn’t think of anything better than a Maltese?” Darien asked with amusement.
He snorted. “Somehow I don’t think a Doberman would have gotten the same attention.” Bending, he picked the keys from the floor.
Darien sat straighter. “So she followed you?”
“Yes. Ready to make ourselves known? See what her reaction is?”
With a nod, Darien followed him from the storage room and out into the main area of their club. The upper level was a restaurant, the lower level a hedonistic area catering to sexual fantasies—an area they hoped to lure Rebecca to for the night. If she was the one they were looking for when they joined they would know. And so would Sabastian. They had to tread carefully.
Walking out into the main room, Nicholas found her immediately. She looked beautiful in white slacks and a pink top, her long blonde hair pulled back in a loose ponytail at her nape, small gold hoop earrings dangling from her ears. Delicate and dainty was how he would describe the vision standing a few feet away. His heart thumped wildly just looking at her.
As the dog, he could smell her scent very well and it still lingered in the air around him, settling around his heart like a blanket of warmth. God help him if this wasn’t the woman they needed to find. Shifting her keys in his hand, he slid his finger through the ring and held them up, jingling them to get her attention.

“These must belong to you.”
Rebecca stared wide-eyed at the man who’d just spoken, her car keys dangling from his fingers. He was tall, with long black hair cascading around wide shoulders and eyes the most intense shade of deep blue she’d ever seen stared back at her, watching carefully. Behind him stood a man identical to the one who’d spoken, also watching with just a hint of amusement glittering in his gaze.
Her breath caught in her throat, leaving her unable to speak. Something about them seemed familiar and smacked of déjà vu. Images from her dream ran across her mind. It wasn’t anything physical, more like an emotional tug pulling her toward them like a beacon.
Tonya nudged her and she cleared her throat quickly. “Yes, I’m sorry. Those are mine. Thank you.”
She reached out to take them but he pulled them back, just slightly out of her reach. Her gaze caught his and he smiled, making her stomach tighten. “I’d like to apologize for the dog. He finds stuff like this amusing.”
Her eye brow rose in skepticism. “The dog finds it amusing?” More like the owner does.
“Yes. You’d be surprised at just how human that dog is.”
Glancing over his shoulder, she noticed his twin’s lips twitch.
“I’m Nicholas, by the way.” Her gaze shot back to his and he nodded behind him. “And this is my brother, Darien. We own this place, and as repayment for the trouble our dog caused I’d like for Marcus here to give you a tour of the club. Anything you want to do or experience is on us.”
Tonya again nudged her and she glanced at her friend, who gazed pointedly at Marcus. Rebecca knew what she wanted. With a sigh she relented, although secretly she’d hoped the twins would stick around, maybe join them in their explorations. Something about them made her feel all dreamy. It was nuts, wasn’t it, to have that kind of reaction to men at first sight?
“I’ll hold on to your keys until you’re ready to go,” Nicholas said, his eyes sparkling and making her stomach flutter. “It will guarantee I’ll see you again.”

Available now at Loose Id Publishing, the fourth book in the Entwined Fates series, Remember Me.

We all have them, so I think it’s time I finally came clean about mine. Yes. I have a dirty little secret….

Destined for Two, now available at Loose Id publishing.

Genre: Polyamorous Futuristic
Length: Novel Plus

Rhianna never even knew her parents–never even knew where she came from. Raised by a thief and now tending bar, she’s finding it very hard to believe the two gorgeous brothers claiming she’s their missing child bride.

Keenas and Jorel are convinced Rhianna’s the princess promised to them years ago. She’d been lost as a child, orphaned when her parents were killed by terrorists who opposed peace between their two planets. Unfortunately, she doesn’t believe a word they say; so they take matters into their own hands and kidnap her, determined to show her by any means possible she’s meant to be their mate.

It’s going to take more than blazing sex to win their princess bride. There’s the man who raised her, the resistance still determined to see her dead, a pack of the galaxy’s most powerful royals, and the fact she doesn’t even want to rule. Marriage is never easy, but this one might kill them all.

Publisher’s Note: This title contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable: Anal play/intercourse, dubious consent, ménage (m/f/m), spanking, violence.

What the reviewes are saying:

sensual.ecataromance

Trista Ann Michaels is an amazing author with a gift. Her story is passionate and sensual with everything that makes an erotic romance perfect. This story is a great anytime read that will have any reader excited for what could possibly come next. Whatever comes next from this author is to be waited for with baited breath.

Night Owl Romance

The relationship Rhianna, Keenas and Jorel are to have is a total, equal part, threesome, which is the norm for some of the royal families. Keenas and Jorel are two sides of the same coin but their personalities are very different. Author, Trista Ann Michaels, pens these two exquisitely as two kinds of lovers. We as the reader reap the BENEFIT from two very different males excelling in their own sexual prowess.The story line moves along quickly with certainly no time to get bored. The characters are well developed knowing what is expected of them and boy do they perform! There’s even a bad guy Rhianna needs to watch out for, but it all comes down to convincing Rhianna to stay as a wife to Jorel and Keenas.Entwined Fates: Destined for Two is definitely a top pick for the summer.

JERR – Just Erotic Romance Reviews

I enjoyed Destined for Two, which is the third book in the Entwined Fates series, due to its straightforward plot and likeable personalities. The depth of characterization for the twin brothers is very detailed. They are distinctive, which, for me, is a clear sign of excellent writing in a ménage-related romance. There is no mistaking Keenas for Jorel. While there is immediate sexual attraction between the characters, they don’t fall head of heals but instead build up to a plausible relationship. The development of this bond allows a true love story as the book wraps up
With anything from anal play and intercourse to somewhat forced seduction to ménage and spanking, there is enough sexuality to rev up the engine of the more jaded readers, such as myself. The plot, while not intricate and overly detailed, is candid enough to allow the characters from the previous books to make their appearances yet not overwhelm the plot with outside influences. Overall, I would recommend this book as a carnally explicit ménage story.

Excerpt:

Keenas followed Shorlack into the bar, Jorel close behind. His gaze wandered around the dark interior in surprise. Their queen worked here? Apprehension snaked down his spine. There were naked people here — dancing on the tables and inside cages dangling from the ceiling. Two drunk men staggered across the room toward a dark corner where four naked women waited, urging them on with impatience.
It’s not that he hadn’t been in places like this. He had, numerous times. But this… He would have never let his wife visit a place like this, much less work in it. Anger knotted his stomach at the very idea of other men touching the woman who was promised to him twenty-four years ago. They were married. She was his queen and whether she liked it or not, she would be leaving with them today.
“Do you see her?” Jorel asked as he put his hands on his hips and studied the room around him. “Damn interesting place. Ever heard of this man Armande?”
Keenas rolled his eyes. “Which question do you want answered first, Jorel?”
Jorel waved his hand, but kept looking around the room. “Just answer them in the order they were asked, Keenas.”
“Then no, and yes.”
“What do you know about him?”
“I’ve heard enough to know he’s the last person we would have wanted talking to Rhianna, much less raising as a sister.”
Jorel shrugged. “At least he raised her as his sister and not his wife. There she is,” Jorel said with a nod.
Keenas turned to look as well and had to remind himself to breathe. The picture Shorlack had shown them hadn’t done her justice. She was stunning. Her auburn hair was pulled to the side and hung over one shoulder in soft curls with a band of crystals holding it in place just below her ear. The deep blue pants and fitted vest hugged her tall, curvy figure as though she’d been poured into it. He struggled between lust and disapproval. Their queen should not be wearing things like that in public, but at the same time, he wished she wore less so he could better see the body beneath the tight material.
She watched the room with a regal air of arrogance that surprised him for a woman raised as a commoner. Her gaze caught his and her eyes widened slightly in surprise. Her full red lips parted as they stared at one another, neither of them able to turn away. Long, graceful fingers reached up to touch the puzzle piece that hung around her neck and in reflex, Keenas reached for his own.
Turning to Jorel, he noticed that his brother had also been affected by the beauty looking down on them. If she wasn’t Rhianna, he’d run naked through the streets of Argonia. She was the spitting image of her mother, regal air and all.
“How do we approach her?” Jorel asked.
“I’m not sure. But I’m willing to kidnap her, if need be.”
Jorel’s lips lifted in an amused grin. “So you believe she’s Rhianna, then?”
“If she’s not…” Keenas took a deep breath and turned his back on the beautiful woman so he could think. “Hell, to be honest, I’m not sure I care if she’s the right woman or not.”
* * * * *
Rhianna couldn’t seem to catch her breath. Even from across the room she could see the man’s dark, intense eyes. They were breathtaking. Almost as breathtaking as the man himself.
He stood at least as tall as Devlin, with long black hair that hung halfway down his back. His long, muscular legs were encased in black leather pants and a wide chest covered by a blue silk tunic. With no sleeves, it left the bulging muscles of his arms exposed. She swallowed down the desire to feel those massive arms wrapped around her. Beside him stood his identical twin. They even dressed alike.
She’d never met a man who affected her the way he did. His stare alone had her heart fluttering inside her chest.
“You all right, poppet?” Devlin whispered from behind her, and she jumped slightly, turning to give him a weak smile.
“You frightened me,” she murmured, then turned back to the men who now made their way to the bar.
“Who are they?” Devlin asked.
“Who?” Her voice squeaked, and she cringed at the high-pitched sound that was sure to give her question away as a farce. Her brother would not miss it, nor would he let it go.
His hand squeezed her shoulder gently, and she took a deep breath, trying to relax. They were only men, after all, and Devlin had taught her well how to handle men.
“You know who,” he replied, his voice dripping with unhidden amusement. “If they affect you this much from here, what are you going to do when you’re close to them?”
Lick every inch of their bodies.
“It just surprised me to see them,” she said, not really lying. “Argonians hardly ever pass through here, and this is the second time in a week we’ve seen their kind.”
“It is a little odd, but not unheard of.”
“Where is Argonia?”
“Beyond the Klitus Belt.”
“Isn’t that on the other side of Earth?” she asked, surprised. She knew Argonia was far, but not that far. Even with the transport gate, it would take a couple of days to get there from here. “What do you suppose they’re doing out this far? Don’t they normally stay on their end of the galaxy, away from the Senate and the prime minister’s reach?”
“Normally, yes.”
Something in his tone made the hairs on her neck stand on end. She turned to look at him and didn’t miss the muscle jerking in his cheek or the way his eyes narrowed in distrust. “What?” she asked with trepidation.
“I’m not sure, but something isn’t what it seems with those two.”
Running her tongue over her lips, she turned back to the bar and the two men watching them. One appeared annoyed, angry, and possessive, and the other one amused.
“It’s probably nothing,” she murmured.
“Hmmm,” Devlin replied. “I’ll be upstairs if you need me, Rhia.” His lips brushed across the top of her head and the eyes of the annoyed twin narrowed dangerously. “Watch them.”
How could she not watch them? They were stunning. Incredibly stunning, and just looking at them had her fantasizing about a ménage situation. She’d never done two men at once, but she could definitely see herself sandwiched between those two heavenly bodies.

My dh and I took the kids to see Chronicles of Narnia II, Prince Caspien last night. I must admit, I enjoyed the original but was slightly disappointed with the sequel.

I’m not really a theater person, I’m more of a netflix girl. I like watching movies at home where I can get up whenever I want and not miss any of the movie…that’s a beauty of a pause button. I have a hard time sitting still that long. I fidget and move around, but I thought I could sit through Caspien. I liked the first one after all.

Unfortunately, I was wrong.

The movie starts out in Narnia with Prince Caspien. Since I haven’t read the books, my first thought was, where did the humans come from? I thought the Pevensie kids left Narnia? Okay, surely it will be explained. Unfortunately, that explaination didn’t come until the end of the movie. And I do mean the very end.

Caspien’s uncle has finally had a male child, giving him a reason to overthrow Caspien. Not sure why he needed a child to do that, but okay. Caspien flees the castle and during a time of “great desperation” he blows a magical horn, summoning the Pevensie children.

It’s been a year since Lucy (Georgie Henley), Edmund (Skandar Keynes), Peter (William Moseley), and Susan (Anna Popplewell) Pevensie have been to the magical land that they once ruled. But in Narnia, 13 centuries have passed, and a race of humans known as Telmarines have overrun the kingdom.

There’s an interesting conflict between Caspien and Peter. Caspien in my opinion isn’t king material. He acts more like a cowering child more often than not. The battle scenes were okay, but a bit tiresome after a while and some of the special affects appeared thrown together at best. And there was one scene in particular that threw me off. Peter and Caspien see each other for the first time and for some reason, that I never did figure out, Peter knew who Caspien was. That particular scene where Peter was filled in as to who this kid was, must have been left on the cutting room floor.

The scene with the white witch seemed just thrown in there last minute as well and left me frowning instead of intrigued. Personally, I think it might have been better if the queen came back. Lucy was the only one who could see Aslan in the beginning and I still don’t understand why she needed to track him down on her own and ask for his help before he would intervine. As a writer, there was alot about this movie that left more questions than answers, but again, I have never read the books. Maybe if I had, ceratin aspects of the movie might have made more sense.

Other than that, I found it at least somewhat entertaining, although I feel bad for anyone sitting next to me…LOL. Thank goodness the theater was practically empty. There was only the four of us and about 6 other people, so I didn’t annoy anyone with all my constant changing of sitting positions…:)

Hopefully, if there’s another installment, it will be better. But I think I’ll wait and watch it as a netflix rental…:)