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Trista

Available this month, Entwined Fates: Slaves…:)

Keep your eyes out for it…:) Until then, below is an excerpt. Hope you enjoy..:)

Lin began to pant, seriously close to freaking out at the idea of him spanking her. My God. Was he serious? Would he really spank her?

Her flesh warmed at the thought. His gaze traveled down her chest, settling at her breasts as he palmed one, gently cupping it beneath the bells, making them ring. Lin gasped, still held captive by the hand in her hair.

“Very nice,” he murmured as he pulled the clamp free of her nipple.

He rubbed his hand over it gently as though massaging it, before moving to do the same to the other.

She scowled up at him, and his lips twitched with amusement, but his eyes burned with a passion she’d never seen directed at her. The idea he wanted her that much made her stomach tighten.

He let go of her hair and spread her robe even wider, exposing the entire length of her flushed body to his sultry stare. He slowly walked around her, letting his fingers graze over her extended nipples as he moved to stand behind her. Her knees felt weak and shaky as he bent down to whisper in her ear.

“If we’re going to have to do this, you might as well enjoy it. Don’t you think?”

“Do you think I won’t?” she asked, almost breathlessly.

“I have no doubt that you will,” he murmured as he brushed her hair back from her ear with the tips of his fingers.

“Will you help me?” she asked again.

“I’ll help you get off,” he growled softly, sending a delighted shiver up her spine.

“That’s not what I meant.”

“I know what you meant,” he growled again. “Forget it for now.” He pushed her robe off her shoulders, letting it pool on the floor around her feet. “Right now we have a show to do, a couple of men to convince.”

“And how will you convince them?” she asked.

“By making you scream,” he whispered, cupping her breasts from behind.

Lin drew in a sharp breath and fell back against his hard chest for support as her knees finally gave way.

* * * * *

With his hands at her shoulders, Tony pushed Lin back up, and she moaned softly in protest. Her legs shook so badly, she wasn’t sure she could remain upright much longer.

A dark, sexy look lightened his eyes as he took her hand and led her to the restraining bar. Her heart leaped in her chest as he stood her before the long metal pipe with leather straps hanging from the center. A long metal cord attached the bar to ceiling, allowing the restrainer to raise and lower it as he saw fit.

“Don’t be frightened,” he said in her ear, his voice barely above a whisper.

Amazingly, she wasn’t. Not much anyway. For whatever reason, despite everything she’d heard about him, she felt safe here — with him.

Staring into her eyes, he took her wrists in his hands and lifted them above her head. She watched in growing fascination as he placed her hands through the restraints and wrapped the leather around her wrists, securing them snugly in place. With a small tug against the cord, the bar lifted, pulling her to her toes.

His eyes dropped to her breasts, and she glanced down as well. They were perky and firm, her nipples pink pebbles jutting outward. Her gaze moved back to meet his, where his held hers captive. She couldn’t look away from the hunger burning in his eyes if she’d wanted to.

She never imagined anyone would look at her like that — that anyone would want her like that. She’d always been confident, always knew she was pretty, but never imagined herself the sexy siren she always wanted to be. But when he looked at her like that, she felt sexy, felt as though she could be as wild and wanton as she wanted to be. That there wasn’t anything she could do or ask of him that would offend him, shock him, or repulse him.

“What are you waiting for?” she panted.

One eyebrow lifted, intrigue. Turning, he picked up a paddle lying on the small table behind him. Her heart began massive palpitations as he slowly circled around her, the whacking of the paddle against his palm echoing around the room like an ominous threat.

She smiled slightly in utter shock at how the anticipation only heightened her growing desire. Who would’ve imagined? Not she.

The paddle landed across her hip without warning with a stinging slap. She gasped as the sharp tingle morphed into a slow burn. Another landed across the opposite hip with a loud pop. Her body swung forward, her toes dragging across the cold floor.

She cried out, letting her head drop back momentarily as the sting raced through her body, making every muscle tremble in alarming pleasure. With the third slap, her anal muscles contracted around the dildo, and she shivered uncontrollably.

“This is insane,” she panted, close to tears.

The reaction she had to the pain of the paddle both shocked and terrified her. How could she find this pleasurable? How could she come from this? But she was so close — closer than she would have ever imagined.

“This is just the beginning,” he murmured.

I’m going to be out of touch for a few days, so until I get back, I’ve posted an excerpt from the upcoming, Entwined Fates: Slaves.

I hope you enjoy and I’ll see everyone when I get back…:)

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Lin made her way slowly down the hall toward Anthony’s room, trying to still the tremble in her fingers as Lia led her to what felt like her doom. Could she convince him to help her? Did she dare try? She hardly knew him.

Glancing toward the room next to his, she frowned as two men entered, shutting the door behind them. Lin knew what that meant. They would be watching.

Voyeurism was something they often practiced here, especially if there was suspicion. Her stomach flipped. Were they suspicious of Anthony? Or was it her?

She swallowed at the realization they would have to have sex. If they were being watched, they had no choice.

She closed her eyes, shivering as the cool air drifting through the halls cut through her thin robe to caress the naked flesh underneath. She struggled with her footing and the two dildos shoved deep inside her. The bells on her nipples made tinkling noises as she walked or took a deep breath, which she did now in an attempt to calm her rattled nerves.

Lia knocked on Anthony’s door.

“Enter,” he called from the other side.

His voice was deep and sultry, sending a shiver of unwanted awareness over every inch of her sensitive flesh.

Lia opened the door and pushed Lin inside. She blinked, trying to accustom her eyes to the darkened interior. Candles lit the corners, casting soft light across the room. Her gaze landed on Anthony, and she almost choked on a sudden intake of air.

He looked amazing standing next to the restraining bar. His shirt was open, exposing a wide, strong chest, baby smooth tan skin and a washboard stomach she was sure she could bounce a quarter off of. Long, silky black hair hung around his shoulders, doing little to soften the hard planes of his face. She’d never seen him with his hair down, but found she liked the look.

Way too much.

He walked toward her, his ice blue eyes narrowed, his lips set in a firm, punishing line, and she swallowed.

“What the hell are you –”

She stood on her tiptoes, quickly slanting her mouth over his. Tony stiffened, obviously surprised at her move. She backed away just enough to whisper and stare into his shocked, slightly confused eyes.

“They’re watching,” she whispered softly against his lips.

His eyes narrowed into tiny, blue slits. She traced his lip with the tip of her finger, her heart racing at the stubble as it scratched at her skin.

“They’re in the next room.”

Tony’s hands lifted to rest at her waist. His thumbs gently brushed over the material of her robe, rubbing her flesh underneath and sending shivers of delight up her spine.

“How do you know?” he murmured, then moved his lips to her ear, gently nibbling on the lobe.

Lin again swallowed, shocked at the growing desire deep in her belly. “I saw them just before I came in.”

“How do you know they’re watching?” he whispered in her ear.

“That’s what they do when you first come here. They don’t know you and want to see how you are with the slaves. If you really have sex with them. Sometimes they insist on being present. They like to watch the men whip the girls.”

Lin could feel the tension in Tony’s body as his fingers tightened against her waist.

“Has anyone whipped you?”

“Until you, no one had even noticed me.”

He pulled away and stared down into her face. She gazed up at him, temporarily speechless from the possessiveness shining in his eyes.

“Why are you here?” she asked, barely moving her lips.

Tony leaned down, this time moving to the other ear. “I’m here for you,” he whispered. “At the request of your father.”

“He came to you for help?” she asked.

His lips brushed the sensitive spot just under her ear and she trembled, grasping his strong upper arms to hold herself upright.

“In a roundabout way,” Tony replied. “If they’re watching, you realize we’ll have to have sex.”

She nodded, swallowing the growing lump of lust in her throat. Her muscles clenched and unclenched at the rods buried within her throbbing walls.

Sex with Tony was something she’d thought of on more than one occasion. She just never imagined their first time would be a show.

“Then we’ll figure out how to get you the hell out of here.”

Lin tensed and shook her head. She attempted to pull away, but he wrapped his arms around her waist and held her close.

“I’m not leaving without Keeran.”

“You don’t even know if she’s here.”

“Yes, I do,” Lin replied, close to his ear. She struggled against the growing desire to suck on his ear lobe, to taste his skin on her tongue. “I know she’s here, I just haven’t been able to find where he’s holding her. This place is massive.”

As she spoke, her lips moved against his skin.

“Lin,” he growled.

“Please, Anthony. I can’t leave her. You have to help me.”

Tony grasped a handful of her hair and tugged her head back, making her gasp in surprise. He glared at her almost angrily and her heart skipped a beat, then another and another.

“You’re out of your fucking mind,” he growled through tight lips.

“I can’t leave her,” she pleaded softly. “She would do no less for me.”

Tony remained silent, studying her closely. Lin could hardly breathe as she stared back, getting lost in the depths of his cold, icy eyes.

Great review from Lila at Two Lips reviews for Deadly Crimson.

Trista Ann Michaels’ Deadly Crimson is a fast paced, thrilling paranormal ménage.  Jason and Vincent are both wizards, but there is so much more in the world that they live in.  The reader is introduced to vampires and warlocks too.  In fact Ms. Michaels does one of the best jobs I have ever read setting up for her next book in the series.  I had to email her and beg her for a release date.  Deadly Crimson has two of the most stunning men in it, and the two balance each other perfectly.  Where Vincent is the more stubborn one night stand kind of guy, Jason counterbalances this in his caring protective attitude about Stacy.    Stacy, the heroine is strong minded and won’t give up on finding the person or thing responsible for killing her best friend.  I have to respect that in a woman.  She is also adored by these two gorgeous men.  That can’t be bad in my book.  Trista Ann Michaels has hooked me for life with this story.  There are also other stories that come before Deadly Crimson, but in no way need to be read first to understand what’s going on.  They all can stand alone very, very well.

Thank you Lila…:)

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Trista

Tessa Williams is one brilliant rocket scientist, who just can’t seem to find a decent man to date. Well she has had two men in her past that turned her head but the timing wasn’t right with either of them. So she does what any self respecting scientist would and dives into her work whole hearted. Now suddenly the government project she has worked on is coming to a close, but before they can finish, things start to go drastically wrong. The coworker, the only other person with the launch codes, suddenly goes missing, and foul play is assumed. Now Tessa finds herself under protection of N.C.I.S. and on the run for her life.

What are the chances that her protectors are the same two men who still have pieces of her heart? More importantly these two men who have shared everything seem to not have told each other about Tessa. What will happen when they are now suddenly on the run, and in close quarters? Will these three be able to survive the red hot reactions to each other, and keep Tessa and National Security safe?

Spicy intelligent men, a sexy intelligent woman and a `who done it’ all in one story, what more could you ask for? Nick and Jake are a pair to recon with and I love that Ms. Michaels has written just the woman (Tessa) that can take them both on. There are a number of twists and turns in Leave Me Breathless, and I don’t mean just in bed either. I have long enjoyed Ms. Michael’s writings and find the military/civilian tie in with Leave Me Breathless to be a great setting for this suspenseful romance.

Tanya
Reviewed for Joyfully Reviewed

Thanks, Tanya…:)

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The latest installment of the Entwined Fates series is in the hands of my greedy little editor, being bled all over…lol. It will be out before you know it, but until then, I”m posting a blurb and excerpt below. Just a little teaser…:)

Hope you enjoy.

BLURB

Lin Morlin, daughter to Galactic Senator Nicah Morlin, is headstrong and determined – anything but a submissive, but she goes undercover as a submissive in order to rescue her friend from slave traders. Her actions begin a chain reaction of ripples that flip the lives of everyone from traders all the way up to the Galactic Senate itself.

Captain Anthongy Carrigton is sent in by the Marcones to rescue Lin. Undercover as a Dom, he finds he wants to keep Lin as his slave forever and the independent woman enjoys submission much more than she expected.

Unfortunately, her rescue becomes much more complicated than either of them ever imagined, for the traders know exactly who both of them are and why they’re there. Lin’s father will become the key to everything and Lin will find herself not only questioning who she is, but who she will become.

EXCERPT

“How can you live with this?”

Lin stared at her father in disbelief, her heart sinking further with every passing second. The Senate had just refused her plea for help to find her missing friend, Keeran. All the while, her senator father sat in silence, not once coming to her aid.

“I told you, lIN,” Senator Morlin said. “The Senate will not intervene in this matter–”

“But you didn’t even try. You just sat there. Is that what you would do if it were me?”

Her father stiffened, his brow creasing in anger. “Don’t be ridiculous.”

“You know what these slave barons are doing and yet you do nothing. Why?” she demanded.

Her father’s age was becoming increasingly apparent these days as he slowly shuffled behind his desk and sank tiredly into the thick, leather chair. Behind him was the massive picture window overlooking Rhinari. She had to squint as the bright Rhinari sun sank below the massive Senate Building, casting a shadow over the smaller, attached office buildings and apartments reserved for the senatorial elite. The room darkened, mimicking her mood as she stood her ground, glaring at her father.

Her father sighed, but wouldn’t meet her gaze head on. “There are some men, Lin, even the Senate won’t touch.”

“Stefan Marcone would not have allowed this when he was a Senator,” she growled.

“The former Senator Marcone has the resources and the balls to go after the man himself, without the aid of the Senate. I’m afraid I do not.”

“Even if it were me?” she asked quietly.

“Let’s not forget, daughter. It’s not you. I know she was your best friend. I understand you’re upset, but I do not have the connections to go after him.”

“What does he have over your head, Father?” Lin strolled to the desk and leaned her palms against the gleaming black granite. Her father wouldn’t meet her stare and she tensed, doubts about her father and his honesty entering her mind.

“Nothing, Lin. He’s very powerful and I am very old.”

Lin pushed upright in anger. “I’m not asking you to go after him yourself. Just put someone on the inside, find out who they sold her to.”

“It’s not that simple!” he snapped.

“The hell it’s not!”

His eyes narrowed in anger. “I’ve heard enough, Lin. She’s gone. Accept it. This man is way too powerful, has too many connections. Going after him would be a death sentence for both of us.”

“Fine,” she snarled. “If you won’t do it…then I will.”

She turned to leave the apartment, her heart breaking at the cold callousness of her father. How could he do this? How could he allow a man who sold young girls off as sex slaves to get away with it? Slave trading was supposed to be illegal, but apparently not for Laird Ballack.

He’d made a fortune over the years selling off young girls, most of which didn’t live past a year. There were rumors he even supplied slaves to Senators. She wondered vaguely if her father had been one and swallowed down a sudden onslaught of tears.

If he did participate, it would kill her.

“Lin, don’t do this,” her father pleaded as he followed her across the room.

Lin ignored him, determined to handle this herself.

With her hand on the doorknob, she turned to face her father and lifted her chin in steadfast resolve. “I may put myself in danger, but one thing I will never do is turn my back on her. I will find her…with or without your help. Which is it?”

Her father shook his head. “I’m sorry, Lin. Without.”

“Fine.”

Tears gathered in her eyes as she left her father’s apartment and slammed the door closed behind her, effectively shutting out her father for good. It was the final straw.

She’d never been able to depend on him, not like she should. He’d disapproved of her career, her friends. It seemed no matter what she did, he found fault. It apparently didn’t matter how well she’d done or how much respect she’d earned as a bio-chemist.

Whenever he’d needed her at some senatorial function, she’d been there. Would it be so hard for him to be there for her? He did it time and again. And time and again, she kept hoping that next time…

“Oh, hell,” she grumbled and swiped at a tear as it fell down her cheek.

No point crying over it now. It was done. Now she needed to focus on finding her friend and she knew just where to start.

Ringing in the new year brings new years resolutions. I’ve broken more resolutions than I can count…lol. Some last a day, some a week. If I’m lucky, they last a month.

What’s my resolution for this year. Well…like always I have a few. For starters, losing all the baby weight from my third child. My daughter was a tough pregnancy. Due to complications, I was forced to quit my job and  had to spend most of my pregnany on my ass. And because of the inactivity, said ass widened, big time.

After she was born was the heaviest I have been in my life. I bounce between a size fourteen and a twelve. Not too terribly bad, since I’m bigboned and carry the weight pretty well, but still. I know I’ll never be in a bikini again, but I would certainly like to get back into my skinny jeans.

It’s tough, though. Losing weight is probably one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. If I can go to the gym on a regular basis I do much better, but as always, life happens and I get out of the habit and then have to start all over again. Then there’s also my addiction to ruffles.

Hello my name is Trista and I’m a potatoe chip a holic…:)

My second resolution…write more.

I have so many stories running around in my head, sometimes it’s hard to think of anything else. This year I plan to get those stories down much faster…:)

So what do you say?? I’ll stick with my resolutions if you stick with yours? We’ll do it together.

Happy new year and remember to crack those whips…:)

I’ve always loved Trista Ann Michaels and her particular brand of ménage story. Shutter is another sexy, suspenseful success she can add to her already extensive list. The tension between Nathan, Derrick and Beth is tangible. Coupled with the anxiety caused by a sadistic stalker and I eagerly flipped pages well into the night.

In Shutter, this threesome spends much more time apart than in Ms. Michaels’ other tales, but somehow it still seemed to work. Rather than being annoyed by it, I was pleased to see the growth that progressed though the tale with these three characters. I did feel like the ending was a little rushed, but with this kind of happily ever after, it’s hard to find much fault.

Reviewed by: Heather…Fallen Angel Reviews

Thanks, Heather…:)

Last night I took the kids to see Alvin and the Chipunks. It was absolutely adorable. The lead girl chipmunk, Britney, reinded me of Byonce, but I won’t hold that against her…:). It was a great kids movie, even my 15 year old teenage son like it and I even heard him laughing more than once. Of course, he says he only went for the popcorn. I teased him, telling him I knew why he was there. He wanted to see the chipunks too…:) He just snorts and rolls his eyes. He’s a guy’s guy, so I’m shocked he even went…lol.

Tonight I plan on working on Dead Wreckening, cleaning it up and making a few small changes. One of which was to rework the beginning and adding a little more suspense. Gotta keep my readers on the edge of their seats…:)